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s1lly-gh02tz · 7 months

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Why do you like Spamton 😭 his character is so shit and he’s annoying asf and overrated

Im glad you asked

Spamton, full name Spamton G. Spamton, is a Darkner from the Cyber World. He is initially encountered in Cyber City, where he is fought as a miniboss. He is likely based on spam emails.

If Kris helps him enter the Queen's Mansion's basement (either through the LoadedDisk or freezing Berdly), he transforms into Spamton NEO, which serves as Chapter 2's bonus boss on a normal route and the main antagonist and final boss of the Chapter 2 Snowgrave Route. As a bonus boss, he holds one of the Shadow Crystals.

Shop

After his battle, he appears as a shopkeeper in the Trash Zone. His shop is unusual in that his items are not what they appear, and their prices fluctuate rapidly while looking at them. He is also the only shopkeeper that the party cannot sell items to, with the "SELL" option being replaced with "BUYMORE!!" His wares are:

KeyGen for 0-49030 Kromer/D$

S.POISON for 50-150 Kromer/D$ (sold as "S. POTION")

Broken Sword for 50-150 Kromer/D$ (sold as "THE BIG ONE")

Frayed Bowtie for 50-150 Kromer/D$ (sold as "BSHOT BOWTIE")

Profile

Appearance

Spamton appears as a diminutive puppet and ex-Addison that wears yellow and pink glasses that sometimes change colors and a long-sleeved black V-neck shirt, with black hair that is slicked back, appearing similar to a pompadour.

After becoming Spamton NEO, Spamton assumes the form of the machine he inhabits. The body of this form looks like a disheveled Mettaton NEO with a gaudy pink and yellow color scheme, and a laser cannon mounted onto his hand. Countless green wires suspend him in the air. His pink and yellow glass colors swap places. He also grows bat wings, one side being green, lilac, and purple, the other being yellow, pink, and magenta, and has teal-green and grey thumbs.

Swatch mentions that many people have failed to imitate his look, and some people have even gone so far as to impersonate him. Spamton's slick black hair, multicolored glasses, pointy white face and black suit are noticeably similar to Swatch's outfit, and Spamton admits to it during a live Q&A during the Spamton Sweepstakes.[1]

Spamton's design seems to be based on a number of popular depictions of puppets, having the face and style of dress seen on classic ventriloquist dummies with the nose of Pinocchio. This is also hinted at in his Spamton NEO form when he refers to himself as a puppet, and with the song "A Real Boy!"

Spamton has the ability to increase the size of his head. In his NEO form, his head is constantly larger than usual.

Personality

Spamton was once a natural salesman, always willing to cut a deal. While he still bears a shadow of these traits, his deals are now often nonsensical or violent. He claims that he became a salesman not for the money, but for the freedom to make his own deals. However, he still attempts to scam Kris for money (which he refers to as "Kromer") at every opportunity. His speech patterns are similar to typical obfuscated spam email text, with many words replaced with non sequitur variants in square brackets that could imply incorrectly-applied mail merge variables or hyperlinks, or various voice glitches.

In much of his dialogue, he seems mentally confused and insane, seemingly projecting himself onto Kris, contradicting himself, and saying things which make little sense, without warning. This mental instability seems to clear up briefly after fighting him in his NEO form, as he wishes Kris success with their journey without using broken English.

Spamton consistently spells "generosity" as "genorisity," "guarantee" as "guaranttee," and "special" as "specil," with an exception for the latter at the end of the Spamton NEO battle after snapping all the wires.

Main Story

History

Some time before Kris and Susie entered the Cyber World, Spamton existed as an unsuccessful spam email Addison, overlooked by Lightners and never able to catch a break.[2] Despite his lack of success, he always proclaimed to his fellow Addisons that he would be a "big shot" one day.[3]

Desperate, Spamton began to look for any way to become more popular. Eventually, he came into contact via phone with someone who could help him, and suddenly he began to be wildly successful. From that point on, Spamton was "on the phone all the time," being aided by an unknown person.[4] His fellow Addisons became jealous of him for his sudden success, and stopped going out with him.[5] His success landed him his own room at the Queen's Mansion, and he began to brag more and more about his deals, ranging from TV commercials to cars.[6]

Then, as sudden as his success was, it came crashing down. The stranger helping Spamton vanished, and all his sales went with them.[6] Desperate, Spamton started spending all of his time "praying" in the basement, obsessed with an "artifact,"[7] presumed to be the machine he uses to become NEO. The machine was created by an unknown Lightner with the help of Swatch, digitally visualizing their hopes and dreams. However, those dreams never came to be, and the machine was abandoned in the basement with the rest of the corrupted data.[8]

With nothing left, Spamton was to be evicted from the Queen's mansion. The day of his eviction, one of the Addisons went to visit Spamton, but found he had already left. Spamton had left his phone hanging off the handle. Spamton presumably left in the middle of a conversation, as the Addison could hear someone on the other end, but after putting the phone to their ear it only made "garbage noise."[9] Likewise, Kris's Cell Phone only makes garbage noise when used in the Dark World.

Abandoned by all of his friends, Spamton was reduced to living in a dumpster in a Cyber City alleyway.[10] Despite his fall from grace, the Color Cafe in Queen's Mansion continued to sell his trademark bowtie, albeit with the brand name cut off.

At some point, someone (presumed to be Spamton) attempted to impersonate Swatch by mimicking his monochrome suit and colored glasses, in order to obtain something (presumed to be the NEO machine).[11] Additionally, somebody (presumed to be Spamton) attempted to commission Sweet Cap'n Cakes to sneak into the Queen's Mansion (presumably to grant him access to the machine), but they declined;[12] Spamton later convinces Kris to do likewise.

After asking him about friends, he brings up an individual named Mike. When talking about Mike, Spamton tells Kris not to trust what they hear on TV because "THE MAN'S A CRIMINAL."[13] Spamton also exclaims "ARE YOU GETTING ALL THIS [Mike]!?" at the end of his NEO fight if he is defeated violently, implying Mike may have recorded for Spamton in some capacity in the past.[14]

Chapter 2

Normal Route

Spamton is first encountered by Kris in Cyber City, where Kris seemingly disturbs the garbage container in which Spamton is residing. After a short interaction, Spamton engages Kris in combat as he continues attempting to convince them to accept his "deal."

Later, if Spamton was defeated through mercy, he can be seen again in a shop to the left of the Trash Zone. After Kris accepts yet another deal, he tasks Kris with bringing him an Empty Disk located in a basement in the Queen's Mansion. After purchasing a KeyGen from Spamton, Kris can retrieve the EmptyDisk from the machine in the dilapidated basement. Upon returning to Spamton's shop, Spamton proposes his final deal to Kris: transmitting Spamton through the EmptyDisk and returning it to the machine in the basement.

After Kris places the LoadedDisk back into the machine, Spamton transforms into Spamton NEO, much to his delight and excitement, but is horrified to see that his new form is held up by literal puppet strings. He attacks Kris in an attempt to obtain their SOUL, believing that it is the key to earning his "freedom." Before he can, however, Susie and Ralsei enter the room, and Susie interrupts him by using her Rude Buster spell to knock him out of the way, leading Spamton NEO to launch the three into carts, and battle the party for all of their SOULs.

Spamton NEO can be defeated either by fighting or by cutting the wires controlling him. If he is defeated by fighting, he attempts to continue the fight by turning into "Spamton EX," but his gravely damaged body explodes as he attempts to transform. If the party cuts all of his wires until one remains, Spamton NEO realizes that Kris is trying to free him in spite of his efforts to kill them. He dances gleefully and thanks them, asking them to cut the last wire, only for him to helplessly fall to the ground without any strings to hold him up.

No matter the method, once he is defeated, Spamton returns to his normal form and becomes calm and lucid. He laments how he could not become anything more than a puppet, but compliments the party's strength and wishes them well. He then offers himself to the party, transforming into either a Dealmaker (when defeated by cutting his wires) or a Puppet Scarf (when defeated by fighting). Kris also receives a Shadow Crystal.

#this is like half of his wiki #not even #I just think he’s silly #he fuels my non existent autism

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prodigal-howlter · 5 months

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Hell of a Mark

Ship: Broyo Rating: E Contains: Jealousy, Possessive behaviour, smut, choking, biting, bloodplay, rough sex, degradation, dom/sub, daddy kink, older man/younger man, frottage, use of the word "slut" as a title (one time) (in play, both parties are into it), Gil gets dark (but Mal thinks it's hot), Masochist Malcolm Bright, Sadist Gil Arroyo, Light Painplay, use of a vibrator, consent, aftercare, and cuddling. Initial prompt: The Job Words: 5486 Summary: One of Malcolm’s old friends from boarding school arrives at the office. Gil gets a little bit jealous.

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So… here we are! My first smut for Prodigal Son. This one was an accident that was encouraged by the Prodigal Son Trash Discord group.

I was watching the episode with Vijay and got an idea for Gil to be jealous and suddenly I had written 300 words in 15 minutes, and then the rest just kind of happened.

A HUGE special shout out to my friends Ratt and Vee for beating and the squad in the groupchat for being so supportive of me writing this and for screaming about these two horny potato men at 3 am.

On to this fic!

Gil watches Malcolm's "friend" through the office window. He's still here long after the profiler had disappeared into his husband's office. The locked door stands between them, blocking him from the past waiting on the other side. He's waiting for Malcolm to return, but Gil knows he won't. He huffs as he closes the blinds, shielding them from view.

Malcolm chuckles from his spot on top of the desk, rolling his shirtsleeves up to his elbows, "Stop staring at him like you want to mount his head over your fireplace."

"Why? I do." Gil glares, striding across the small space to his chair, "What makes this guy special enough to call you baby boy?"

"Because I was friends with him in boarding school. Why are you being so fussy about him?" Malcolm asks, turning on the desk to face where the older man sits. "I mean, he's just a friend..."

"Kid, be real. How many Vijays do you know?"

"Just this one. Why?"

"Because that means that this is the same Vijay that you dated for seven months, experimented with, and, if I remember correctly, 'fucked you so hard you couldn't remember your name?' Is that the same Vijay that walked into my precinct, winked at my husband and called him baby boy? This is the same Vijay as your little school buddy?" His jaw sets halfway through the rant, and Malcolm feels heat pooling in his stomach.

"Fuck..." He whispers, looking at the ground. "Um, yeah... that's him."

Gil raises an eyebrow challengingly and his hands rest on Malcolm's hips, "Last time I checked, I'm the only one allowed to call you baby boy now. Not this overdressed insurance bastard." Malcolm's lashes flutter as his breath quickens, "Sorry, I shouldn't be so primitive."

Malcolm finally looks him in the eye, and blushes, "Or maybe you could..."

Gil's gaze darkens, and a smile creeps across his expression, "Oh, do you like this Malcolm Bright? No, wait, it's Bright-Arroyo now. Because I had to put my name on what's mine." Bright shivers and nods, "You like when Daddy gets possessive, don't you?" He tightens his grip. "Want me to make sure your little boarding school fling knows that you're mine and that no one else can give it to you how I can?"

Malcolm whimpers and nods, hand trembling. His breathing stutters and Gil pushes his jealousy aside for a moment, concern painting his features.

"Hey, hey..." Gil murmurs, "It's okay if you are into this. I promise, Mal. And if you are, you're in luck because I'm sitting here thinking up a hundred different ways to make sure that Corner Bench friend of yours knows you're mine."

"Corner Table..." Malcolm murmurs in an attempt to hide his chagrin.

"Irrelevant." Gil growls, "Now, how about you sit on Daddy's lap and I will mark that neck of yours nice and pretty?" The younger man nods, sitting on his lap in the chair, thighs bracketing Gil's left leg.

Malcolm connects their lips sloppily as Gil's hands guide his form to grind down against his slacks.

"And then," Gil continues, nipping at his stubbled jaw, "I’m going to drive you home and take you apart on that bed of yours. I intend to make you scream for me and fuck you hard enough that I can make you forget everything but my name. I’ll make you beg for me until your throat is hoarse, maybe then, I will let you cum. How does that sound, baby boy?"

Malcolm shivers at the title and whimpers, his left hand tangling in Gil's hair. "Please..."

"Already rehearsing for me?" Gil chuckles darkly, "Such a good boy for me, aren't you?" A broken sound slips past Malcolm's lips, and the older man chases it with his tongue. He nips at his lip, pulling it away and letting it fall back into place. "You have to stay nice and quiet for me, okay?"

Malcolm cuts a whimper short, chewing his lip. Gil ducks his head, pressing kisses along his jaw and down the column of his neck. "D-Daddy..." He whines, the sound barely reaching Gil's ear.

"Good, keep quiet, baby," He says against the skin. As punctuation, Gil delivers a claiming lick to the skin. The younger shivers and presses his hips down into the jut of his pelvis. "You're doing so good for me. Let me finish up here and then we can head home so I can take you apart for real." Malcolm nods, grinding against him while Gil's teeth scrape against the skin connecting his throat to his shoulder. He nips at one point, causing the younger to gasp. "We're taking too long." He whispers, "We need to hurry this up."

Malcolm nods and speeds up his thrusting.

Gil bites at the skin, and purrs when he feels the liquid dripping across his lip, "Ooh... Shit. Got some blood outta that one..." The profiler mewls softly as Gil licks at the skin, soothing the angry ring of teeth marks. The metallic taste explodes in his mouth and he growls possessively.

"D-Don't let it get on my shirt please..."

"It won't, it's not getting past me. But now, you have a pretty ring of my teeth on your shoulder." Gil growls as Malcolm shivers, begging silently for him to continue. His hips stutter, and he whimpers, "Please?"

"Please, what?"

"Mark me, Daddy." Malcolm whispers, "Bullpen be damned." With the reminder of their current location, Gil reaches down and grinds the heel of his hand into Malcolm’s clothed cock. "Fuck, please..." He gasps, pushing to reconnect their lips.

Gil kisses back aggressively and gropes Malcolm's length through the black fabric. It's not enough. "Such a good boy, but we have to get out of here if you want me to really own you. So I need you to soften up, or mess up those expensive slacks you insist on wearing."

The word choice shoots a pang of desire to Malcolm's core as he nods. Nothing in the world sounds more enticing than being pinned under his husband in the loft. His hips jerk down and a punched-out noise rips from his throat.

"That's it. Take what you need from me, baby boy." He purrs, kissing his jaw. Gil runs his fingers over the skin and revels in the broken gasp he receives in reply. "You're doing so good, are you close?"

Malcolm nods mutely, accelerating his movements. "Fuck, Gil..."

"Look at you, Malcolm. Desperate just from me biting your neck?" Malcolm gasps and whines a curse, "Fuck, baby, can you cum for me? Cum for daddy, baby."

Malcolm shudders, pressing against his hand, "Fuck, Gil, can you talk to me?"

"Talk to you? What do you me– Oh... You want me to tell you everything I'm going to do to you later, don't you?" Gil's hand gropes rougher and teases the wet spot in Malcolm’s slacks. He's met with a gasp, and a smile tugs at his lip as he presses a kiss to Malcolm's face.

The younger man shakes his head against Gil's shoulder, rolling his hips rhythmically. "N-no..."

"No? How about I tell you about how you belong to me?" In lieu of a reply, Malcolm whines. "Ah, so that's what you want. Do you want to be reminded that every last piece of you is mine? I can do that." He murmurs promises into his brown hair, and the words go straight to his core. "However, I have to save some for you later tonight. So instead, I will leave you with this: You're mine, Malcolm Bright. Every last cell in your body is mine. Your noises, your breaths, all of it. And this..." Gil's grip tightens around the bulge, "Is mine. This is my pathetic little cock, and I can make it cum when I please. Isn't that right, baby boy?"

"Da-ddy... 'm close..."

"I know you are, baby, cum for me. Let go." With that final demand, Malcolm's form crumbles against his chest. He whispers a curse, and the damp spot in his boxers grows. "That's it... Good boy. So good for me, Malcolm, so good for daddy." He connects their lips and holds him tightly, the afterglow slowly fading.

---

A few minutes later, he nuzzles against Malcolm's jaw, "Alright, sweetheart?"

"Mhmn... Can we go home now?"

"I thought you'd never ask," Gil purrs, helping Malcolm stand, "I'm going to let JT and Dani know you're okay. They were worried you were having a flashback episode when you ran off to hide in here."

"How long have we been gone?"

"Only an hour or so, but I told them you needed a bit of time to get your bearings and to send your little friend home."

"Hey, Gil? Thank you." He murmurs, hugging his husband tightly.

"Of course, baby boy. Let's head home, I still need to remind you who you belong to."

---

The warm air fills the space in the Le Mans and offers a welcome purr. It's thick, ablaze with lust, and Malcolm can't stop squirming.

Gil's hands are white-knuckle on the wheel, and he doesn't dare to look anywhere but forward. "Stop squirming, baby." He growls, voice low, "Or I will give you something to squirm about." Malcolm shivers, and a broken mewl cuts through the air. "But knowing you, you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

The hornier Malcolm gets, the more he rambles, less and less of it making sense, "Mhmn, daddy." He whimpers, cock beginning to fill out again. He desperately clenches his fists in his slacks to resist the urge to touch himself.

Gil chuckles, hearing in real-time as the man's brain goes offline, "God, you're already horny again? I knew you were desperate for me, but not like this..." His voice breaks into a purr, hands wringing at 10 and 2.

Malcolm raises an eyebrow, "If I didn't know better... I'd think you're just as desperate. I mean, all your tells are there… Besides, I know you’re desperate since you didn’t get to orgasm at the precinct.”

"Don't profile me, not right now..." He groans, resisting the urge to palm himself.

"Here, daddy, why don't I help you with that..." Malcolm murmurs.

"What're you talking abou– Oh fuck!" Gil yelps as Malcolm's hand slips around his length, friction blocked by the layers of fabric. "Malcolm! Fuck!" His voice cracks as his footfalls heavily on the gas. Luckily, for once, New York has decided to keep the road in front of him clear as he corrects his speed and levels his breathing. "Jesus, kid, that's how you get us killed!" Malcolm smirks and goes to remove his hand, but Gil's right hand wraps around his wrist. "Did I tell you to stop?"

"No, but you said it'd cause an accident." Malcolm mocks, his face feigning innocence, "And I'd hate to make you get in trouble with the law..."

Gil scoffs, "You're just asking for me to fuck you into the mattress aren't you?"

"Begging for it, daddy," he purrs as they roll to a stop at a red light. His hand returns to its place against Gil's crotch, palming the hardon waiting for him beneath the fabric.

Gil moans and swallows. He climbs out of the car and opens the door for the younger man, "Coming?"

"Hopefully."

"Good God, kid, I need you to get a grip or we aren't going to make it inside." Malcolm laughs, digging his keys from his jacket to unlock the door.

Malcolm's lips quirk up into a smirk, as he jingles them, "Or, you take me right here, and then I call Vijay to clean me up. Though to be honest, he’d probably like to add to the mess."

He knows it's a risk, but if he's been reading the afternoon correctly...

As if on cue, Gil's gaze darkens. He's looking at Bright like he wants to ravish him. He pierces the younger man with brown eyes, fire fueling the burn in Malcolm's stomach. Gil's hands grab his jaw, and he glowers, "You want to say that again, baby?" Malcolm shakes his head, eyes wide, "That's what I fucking thought." His voice lowers to a growl as the younger man falls back against the side of the Le Mans. "Now, I want you upstairs in the next five minutes, or I will edge you until you fucking cry. Frankly, I should regardless, you've been a brat all day."

Malcolm whimpers, and Gil laughs darkly, "Good boy. Now, get upstairs."

Without waiting, he rushes into the building, leaving the other man behind. The graffitied door slams and he chases up the stairs behind him, meeting him at the door as he unlocks it. Before he can unlock the door, he presses Malcolm into the wall in a deep, claiming kiss. "G-Gil..." He whimpers, wrapping his legs around the older man's hips. Gil circles his arms around Malcolm, carrying him to the door to unlock it.

He opens the door as Sunshine chirps a hello. "Hi, sweetheart," Gil greets kindly, "We'll be with you in just a moment. I need to take care of your daddy first."

Malcolm dopily smiles, licking off of Gil's neck. He mumbles, "I thought you were daddy. Or at least, that's what I've been shouting..."

"God, you are such a brat." He replies, pushing him back on the bed, and kissing him sloppily. Gil nips, ripping a whimper from Malcolm's chest, "What do you want me to do?"

"Fuck me, daddy. Remind me who owns me." Malcolm mewls, arching his back dramatically, performatively. "I wanna feel you for days."

With a whispered curse, Gil removes his sweater and t-shirt, unclasping his belt and pulling it from his slacks. Malcolm reaches up to remove his suit coat, but Gil stops him. "Let me." He nods, dropping his hands to the grey sheets as Gil removes the jacket and unknots his tie. "Hey, baby? Are you married to this tie?"

"Nuh-uh."

"Good. Hands above your head. I wanna tie you up." The younger man nods and reaches up, hands side by side. Gil knots the silky tie around his hands, restricting his movements. Malcolm wiggles, testing the knot and whines when he realizes. "Is this okay?"

"It's perfect."Malcolm’s mind flicks to his time chained up, but the forgiving softness of the tie assures him that this is Gil and not Watkins, "Can we please... I need you to... fuck..."

"I know. Is your stomach burning yet? I know how horny you can get, and I think I want you to be that desperate before I fuck you. I want you to be begging for it, whining and screaming for me. Then.. Then we’ll see about getting you to forget all that noise in your head. Deal?"

Malcolm nods, licking into Gil's mouth desperately, "Please..."

"What's funnier, Malcolm, is that you're already halfway there." Gil nips at his neck, licking over the ring of teeth from earlier. The younger whines, voice cracking as he cants his hips upward. "See? You already are responding to my voice like a good little slut."

It's not often that he uses the title, but the moment it slips past his lips, Malcolm releases a punched-out noise. Gil tilts his head, pressing their clothed lower halves together.

"Decisions, decisions... Do I dare try and wring one orgasm out of you first, or should I put you right on the edge? Maybe I could make you cum, and then after you're all sensitive, I can use that to my advantage and make you desperate. What do you think, baby boy?"

Malcolm whimpers, desperately writhing against the sheets, "Please... Any of it, whatever you're willing to give me! Fuck, please! Make me yours, mark me, take me! Fuck, Gil!"

"You're right. You are mine, so why shouldn't I pick what I want to do with you?" Gil leans down, licking possessively over the younger man's throat, trailing down his sternum. "That's it, whimper for me..." His goatee scratches gently against the skin on Malcolm's pec, wracking shivers through his body.

"Please..." Malcolm whispers, hands wriggling in their confinement.

As if waiting for an invitation, Gil's teeth sink into the skin over Malcolm's left nipple, hand splaying over the skin under his right ribs. He ghosts his nails over the taut skin, feeling it rise and fall with Malcolm's breaths. Gil suckles, flicking his tongue over the nub, wringing out moan after moan from his husband. "You're doing so good."

Malcolm whimpers, pressing his hips up against the crotch of his slacks. The zipper grinds against the fabric of his boxers creating an uncomfortable sensation, but the wet spot growing by his hip makes the entire situation torturous. Gil's torso stops him from moving, and he groans in frustration. ‘Gil must be misinterpreting’, Malcolm thinks, as he feels him shift to the other nipple, giving it the same bruising treatment.

Gil pulls off for a brief moment, breaths hot against his saliva-soaked skin. His voice travelling just above a growl, "You have two options here, Bright. I want you to either profile the situation and figure out what I'm planning on doing to you, or I want you to talk."

Malcolm's breathing stutters and Gil fights to grin when he feels it, "T-talk to you? Fuck, what do you want me to say?"

He replies with a head tilt and an eyebrow raise; lips kissing and licking down the profiler's stomach.

"Um... fuck... I don't know what you want me to sa-aaay..." He whines, words cracking with desperation, as Gil sucks mark after mark into the expanse of his stomach. "The profile today was a tricky o-one to come... I mean... take apart. Fuck!! Ow!"

He bites down again, leaving another ring of teeth against the skin over his hip.

"Not about work." Gil amends, running his thumb over the spot he'd bit, "I want you to talk while I suck on your pretty cock, baby." He reaches down, unbuttoning Malcolm's slacks, pulling them down his legs and off with his shoes, socks, and belt, "That way I can hear in real-time when exactly you fall apart and get desperate for me." When he finally gets Malcolm's dick free, he licks and sucks the tip into his mouth.

Malcolm moans watching Gil swallow down along his length, stuttering out, "O-okay... Fuck... um... Daddy! Fuck!" He gasps, jerking his hips to no avail, feeling Gil's grasp on his hip, digging on the right side of pleasure-pain. "I... Um... Sunshine did something f-fuck-funny today? S-she... Daddy! She... um... She she she..."

Gil pops off, staring up at him from his place on the floor, crouching between his thighs, "She what? If you're not going to profile the situation, at least continue your story. My love, I'm on the edge of my seat. Tell me exactly what she did."

"She... She was pl-fuck... playing on the counter and... and um... di-discovered the little bell ball you got her a... ah... fuck please... ah... a few weeks ago rolls. And she..." Malcolm mewls, head falling back as Gil's lips reach the base of his dick.

Gil pulls off, dragging his teeth lightly over the length before speaking, "Aww, are you saying she tipped it over? Was she playing on the edge?" His voice has gotten rougher due to the stress on his throat, "Come on, baby, tell me how it ends!"

At that moment, it clicks for Malcolm what's happening. "Y-you're going to edge me?!" He yelps, head falling back against the sheets, eyes falling close as he draws in gulps of air.

Gil laughs, "Ah, he finally gets it. I knew that being desperate made your reflexes slow down, but not this much. I was even making it easy on you! Tell me when you're close." Malcolm nods, hips jerking against the sensations of his husband's tongue tracing against the base of his cock down past his perineum to... "You have got to be fucking kidding me, kid." Gil sighs, touching his fingers to the end of the plug. "You want to explain what this is to me?"

"It was meant to be a surprise."

"For me or your corner desk boy?" He chuckles at the broken whine ripped from Malcolm's chest when he turns it, feeling the lube added fairly recently aiding in its movement.

"C-corner table!" He sobs, "Fuck please keep doing that I'm so fucking close..." As he says it, Gil pulls away, ceasing all contact.

"Well, lose it. You know what happens when you cum without permission. If you cum now, that's all you're getting tonight. I will still be reminding you who you belong to and you won't get to cum again. I will make you desperate for it, but you won't get it. Because, baby, you're mine."

Malcolm whimpers, "Please..." His length twitches desperately, as he claws his way back from the edge. His stomach burns, and his chest rises and falls with rough breaths. "I wanna be good for you, daddy, please let me. I'll be so good for you." He's rambling, he's sure of it, but if the look on Gil's face proves anything, it's working wonders. "I just wanna please you. This is for you, all of me. I just--" Malcolm’s cock drools a steady stream of precum on his stomach, and Gil wishes he could lick it up.

"Shhhh... Calm down, baby. I need you to calm down or you’re going to accidentally cum." Gil purrs, kissing him softly. "You're doing good, but I wanna switch gears."

"Wha--?"

"I still want to edge you another time or two, but I think I want to go about it differently. How would you feel about us trying out that pretty new bullet toy you bought the other day? The ring one."

"Yes, please!" Malcolm nods, eyes refusing to open, "It's in the steamer trunk in a black bag. I haven't opened it yet. I didn't wanna use it without you."

"Hmmm... Good boy." He leans down, pressing a kiss to Malcolm's ribs before stepping to the end of the bed and retrieving the bag and box. He rips into it, pulling the pastel blue silicone vibrator from the container and slides his fingers into the ring at the base, putting the notches in between his fingers. "Here we are." He turns it on and the noise fills the space between them. "Feeling far enough from the edge?"

"Mhmn."

"Good." He passes the toy over Malcolm's nipples, reveling in the arch of his back against it. "You like that?" Not lingering too long in one spot, he trails the toy downwards, over his length slowly. "How about this?" The toy shoots vibrations through the tip of his cock, and Malcolm screams. "Aw, you sound so pretty, baby."

Malcolm murmurs, head rising to watch Gil's movements, "I--I'm close again, Gil..."

"You're what?"

"Close!" He shouts, body thrashing under the toy's pressure.

"Already? That's a shame, I'm having so much fun with this toy of yours..." He presses it down again, watching the tears fall from the younger's blue eyes. "You're doing so good... Hold it for me. Hold on."

"I-- I can't..." Malcolm whines, pushing his hips downward, "Please I can't, daddy, turn it off!"

"Color?" Gil asks, removing the toy from his hand and waiting for a reply.

"Green," Malcolm replies, begrudgingly. "I'm green."

"Are you just saying that?"

"No, ‘m green. This... fuck... this is the hottest scene we've done..."

"Is that so?" Gil growls, giving himself a sympathetic squeeze through his slacks. He's going to have to fuck him soon, or else he's going to explode.

"I need you inside of me, daddy." Bright whimpers, finally catching the older man's eye.

"Yeah... yeah, fuck. I need that too, baby." Gil's voice comes out ragged as he unbuttons his slacks, pulling them off finally. He stands at the side of the bed in his black boxers, and he swears he can see the way Malcolm's mouth waters at the outline of his cock. He palms himself over the fabric, giving the younger man a show. His hands fall on both sides of Bright's head, as he connects their lips filthily, "God, Malcolm, I wanted to take you in the office earlier. I wanted everyone there to know you're mine. To know I own you. Sure, they all do from your ring, but no... I want them to know I own you like this. I wanted to make sure your little friend knew you were mine. That no one else can give it to you like I can."

"Yours." Malcolm echoes, nuzzling Gil's chin, "I need you, Gil.."

Gil nods, reaching into the side table blindly, hand wrapping around the bottle of lube. With it in his right hand, his left drifts down to pull the toy from Malcolm's ass. When his fingers tap the end of the toy, a jolt passes through the man's spine. It turns to a shiver when he turns it, pulling it out slowly leaving him clenching around nothing.

"Please..." He whimpers, "Please, please, please..."

"That's it, beg for me." Gil murmurs, "Good boy." He coats his fingers in lube, dropping it as he whispers praise into the air. He slips them into the younger's waiting hole, drinking in the gasps and mewls they're met with. He curls and scissors them, bumping along his husband's walls, searching for--

Bright cries out, cock twitching, "Oh fuck!"

"There it is." He murmurs, pressing the fingers insistently against his prostate. "Come on, give me a pretty noise and I'll add a third."

In reply, Malcolm moans, back arching desperately. Gil rewards him with a third finger as he kisses him gently. He scissors them, making space for himself. "I'm good... please let it burn a little..." the profiler murmurs, not breaking eye contact as he sucks a lip into his mouth.

With that, Gil pulls his fingers out and chuckles when he whines, "I have to take them out if you want me to fuck you, baby."

"I do, fuck, please put it in."

Gil nods, running a hand over his dick, coating it in lube before he presses the tip inside. Malcolm begs for more, even when the older man inches into him. "I can't move until you're ready, sweetheart. I don't want you to get hurt."

Malcolm raises an eyebrow at the words, "Much." He replies with a smirk.

The older man jerks his hips and groans. "Fuck, you feel amazing. Always so perfect for me, baby boy. Like you were made for my cock aren't you?"

"For you. Only you, daddy." He whimpers, "Fuck, please... Fucking take me. Claim me. Make yours."

Gil nods, fucking his hips into the younger, their moans mixing in the space between their lips, desperation painting every gasp, whimper, and curse.

"T-talk to me, Gil, I'm not going to last much longer I'm so fucking sensitive."

He nods, breaths coming out labored, "Fuck..." He rolls his hips, hitting Malcolm's spot dead-on each time, "You're mine." He starts, words falling past his lips like poetry, "You're so good for me, baby. You feel like you were made just for my cock. Your mouth and your perfect little ass. No one else gives it to you like this do they? Know why? Because they know you're mine. That you’re my baby boy."

"Daddy!" Malcolm echoes, rutting his hips to meet Gil thrust for thrust. He whimpers when Gil's hands come to meet his, as their fingers intertwine. "Fuck... Please, no one else fucks me like you do, give it to me! Just like you always have, make me yours, Sir. Give it to me. Please, mark me!" He whines, voice labored and wrecked from his moans. Gil nods, licking and sucking a mark into his throat, just under his jaw, hips finding a rhythm that's punctuated by perfect gasps.

The mark comes up purple, as he licks it, nipping at the younger's jaw. "You're doing so good. Are you close?"

He nods, hooking his ankles behind Gil's hips, encouraging him to speed up his thrusts. He whines like it's a prayer, begging desperately, "Fuck, daddy, please... Please, please please, please... Let me cum for you. I'll be so good for you! I'm sorry for teasing you earlier, please let me cum. I wanna be good for you, please... 'M so close..."

"Fuck, cum for me, sweetheart. Show me how good daddy makes you feel. Come on, do it! Come on, be a good boy for me, Bright." He encourages, wrapping his hand around Malcolm's cock as he speeds up his thrusts.

He feels it before he hears it. The way Malcolm tightens around him, mewling and whimpering, a steady stream of 'Gil' and 'daddy' slipping from his mouth. Streaks of white hit his chest and Gil's hand as he arches, and Gil swears there's nothing more gorgeous in the world.

He moves to pull out, but Malcolm stops him, "Keep going, please? I want you to cum in me, daddy. Please?" His blue eyes sparkle in the dying light from the outside, as he fights to catch his breath.

"Fucking hell, kid." Gil groans, "Can you tell me who you belong to?"

"I belong to you, Daddy. I'm your baby boy." He whimpers from the overstimulation, clenching and unclenching around Gil's length moving inside of him. "Mark me, so no one else can have me, please... No one else can give it to me how you can. Please give it to me, daddy."

"Fuck! Baby!" Gil shouts, his orgasm overtaking him as he falls against the bed, breaths ghosting over Malcolm's throat as he fucks into him. "So so so good, for me."

Malcolm nuzzles against the older man as he pulls out; the feeling of cum drooling from his puffy hole causing him to shiver. "Thank you." He murmurs, kissing him again gently.

"Of course, baby." Gil nods, smiling down at his husband, pulling the younger man on top of him.

"I love you," He whispers, pressing a kiss to Gil's chest when they settle properly on the bed.

"I love you, too. You did so good for me. Such a good boy for me, Malcolm. Thank you for trusting me and for being so responsive. You're so good." He whispers, fingers combing through Bright's hair, the other hand running up and down his arm. "Was that okay?"

"It was so good, Gil, thank you. Definitely in one of my top three scenes we've done. I needed that."

"I needed it too, sweetheart. I didn't realize I needed to be reminded I belong to you as much as you do me."

"Mhm, you're my husband. Especially when you're being all hot and possessive. Then you're extra my husband." They chuckle, connecting their lips in a gentle kiss.

"That doesn't even make sense, you dork." Gil laughs, "We need to shower though before I order us dinner, alright?"

"In a minute..." Malcolm laughs, rolling onto his front, "I don't want to move, I feel like jelly."

"Now, you lazy baby." Gil prods, "I am prepared to carry you in there." Malcolm rolls over and raises his arms, "You're actually going to make me--" He rolls his eyes and picks up the other man, carrying him to the bathroom to turn on the shower, "You're so lucky I love you." His irritation is shadowed by the chuckle he lets slip but hides it with a kiss.

"I am."

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The next day, the two walk into the precinct, separating at the entrance for Gil to collect coffees from the breakroom.

"Good morning!" Malcolm cheerfully greets, all but skipping into the conference room.

"Listen, I know you suddenly decided to be a morning person, but it's 8 am and I--" Dani starts, but trails off when she sees it.

"Holy shit, Bright, did you get attacked by a vampire? That's a hell of a mark you've got there!" JT exclaims, brow furrowing when he notices the marks on Malcolm's throat.

His hand rises to touch the ring of teeth peering just over the edge of the suit collar, "Um..."

The two detectives' faces pale when they realize where it came from. Dani's jaw drops in disbelief, "I knew you guys were married, but I didn't realize Gil was that ki-"

"What are you guys talking about?" Gil interrupts, stepping into the room and handing Malcolm a mug of sugary coffee.

"Nothing!" Malcolm replies quickly, blushing deeply.

"Nothing but Malcolm's possessive-ass, possibly vampiric husband." JT murmurs, handing Dani the case file to fill them in on the case.

The three chuckle when Gil's face pinkens, enjoying the brief moment of flustering before continuing with the case discussion.

Malcolm catches Gil's eye, touching his hand to the bite mark and blushes at the wink he receives in reply.

He briefly wishes Vijay were still at the precinct, so he can finally know the truth: he's happily claimed.

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EVH has updated its MIJ Series with the Signature Wolfgang electric guitar – a model that finds itself between the premium USA and affordable Mexican-made iterations of the Wolfgang template.

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But this version of Eddie Van Halen's signature guitar is not only notable for its middle-ground price bracket and its faithful spec sheet – its Japanese origins are also significant.

Japan is, after all, a country whose guitar-building exploits are closely linked with Eddie Van Halen, who throughout his career played numerous models that were built in the Fujigen factory.

Examples of Van Halen's own assortment of Japanese-built guitars include his bolt-on Flying V and lbanez destroyer, as well as an assortment of Japanese Strats.

This MIJ Wolfgang, then, takes on an even greater layer of meaning for Van Halen fans.

Arriving in the same classic Ivory and Stealth Black colorways found on the USA Edward Van Halen Signature, the MIJ model also features an identical basswood body with Big Leaf maple top, as well as a bolt-on quartersawn maple neck.

The neck profile, as was the case with the USA six-strings, has been crafted to Van Halen’s exacting specifications, and is complemented with a 12”-16” compound radius ebony fingerboard that flashes 22 stainless steel frets.

It’s worth noting the Stealth Black version is adorned with pearloid dot inlays, while the Ivory variant opts for pearloid block inlays.

Other direct similarities to the top-of-the-line Wolfgang include the EVH-branded Floyd Rose locking tremolo with EVH D-Tuna, R2 locking nut, heel-mount truss rod wheel and 25.5” scale length.

In the electronics department, EVH Wolfgang Alnico 2 bridge and Alnico 3 neck humbuckers are wired to a three-way toggle switch and a kill switch. The volume control features a low-friction pot and treble bleed circuit, while the tone knob has a high-friction pot to avoid accidental rolls.

The MIJ Wolfgangs have been a long time coming, after EVH co-runner Matt Bruck told Guitar World of the brand’s plans to reignite its Japanese links.

“Ed’s history with Japanese guitars predates Van Halen’s records,” Bruck said at the time. “He played a bolt-on Flying V and an Ibanez Destroyer during the club days, which were both built by Fujigen. People also don’t know that Ed did a lot of experiments on Japanese Strats before and after the first record.”

“We’re super-excited to do something with Fujigen and for the Japanese market. People in America and around the world will be able to access those models, too.”

As mentioned above, the MIJ Signature Wolfgang sits between the $4k USA model and $750 Mexican version, and will be available for $2,699.

To find out more, head over to EVH.

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Overhead Line Product Market Introducing New Industry Dynamics Through Swot Analysis [2024 – 2033]

Market Definition

Overhead line product is a specialized type of product used in the construction and maintenance of overhead power lines. This type of product is designed to be used in the installation and maintenance of overhead power lines. This type of product includes a variety of components such as insulators, conductors, cross arms, poles, brackets, and other accessories.

The insulators are used to keep the electricity from flowing to the ground, while the conductors are used to transfer electricity from one point to another. The cross arms are used to support the conductors and the poles are used to mount the insulators and other accessories. The brackets are used to mount the poles to the ground.

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Market Dynamics

Overhead line product technology is constantly evolving and developing to meet the needs of the ever-changing energy landscape. This technology is used in the construction of overhead power lines, which are the backbone of the electrical grid. Overheadline product technology has been revolutionized by the introduction of new materials, components, and systems that enable the safe and reliable transmission and distribution of electricity.

One of the key trends in overhead line product technology is the increased use of composite materials. Composite materials are a combination of two or more materials with different physical or chemical properties. These materials can be engineered to have superior strength and flexibility, making them ideal for overhead power lines. Composite materials are also lightweight, which reduces the strain on the supporting structures. This makes them ideal for use in high-voltage lines, as it reduces the risk of line sag and power loss.

Another trend in overhead line product technology is the use of smart technologies. Smart technologies allow for more efficient control of the power lines. This includes the use of sensors and monitoring systems that can detect potential problems and take corrective action. Smart technologies also allow for remote monitoring and control of the power lines, which can help reduce downtime and improve reliability.

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Research Objectives

Estimates and forecast the overall market size for the total market, across product, service type, type, end-user, and region

Detailed information and key takeaways on qualitative and quantitative trends, dynamics, business framework, competitive landscape, and company profiling

Identify factors influencing market growth and challenges, opportunities, drivers, and restraints

Identify factors that could limit company participation in identified international markets to help properly calibrate market share expectations and growth rates

Trace and evaluate key development strategies like acquisitions, product launches, mergers, collaborations, business expansions, agreements, partnerships, and R&D activities

Thoroughly analyze smaller market segments strategically, focusing on their potential, individual patterns of growth, and impact on the overall market

To thoroughly outline the competitive landscape within the market, including an assessment of business and corporate strategies, aimed at monitoring and dissecting competitive advancements.

Identify the primary market participants, based on their business objectives, regional footprint, product offerings, and strategic initiatives

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Market Segments

The market can be segmented by product type, voltage range, end-user, material, and region. By Product Type, the market can be divided into Overhead Conductors, Overhead Power Cables, Transmission Towers, Pole Structures, Insulators, and Others. By Voltage Range, the market can be divided into Low Voltage, Medium Voltage, High Voltage, Extra High Voltage, Ultra High Voltage, and Others. By End-User, the market can be divided into Power Transmission, Power Distribution, Rail Electrification, and Others. By Material, the market can be divided into Aluminum, Copper, Steel, Composite, and Others. By region, the market is divided into North America, Europe, Asia-Pacific, and the Rest of the World.

Key Player

The market includes players such as Nexans (FRA), Prysmian Group (ITA), General Cable (USA), Sumitomo Electric Industries (JPN), Encore Wire (USA), Finolex Cables (IND), KEI Industries (IND), Polycab Wires (IND), APAR Industries (IND), and Sterlite Technologies (IND), among others.

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Research Scope

Scope – Highlights, Trends, Insights. Attractiveness, Forecast

Market Sizing – Product Type, End User, Offering Type, Technology, Region, Country, Others

Market Dynamics – Market Segmentation, Demand and Supply, Bargaining Power of Buyers and Sellers, Drivers, Restraints, Opportunities, Threat Analysis, Impact Analysis, Porter 5 Forces, Ansoff Analysis, Supply Chain

Business Framework – Case Studies, Regulatory Landscape, Pricing, Policies and Regulations, New Product Launches. M&As, Recent Developments

Competitive Landscape – Market Share Analysis, Market Leaders, Emerging Players, Vendor Benchmarking, Developmental Strategy Benchmarking, PESTLE Analysis, Value Chain Analysis

Company Profiles – Overview, Business Segments, Business Performance, Product Offering, Key Developmental Strategies, SWOT Analysis

Forecast Period – 2024-2033

Base Year – 2023

Advanced Energy Market to Witness Huge Growth by 2033

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Market Definition

The Advanced Energy Market is experiencing dynamic growth as global efforts intensify to transition towards cleaner, more sustainable energy solutions. This market encompasses a diverse array of technologies and innovations aimed at optimizing energy production, storage, and consumption. Key segments include renewable energy sources such as solar, wind, and hydro power, energy storage systems, smart grids, and energy-efficient technologies. Governments, businesses, and consumers are increasingly recognizing the importance of advanced energy solutions in mitigating climate change and enhancing energy resilience.

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Market Outlook

The market outlook for the advanced energy sector is highly promising, reflecting a global shift towards sustainable and resilient energy solutions. As countries strive to meet ambitious climate targets, the demand for advanced energy technologies such as solar, wind, and energy storage systems is expected to surge. The declining costs of renewable energy sources, coupled with advancements in energy storage and digital technologies, are enhancing the competitiveness of advanced energy solutions. Governments worldwide are implementing supportive policies, incentives, and regulatory frameworks to accelerate the adoption of these technologies, fostering a favorable environment for market growth. Additionally, the increasing corporate focus on sustainability and environmental responsibility is driving a significant uptick in demand from businesses looking to transition to cleaner and more efficient energy sources.

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Identify factors influencing market growth and challenges, opportunities, drivers and restraints

Identify factors that could limit company participation in identified international markets to help properly calibrate market share expectations and growth rates

Trace and evaluate key development strategies like acquisitions, product launches, mergers, collaborations, business expansions, agreements, partnerships, and R&D activities

Thoroughly analyze smaller market segments strategically, focusing on their potential, individual patterns of growth, and impact on the overall market

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Identify the primary market participants, based on their business objectives, regional footprint, product offerings, and strategic initiatives

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Market Segmentation

The advanced energy market exhibits diverse segmentation based on the wide array of technologies and solutions it encompasses. One key segmentation is by energy source, encompassing renewable sources like solar, wind, hydro, and geothermal energy, along with emerging technologies such as advanced nuclear power. Energy storage systems, including batteries and other innovative storage solutions, form another significant segment, addressing the need for efficient energy management and grid stability. Additionally, the market can be segmented based on end-use sectors, such as residential, commercial, industrial, and transportation, each with unique energy requirements and technological solutions.

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Major Players

The key players in the Global Advanced Energy Market Ford Motor Company (US), ENN energy holdings ltd. (China), Clean Energy Fuels Corp. (US), Cummins, Inc. (US) Shell PLC (UK), Advanced Energy Industries, Inc. (UK), alstom (France), Shneider Electric (France), Siemens (Germany), Itron, Inc. (US)

Drug Eluting Stent Market to Witness Significant Incremental Opportunity Through 2033 - LinkeWire

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Market Definition

A drug-eluting stent (DES) is a type of stent that is placed in the body to help keep blood vessels open. It is coated with a medication that is slowly released over time to help prevent the formation of scar tissue, which can lead to a blockage of the vessel. The drug-eluting stent is most often used in the coronary arteries to help treat coronary artery disease (CAD).

Market Dynamics

The first trend is the development of biodegradable polymer stents. Traditional DES are made from stainless steel and are coated with a polymer and a drug. This polymer is designed to slowly release the drug over time, allowing for sustained therapeutic action. However, these polymers can remain in the body for long periods, which can cause inflammation and an increased risk of thrombosis. Biodegradable polymer stents are designed to dissolve over time, allowing for the drug to be released and then removed from the body. These stents are thought to be safer and more effective than traditional DES.

Further, the development of drug/polymer combinations. Traditional DES uses a single drug and polymer, but new devices are being developed that combine multiple drugs and polymers. This allows for the release of multiple drugs with different therapeutic effects, allowing for better control of the therapeutic action. This is especially important for complex coronary artery lesions, where multiple drugs may be needed to achieve optimal results.

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