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It was only a matter of time before I started drawing Lewds of Patton's skirt pic. He really be like oh noo ;)) I hope no one saw me trip ;)) oh silly me, I forgot something pretty important ;))

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Can I get something with trans Remus?

ofc,

Explicit Content; 18+ ONLY. Minors do not interact with my blog!

Ship: Intrulogical

Word Count: 1244

Notes: Trans male character, references to a trans man’s genitals as “cunt, clit,” etc.

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thinking about rem sucking lo off, being a good boy. Lo says "how is it baby?" and rem makes a low groan noise, only for lo to thrust deeper into his mouth and say "I can't hear you when you talk with your mouth full." and remus' eyes roll back in his head out of pleasure

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Back at it again but now with intrulogical for the soul uwu

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#hot

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Prompts are open? Could I request Patton and Janus with Patton topping (dom is optional) and wearing Janus' hat, possibly teasing him? Like calling him cute and praising him til he's totally flustered. -dv

Not exactly the praises described as I forgot to use a reference (😳) but I hope you like them! Please reblog the version with the link!

#OP...... IM 🥰💖🥺😳💜

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Punished Baby Boys - Loginceit

Summary: Roman coaxes Logan into having some fun without their daddy there which only leads them into trouble when Janus returns and punishes the both of them in their own ways.

A/N: thanks again to @elementary-my-dear-daddy for commissioning another piece! I really enjoyed this, hit my up if you’re interested in a commission (I do more than smut and am willing to expand my writing horizons for you!). Also, my commissions are still open, feel free to DM me if you’re interested (I will write almost anything so don’t be shy)

Warnings: daddy kink, dom/sub dynamics, frottage, teasing, bondage, degradation, punishments, voyeurism, begging, rough sex, coming untouched, blow job

Word count: 1,500

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Roman is full of ideas and convincing charm which always ends in disaster for both himself and Logan when Janus is absent – and occasionally when Janus is present. And their daddy is more often than not displeased with his little boys’ actions, easily dealing out punishments and the rare reward, typically when Logan had resisted Roman’s advances.

But Roman knows just what he’s doing. And Logan can’t help succumbing to Roman’s coaxing.

Roman pulling him none too gently into their bedroom and against those soft sheets. Those gentle kisses against his skin slowly turning into teasing bites. And those big, calloused hands inching under his shirt, then daring to wander under the waistband of his trousers.

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Wanting and Needing - Logince

Summary: Roman is a tease and a flirt, but Logan never thought he would be the Spanish teacher’s type. Oh how wrong he was. He has never been so happy to be wrong in his life.

Warnings: semi-public sex, sex in a classroom, use of the word ‘cunt’ in reference to a trans guy’s genitalia, fingering, oral sex, slight body worship, (unprotected) vaginal sex, complicated feelings, sexual tension

Word count: 2,400

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This is not how Logan wished to spend his last weeks of the term. Having gotten most of his paperwork done, assignments graded and handed back to the students it had been productive, and he had only two encounters this week with that egotistical Spanish teacher Mr Pearce who thought that the very sun shone out of his ass. It’s not that Logan cannot ignore him or simply move on like some of the other staff do, those of whom don’t mind overlooking his brash personality in favour of his good looks and charm – and Logan admits he did throw him with both of those traits when he first saw him. A few nights the other wandering into his thoughts and his dreams which ended with his hand down his pants.

Logan shakes his head of thoughts of the other teacher, his red pen making an unintentional scratch on the paper in front of him and he hisses out a curse. He ignores the want to rub his tired eyes, stretch his weary bones, and maybe wander down the hall to the toilets. He is very guilty of overworking himself.

“Still catching up on some paperwork I see, Mr Williams.”

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30 Day NSFW Challenge. Day 20: Your Own Kink: Virginity + Squirting - Logince

Summary: Logan has never wanted anyone before, but now he wants Roman so much, more than he can explain, and Roman is happy to take him, show him, explore him.

Warnings: loss of virginity, first time, use of the word ‘cunt’ in reference to a trans guy’s genitalia, fingering, squirting

Word count: 1,800

<- Day 19   Day 21 ->

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Logan had never been touched down there. Ever. Not by himself, well, not in that manner, sure, to clean and dress but never anything else. He never felt the need to. And certainly not by anyone else. He had never wanted to be touched by anyone else. Even the slight hugs and gentle pats on the back or ruffles of his hair by friends made him feel uncomfortable at times.

But, oh, Roman made him feel. He made him feel so much. Like his blood was pure adrenaline. Like his heart could stop any moment. Like his hands burned their print onto Logan’s skin.

He had never wanted someone to touch him down there more than Roman.

But Roman is suave, romantic, experienced. And Logan is… none of those things. Boring, nerdy, inexperienced.

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#god thats NICE op

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Ugh okay. So my art keeps getting flagged even tho there arent any immediately visible `°*~female presenting nipples~°*` or genitals like?? Anyways reminder that I post all my stuff on discord now so join here if you want.

Do not join if you are under 18 or if you ship r3mr0m. Just like read the rules and be a good person geez

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Prompt: “H-Hold on, hold on, stop walking, I-I’m gonna have an accident.” Logan to Remus. Maybe they're on a walk, and they're just about to get inside. Keeping it safe so its not a kink brought into public ✌

Summary: Remus takes Logan for a walk knowing he’s desperate and has been for a while, it’s fun and kinky until Logan’s far to desperate to even make it home. He bursts as soon as he gets home and Remus finds it so very hot.

Warnings: omorashi/wetting, holding/desperation, minor kink in public, frottage/grinding, coming in pants, minor embarrassment

Word count: 2,000

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Logan had foolishly agreed to his boyfriend’s idea. Keeping himself well hydrated throughout the day, even more so than usual, watching as Remus watches him out of the corner of his eye. It’s been a few hours since lunch, and he’s been holding since morning, letting Remus pour him drinks of juice on the too hot day as they consumed their sandwiches. Now Logan can feel the weight on his bladder, one hand cupping his lower stomach as he scrolls mindlessly on his phone whilst he’s on the couch, waiting for whatever Remus is doing in their bedroom.

Except Remus comes into the living room with a jacket and shoes on and… another two bottles of water in his hand.

“Think fast!” he shouts, throwing one of the bottles at his boyfriend.

Logan fumbles but manages to awkwardly catch the cool bottle between his hand and phone, only mildly cursing before he looks back to his boyfriend with a confused expression.

“We’re going on a walk!”

With that Remus grabs Logan’s shoes and tosses them in front of him, grabbing Logan’s own jacket before opening the door and gesturing for his boyfriend to follow. Logan doesn’t have time to complain that this is far too spontaneous, and his bladder is far too full for exercise and more water! He tugs on his shoes, makes sure his outfit is presentable, shoves his phone in his back pocket before catching up with his boyfriend. He takes his jacket off Remus as the other closes and locks their door, pulling that on over his checked shirt.

They easily start walking towards their local park, Remus excitedly explaining that it’s supposed to rain later on, how he hopes it’ll storm; he loves the thunder and don’t even get him started on the lightening. His fingers interlace with Logan’s own, just barely dragging his boyfriend along with him, completely ignoring the fact Logan is desperate to pee.

“Remus,” he says finally, fingers squeezing around the water bottle, looking anywhere but the people around them, his voice dropping to a whisper, “I need to go.”

Remus puts on his best confused face and asks, “need to go where? We just got here.”

Logan flushes out of embarrassment but a little out of arousal and anticipation, “I need to pee,” he whispers, dragging Remus in closer, two could play at this little game, “I’m super desperate, I don’t know if I’ll even make it home, I might piss myself right here, in front of all these people.”

He won’t, he’s not that bad yet, if he ever got that desperate, he’d say his safe word and Remus would do anything in his power to relieve him somewhere less public (not like that!)

But it’s gorgeous watching Remus flush much the same as himself, swallowing visibly at the words that are pretty much their dirty talk and foreplay rolled into one. And Remus’ piss kink is something he adores taking advantage of and, well, he’d be lying if he said he isn’t into it himself now.

“Well, that would be a shame for you wouldn’t it? Imagine everyone looking at you with pity, shame the poor boy couldn’t hold it, how embarrassing and childish, maybe they’d think you belong in diapers.”

Logan almost pouts at Remus’ reply, he knows he’d be embarrassed at a visibly public wetting but the idea of it is enough to make Logan’s cock vaguely interested.

“Shut up,” he merely mutters in response, taking the lead in walking them around the park.

“Oh! Don’t forget to drink up, babe!” Remus so happily supplies, that teasing smirk on his face, as if he’s trying his hardest to be the outwardly helpful boyfriend but he knows what he’s doing. Playfully drinking his own water like the tease he is.

But not one to be defeated Logan uncaps the bottle and take a large swig, holding back a cringe at the pang in his bladder, the quick walking doing nothing but agitate him more.

Remus seems to drop it for now, leading Logan around the park as he continues his discussion about how gross and interesting nature is, and Logan finds himself lost in the conversation, absentmindedly drinking the water, finding himself thirsty from all the walking when they find a bench to sit down on. And Remus so sweetly leans against him, having the audacity to then pass him his own partially drunk from water bottle and whispers, “here, have mine.”

It’s more a suggestion than a command but Logan obeys it anyway, throwing away his own empty bottle and sipping Remus’ and then throwing that one when he finishes it. They just sit there, enjoying the nature of the world and each other. But Logan’s can’t ignore the pressing of the waistband of his trousers into his bladder, shifting ever so slightly in his chair, and crossing then uncrossing his legs.

“Desperate?” Remus asks, voice that little bit gentler yet still teasing.

“Yes,” he hisses out, glaring just a little at his boyfriend.

“Enough to head home?”

Logan really thinks about it, he could let Remus drag him around the park some more but then he might come close to having a real accident and he doesn’t want that no matter how many times they both fantasise and tease about it.

He nods, “please, Rem.”

“Okay, love,” Remus says so easily, getting himself to his feet before offering a hand to Logan who all but curves in on himself in desperation, audibly gasping as he leaks into his underwear, just praying it doesn’t seep through to his jeans too much.

“Lo?” Remus asks, voice full of pure concern now.

But Logan just shrugs off his moment of desperation and smiles a little shyly, “I need to get home now,” he lowers his voice further, “I just leaked.”

Remus’ eyes go wide, then he looks around them checking to see if anyone is looking and when he’s sure they’re not he kisses Logan, hot and heavy and far too inappropriate for public. It makes Logan a little breathless at the need and passion in the kiss and he can’t help but bury his fingers in Remus’ hair for a moment before letting go and pulling away.

“Home. Now.” His words seem to go straight to Remus’ brain as he takes Logan’s hand again and drags him along with him. Logan would deny the squeak that came out of him at the sudden pull and the spurt of pee that escaped him.

“Remus!” He warns, hurrying to keep up with his impatient boyfriend’s steps, praying to any and all gods out there that the vicious movements don’t cause him to let go completely.

They barely let up as they leave the park, only settling into a slower walk when they get to a few streets away from their house, Remus purposefully stalling them to further tease his poor, desperate boyfriend.

“Slow down, Lo,” he says, pulling Logan back by his hand, “there’s no rush.”

Logan begs to differ, he goes to protest but he leaks a good bit into his underwear and he knows it’s seeped through his jeans now, he doesn’t even look to see if anyone’s close before shoving his free hand between his thighs.

“Fuck you,” he whispers, regaining some of his composure and giving Remus a glare who at least looks a little sheepish.

“Maybe later,” he still replies with a cheesy wink. And Logan cannot find it in him to even roll his eyes, instead taking off and letting Remus stumble this time to keep up with him.

They’re almost right outside their house, so close, when it hits him that he might not make it. He starts peeing and immediately stands still, his jeans dampening and darkening.

“H-Hold on, hold on,” Logan stutters out, his face bright red, doubled over in that pleasurable pain, “stop walking, I-I’m going to have an accident.”

And Remus is instantly in front of him, shielding him from anyone’s view and a mere comforting presence, his hands on Logan’s biceps.

“Lo,” he starts, gentle and soft, worried that he’s pushed things too far this time.

But Logan’s hands are on him, fisting in his jacket, gritting out, “open the fucking door.”

Remus does not need to be told twice, partially dragging Logan’s with him the small way to their front door and swinging it open. Logan stumbles in and Remus wastes no time slamming the door shut.

He spins around to check if his boyfriend is okay only to watch as Logan falls apart beautifully in front of him. Piss dripping down audibly onto their hardwood flooring, blue jeans darkening as it dribbles down his thighs and legs, into his socks and shoes (that he’ll be annoyed at later on). But his face, oh, his face is one of pure bliss, pure pleasure and relief, and Remus is certain he’s sporting an unconcealable hard on. Logan’s eyes are closed, squeezed tight, and his hands balled up into fists at his sides, stopping himself from touching himself in one way or another.

And all Remus wants to do is have him close to him, so, he walks over and drags Logan close to him. Those eyes opening, all foggy and clouded, gazing up at him with tired pleasure, and Remus is sure he is never going to be sick of that sight.

“Was that too much?” He asks despite both of their obvious arousals; Remus fights the urge to grind and rut against the other until they are both coming in their pants like teenagers.

“No, it was… intense, but I enjoyed it… thoroughly,” Logan says, breaths coming out in pants, Logan’s hands come to cup Remus’ face, “I really, really enjoyed it, I am enjoying it. Now please, Remus, touch me.”

Now that is a command Remus can obey. He gladly grabs hold of Logan’s hips, grinding their crotches together, savouring the soft moans and groans, he’s no better himself, noises escaping him shamelessly as he feels the wetness seep through his own clothing and the warmth of Logan’s body. He easily slips a thigh between Logan’s legs like he’s done a million times, and Logan’s body caves again for entirely different reasons.

They rut against each other like it’s their first time, mouths connecting only to disconnect and breathe each other’s name between them, eager as ever to explore and ruin each other (despite how already ruined they are). Logan’s hands are in his hair, tugging ever so slightly to bring him closer into another kiss, and Remus lets his wander just under his shirt, grinding his own hard cock against Logan’s hip.

He can tell exactly when Logan’s comes, his body shivering against Remus’ touch, his mouth lazy as he attempts to kiss back so Remus breaks the kiss, grinding pathetically into Logan as the other whimpers out his name. His nails dig into his scalp and that does it for him, coming into his own ruined pants, hips stuttering against the already lax Logan, in his post-orgasmic haze which is beautiful in its own right to Remus.

“How we feelin’, Lo?” he asks after a moment, thumbing at Logan’s bare skin at his waist, watching as his boyfriend blinks and comes back to himself.

“Wet, tired, but good,” Logan mutters, voice no louder than a whisper, and Remus is so lovestruck in the moment that it shocks him a little.

“Bath time?” he proposes, knowing some warm water, bubbles, and a lay down will relax his boyfriend from his desperation and orgasm.

“That would be nice,” Logan says, pressing the softest kiss to Remus’ cheeks, his fingers massaging his scalp he abused earlier, “maybe put the laundry on first.”

Even post-orgasm he’s more level-headed than Remus ever will be. But he won’t deny the chance to undress his boyfriend.

“Okay, love,” he says, kissing Logan’s forehead. He makes a mental note that he ‘owes’ Logan an indulgence in one of his own kinks.

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just thinking about ... Remus rubbing Logan through his pants as Logan pants and squirms and tenses his thighs together. And Remus licks and bites at his neck while he teases him. And Logan is squirming because he has to go and Remus knows that and teases him even further, taunting him with words like "You can't hold it? How embarassing..." And Logan's face flushes in a good way, in the best way really, and he whines as he leaks and... just.... yeah

#re #l #mine #uhh #nsfs #not safe for sanders #omo #piss #yeah dont @ me

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I Don’t Care If Heaven Won’t Take Me Back

This work is a part of @sanderssidessmutmonth ! Remus Week Day Two, Free Day!

Content: Angel/Demon AU, corruption, fingering, rimming, first time, hemipenis, riding

Pairing: Dukeceit

Word Count: 4349

Tags: @xpouii @sanderssidesnsfw @ashensanity

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#re #j #d

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Remus likes being fucked face down ass up, especially when his partner pulls at his hair and presses his face into the floor.

#i just... fuck him anywhere. he will beg for you to take him any where #re #ambiguous relationship

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Eye,. Am just saying.

@trashsinsunrelenting

#shitty 7 min sketch #l #my art #mine #art #uhh #yeah

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Playtime

This work is part of @sanderssidessmutmonth ! Virgil Week Day One, Solo.

Content: masturbation, sex toys, tentacle sex

Pairing: None, Implied Dukexiety, Implied Prinxiety, Implied Analogical, Implied Moxiety, Implied Anxceit

Word Count: 1329

Link to A03: Click.

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build our altar here

“-And I think I want you to tie me up,” Roman blurted.

Virgil took a sudden, sharp inhale in the silence.

“You think, or you know?”

Pairing: romantic LAMP

Word count: 5065

Warnings: kink negotiation, bondage, edging, voyeurism/exhibitionism, something that might be mild subdrop (I don’t think it is but i’m no expert and would rather err on the side of caution)

Notes: part of my Love and Other Fairytales verse (which you can find over on my main sanders sides blog @tulipscomeinallsortsofcolors but honestly if you just want Roman-centric LAMP smut you probably don’t need to read the rest of it lol) and takes place the summer between Logan graduating high school and going to college (so a year and some change after the main story)

the title is from Bedroom Hymns by Florence + The Machine

and thank you to @trivia-goddess for beta-reading! your skills are appreciated and your commentary utterly delightful

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Logan is a good boy.

Solo, omorashi [FULL PIC HERE]