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@spicebook asked: “Can I sit in your lap? There isn’t that much space in here…” {Mr. Nate Fritz to Hugh}

hazel eyes look up to try and meet brown , brows knotting together and feeling his face flush a light pink . hugh looked around the office , noting the lack of a second chair that had been present on previous nights , and then narrows his gaze in thought back onto his coworker . it's moments like these where hugh is glad he can mask his attraction with flirtatious jests , and that he lacks the proper anatomy to show how the proposition of his attractive , stoic little coworker having to settle down somewhere rather precarious made a small heat form in his stomach . the brunet easily tries at a joke , a fair hand coming to pat at his lap as he pushed away from the desk .

" positively the best seat in the house , mr. fritz ! come and make yourself comfortable . " huey gives nathan that every present toothy grin he bared , pink cheeks highlighting the freckles that adorn them . " though , i feel like it's going to be a pretty LONG week if we don't get that other chair back . " he giggles , fair hands splayed along his thighs as he awaited to other , completely believing he would just slide right there without a second thought or question .

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⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ phantom will admit that it was mean on his end, teasing marvin when he was at work. in his own defense, though, he hasn't gotten the chance to get back at marvin.

⁺ so when he notices the 'read' underneath his texts, his grin widens. he crosses his legs and adjusts his position on the desk as he starts to write up another text.

Are you going to keep gawking? Or are you going to say something? Don't keep everyone waiting, now... ♥

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@spicebook asked: 11) cockwarming after a long day in order to calm down together {Nathan and Matthew uwu}

aw , how cute this was . it could almost be domestic in nature , the way arms wrapped around nate's form , head rested on his shoulder , a placid smile on the brunet's face ; but easily , the way his hips grind up into the raven , shoulder were tinted light pink , and eyes were brimmed with lust , it could be seen this moment was rather intimate . so many errands , so many videos , so many TASKS , for the two their days were filled to the brim with some sort of project that needed tying up and finishing and more often than not they would usually unwind with a shared game or a movie . although tonight , matthew would have a more . . . interesting idea to say the least . his hard cock was buried deep within his boyfriend , one fair hand rubbing along his stomach and sides , murmuring sweet nothings into nate's ear while he was stretched by matt .

" how are you feeling , baby ? " he cooed , the hand caressing over nate's frame coming down to grab a hold of his thigh . " is my cock in you helping you feel a bit more relaxed ? " matt gives a small giggle , his other hand coming to lazily splay along nathan's neck , tilting his head to press soft kisses along the expanse of warm skin . " you're doing such a good job for me , you're so tight and warm for me , honey . . . "

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@spicebook asked: 10 + 17 for Dawktrap andddd your night guard verse~? 17 . [ DUSK ] Sender's muse has sex/foreplay/stimulation with Receiver's muse right before sleep.

god . . . matt needed to try and catch more hours of sleep BEFORE coming to work , but this night shift was starting to take a HEFTY toll on his sleep schedule , finding himself falling asleep as soon as he gets home and then waking up around 3 pm . by the time WORK actually DID come , the brunet had worn himself down with OTHER work , like cleaning , eating , writing down the information he GAINED from this stupid job , being ALIVE . he doesn't even notice the fact that he's started to fall asleep , his head is in the crook of his arms , lower of half of his body jutted back from the desk in his chair , a soft snore leaving through his nose . overall , the brunet had gotten use to a GOOD portion of the strange occurrences at the place , the odd way he can't really seem to remember his employer's face but can recall there was something . . . surprisingly similar between the pair . the way he'd heard that previous coworkers had seemingly quit after the first night whether it be LEGAL trouble or paranoia . these WALKING animatronics that were renowned as EVIL , yet seemed so . . . kind ? child like ? nonetheless , all of these oddities had hardened him quite a bit , or so he thought .

matt is forcefully yanked from his seamless slumber when he feels cold , solid , almost static like fingers comb through the back of his hair , pushing his uniform hate clear off his head onto the table before him . the brunet rustles , a soft noise of confusion and sleep leaving him as his brows knit together , trying to piece whether or not this was a crazy real dreaming he was having or if SOMEONE was genuinely touching him . before he can ponder longer on that thought , he is pushed back into his chair by another hand that snaked just under his jaw , successfully FULLY waking him with a gasp as one hand shot towards the touch , wincing and whining as he still felt that first hand carding through his hair and their thumb rubbing along his jawline . touches so intrusive yet still tender filled matt with two things : confusion and strangely maybe a bit turned on ? he wasn't too sure about that second part though , not even entirely sure who had him in this grasp due to the sleep blinding his vision .

" wh-what are you -- ? what's going on , what do you want ? " his voice is layered with sleep , raspy with an added level of fear as hazel shot to see who had intruded the pizzeria on HIS watch .

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@spicebook asked: ♥ + Noise is just gonna swing their leg over and straddle Marnan for it- It might be the alcohol it might not be~ {with love}

hazel eyes immediately snap to a lilac form , small and slender , he was just about as quick in movement as marnan had imagined . instinctively he grunts at the new weight that has settled into his lap , fair hands reaching to rest upon full hips and mouth opening to speak . " noi -- ? " the half-elf is cut off when drastically warmer lips are pressed to his , for a second concerned if they would be under another's gaze in the bar before his eyes f l u t t e r closed . it was like the room washed away , a soft breath passing through his reddened nose , hands tightening on the tiefling's hip , and eliciting a soft hum at the contact .

there was NO fight from the cleric , immediately melting into the contact . no liquid courage to fuel his actions left him far less clunky than he would usually consider himself , pressing back into the kiss with an equal if not FURTHER desire and keeping noise close . the brunet allows his hands to wander , one going to run along the intricate patterns that adorned the small of noise's back , the other sliding down to the tiefling's thigh and rubbing circles into the fabric with his thumb .

the contact is only broken so the half-elf can breathe , giving an airy chuckle and finally opening his eyes to look up at the other . " was this a proposition of sorts ? " he jest , speaking between breaths .

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this position was not . . . GREAT to say the very least . the brunet feels his palms flush against the back of a cold closet wall , his thigh pressing against a newfound , foreign warmth , each word passing from nathan making his breath gently brush against his face . matthew swallows thickly , feeling how deathly still the raven was , and grimacing when he himself adjusts and feels the drag of his thigh against nate’s crotch .

matthew’s voice was timid , apologetic as he answer nathan’s question . “ i-i — well , i thought i was being clever in trying to hide in here to scare you , and uhm . . . “ it was obvious he wasn’t lying , eyes sincere , lips pulled into a nervous smile . “ my hubris got the best of me and i didn’t check twice , and now , “ his back was flush against the door , the cramped space leaving very little to the imagination . “ i’m kinda stuck . . . “ his eyes trail down to their precarious position , feeling his face and ears flush , and his thigh flex before swallowing thickly again . “ like this . . . “ he forces his eyes to snap back to nathan’s face , pupils wide .

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@murdersin asked: [ PUBLIC ]: sender and receiver have sex somewhere public. {Nal and The Detective in his office perhaps? Or hidden away somewhere in the manor? >:3c}

hazel eyes quickly snap to the door of the balcony , the thing that had led the pair out here in the first place . initially , the conversation had been tame , mostly just matthew is disbelief to have found his friend HERE of all places , not even to mention the way they had changed since the last time honey brown had met dull hazel . the detective had taken the moment of privacy as a chance to catch up , to relearn about a friend that matt once held close to his chest before work had dragged the tight pair apart . nal has always been such a close friend of the detective’s , someone he at one point could recall even in his youth crushing on due to their constant proximity . so , matthew had wanted to take the time to get as close as they once had been .

and , close he certainly was . the detective wasn’t sure how they’re endeavors had led to this point , but truthfully matt didn’t care . his actions are all done in a mixture of compassion and longing , noting the way his own hands shake in baited emotion as they coast along soft skin , how his breath had been caught in his chest until he’d slid his cock inside them and it escaped him in a punched gasp . whether they were cast from the public eye now felt like a secondary thought to the brunet , especially when the only thing he really wanted to pay attention was the man locked in his arms . one fair hand wraps around the raven’s hips to keep them flush for a moment as the brunet gave the butler time to adjust, the other pushing up naphthali’s uniform shirt so he can graze along their bare skin .

this was certainly messy , something done out of pure instinct and passion without much planning . all matthew knew was that he MISSED nal , a lot ; and , that time had changed his friend both in personality and . . . appearance . not that the detective was complaining , his friend had become incredibly handsome in the time they had parted , so much so it had almost made the brunet flush on recognition that this WAS the same person as back in his childhood ; but , this reignited that youthful flame he’d once held towards the other , this desire that could not have been mimicked nor replicated in their fonder days . the brunet slowly rocks his hips , having them positioned to where they were standing with the shorter man’s weight pressed directly into him , a fair chin rests upon nal’s shoulder .

matthew is incredibly gentle , his voice is tender and warm , something much in contrast to his usually blunt, forward tone, as he practically coos into the other’s ear . “ god , nal , “ nails scrape gently along the expanse of the butler’s stomach , “ you feel so good . . . “ warm lips press soft kisses along the column of their neck . “ i missed you so much . “ there’s a strong of air of genuity in his tone , and matthew is sure nal can feel with his face has flushed with emotion .

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@spicebook | cont'd [ x ]

marnan can feel the way his hips are solid to the mattress , the way he still tries to struggle to bury himself into their captivating warmth , yet hands of entrancing magic held him down in a vise grip he'd not expected . that delightful fog of submission and brainlessness had deeply embedded itself at this point with the length of time magnus had delicately wove in making their ministrations almost agonizing to the cleric . the brunet was nothing but a patient man , he'd commended himself on it greatly , but when you're pushing onto the third ( was it fourth ? ) time you've announced you're going to cum and it's been ripped away , you start to LOSE that virtue . a dog in heat was a proper descriptor for sure , the way calloused hands tenderly held plush hips , but half-lidded hazel eyes held such a deep seated carnality when met with greener ones .

then , the warlock is DEGRADING him , and the shame that licks at his reddened skin makes his cock twitch and dribble . the cleric gives a punched whimper when the warlock closes their proximity , easily pressing back into magnus when they leaned closer , small pathetic noises leaving his slightly agape maw as his muddled brain tried to make out their words . a fair hand climbs to coast along fragile ribs , a touch dazed and captivated , ears wiggling at the grazed teeth and cooed words . the brunet tries to formulate a sentence , tone breathy and wanton as he fruitlessly attempted to keep his hips still from the waves of pleasure that shot down his red , swollen cock .

" magnus , please . . . " his fingers toast to grope at their chest , feeling the soft , plump skin , " please , allow me to show my devotion . . . " marnan swallows thickly , feeling the flush painting his face crawl down his neck . " i can be good , i promise , i WANT to be good . allow me to prove myself . . . "

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@spicebook asked: Phone sex + you gonna be a good boy~ {Darwin and Hugh}

hugh felt his face redden at those words , a vague feeling of shame licking at his neck as he'd found one of his fair hands pushed past the buckle of his work slacks to feverishly rub at his core through his boxers . there was something so grossly scandalous about having this kind of relationship with technically one of his coworkers . admittedly , huey had never SEEN darwin , he'd only ever heard him over the phone during training and on the tapes , and had gotten his name really only because the brunet was too curious for his own good and asked . had hugh flirted with darwin a few times ? oh absolutely , he was flirty by nature and the man had an attractive voice , a thick accent that made hugh giggle each time it would come through the receiver , and he wasn't afraid to say that to the other .

the brunet wonders if maybe he should have kept those comments to himself though , as now that voice he'd found so cute was easily driving him wild with how sultry it had become . hugh moans into the phone , the hand gripping it now white knuckled as a wave of heat blossomed in his gut . huey is dully aware of his soaked boxers , absentmindedly more grateful he'll be able to hide THIS when leaving work , lithe fingers desperately pressing and rubbing against his cunt through his boxers . " f-fuck . . . yes , sir , i promise i'll be good , i wanna be such a good boy for you . . . " he's sure his breath sounds harsh through this old phone receiver , but hugh is also sure the other can hear the moans and whines he's making as well .

" god . . . i wish i could feel your cock breed me , " he rasps , " feel your mouth . " hugh feels his face get hot , whimpering at the squelching of his boxers against his core from the IDEA of darwin being there . " hn -- sir , can i touch myself please ? "

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hugh groans at the digit sliding into his mouth , easily closing his lips around it and humming at the static that seemed to coat and seep into each crevasse . hazel eyes are trained on dawkin's face , half lidded and lustful as he watches the other with a keen precision . then more fingers are prodding and caressing his tongue and putting all his teeth on display , making his shudder and chuff . huey dully notes the thin line of drool that oozed down his chin , how shaky his breath has gotten , how embarrassingly wet we's already gotten . god . . . this was going too far . how many times was hugh going to have to try and hide his ruined work pants when he clocked out for his shift ?

the brunet bites his lip at the motion , eyes falling to what he craved so carnally held within dawkin's slacks . nimble fair fingers work at removing every impasse between him and the entity's cock , not even bothering pulling his pants any farther than what's needed to let their cock spring free . the look on hugh's face is something of pure hunger , eyes bright as he gazed up through thick lashes at dawkin , a wet broad tongue and soft lips coming to lick and suckle at the head of their cock . those fair hands come to hold the entity's thighs , testing the waters as he maintained eye contact and slowly pushed his head down more to take more of their dick in his mouth . the guard moaned around it as he relished in how full it made him feel . hugh doesn't take dawkin all the way down , dully aware of his gag reflex , and also because he wanted to draw this out . he wanted to hear how his mouth effected dawkin , see the look on it's face as he hallowed his cheeks and bobbed his head , feel their cock twitch in his mouth .

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@spicebook asked “I’m going to milk your cock dry.” Noise purred while lightly rolling their hips against Marnan’s, fully seated on their cock as they lightly trailed their palms along the half elf’s chest as they moved to rise up slightly.

tiny noise probably felt pretty proud of himself right now . marnan pacyne , a forge cleric known for smashing in vampires' heads with hammers of searing smite and coming back to taverns with the BIGGEST smile on his face , was currently reduced to a bright red , WRITHING , whimpering mess . the ALLURE of noise was not lost on marnan , a short tiefling with an even shorter fuse , a pompous attitude with the skills to back it , and the capability and prowess on courting to have the brunet putty in 5 seconds flat . large fair hands having found there way so one is wound up in the sheets of the creaking inn bed , the other wrapped around one of noise's hips in a tight grip .

shame on marnan for assuming that noise would be pleased with him cumming only ONCE . as first chair , only seems fit to ensure their company could keep up with THEIR stamina and desire . the half-elf feels his gut twist at the words that fell from the tiefling , dazed hazel eyes opening to look down at him and brows tilting upwards in a pleading expression . pleading will only get him so far it would seem , even these slow tumultuous movements of noise's hips making marnan gasp and shudder as overstimulation shot up his cock and the s l i c k feeling of the tiefling's insides made it twitch back to life . marnan rolls his hips back into noise with a punched groan , keeping eye contact as he spoke between breaths .

" yes , sir . . . this cock is yours , take everything you want . .. " the half-elf keens .

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@spicebook asked: Lew doesn’t know how they found themselves on their knees in front of their superior, much less in this position between their thighs. But they… certainly weren’t going to breath a word about this to anyone. Their face is a bit flushed, as they look up at Mack with those big wide eyes. “S-sir?” {teehee it’s me}

mack's pupils are blown WIDE , the usual hazel being filled with an intense dark brown as he eyed the brunet from the floor . his stomach twisted in absolute giddy at this stance , knees parted , face red , those . . . god , those doe eyes . it drove mack WILD . something about this compliant little worker had crawled right under his skin and into his v e i n s , this HUNGER to see how far they would follow orders . it would seem . . . pretty far to be fair . the brunet had gotten into one of his power hungry , egotistical moments . someone had made him feel LESSER and lew had unfortunately showed up just in time for mack to USE HIM to regain that feeling of IMPORTANCE he craved .

they were so amenable . . . they'd radio'd him at the perfect time , came to his office as soon as they were requested , they'd gotten down on their knees when mack repeated himself the second time ( albeit in a far stricter tone than he'd usually used for lew ) , now waiting patiently at HIS mercy . a PERFECT FIX to his power hungry problem . mack's hands were folded behind his back , chest rising and falling with uneven breaths , face flushing to a pale pink at the honorific that spilled from lew's lips , if lew's eyes were to w a n d e r he would most definitely see the bulge that had already formed in the front of his uniform pants . one gloved hand comes out , taking his index finger and his thumb to gently grab a hold of lew's chin .

" you've been a very good boy , lew . you listen so well . " mack drawls . there's a gleam of famine behind his eyes , tongue darting out to wet dry lips . " i've been having a . . . not so swell day , so many insubordinate recruits , so many problems thrust onto me , " the gloved hand holding lew's chin moves to delicately run his fingers along their jaw line . " so many i s s u e s , but you ? " he chuckles , tone airy , low . " you've done such a good job since you've been here . i think you've earned yourself a reward , what do you think ? " the brunet purrs , bringing his gloved thumb to swipe over the younger man's bottom lip in a s l o w , tender motion .

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@spicebook asked: [ squeeze ] + [ slim ] {Phobia to Napped, as they are right behind them since their poor little bunny is still tied up to a chair}

mat feels his eyes snap to the lithe hands gliding along his body , his arms instinctively struggling against the rope and grimacing as the already pre-existing rug burn chaffed further . the brunet's heart is ALREADY racing , breath already ragged from the way his head had been whipped around and yanked earlier . there wasn't much room for the brunet to complain though , a sick part of him would rather THIS touch than the touch that was usually bestow to him . fervent hands and gnashing teeth seemingly replaced with gentle strokes and soft touch . the brunet felt shame prickle on the back of his neck as he elicited a soft , tender w h i n e from behind the mask .

admittedly , the pain of the torture before had left his form incredibly sensitive to any touch , and he was already privy to the knowledge of his sensitive sides and thighs , it wasn't entirely unheard of that he would keen under such tender touch . he can't even SEE them , hazel eyes just locked on to finger intruding fabric and feeling his thighs press together in the desperate attempt to stifle the arousal that shot to his gut . god . . . did a part of him like this ? to be beaten in a dingy warehouse by a creature that looked eerily like his friend and then touched like fragile porcelain ? he would definitely need to unpack this later if he made it out alive , but for right now he was more focused on being AMENABLE , allowing his body to relax back into the touch as his eyes snapped to try and look to phobia .

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⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ even his demon genes couldn't save phantom from the worst weather condition ever created--humidity. so while he was fine with the heat, his clothes were starting to stick to his skin from the air and a light coat of sweat, and it was pretty uncomfortable. which is why he was now inside, taking a moment to "cool off".

⁺ he hadn't noticed marvin at first, he'll admit. he was too focused on feeling comfortable again, and he first started with his sleeves. he let out a quiet sigh of relief and started to make his way towards a chair, until the clearing of a throat caught his attention.

⁺ his head turns. he stares at the culprit, who was now fanning themselves--and his tilts his head. did he bring in some of the heat from outside? no, that wouldn't explain why marvin cleared their throat...

⁺ he squints. it wouldn't hurt to ask outright, he supposes. phantom walks towards marvin and leans in, curious (and still a bit oblivious). "are you feeling alright? i'm sure i have some medicine if you need it."

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⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊ "you," phantom presses a firm kiss to marvin's revealed neck, leaving a dark red lipstick stain, "are such," another kiss, this time on the collarbone, "a tease," another, "and you know it."

⁺ the hand closest to the leg that was wrapped around his hip wandered up marvin's thigh, gently squeezing from time to time. "if i knew you were playing dirty tonight, i would've worn something else underneath this. but you wanted to surprise me, didn't you?" he huffs lightly, biting down on marvin's neck. his hands dug into marvin's skin firmly, but not enough to ruin the sheer fabric. "i have half a mind to wreck you right here, but i'm willing to give you one choice for now. here, or the bedroom?"

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