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theaceofarrows · 1 year
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softer-fatter-happier · 2 months
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I was scrolling through reddit and saw one of those aliens meeting humans and being terrified writing prompts and long story short, there was a response with a scene where a human got pushed against a wall while an alien fed them and uhm
Sir, that's not weird, that's hot and I will be thinking about it the rest of the day
But then I thought, that is such a good scenario in general. Imagine there is an alien race that just gets absolutely hooked on human milk/semen/other fluids of your choice and that just tastes so much richer and better when the human is fat. So they take in willing humans to pamper and feed and milk but in return they also put on weight from getting all that delicious stuff whenever they want.
Anyway, yeah I've been thinking about mutual feeding scenarios and monsters in feedims, that's all
-Hucow anon
You had been here for... you couldn't be certain but you think it had been at least a week. A week since you had responded to a sketchy ad about a super cheap apartment just outside of downtown. you had been looking for just long enough that you were willing to try anything at that point, so you called the number and went there for a viewing.
When you got there you were surprised to see it was an empty warehouse, and going inside you were greeted by a woman in a grey skirt suit who, while curvy, also had a plump stomach pushing against her skirt. "Hello, I'm the property manager Vivian, so excited to get your call, if you step into my office here we can go over some of the screening questions before showing you the space," she said warmly but in a way that was wrapped in a customer service zeal. Her office was small and probably was the foremen's office when the warehouse was in operation. As both of you sat she pulled out a box of donuts from under the desk and set it next to you. "Feel free to help yourself, they're just a little way of showing our appreciation," Vivian said as she turned around and bent over to grab a set of forms, her skirt straining against her round posterior. Blushing and looking away you distract yourself by grabbing a donut.
Taking a bite you are surprised at both the sweetness and the doughiness of the treat as it perfectly walks the line of being too much of both without going over. That's when Vivian began going over the expectations of the property and asking you many interview questions about your personal life, work, and renting history. without realizing it you took another donut... and then another and another. absentmindedly eating as your talk with Vivian became more informal and casual. Unbeknownst to you Vivian was watching you eat the entire time, and the more you ate the friendlier the conversation became. It wasn't until you reached to grab another donut and found nothing that you realized you had eaten all of them, and a tinge of embarrassment caused your cheeks to become slightly red for a moment. But this is when Vivian said to you with a smile, "I think you'll be a great fit for the space and our community so why don't I show you around the property and introduce you to the other residents.
Hauling yourself up with your bloated stomach from the donuts you left the office and were surprised to be looking at a set of small apartment buildings within the warehouse itself that you weren't sure how you could have missed before. They were sleek and modern, almost futuristic with white curving walls and sleek windows matched with green space in the middle between the buildings. walking to the first building and having Vivian usher you inside you were amazed at the level of sophistication in almost everything that was within the apartment, it was almost something out of a science fiction novel. Thoroughly impressed with the space it was time to meet some of the other residents so Vivian took you down the way from the apartment and to a small community center at the end of the set of buildings. you almost couldn't believe that this all fit within the warehouse for the size that it was, the warehouse must have been much bigger than it looked from the outside you thought to yourself as you entered the community center.
Entering the community center you sensed something was off. There were no lights on and yet you could hear people inside. Your unease became more pressing when you heard the doors lock behind you. Turning around you saw Vivian there looking straight at you as if she had closed the doors with her hands behind her back. "I can sense your nervousness, don't worry hon we completely understand the circumstances are a bit strange here but it's for good reason." She says trying to reassure you into relaxing to little effect. "We just don't want you to bolt when you see who your neighbors would be." With this, the lights turned on and you spun around to see your neighbors. only they weren't just the neighbors down the street, more like the neighbors from down the Milky Way.
Vivian went down the line from left to right and began introductions. "So this here is Nara from Quaqma-5 her species is called Wulvers and she just loves head scratches," Vivian said cheerfully, much to the seeming frustration of the wolf-like alien who flashed her teeth at Vivian and said "You know I am not one of your house pets Vivian do not treat me as such... but... that does not mean stop," she said as Vivian rubbed the fur on the back of her head causing her pawed foot to tap involuntarily. She was evidently strong as her arms and legs were very toned and had a small pudge around her midsection.
Next Vivian moved to what seemed to be a large mass of semi-transparent lavender-colored goo plopped down against a chair. "This here is L, they’re a Gooey from one of Saturn's moons where they live below the surface. They can be a bit of a heavy sleeper so give me just a second," said Vivian as she stuck her hand in the mass and shook it slightly. As she did a large mouth like feature opened and let out a large yawn before closing again and trembling for a second. The goo know as L would then expand and strech to form roughly a humanoid shape, stretching and expanding to fit the body of a man and then and woman and then settling somewhere inbetween. A gurgled hello came out of them, their voice sounding like someone was talking through water but in a way that was strangely understandable. “Sorry for *yawn* falling asleep there it was just cozy and dark and quiet and I never need an excuse to nap” they said sleepily, seemingly ready to pass back out. This prompted Vivian to stick her hand into the back of L’s head and thrash it around a bit. “You need to stay awake and make a good impression L!” Vivian said with clear annoyance as if it wasn’t the first time something like this had happened. “Waaaaaah! Fine I’m up I’m uppppp” whined L as they settled into the chair.
Last but not least Vivian came to a woman wearing an intricate green dress. It came down just above her knees and came up to a belt of roses around her waist. Rising up the dress cupped her ample bosom with fabric designed to look like large leaves of some strange tree. “This is Hibi, she’s from the densely vegetated planet of Gardea and technically she is a plant” said Vivian which caused you to look again at the woman and realize that her skin was a hue of green and that her dress was actually made of plants! “V~” Hibi cooed, “why do you always say technically? It makes people think I’m not interested in anything other than some celery stalks” Hibi pouted playfully before turning her attention to you. “Especially when you’ve brought us someone so divine, I imagine we could get up to some lovely fun hehe” she said in a slutry tone as she leaned forward showing you more of her ample cleavage.
3 aliens and Vivian now stood before you. You weren’t like freaked out as much as they had expected but you still were very tense. “So the reason we wanted to speak to you is that we have a proposal for you that would solve your money and housing problems and we think you would enjoy immensely based on the donuts you ate earlier.” Said Vivian. “The question is are you willing to stay and hear us out?”
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britts-galaxy-brain · 1 month
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Britt you can’t publicly flog people and expect them to stay loyal to you. You can’t make shit public and then be surprised when they do the same.
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I love that people like you just assume that everyone else is just as much of a lying, conniving piece of shit as you are. You genuinely think YOUR backstabbing, lying, manipulative, cruel, selfish behavior is going to come back on ME?
You think supporting the person who TORTURED THEIR CHILD is going to come back on ME?
You think supporting not one but THREE pedophiles is going to come back on ME? (Annie, Sparky, and Lily)
You think being a snide bitch to people rightfully asking you why the fuck you went back to e-fuck the person you've been exposing the abusive behavior of is going to come back on ME?
You think lying to everyone about it as if it was some grand fucking ploy when really you just wanted your ex back is going to come back on ME?
You are out of your goddamn mind and you deserve every bit of the public flogging you're getting. You're enabling fucking predators.
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voidartisan · 2 years
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More Ideas for TCW Modern AU
No war no drama just a wholesome family sitcom
There is DEFINITELY a roadtrip at some point. Ideally all the clones are shoved into one van and have invited Anakin and Ahsoka and maybe Obi-Wan and Plo to join them
There's a plot point about Korkie getting his driver's license, or Anakin losing his, or both
Ahsoka runs for student council against Lux Bonteri
Yoda teaches the neighborhood kids martial arts and the clones get an "I'll Make a Man Out of You" style training montage
They try to throw a surprise birthday party for Satine but inevitably bungle it somehow
Satine, Padme and Ahsoka have a spa day and Anakin gets arrested
Korkie plays matchmaker
Anakin definitely has a car in the garage that he's working on but has to go to ridiculous lengths to get parts for
Lux, Ahsoka, Korkie, and Barriss all get assigned to the same group for a school project
Fives brings home an espresso machine and all the clones are vibrating at the speed of sound within two days. Cody and Rex have to lock it in the attic and eventually defend it like the last two survivors in a zombie apocalypse movie. Fives sees that it has gone too far and sells it on ebay
Bo-Katan is Korkie's Cool Aunt who lets him do things Satine would not approve of. She occasionally shows up for a couple days with no notice and weirdly prescient gifts for her nephew, crashes on the couch for a night, and then disappears the next morning.
Obi-Wan stress bakes
Obi-Wan and Satine decide to take a week-long vacation to celebrate their anniversary, leaving Anakin in charge. This proves to be a Bad Idea and Plo has to save the day
Lux, Ahsoka, Korkie, Anakin and Barriss go ghost hunting in the abandoned house down the street (all the spooky stuff is just Yoda messing with them)
Rex is constantly looking for excuses to stay over for dinner because both Satine and Obi-Wan are excellent cooks. most of his brothers are... less so.
There's a running gag about Yoda's garden being attacked by demon rabbits that can chew through chicken wire. It's heavily implied that the clones are behind this so that Plo can be the Best Gardener In The Neighborhood, but the bunnies are actually just Like That
Obi-Wan has one of those four-person chessboards that he pulls out on family game nights when Anakin isn't home. Satine is the reigning champion.
Barriss sleeps over and Ahsoka begs everyone to be normal but the fire deparment ends up having to get involved
The clones never discuss it but there's a jar in the background stuffed with coins and bills labeled 'dirt bike fund'
There's a community talent show for some reason. Korkie spends the entire episode doing unrelated and increasingly bizarre things. When anyone asks him about it he says he's preparing for his act. Quinlan keeps trying to get Obi-Wan to do a sword-fighting demonstration with him. The only performance we see in full is Fives's theatrical rendition of "oh where is my hairbrush". All we know about Korkie's act is that he leaves the stage to thunderous applause and Satine and Obi-Wan are in the audience holding hands and shedding tears of pride and joy.
So much potential for holiday episodes
Grandpa Dooku turns up unannounced for thanksgiving dinner (extra tension provided by the fact the Obi-Wan is clearly the favorite grandchild)
Ahsoka, Korkie and Lux try to catch a halloween vandal that turns out to be Barriss
4th of July shenanigans (with fireworks)
Valentine's Day episode where Anakin is consistently foiled in attempts to slip away to see Padme by Ahsoka looking for boy advice because Bariss thinks Lux has a crush on her. Subplot with Obi-Wan and Satine trying to have their first romantic dinner date in like three years but things KEEP COMING UP.
Sentimental Father's Day episode where Anakin and Obi-Wan remember Qui-Gon, and Ahsoka and Korkie attempt to find the PERFECT gifts for Plo and Obi-Wan, respectively (Ahsoka has already found her gift for Obi-Wan, it's that one card that says "what is a dad? you. you is a dad." she knows he'll secretly treasure it), and think they've failed miserably but everything turns out okay and it's very wholesome and a little cheesy.
Wholesome christmas episode where Anakin and Padme have their gift of the magi moment and Ahsoka has to hide that she accidentally found out what Plo is getting her and Satine and Korkie and Obi-Wan make a ridiculoulsy elaborate gingerbread house to bond and relax and the clones and Quinlan have a disastrous holiday light competition (Cody gets to be a little bit feral in this one. as a christmas gift. to himself)
Next season someone is sabotaging the light competition. It turns out to be Obi-Wan, who just wanted to bake cookies and put up his lights in peace like a normal person, which he finds extremely difficult when his neighbors are SCREAMING AT EACH OTHER in their front yards
Cliffhanger at the end of a season where Padme finds out that she's pregnant with twins.
We find out that Leia and Luke call Obi-Wan "Uncle Ben" because his name is really hard to pronounce for two-year-olds and everything they said came out sounding like Ben anyway
When the twins get older there's a very popular clothing brand called Rebel Scum and they get a shirt for Obi-Wan so that he can "be hip with the youngsters." (quoting Luke)
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leqclerc · 2 years
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No because they’re just throwing away Charles’s championship chances. He was faster throughout the entire race even after sustaining car damage. Pit wall is reluctant to make crucial decisions that could help him save his tyres and just cause him to needlessly lose time. Then THAT pit stop decision under the safety car, leaving him completely vulnerable… absolutely ridiculous. They’ve evidently learned nothing from Monaco. Their reluctance to prioritise Charles in race where his main title contender has mechanical issues and is significantly down on pace—in a year where they’re in the top 2 teams, not yet having to consistently fight Mercedes (although in this particular race they were in the mix)…Once again he did everything right himself, he drove to his absolute limits, defended even on used hards. Watching this unfold week in, week out is honestly so off-putting.
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clover-46 · 1 year
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quinn’s aftermath spoilers
the fucking IRONY of quinn wanting to talk to sam instead of darlin to deny them closure but have darlin kill quinn anyway as his chosen punishment is insane like you really did all that for fucking nothing
and you pissed them off even more what a fucking idiot
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wu-kongs · 2 years
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MK needs another perspective besides nezha (not that he wasn't useful, but more couldn't hurt), but again he faces the problem on who he could ask. Maybe someone that is also closer to macaque too since both monkeys are needed to resolve this, but who could fit that bill? *in the distance, demon bull king and princess iron fan shudder in unison*
"when i discovered what that wretched monkey—" iron fan says coldly, "—had done to my xiaodi, i wanted to tear him limb from limb. hell was not hot enough for that filthy creature."
MK shudders, ice through his veins and chilling over his spine at her words. he thought it'd be a good idea to talk to her since red son was so insistent that macaque was his uncle, and apparently his favorite one at that. though it hadn't been easy to find someone who could give him insight on the monkey king's side of the story, it'd been practically impossible to think of anyone who'd give him a leg up on figuring out what macaque's deal was. red son was his best lead, unfortunately!
iron fan looks at him, notes his nervousness, and then clicks her tongue. after a moment to compose herself, she turns away, the short train of her robes swinging smoothly after her as she steps over to a plush chair to settle down.
"after he joined that miserable monk, wukong... changed. he had become someone different from the king who'd been on the verge of felling the entirety of heaven." wrath begins to melt to a somber disappointment and vague hurt that MK isn't sure is real—the nearby fireplace crackles, flickering tricky and unreliable embers over iron fan's face.
"wukong had been the pinnacle of our kind, the one we all looked to, who had defied death and heaven time and again. he was a god among us. no one had been more aware of than than liu'er." any admiration that may have crept into her tone is promptly clipped by a sneer. "it went to his head. he remembered none of it when he began to pick us off one by one, as if all we simply were only scum of the earth." she pinches the bridge of her nose.
every one of her words weighs more and more on MK's shoulders and he finds himself lowering to the ground. this is a new side of the monkey king MK has never heard of, or even thought about. he supposes what they say is true: the winners do write the history books.
"...when the band of sworn siblings had received word of the monkey king's return, and that he was methodically eliminating us... we did not want to believe it. liu'er did not want to believe it—and for his sake, neither did i." she turns her sights on the dancing flames, eyes narrowed as if to shun away the memories. she then snaps to look right at MK, glaring. MK flinches from his settled spot on the rugs.
"listen to me, boy. i only tell you this because i..." her nose wrinkles the barest amount, as if this was difficult for her to admit, "i believe you have some measure of ability to resolve this matter. do not betray me."
he swallows thickly and nods furiously—what else is he supposed to do here? say no to the terrifying princess iron fan? he might as well dig his own grave!
she sighs like this a grievous thing he's putting her through, and he only feels a little bad about it; the bad blood is obviously still so prevalent here and he's not doing much but dredging it up.
"liu'er and wukong..." her eyes trail back to the fire. "they were inseparable. it wasn't simply a matter of their being together all the time, it was... it was as if two pieces of the same being had been separated before it was born and those pieces were in an endless cycle of attempting to reunite. not many noticed it, and those who did silently agreed to say nothing of it. it was not the sort of matter you pointed out for fear of throwing the balance into chaos."
MK swallowed thickly, a tide of nausea starting to rise in.
"liu'er, that fool... he adored mei houwang, was constantly found in his shadow, beheld him as the sun and all the stars above in his eyes." pure contempt smolders in iron fan's eyes, punctuated by the flames reflected there. "and although i detest wukong with the every fiber of my being, i will not lie and say it wasn't an unrequited adoration... they were disgusting. it was as if they wanted to live in each other's skin."
her fist clenches from where it rests on the arm of the chair. goosebumps rise on MK's skin despite the warmth.
"and then wukong was captured." she growls. "he had been the spearhead of our armies, and we quickly fell into disarray without him. liu'er had tried his best to regroup us—many of us did, but without the monkey king, our forces were unable to stop the might of heaven, and we scattered to the winds to survive."
"liu'er did not give up, but... his constant attempts eventually caused much of the destruction of flower fruit mountain. he had become so relentless to rejoin his other half that it blinded him to those he still had to take care of. he refused to stop chasing the monkey king."
"i can only imagine what he must've thought when wukong resurfaced, alive by whatever miracles and luck—and now in the servitude of a buddhist monk of all things... but chase he did, and ultimately, it led to his doom."
silence, thick and suffocating, reigns over the dim sitting room for a long moment. iron fan lets MK absorb the tale, and his mind races for it. he doesn't know what to make of this. he knew that macaque and the monkey king had... some weird thing going on, but this. this? way more than what he bargained for.
whatever they were—lovers, friends, allies—didn't just fall apart. it was ripped apart mercilessly, and nothing could've stopped it. MK sees that now. he's learned enough about both of them to figure that out. it was always going to happen, like... like fate.
he suddenly laughs, the edge of it hysterical and lost. he's out of his depth here. he's sooo out of his depth. this whole thing is millennia in the making, and he's supposed to fix it? he's supposed to, what, undo those thousands of years of tragedy? iron fan looks at him, expression stony.
"they're fools, the both of them," she says. "and with this... eyeball in the mix, they will chase each other's tails around forever until one of them forfeits."
"what am i supposed to do about this?" his voice quakes, eyebrows tented and smile pained and frantic.
the barest hint of pity flickers over iron fan's face. "niu and i have had our fair share of... marital challenges. all i can offer you, child, is honesty. it's not you who can mend what you haven't broken. they're not your pieces to collect. you may provide the glue, but they will have to use it themselves."
MK slumps, face dropping into his hands. "that's basically what prince nezha told me..." he grumbles sadly.
she studies him.
"i will add only this, then," she then says, and he perks up slightly. "i know liu'er. i have known him a long time. a foremost fool, i will always say—and he will always love wukong, no matter what has happened between them. whether wukong will allow that love is yet to be seen, but i know this is a two-way road."
he blinks at her, absorbing her words
prince nezha said the monkey king is still holding on to who macaque used to be. princess iron fan says macaque will chase the monkey king forever. they still obviously care about each other a lot, whether they'll admit it or not.
MK just needs to find a way to make them be honest about it.
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ask-the-praetors · 1 year
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*touches elesh norn with my gross fleshy hands* hehe
(You are instantly vaporized by an explosion of blinding light. The sound of Norn's furious shriek is lost in the blast.)
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athena-felianne · 3 months
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If a big horror fan walk in what is an enormous pile of red flags just to watch an horror movie, I feel like it could count as suicide. Dude knew what would happen 100%
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kabra-malvada · 1 year
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I mean yeah he’s evil and all but what if I were his favourite
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theaceofarrows · 3 months
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happyspookysteamer · 1 year
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Among Us Featuring Leonhard and his Family
Codenames:
Leonhard: Leon
Erika: Skinny Aubergine
Opa: DILLIGAD
Jannik: SAUERBRATEN
Christian: Flitzer
Annie: I'm O.k
Heidi: GOAT
Edith: Cherry
Josef: Boogie Pyjamas
(Hope everything is readable)
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Just for those that wanna know:)
Leonhard: Bavarian G5/5
Erika: Bavarian S2/6
Christian: InterCityExpress 4
Jannik: Bavarian Gts/ 2x3/3
Heidi: Modified Factory Number 1982 Drachenfelsbahn Lokomotive Number 1
Annie: Deutsche Bahn class 218
Opa Hartmut: Lokomotive Pegnitz Nürnberg-Fürth Bavarian Ludwigsbahn
Edith: Pfälzische L1
Josef: Virginian EL-C
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I hope the federation is happy right now
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I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE is now Best Alternative Video!!!!! Thanks to MTV and the vmas + everyone who supported us for this adrenaline rush, we love you ❤️‍🔥 - Måneskin's instagram, 28.08.2022
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nebulein · 2 years
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Anything about Patrick Kane and his mouth/tongue
Anything
It could be fluff, sexy, angst
It could be him chewing up his mouth guard during a game
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"Peekaboo!"
Nobody has called Patrick that in ages. That's because there's really only one person who calls him this anymore, and he hasn't seen that certain someone in forever.
"Sharpy!"
Sharpy grins, arms spread wide, and it's the most natural thing in the world to let himself fall into them. Sharpy's chuckle is warm and low, sending a pleasant glow through Patrick, and he snuggles a tiny bit closer, soaking up Sharpy's presence.
"It's been forever."
"It has." Sharpy sighs, nose burying itself in Patrick's curls. Patrick hums. He knows he's gonna have to step back soon, they're already way over the length of an acceptable bro-hug, but Patrick can't quite make himself let go yet. As if reading his mind Sharpy's arms tighten around Patrick, hugging him closer. Seems like Sharpy's missed him almost as much as Patrick has. The knowledge fills Patrick with another warm burst, sending tingles down his spine. "It's been too long, but I'm here now."
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Patrick should've known they'd end up here again. Sooner or later, they always do. This time it barely took them, what, three hours? from Sharpy's arrival to Sharpy's dark eyes tracking every one of Patrick's movements while he gnaws on the straw of his coke zero. Back in the day, this would've been a G&T. Hell, back in the day they probably would've skipped drinks and gone straight up to Patrick's hotel room instead.
"Everything good at home? Fam doing alright?" Sharpy asks, now that they've caught up on hockey and their lives, given each other the cliff notes of everything that's happened since the last time they saw each other.
"Yep," Patrick confirms, popping the p. He licks his lower lip, half because it's habit but half because it makes Sharpy twitch every time, lean in a little closer across the table. Patrick suppresses a self-satisfied smirk. He's too old to openly gloat about his wins, nowadays. Doesn't mean he won't enjoy them, though.
"Good, good." There's a pause, and then Sharpy clears his throat, looking around before settling back on Patrick again. "What do you say we move the rest of this night somewhere more private?"
Pat allows himself the grin, then, already pushing back his chair. "Yeah, sure. You can come up to mine."
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"Fuck, Peeks," Sharpy groans, "you're a fucking menace, teasing me all through dinner."
"Me?" Patrick asks, feigning innocence. Sharpy won't buy it for a second; Pat's not actually trying to convince him here. "All I did was eat my steak."
"All you did was fellate that fork in a restaurant full of people with camera phones."
"Jealous?"
"Shameless."
Patrick hums. This right here, this is always his favorite part of the proceedings. "Want me to get another fork, give you a private show instead?"
Two seconds later he's got two of Sharpy's fingers shoved in his mouth, pressing down on Patrick's tongue, a welcome weight. "How about I give you something better to suck on, instead?"
Pat groans, the sound muffled, his eyes already sliding half-closed. There's a thrill racing down his spine, pooling somewhere low in his belly. Now that the chase is over, the real fun can begin.
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written-mishaps · 2 years
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SORRY FORTHE LACK OF WARNING BUT CHAPTER 2 OF ROBINS GUIDE HAS BEEN POSTED AT LONG LAST
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