So, I saw this on Reddit, and had a few ideas.
For example:
Too many beds with Cooper. Sure, you're in a warehouse with plenty of choices. Somehow, the one you picked also happens to be the one he wants.
Accidentally kidnapping a mafia boss with Giovanni. This trainer really has no idea who they just "saved" from Team Rocket.
Really nice guy who only hates you with Deacon. The most personable man in the whole Railroad, but for some reason you two are mortal enemies.
True hates kiss with Astarion or Reaver. Oh, how he'd hold the fact he's the one to break your curse over your head. Make you work for your salvation and freedom.
OH THE ANGST of lovers to enemies with Fenris with a mage S/O that slowly corrupts, and the absolute heart-wrenching of Soulmates who are fated to kill each other with Wesker and a BSAA S/O.
Everyone's convinced you aren't actually dating with Vicar Max.
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The Outer Worlds: Vicar Max and Parvati /sketch
My 2 favorite and go-to followers. Vicar is quite handy with flame thrower and she knows how to use a shock canon, so that player can just run after the two and do the looting.
I wanted to do a full illustration with them fighting marauders, but unfortunately I have no time and all my currently quite little spare doodling time goes to my ... other ... endeavors with raising hell and all.
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So I had a thought of screwing Vicar Max with a strap-on. So that's what I wrote.
"Law, don't stop! Fuck!" Max cried out the best he could with his face in the pillows as you thrust into him harshly, holding the back of his neck and keeping him in place as the other possessed a firm grip on his waist.
You and Max had decided a little experimentation was a good idea, and Law knows you both needed the stress relief while on Gorgon. So, the Sprat Shack was your next stop together. One of the downsides to being on a ship with a full crew was that if you wanted to fuck, you had to take it somewhere else. Either way, everyone knew what you were doing.
So, one thing turned into another and here Max was getting fucked in the ass by a rubber dildo. He didn't regret a damn thing. Especially not when you were fucking him good and hard, letting out all the pent-up aggression you had towards the Board and their antics on him, hitting his prostate perfectly, making him completely unable to stifle his sounds.
You moved your hand from his waist and wrapped it around his cock, making him hack as his legs shook as they struggled to keep him face down ass up through all the pleasure, unable to form a coherent sentence, completely mentally checked out. You ran your thumb over his slit as you jerked him off, and his hips began to buck into your hand in time with the harsh rhythm you had set.
"Dddhh, Captain! Fuck! Gghh, don't... Ugh! Don't sto..." Max had tears brimming from his eyes at the sheer amount of pleasure, his mouth unable to close. He should have maybe felt exposed, vulnerable, shameful, at being absolutely taken like this by his own Captain, but Law, he just couldn't bring himself to. You placed soft kisses on his shoulder blades and brought your lips to his ear.
"That's it, Max. So good for me, you're doing great. I'm not going to stop, don't worry." You cooed, stroking him at a faster pace. He was rock hard, but the twitch in his cock told you he was close.
"Getting close, Max? Just nod or shake your head." Max nodded his head vigorously as he moaned and gasped, each thrust nearly knocking the wind out of him. You quickly pulled him towards you as you stood at the edge of the bed, Max quickly settling on his hands and knees, and took your hand off of his neck to move it to his hip, using it to slam him further onto your fake dick.
The noise he made was going to play in your head on repeat for weeks. Max could only say expletives as he came, repeating the same thing. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Max practically collapsed once he'd finished shooting onto the bed and between your fingers, as you continued to jerk him off through his orgasm.
Max let out a tired but pleasured groan as you slowly slid the dildo out of him. You helped clean him up with a soft towel from the ship and tossed the blanket you'd removed so you didn't destroy it in your fun over Max before crawling into bed beside him, laying on his chest as you stroked his face lovingly.
"That wasn't too much for you, was it, Max?" "Are you... Are you kidding? We should have done this ages ago." Max replied with a yawn as he wrapped an arm around you and drifted off.
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