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@schyvler XD This is amazing. I managed to distract you from life for just the teeniest while. That’s a huge ego boost on my part. Thank you! X3 Maybe I should make more silly scenes with Reader x RK-900? 

@mommadax Okay, so I actually have been trying to play with another part but I can’t decide FOR THE LIFE OF ME how to do it. Do I just continue? Because I’ll be a dork and make the reader just panic. XD But RK900 just ends up being all “Mission Postponed” as he tries to get the reader next time. I dunno. My brain went -everywhere- for this. Even a part where RK900 backs out last second, and then you mope to Gavin Reed of all people... who... might like you too? 

Seriously, I need a lifeline. 

@superanonymousreader What.. an elegant... and beautiful response... *teary* Oh my goodness. Thank you so very, very much! I LIVE for hearing WHAT you guys really enjoy from my writings! Hearing the actual detail that made you laugh or cry or even made you want to hit the screen, that’s my absolute FUEL. 

Honestly, I don’t know much about Reader x fics besides that they just happen. If you ever have a prompt you want to see me try out, please, please. The Ask button is just up there. Or heck, leave a comment here. 

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@suqichee More in what way, friend? =3 More jealousy? More of that story in general? 

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XO You flatter me! Thank you so very much, @doodly-cat ! Honestly, I just thought this was just a silly thing I tossed up, but it means a great deal to hear that you view it so highly! Thank you for letting me know! *pumps fist* It gears me up to write even more! ^_^

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@mepphylando , Ahhhhhhh! XD I LOVE THIS REACTION! OMG. I thought I was the only one inwardly spazzing about it as I made it. I’m really ecstatic to see this work effected you this much. It’s really awesome. 

I love RK-900 so much. Especially making him do things that no one would anticipate from someone as intimidating as him. Man, now I feel like making him do the  ‘kiss it better’ for booboos. XD What a sight that would be. Gavin would fight him to the death to stop it. 

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I just kind of marathoned your Wanted stories and I absolutely adore them. Great work!

For real? Holy hell. That must’ve been a trip. XD Especially since I know my style shifts from “EH” to “WEEE”… If that makes any sense. I was just messing around with the idea of Wanted at first, but when people really started liking it, I decided to get a bit more invested.

It is a really fun tale with the mystery of Rhys’ stalker syndrome and how he’s meant to cope with his only friends/protectors being serial killers - but ya know… XD He’ll be fine. I just look forward to him getting to the part where he tames both of them. (You know, he stops being terrified all the time. Oh Rhys.)

But for real, thank you so much for this input. I mega feed off this for inspo whiiich speaking of… I’m currently writing a little thing that includes how the twins um… hooked up. Or opened up to one another. I think you guys might enjoy it. X)

Still in the works though. Plus I gotta brush on my smut by reading a looot of smut. XD Oh geez.

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Aw shucks, @gaytelvanni ! You sure know how to make a silly authoress feel all warm and fuzzy inside. XD Thank you so very much for telling me. I absolutely thrive on input like RK-900 thrives whenever Gavin says ‘please.’

No! I’ll up that ante. Whenever RK-900 gets referred to as Gavin’s boyfriend. *nods* Ohhhh yeah. I bet you just imagined Nines shortcircuiting for a second there. 

I did too. XD 

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Ahhhh~! Hey @frog-batter !!  Thanks so much for the love! X3 Any chance you might have an idea for another drabble I can shoot out? I just fiddle with these two for funsies. 

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@foxboy97 : Right? XD Jack’ll be fine though. A few healing hypos should patch him right up. Aaaand Vicodin. Lots of and lots of Vicodin.

@sailor-rhys : You’re killing me right now. XD I feel so bad for Jack. But at the sane tine, I’ve only seen him using tentas on Rhys and not the other way around. Sooo… Yeah. X3

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XD @frog-batter, you must get so many for your amazing AUs though! Gah, I'm still in love with that snake Rhysie that hates getting splashed with cold water. He's so precious. Hmmmm. Tim x Naga!Rhys? X3 I do remember that pic of the two of them. Waaaay cute.

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XD Yeeeeeesssss. I live for these reactions. Honestly, I'm not even sure what I just made. A hasty rhack smex drabble with tentas? Thaaaat escalated? Yeah. That sounds about right. It went from playful to pretty dark. I'm writing another too but with sub!Rhys this time. Thank you for your comment, @boiineedattention! X3

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Hi im just here to say your storys are really good (QvQ)♡

You are amazingly too kind, dear friend. ^__^ Thank you so very much.

I’m still really stunned with Wanted’s response. That and Demon!Jack needs a bit of loving too. Eventually… That one is tricky. Then Spider Jack and Mer Rhys are loads of fun as well as Spider Jack with his human socializer Rhys. *purrs* I wonder what the next AU might be… Ohhh and I still have that God Jack story to do… @.@ Woah. But I shall commit myself to doing them~!

Thank you so very much, @shaunak01!  (I would’ve made a quick drabble but I don’t know which story was your fave! But just knowing you like them all still warms me up inside even on a chilly day as this one! Feel free to let me know if you’d like a drabble though! =3 I love makin’ ya’ll happy. Especially when you take the time out of your days to tell me you enjoy my dastardly creations. XD)  

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Each time you update Wanted you make my day. Like it'll be all I think about for a day. I'm so excited to read more and see all the things you've got planned. Like I'm super curious to read what's gonna happen now that Rhys is with Jack and Tim. Like what's this Event that's coming up that has Rhys so scared? Just Aaaaaahhhh!!!!! I'm READY FOR THE NEXT CHAPTEr

AWWWWWWWW!!! ANON! I really make your day?! =3 Awwwuuuu… That makes me SO HAPPY. Honestly, I just wing this stuff though. XD Just put on some creepy music and have at it with the boys! But there is teeny planning so I don’t veer off to badly. 

The Event is well… basically like a ‘boss fight’ in a way. But it happens over and over every year. Plus it’s the worse stalker he’s ever had. He’s nearly died against this person several times. Law enforcement tried to even gun this brute down only for it to do absolutely nothing. Nothing can contain him. Nothing can stop him. He only can be slowed down or avoided but even that is a near-impossible task. But the twins feel like they might be able to do it. An seemingly unkillable foe? Oh, that’s a treat for them. 

=3 I hope that answer helps, Anon! Hmm… Drabble… Drabble… 

“Tim! Car!” yelled Jack as he hurled the carkeys into the air just as he was sliding across the hood for the passenger side. 

His sibling deftly snatched the keys from the air, a practice done hundreds of times between them due to boundless experience to escapees. Rhys stood at portico frozen as the Lawrence twins worked seamlessly to recapture their newest victim who had just leapt out the trunk. She had taken off for the woods and nearly all of them did, but the twins were experts with the terrain. 

In no time, they had her again only this time limp and motionless. 

“Damn… this bitch could struggle,” chuckled Jack past his bloodied lip as they both carried her inside to place on the couch of the living, “You might be able to learn a thing or two from her, Rhysie! Liven things up in the bedroom. Know what I mean?” 

“He knows, Jack,” Timothy scowled before they dropped her, “So what now?” 

“Mmm?” 

His younger brother looked ready to kill him while Rhys hid away from them both in the corner with knees against his chest. He still hadn’t accepted their macabre lifestyle. Nor would he ever… but seeing another victim there was hard. Especially when she was actually breathing this time… “Jack. Please tell me you have a plan.” 

Jack seemed to play with the next few words he had in his head as he leaned side to side while spinning his favoritre knife in his hand. 

“Well, TimTams…What if…” But the pure look of dread on Timothy’s face even had Rhys paling. 

“Oh god. No. NO. We talked about this!!”

 Rhys’ attention flitted back to Jack who sighed in return before casually diving the knife into the woman’s chest with a slight pout. 

“I still think Rhysie could’ve used a friend,” he grumbled before walking toward the kitchen with hands stuff into his pockets. 

Timothy was left alone with both the settling corpse as well as Rhys, which he knew Jack had done on purpose. 

“He’s lying, you know.” 

Rhys pulled his legs tighter to himself, avoiding Timothy’s gaze. 

“He’s terrible with sharing. Even with me.” 

While fending off tears he didn’t even think he still had, Rhys’ answer fell from his lips with far more calm than he had in that house for a very long time. 

“I-I know…” he stammered gently, finally accepting his fate. 

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@teapotgroovymagic - I shall do my best!! Thank you so much for your kind words!! *sniffs*

@frog-batter - Ahhhh! So many of you!! Thank you!! ToT Here I thought I had may be two of you that legitimately liked what I had…

I’m so pumped!! Drabble!! Spider Jack x Rhys! For you~! ——————

Rhys never would have seen himself doing this, not even in a million years. He was not only the Handsome Spider’s new socializer (an individual that helped specimens with human interaction as well as maintain eustress levels), but now he was considered an expert with socializing on account of having tamed Jack of all beings. Not that his technique was really all that out of the ordinary. The spider enjoyed having his banana played with and that’s pretty much all he wanted.

Though today was a bit rough on both of them as the tours were cutting into Jack’s mating time which always made the arachnid a bit grumpy. But at least the group following him was far less timid than the last. They really enjoyed walking through the banana spider’s habitat with its citrus grove of massive trees, misty earth, and golden threadwork throughout.

“So as you guys already know. The Handsome Spider is indeed the spliced integration of Handsome Jack’s DNA mixed with that of the genetic material of a banana spider. Banana spiders are very interesting creatures as they are one of the few capable of creating golden threads such as what you see around you,” Rhys explained as he began to walk backwards in order to project his voice better to them.

He noticed one of the younger men raise his hand and pointed in his direction.

“Yes?”

“I was just wondering if the Handsome Spider made that tie you’re wearing. It looks a lot like the webbing here,” replied the socializer-in-training.

Rhys dipped down his head to look at his tie to find the very one that Jack had indeed given him. It was smooth with a glossy aurean shine while embroidered with a large H at the center. He’d never forget that day. The arachnid had been terrible about trying to give him the gift as anxiety had taken him over to lash out instead. But they got through it.

Jack was so massive and powerful that it was hard to not to assume the experiment as purely fearless and without worry. Though on that day? Jack had been worried senseless. It was that day Rhys realized how much terrifying the spider held the thought of rejection. Rhys touched the tie fondly with a gentle nod.

“Yeah. Yeah, he did.”

A few coos from the crowd had him blushing a little as he waved them off dismissively.

“All right, all right. I get it. It’s cute he made me something. But you guys have to recognize that if your specimen gives you something… They’re giving you more than just an item.”

The group grew quiet as they hung on his every word. He was sharing something very important with them and he appreciated that they could tell.

“You’re all they get to see sometimes. Otherwise they’re all alone being pricked with needles and shuffled around for check ups. You’re probably the only gentle thing they see all day, or all week. They know they’re in a cage. It’s our job to make it seem… not as bad. To give them that security that every morning on the dot, you’ll come through that door for them with a smile just for them.”

Rhys reached for his tie again, a sweet reminder, as he grinned back at them.

“And one day they’ll have one just for you. A smile that only you’re allowed to see. A smile they save just for you.”

“Awwww, Rhysie, you’re tugging at my heartstrings over here,” teased a voice from above causing everyone to look up with fright.

The group froze to find the Handsome Spider dangling over them in midair with both pairs of arms crossed.

The auburn haired man gulped as he could tell that the spider was bothered. This was still cutting into his usual mating time and Jack hated having less time for that. Heck, Rhys watched him give up meals just for extra play time.

“Uh… E-Everyone, that’s our Handsome Spider over your heads right now. Please, try not to shout or make any loud noises. One, it’s rude, and two, Jack will tie you up.”

“Oh come on, Rhys! It was funny!”

“Not when he fell into cardiac arrest, Jack,” Rhys retorted gently while walking to the center of the group to ensure the look of mischief growing in the spider’s eyes wouldn’t lead to anything.

“H-Hi, Handsome Spider,” greeted a woman frightfully as she hid behind her friend.

Jack flicked his gaze to her almost dangerously.

“You look like you have a question.” He suddenly dropped on his string but caught himself, his face hovering ever so close to her while her friend leapt away.

As Rhys instructed a thousand times, no one screamed. The woman was frozen where she stood while Jack dangled ominously in front of her, legs moving ever so slow behind him to creep everyone out all the more.

“Well, princess? What’s your question?”

“U-Um…” Realizing she wasn’t dead, the socializer started to calm down, “I-I was wondering… You’re so large. H-How do you and your socializer mate? D-Does he use special toys on you or…?”

Rhys’ mouth fell open just like everyone else in the crowd while Jack’s brows flew up, certainly never having expected that sort of question.    

“Who are you being paired with?” Jack asked back seriously though he was smiling.

“Th-The T-Wasp.”

“Ohhhhh. Mm. Yeah, you’ll be fine. He’s a good guy. A bit of an early finisher, but you should be good. Oh and watch the stinger. He’s jumpy, but he gets over it once he gets to know you,” Jack replied while being… surprisingly helpful to which the woman beamed up at him.

“Th-Thank you!”

“Why are you thanking me? I haven’t even answered your question yet.”

She blinked back at him while Rhys’ eyes widened.

“Jaaack,” he started warningly while lifting his hand up to halt the other from getting any closer.

Not that it mattered, Jack had already spun off his web to land on his feet, quickly making a dash the man.

“Let’s show ‘em how it’s done, Rhysie!”

“No, no, no!!” The socializer for the spider quickly bolted around the tree but it was no use as Jack had already lassoed him, evilly kidnapping him up into the trees.

“Oooh, I like these shorts on you.”

“Jaaaack!”

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HI I JUST WANTED TO TELL YOU THAT YOU'RE WONDERFUL AND I HOPE YOUR DAY IS GREAT AND YOU FIND A 20 ON THE FLOOR

XD Why do I feel like this is handsomepeacock? If not, don’t worry about it, Anon. That just means you’re very sweet and that last bit definitely made me laugh as I considered the weirdest concept of Rhys finding a twenty while walking around with Jack and then waving it suggestively at him. 

Then Jack’s just like, “Cupcake, I cost -way- more than that.” 

Rhys’ face falls as his hand starts to lower, feeling all dejected up until Jack snatches the twenty from him. The CEO pockets it and pins the other man to a nearby column with a greedy smirk. 

“Well, I guess I could give your dumb ass a discount.” 

And of course the other side of my brain is like: BRUH. That’s one HELL of a discount. 

But the other side is like: Yeah, but Jack hasn’t said what he’s gonna DO yet. 

And then: D= He should totally bang his doppleganger while Rhys gets to watch and jerk himself to it!

Aaaand: Uh. No. That’d be like an extra ten bucks. Jack should just blow him. 

2: D=

1: *shrug* 

2: I demand Tim on Jack banging with a side helping of Rhys jerky. 

1: …Wait… Sub!Jack? 

2: D= Is that weird? 

1: =D No. C’mere. Lemmie hug you.

Behold. My writing process. 

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I'm sorry your brain is being a dick, depression is The Worst. I love your writing, it's weird and awesome and perfect and bless you for both creating and sharing that wonderful stuff!

*sniffs* Anoooon! *hugs!* Thank you! 

I don’t know if I’m depressed… I think I just ‘triggered’ at times. It’s kinda weird really. I’m all fine and dandy with life, ever the optimist, until a thirsty guy comes at me… =( Theeen it just makes me fall apart. I look pretty young (almost 6-7 years younger than my actual age) so a lot of younger guys come after me but the thing is… they don’t understand when I say “Let’s take this very, very slowly” that it doesn’t mean by the second hour of our first date to start asking about cuddling and making out. Orrr at the end of a first date to demand a good night kiss. Orrr at the the start of a third to ask me to stay the night. .__. Mind you, I barely know these people. 

Before I used to know people that gave a damn about getting to know the beauty of who I was before deciding if they were genuinely attracted to me or not. Now… Now I feel like I’ve been cursed. 

It’s not a compliment to be chased by the starving. It’s really not… I just get so sad that the pearl of personality that I worked so hard to cultivate into the beauty that it is today just goes unnoticed. But I’m going to keep holding onto this pearl, and I’m going to keep believing that there’s someone out there (male/fem/whatever) that’s going through the same damn thing I am. Someone that’s slow and steady and firmly understands the importance of respecting boundaries over impulsive selfishness. 

It just gets really hard sometimes… 

And if you haven’t already guessed, the Rhysothy I wrote with them volunteering at the animal shelter was a bit of me venting that. Where Timothy feels that no one really sees past the looks and easy going gentleness. They stamp a fantasy on him as The One because he’s hot, kind, and loves animals. But it’s suffocating. Because now you’re a ‘fake’ if you don’t follow the rules of what they’ve imagined you to be.  But a human being is so much more complicated than that. *sigh* 

One day… 

Till then, I shall fill the void with my favorite pastime of writing fics. =) Long vent, but who knows… maybe one of you might understand what I mean. 

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Spider Jack x MissMuffet Rhys NSFW

So... that last answer I gave about being sad actually garnered likes? *sniffs* I’m... I’m really touched guys. Okay so here goes... *pokes fingertips together* I promised a fic so here it is. I just hope it’s um... worthy of the support you’ve given me.  

Anon. Take it. It took considerable bravery to contact me. So here’s my attempt at bravery in return. (Oh god... I don’t wanna click seeennnd! ToT) 

I-I hope everyone else likes it too. T__T 

@jennpy, sooo I ended up actually writing it. *hides* Forgive me. I have no idea why I’m so shy about this story. I just really am. I hope this manages to help you feel better after your tough day at work! xoxox

“Jack, I-I can’t wear this…” Rhys bemoaned through the thin curtain as he examined how high the golden skirt rode up on his hips.

They scarcely concealed his thighs and the crotch coverage was virtually nonexistent. His thighs squeezed together with unease as he wondered if maybe closing them while walking might help, but the cool breeze that managed to caress his ass spoke otherwise. He shivered at nature’s coping a feel before reaching back to drag the skirt that down way.

No dice. No matter what he tried, Rhys couldn’t veil any more skin than what the outfit was willing to… which was seemingly almost nothing.

The spider could be heard impatiently scuttling just outside the draping silk curtain that separated the two of them. Rhys paused just behind it, watching the massive arachnid’s silhouette leaning side to side on his pointed legs. Jack was desperate for a peek, but the other’s threats were the only thing keeping him at bay. It helped the younger man crack a bit of a smile at how anxious his partner was to see him, but he was still more than just a little embarrassed.

“You can, Rhysie,” the spider urged while needily tugging at the petulant golden curtain that separated them, “Just trust me on this one, pumpkin. No one’s gonna see ya but me anyway.”

“I-Ah! J-Jaaack!!” whined the virgin crossdresser as he tried to hide himself using the very curtain Jack was now peeling away, “Stoooop! I’m not ready!”  

The specimen gave him no chance as his powerful claws hurled away the obstructive fabric before he feasted his eyes on his greatest creation yet: his Little Miss Muffet. Jack had to admit, he really produced some phenomenal work. Sure it was all golden, but it seemed perfect for Rhys anyway.

“S-See… I told you… I can’t wear it…” the auburn haired man tried to hide himself away, tugging at the skirt feebly.

“And why is that, sweetheart?” Jack inquired while licking his lips tantalizingly with a hunger he was sure to soon sate.

While consumed with self-loathing, Rhys had no idea how appetizing he appeared to his arachnid boyfriend, which was fine. The spider was certainly going to gobble him up and he had just the place in mind.

Rubbing his robotic arm nervously, the auburn haired man kept his gaze glued to the misty earth. At least he didn’t have to worry about the Handsome Spider seeing him in heels. The mist was a little too tall for that. Though he felt ridiculous anyway by having Jack’s eyes on him so hard. He was sure Jack thought the outfit looked terrible which explained the experiment’s line of questioning.

“I… I uh… I’m too tall,” he answered back glumly like a despondent employee.

Typically Rhys’ height was an improvement but it still had its drawbacks. Finding decent clothing that didn’t make him appear lanky was always one of those drawbacks. He only wondered why the hybrid hadn’t made the clothing longer considering that Jack had Rhys’ sizes memorized.

“Too tall, huh?” mused the Handsome Spider as he neared ever so slowly with a predatory glint in his eye.

“Y-Yeah... “ Rhys answered with a small shrug whilst still looking down, not yet having sensed the other’s deep lust.

“You sure?”

Rhys readied a reply but Jack had already hauled him up with ease in all four of his long arms. With bare legs and bright aurean heels kicking at the air, Rhys naturally struggled in his surprise.

“H-Hey! Jack, where are we-” He was silenced by a bruising kiss as he felt Jack moving them to a new location.

A claw buried within his hair kept him from escaping the intensity of Jack’s tongue invading his mouth while two more stole at his legs to keep him from writhing away. Jack’s body continued shifting, indicating movement, while Rhys’ legs were guided around the arachnid’s muscular waist. Without any indication, Rhys felt his entire form jerk as the spider suddenly jumped, deftly landing sideways on of one of his favorite banana trees.  

“Mmm?!” Rhys instinctively grabbed for the other man’s torso as he feared himself falling while Jack calmly strolled with his new mate against gravity as if it were no big deal.  

He mentally kicked himself as he accidentally clamped down teeth, biting the spider by mistake and earning a quick growl while claws threatened to dig into him. Rhys shut his eyes, terrified for what was about to come next, always remembering that Jack’s more feral side could appear at any given time.

Instead, Jack withdrew from tongue fucking his mate to gently touch his bruising tongue with wonder. He seemed perplexed by the attack but still very much in heat.

“Rhysie, I didn’t know you had it in you,” mused the spider with a slight smirk before pressing their foreheads together while pulling the trembling man closer.

“Little Miss Muffet…” purred Jack as he already proceeded to prep the man by feeling him up every which way, “I’ve been waiting so long to meet you…”  

The ebony claws drifted up Rhys’ back, trailing down dangerously with the sharp tips before gliding back along his sides. Rhys arched to the touch yet couldn’t understand what had actually set Jack off to be so heavily attracted.  

“Jack! A-Ah!”

“Remember the rhyme?”

The sultry outfit allowed for ease of access nearly everywhere and it was thin enough for Rhys to feel him no matter what he did. His breathing was already quickening with Jack’s soft huffs which was incredible. It was rare for Jack to get so excited so early in. The way his claws kept pinching at the costume left Rhys’ face growing hot again.

“It’s like fate, wouldn’t you agree?”

He wasn’t really sure what to answer as he quickly recognized that Jack was trying to roleplay with him. It was kind of cute… aside from the whole being thoroughly molested part as he felt Jack’s claws already suggestively pulling at his ass, purposefully kneading him.

“Little Miss Muffet,” Jack stated with a deeper, more sensual tone as he licked Rhys’ lips to regain the other’s attention.

Their eyes were locked onto one another with hardly any distance between them. Rhys drowned in Jack’s eyes no matter how many times he saw them and this was no different.

“Sat on her tuffet…”

Rhys whined his boyfriend’s name as he was forced to let go, brutally turned around, only to find himself now seated carefully over Jack’s freed member. He hadn’t even heard the black exoskeleton plates shift apart... He shivered as he felt the heat of the spider’s lewd cock press against the matching silk panties Jack had made personally for him to wear.

“Th-This is my t-tuffet?” he inquired, still at a loss for how to be ‘Miss Muffet’ but he was damn well going to try.

Especially for a cock that big and wanting… The rising steam caressed at his thighs tauntingly while Jack’s precum gleamed proudly around his towering arousal. Rhys’ hips twitched with anticipation for getting to sit on his newfound ‘tuffet.’

“Mmhmm…” hummed Jack in agreement as he nuzzled his flushed prey happily, “Know the rest, Rhysie?”

“U-Uh…” Rhys was a bit more distracted at the pressure being placed at the base of his cock as Jack pressed them together, “Nnngh… J-Jack…”

Couldn’t they just fuck already? Rhys tried to move his hips to incite the sexy specimen to simply end the rhyming charade and dive into the ramming him bits but Jack held him tightly to his spot.

“Hmmm?” goaded the spider with a sensual lick along his throat, “How does it go, pumpkin? You sound like you have an answer.”

A trail of nips and kisses traveled Rhys’ jawline which caused the other to quiver with growing pleasure. Jack wasn’t going to stop teasing unless he finished the rhyme, so he racked his distracted mind as best he could to remember it. His cock pressed pleadingly against the silken fabric of his panties, pleading for attention which he wouldn’t get until he quoted the rest of the nursery rhyme.

“E-eating her curds and whey-Mmmm…” Rhys melted as Jack forced his tongue down his throat. His body trembled beneath the quad of claws that had him in their fondling grasp.

Jack growled appreciatively as he carefully reached inside Rhys with a single well lubricated claw. To his delight, his boyfriend had already pre-lubed himself prior to coming. The little slut. But at least Rhys had grown more accustomed to knowing exactly what was going to happen each and every time they met.

The Handsome Spider felt a swell a pride inflate his cock to its full girth as the bumps that lines his length protruded out with greater roughness than before. Oh, Rhys was in for a real treat. His wonderfully bumped dick twitched aggressively between his lover’s legs, desperate to sheath itself in his sex fantasy, but the horny arachnid restrained himself just to extend hearing the defenseless mewling of his partner.

Pulling back, he allowed the young man some air, noting the utterly wrecked look that already adorned Rhys’ face. Hair a total mess, cheeks in a deep flush, and all while his eyes seemed a little lost. Ohhh, Jack couldn’t wait to rail his Miss Muffet out.

“What’s the rest, cupcake?” he inquired with mock innocence though his voice wavered a slightly with growing loss of control.

“Th-The… Oh the rest.. U-Um,” Rhys tried to find his own head but found it difficult to speak as Jack continued stroking their cocks together through slippery silk, “A-Ahn-Along c-came aaAAhh spi-spi-Ah!-spider… Wh-Who sa-AAH-saat down be-beside her!”

Rhys gasped with a yelp as he was suddenly thrown without warning onto Jack’s notorious fuck-web. He instinctively placed out his hands which were the first to get caught along with his knees. The spider had perfectly calculated it out. He shuddered as he could feel Jack hastily kneeling down, taking Rhys’ bruised hips within his powerful claws.

“Aaaaaand?” incited the arachnid as his claws dug threateningly into the man’s hips while leaning down to purr into the golden fabric that draped across Rhys’ back.

“A-And…” He gave a shuddering breath as he tried not to shake too much. “And scared Little Miss M-Muffet away…”

Jack snorted disapprovingly, squeezing Rhys hard with his claws as punishment. The other man cried out from pain, left to a mere whimper as the spider massaged at the smarting injury he caused. A few blood marks were left here and there but the man would heal.

“You sure about that, Rhys?” the sly arachnid asked in return with a growing smirk brimming with lust, “I think we’ve heard two different versions.”

“Wh-What?”

There was no ‘other version.’ Not that Rhys knew about. Had he messed up? He bit his lip with fear. Was he going to be punished again? He reddened more as his restrained cock bounced with excitement at the thought while awaiting the mysterious Handsome Spider’s reply.

“You see. The one I’ve heard, and like very much, goes a bit differently... “ Jack aligned the head of his cock to Rhys’ tight ring as one of his claws gladly gave him a generous slap on the ass.

“Nnngh!” Rhys heaved forward only to get pulled back again as Jack gripped his hair, yanking him back aggressively into a forced arch while the golden webbing stretched beneath him.

“It goes, ‘Along came a spider…’” he quoted with an animalistic growl as he quickly  shoved himself within the glorious tight heat.

Both men moaned out yet Rhys was especially affected as his walls clamped onto Jack with a need that only suited to turn the spider on even more.

“Who started to ride her.”

His specialized dick rubbed Rhys in all the right places as the spider torturously chose to slide in and out using the barest of thrusts just to toy at his prey’s sweet spots. Watching the way his Miss Muffet became a quivering gelatinous mess with such small movements was absolutely invigorating. Eventually the spider simply couldn’t take it anymore, wanting more, wanting to completely demolished Miss Muffet with a belly full of cum. The image alone pushed Jack’s thrusts to hasten, his claws gripping down on Rhys harder than before to keep him from moving despite the web already having assured that.

“Ahhh! J-Jack, g-god! Sl-Slow down!” Rhys ended up grasping at the golden threads beneath him even tighter as his partner already began to thrust wildly into him, “I-I can’t-! You’re too-!”

It was a struggle to take so much of him so quickly but his body had no choice but to adjust as his walls were viciously pounded into submission. The spider provided no mercy as he used Rhys has his precious living fleshlight, trapped helplessly within his glimmering web.

“Jack, please!”   

“And that’s how they spent their day,” finished Jack with a snarl as his hips increased the tempo to something far more dark and carnal.

“Whaddya think, pumpkin? Like that version better?” groaned the arachnid into the ear of his already broken partner, hands still providing their usual spoiling of Rhys’ most sensitive areas.    

The cries of pain had quickly morphed into that mindless ecstasy as he went from hesitant prey to absolute cock-loving harlot mode. The specimen growled into Rhys’ exposed shoulder, the outfit already slipping away, before biting down.

“Y-Yes!! God yes!! Please! D-Don’t stop, Jack!” wept the other as he allowed his hole to be utterly abused by the lust-filled creature behind him.

“Mmm. Anything for you, Miss Muffet,” Jack purred, licking up blood, as he forced Rhys’ hips to meet his own to pick up speed, “You dirty, dirty girl. Ooh, so nice and tight for me. I bet you’ve been dreaming about this all day, haven’t you? Who’s a naughty girl? Tell me or I’ll stop!”

“Nngh! N-No! I-I mean y-yes! Ah-ah! Mmm! I’m a n-naughty g-girl! I’m a naughty girl!” he cried back to keep the spider from slowing down while feeling himself go rigid the second Jack’s claw grasped him. 

“Here you are, coming up to MY tree to eat your little curds and whey, but we both know what you’re really up to, you little sneak.” 

“I-I’m not up to anything!” panted the other breathlessly as he tried wriggled only to earn a delighted moan from his partner. 

He was really getting into character and Jack loved every second of it. 

“Oh really? Do you dress this slutty for all the boys in town too? Or wait, lemmie guess, none of them can even satisfy you can they, Miss Muffet? All you can imagine is having a real dick inside you. Just... Like... This!” 

“Th-That’s... That’s not tr-true!” 

“Ohhhh but it is, sweetheart! You’re taking me all in. Nnngh... Fuck, do your parents even know how hot you get for cock? Ooh, that’s an idea. What if I tell them all about how you mounted this spider’s dick oh-so-willingly? Mmm, the townsfolk would definitely have something to talk about it.” 

“Pl-Please d-Ahhh-ahhhh-ah-ah-ah...” Rhys went rigid again, twitching upwards while Jack contentedly continued thrusting past his tighenting walls with a cruel smirk. 

“Oh, was that a ‘please do?’ Oh Miss Muffet, how so very bold of you.” 

“N-No... I c-can’t... Th-This is too much...” Rhys was already feeling spent but he could already tell that the spider was doing a hell of a job holding back his own orgasm. “J-Jack please...” 

“As if I’d fall for those crocodile tears,” the arachnid replied while tearing him free from the webbing only to ensnare him with his arms to create a new position. 

“I can’t take anymore!” 

“Ohhh, but you can, Miss Muffet,” Jack purred which was quickly followed by a dangerous growl, “and you will.” 

After hours spent of being the tormented fairy tale character, Rhys’s body felt like jello and the spider’s limbs were the only thing giving him support, unless he counted the enormous cock inside him too. Parts of him were bruised, bitten, and sore but it’d been worth it for the final result.  

He immediately shuddered as he felt Jack’s hot seed fill his insides, overflowing him to the point of dribbling out even before the spider pulled himself free. Gritting his teeth, the swelling of his stomach was always a pain. But because he knew how much his arachnid loved it, Rhys endured the inflation of his insides while Jack wearily produced his concluding thrusts.

Finally the Handsome Spider was spent...

“Baaabe, you didn’t tell me…” came the spider’s surprising whine in between pants as one of his claws felt for Rhys’ spent member, somehow still trapped within the now thoroughly soiled panties.

Rhys shivered a little but he mostly felt really sore at the contact. A soft chuckle escaped him past his heavy breathing and burning throat.

“I’m sorry… I got distracted again…”

“You came a lot. Did I overdo it again?” Jack inquired with more mischief in his voice than an apology, “How many times do you think it was this time?”

“...Twice?” Rhys replied with a pretend shrug of nonchalance, “Or maybe just once? I think it was once. You might wanna up your game there, Jack.”

The arachnid snorted while pulling out of the auburn haired man as ‘punishment’ all while knowing full well that Rhys was messing with him. Obviously that number was much higher. They’d been going at it for so long that it was already becoming night within the habitat. The temperatures were dropping and Rhys could already feel bumps forming on his skin thanks to all the cum and after-sex sweat.

Without having to say anything, Jack was already cutting him away and carrying him along to the non sticky portion of his web. He set his ruined Miss Muffet down with an approving smirk.

“I didn’t know you had a Miss Muffet kink…” Rhys panted against the web, collecting himself while his spider nestled beside him.

Both of them were a clear mess, but Jack still purred down at his debauched fairy tale fantasy, dotingly petting him for a fuck well done.

“Might wanna keep that outfit, Rhys. I get the feeling that it’s gonna get used a lot.”

Seriously. This was never meant to be posted. EVER. 

Oh god. *hides* It was just supposed to be emaaaailllled… To Jeeeennnn… and never spoken of ever agaaaaaiiiin… *more digging to hide away forever* 

Ahhhhhhh. I just looked at the word cooooouuunt! >o< *finds bomb shelter with rations*