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lovingcare-1210pro · 1 year
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Darling Sloths
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michellemisfit · 1 year
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Why did no one remind me that attending drawing sessions while in Cumbria is basically impossible, as firelight is NOT an ideal light source for drawing….🤦
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Damn those sloths were cute though! One of them yawned and I almost died!!
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Check out the Jaguar Rescue Centre and the amazing work they do in Costa Rica
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without-ado · 3 months
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How to weigh baby animals
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intotheelliwoods · 6 months
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Me slowly filling your inbox with art >:3
YELLS AT YOU!!!!!
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safe-haven-safe-place · 4 months
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“Reggae, a rescued three-fingered sloth being cared for @toucanrescueranch enjoying a yummy snack bigger than him!”
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mochisquish · 10 months
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terebelli · 1 month
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slothspaghettiwrites · 8 months
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For my sugar baby!ransom peeps:
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Big Bills Get My Attention
Warnings: ass/anal play (eating), teasing, dirty talk, power exchange dynamic, sugar relationship, slight degradation, ransom in a thong, semi risky/public setting, keeping the boss busy while on a conference call, no editing
A/N: credit to @howdoyousleep3 (edit bestie I can't recall why I've credited you but honestly, it's deserved.)
The message from an hour ago burns in his thoughts as he showers.
My office, 7:30. Wear the blue if you wanna earn that ski trip.
The blue one. Shit. What are you going to do to him? His cock chubs up even as he thoroughly cleans up after his intense work out of the club. Ransom ignores it. Focus is key if he is going to make it to your office in time.
If you were planning to work so late that he had to go to your office for this, it meant you were stressed. It meant being on his best fucking behaviour because you always knew, by some fucking bullshit, if he took the edge off before seeing you. He wanted the night to end with him cumming across your desk, or god with his cum ruining your trousers.
You've ruined his slacks enough time, maybe tonight he'll finally get to return the favour.
He finishes up quickly, goes through his standard skincare routine even though he will have to do it again after your session, and gets dressed. The blue thong is snug against his crotch and he swears to himself the entire drive into the city that he only fucking wears them because it makes you more generous. It has nothing to do with how the string splits his ass cheeks right in two, the tantalising feeling that has him shifting in the seat of his beemer.
He parks in the garage under the building and pulls his security card from the glove box. The security guard nods at him as he swipes through, and he swipes it again in the lift to get to your floor. The lights are dimmed and your assistant has already gone home as well. You prepared for this session as well then.
The door to your office is open. Ransom takes a steadying breath. Ski trip, long weekend with the boys, fucking some snow bunnies. He focuses on the important things as he steps into your room.
But the air is knocked out of his lungs anyway.
You sit behind your desk, jacket off and the buttons of shirt undone to the centre of your chest. It shouldn't be so fucking hot to see you like this. You look like a regular person, but the power you possess goes right to his cock anyway.
"Strip." You don't even look at him when you bark the command. "You're 10 minutes late, Hugh."
Fucking traffic. He busted his balls to get over here. Ransom removes all his clothes except the thong while you clear a space on your desk. When you finally look at him you give him an appraising look, one that doesn't give away if you're pleased with how he looks. His chest tightens when you raise an eyebrow at him.
"What do you say?"
"I'm sorry, Daddy."
"Good boy," you hum. "Now get that pretty body over here. Want to look at your ass while I have listen to this fucking board meeting."
Thank fuck. Ransom walks over to your desk and grab hold of his hips. Your fingers dig into the meat of him, forcing him to bite his tongue to stay quiet. The inspection of him continues, your eyes assessing quickly, your hand moving to cup his bulge through the lacy material of his panties. The longer this goes on, the more his cock chubs up. You kiss it before turning in around and bending him over your desk.
With his ass directly in your face, he is goddamn happy he started taking waxing seriously. The feel of your hand running over his smooth skin sends pleasure up his spine and straight back to his cock. Your desk is cold on his skin as he settles in.
"Don't make a sound," you say before the familiar chatter of the video call comes on.
Ransom settles in, crossing his arms under his head. He's not concerned about being seen, your camera is off the moment you say your greetings. Voices drone on, discussing shit that maybe he should care about if he took his fake contractor role seriously, but he doesn't.
They don't pay his bills. They don't give him black cards to private clubs or make sure he gets tables at restaurants, you do. So he focuses on the tease of your hand. The way your fingers scrape across his low back, your thumb rubbing circles into his ass cheek. He sighs, if this is all it takes to get a ski trip paid, for he could die a happy man.
It's only when your mouth touches his skin that makes any complaint.
"Jesus," he hisses.
The hard pinch on his ass is the only warning he gets before you are speaking again to the directors. You say something about moving some shit to next quarter, then your mouth is back on him.
You place open mouth kisses on his ass while your fingers tug at the string of his thong. He clenches his fists at the tension, fighting the urge to squirm. It's not uncomfortable, but the tug against his half hard cock makes him want more.
And you have always been so good about giving what he needs, more than what he wants.
Your tongue slides from his half exposed sac to his hole and Ransom nearly comes off the desk. Both of your hands move to his ass cheeks and press him wide open.
"Stay quiet and be a good little slut for me, Hugh. Let daddy treat this hole right."
Oh fuck he hopes you muted your mic. He hopes you don't stop either. Your tongue laps at his hole over and over again, your spit dribbling down to his balls. His cock is fully hard and furious it isn't getting attention. Ransom rolls his hips experimentally, just to see what you'll do.
"No," you pull away and he thinks he's fucked it. "Send Johnson to me if he keeps saying stupid shit."
When your mouth returns to his asshole, you push his hips down into the desk, adding pressure to his cock. He doesn't fight the instinct. Ransom humps your desk like the slut you want him to be while you make a mess of his hole. His breath comes out faster and faster, higher too as he tries to keep his noises to a minimum.
God does he want to fucking cum though. He needs it. His balls draw up and his spine tingles. Your tongue pushes into the ring of his ass and stars fucking burst behind his eye lids. His hips stutter as he loses himself to his climax, to the mess he is leaving on your desk.
The euphoria washing over him keeps going, you keep going, until his hole is too sensitive. His cum cools against his skin, the lace sticking to his cock, but you don't stop.
"Daddy," he whines as softly as he can.
You fucking slurp at his ass in response. It's only when he is panting and his cock is valiantly trying to get hard again that you pull away. Your fingers clench around his ass cheeks and he whimpers.
"I know, pretty boy, you stay quiet. Let me have this peach until the meeting's done. Then Daddy'll give you a proper good bye before your trip."
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dailysloth · 1 year
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fictionaltrvlr · 5 months
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Kamala ⚡️💜✨
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viejospellejos · 3 months
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¿Habías visto alguna vez un bebé perezoso? 🥹
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mochisquish · 6 months
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Juno begins Midwesterner indoctrination
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