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nickgoesinsane · 11 months
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Imagine Jessica (spiderwoman) calls up Hobie to tell him he's got a mission and he's like "Nah got eggs laid in me I can't" and ur laughing in the background because 1. Jess herself went to work pregnant and 2. they aren't even fertilized. He just wants an excuse to have your dick in him some more
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“Sorry, Jess,” Hobie says unapologetically, and she gets a clear view of your head tucked into his neck. His grin falters with a grunt, and his eyelids flutter. “Got, mmm, some eggs inside me right now. Can’t go. Y’know how it is.” 
“Hobie.” Jessica sounds tired, and you don’t have to look at her to know she’s giving Hobie a disapproving look. “Stop answering calls when you’re having sex.” 
“Stop callin’ then.” Hobie slurs back, gasping and digging his nails into your back as another egg stretches him open. He forgets about the call and tightens his legs around your waist, his cock drooling against your stomach. “Oooh, fuck, yesyesyes—”
Jess rolls her eyes and hangs up.
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yourlocalstranger123 · 10 months
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artist: superrbanana. App: Twitter
Note: the way I'm ashamed but at the same time not for finding these pictures.....but he's so pretty and omg!!! (I don't think I'm mentally sane anymore-)
I didn't fully watch the spiderverse yet, so i dont think i have the concept of him exactly understood, but i hope you enjoy
(Don't mind the 2 bold sentence, it's just the repeated words in the picture 😅)
Warning: Slight NSFW at the end, sub Hobie
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The first time Hobie and you met, he almost fell in love at first sight. You were a musician. You tried many, always changed the instrument, tried different ways, and did different tastes of music. He kept going over to your usual place and sometimes even listened to you from afar from your window.
He was not expecting that you would greet him first. But definitely didn't complain. He would always notice when you tried new styles, sometimes you would ask him to match. He didn't mind. He was happy to try new things out.
He loved the little nicknames you gave him. It was amusing. He would keep mentioning you in most conversations unconsciously. Which made miguel annoyed. When you guys officially dated, he would sometimes bring flowers or small gifts to you.
Smiling as you happily accepted it. At first, when you threw compliments there and here, at least once a day or say how much you love him and even hug him. Or perhaps give him a kiss. He was surprised, but he gradually got used to it and welcomed it.
When you flirted with him for the first time, it caught him off guard. It made him even flustered, too. But he flirted back also after some time. And if you went with Hobie in the spider headquarters or spider city (I don't know what it's called)
Miguel would have such a headache when you guys flirted or become lovey dovey with each other around him.
You woke up from the sound of knocking at your window. You walked up to it, seeing Hobie waving at you and pointing at the lock to let him in. Hobie quickly comes in when you opened it as he sat on the couch.
"Hey, luv. Hope you didn't mind me bargin 'n so late at night"
Hobie smiled as you sighed. Hobie followed you to the bedroom since you guys have been sleeping and cuddling together. Hobie sat at the edge of the bed, waiting for you to join him, but instead, you just put both of your hands on his face.
Hobie smiled as he tilted his head and kissed your palm. Still looking at you as he pampered your palm with more kisses. Still holding your hand, he pulled you closer for a kiss. Putting his hand around your neck or waist as he continued the kiss. He broke the kiss with a string of saliva.
He panted as he went for another kiss, trying to make you closer than you are already. He could feel you smirk as your knee grinded his crouch, shuddering from the sudden shock of pleasure.
"Please, just- hgnh...keep touching me there... just like that....it feels so ah-! So good..hngh...."
His head threw back as he panted, softly moaning as he hugged you tighter.
"Need you....so damn bad..."
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havensins · 10 months
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Sub Hobie Brown x Dom reader
one we’re fucking hobie dumb and his eyes roll in the back of his head with his tongue out coming so hard
hobie would normally be so full of smart remarks or quips, so it would be fun to see how you could tease or fuck him until he had no coherent thought left in his pretty little head.
the way i picture it, hobie would be on his back with you between his thighs and fucking him within an inch of his life. his legs would be crossed behind your back, clasping at the ankle and forcing you to get impossibly deeper. one arm would be draped over your shoulder while the other would be gripping the sheets.
“y-you’re- oh, oh! fuck! pleasepleaseplease!” he’d sob, breathing harshly as his cock wept pitifully on his stomach. his brain would turn into fuckin’ mush bc he’s so sensitive and you’re so deep.
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taurder · 10 months
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Taur hear me out. Ok hobie/spider punk said he doesn't believe in consistency, how about dom male reader who keep changing the thrust from violently fast to painfully slow? And hobie doesnt belive in labels. So dom male reader feminised him. - 🐗 anon-
top!dom!reader x sub!hobie brown.
contains: feminization, edging, hobie wearing eyeliner, begging, anal, dirty talk.
note: i fucking love edging and overtism stuff, i adore your ideas sm don't ever stop sending them.
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"no, no, not again! please!" hobie whined loudly, eyes opening again as your hips suddenly stopped smacking against his ass. he was up in the bed with his legs spread open, one of them hooked in your shoulder and the other hanging at the edge of the mattress, his body slightly turned to a side and his arms secured behind his back. "keep going, luv..." you cut his pleading by sliding painfully slow out of his abused and generously lubed hole, taking another whine out of his mouth.
this had been going on for a while, and just by seeing the state in which he was one could tell. his chest was going up and down rapidly, and his face showed how much he was struggling. a few tears have been going down his temples and adding that to the way he had been grinding his face into the sheets from time to time it had messed up his eyeliner. there were stains of the black make-up in the bed as well, but in your eyes his face looked delightful like this.
"i just want to take my time with my girl" you started thrusting back in, slow, allowing him to feel every inch of your cock that entered his body. he moaned, throwing his head up and arching his lower back. "that's it, let me fill your pussy" his dick spurted more pre cum somehow even if it was already shiny with plenty, throbbing painfully hard for the lack of attention. he had been close for a while now.
you pushed until your ballsack was right against his ass, and you could hear his whimpers along with his pleading words asking for more. you repeated the process three more times, getting completely out, barely letting your tip touch his greedy hole before thrusting home once again, taking your time and enjoying watching him shiver and beg. "i can't– i don't– fuckfuckfuck!" he cried out as soon as you changed your pace without warning, fucking him fast while holding his hips, watching his eyes go up and his dick bounce with the force of your thrusts.
the sounds the fast fucking made were your favorite, plus the constant moaning of your name. you were insulted and thanked in the same half choked sentence more than once. "cumming, i'm gonna cum so hard agghhh–mmghh" you stopped again, right inside of him as he once again pressed half his face into the sheets, cursing out as his dick just let out another amout of pre. "you're taking the piss on me" he looked at you with wet eyes, eyeliner beyond ruined and mouth fresh with some saliva on it.
you leaned down, forcing his leg to go up, showing you how flexible he was as you pressed a kiss in his mouth, simple but loving, and even if he was a little pissed he returned it, earning movement from you again. in this new position you started fucking him, deep, right into his prostate and feeling between both your stomachs his wet dick. "i thought you would like this" you murmured, feeling how he exhaled. "you don't like consistency, do you? so i'm doing exactly the opposite of that, baby girl"
he moaned into your mouth for the nickname, moving to meet your thrusts that were starting to go a bit faster. "i'm sorry i ruined your make-up in the process, but you still look handsome like this" you reached between your bodies wih your hand, pressing his length against his own belly, making sure he could also feel the bulge your cock made in him. "you feel me? i love being this deep into you" hobie mumbled your name, pleading to be able to cum.
"i know, i know. you can wait a little more, right? i want to mess you up more" you stopped to let him think, watching his eyes blink to gain a little more consciousness, breathing a few seconds and moaning when he could feel your dick twitching inside of him. he nodded and whispered a confirmation and it was all you needed to resume your vicious thrusting.
he was so good to you, loud and compliant even if he cursed your name every time you changed your pacing, his heart fluttering every time you praised his looks, calling him gorgeous, pretty; describing how greedy his ass was, how full of your seed his cunt was going to be. he loved every time your mouth would spit any kind of filth, and when he finally came his vision went white, body going slack in exhaustion as he yelled your name one final time.
you cleaned him properly after several minutes of letting him relax and come to his senses and he didn't help you out in the slightest. "i'm absolutely knackered, you did this so you clean it up" he had mumbled out, eyes closed and a satisfied grin in his face when you teased him about it. you didn't argue, but you did laugh softly when mid cleaning you hear him snore.
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airrain · 10 months
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Im so normal about him‼️
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iforgotmyname2233 · 4 months
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slut.
"treat me like a slut, little dirty bitch, I love to fuck..."
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Genre: smut.
Format: One-shot, a short one at that.
Contents: sub!hobie, dom!reader, dry humping, pegging, hobie literally behaving like a slut, reader wearing a strap-on, hair pulling, overstimulation, hobie whining and whimpering.
Author's note: I'm so sick rn I have the worst flu ever, but I gotta feed my people, besides, who doesn't love a proper slut like Hobie? Also, this one is really really short but I think it's yummy, so eat up, requests open as always.
Smut under the cut!
Hobie thought himself to be a stubborn guy, always standing his ground for what he believed in, always breaking rules and never following the leader.
However, when he found himself straddling your lap, his black-painted nails scratching your naked back as he tried to grasp the pleasure he felt when he grinded his clothed boner against you, you were sure that you had him wrapped around your finger.
"Please luv.. feels s'good.. fuck.."
He mumbled against your ear, babbling your name and moaning as he bucked his hips against you pathetically.
"Don't slut yourself out, love.."
You chuckled, looking attentively at Hobie's fucked out face, blushing, drooling and his eyebrows furrowed.
"Don't care anymore, wanna be ya slut.. please luv.. make me your slut..."
He begged pathetically between moans, grateful for the way you pinned him down to the bed before he could hump your thigh anymore, because if he did, he'd be cumming all over his pants.
You helped Hobie take off his remaining clothes as he did the same for you, both breathing a bit heavily from the tension.
"You wanna be treated like a slut, then? you should start behaving like one, lay on your stomach, now."
You commanded, and Hobie obeyed as if your words were his only salvation, as if you were the only dictator Hobie would dedicate his life to obeying.
As he adjusted his position, you grabbed your strap-on from your bedside drawer and put it on, spreading Hobie's legs nice and wide as he locked his ankles behind your back, you stroked Hobie's tender ring of muscles with the tip of your strap-on dick, only to slam all at once into Hobie's tight hole, he let out a whine as he tried to adjust to your intrusion, not knowing how to take it as he grasped at the pillows and scratched them with his black painted nails, his hips stuttering almost as much as his voice.
You started thrusting your hips into him in a slow pace, giving Hobie time to adjust, but Hobie muttered a small "F-Faster..", and that's when you started to truly treat him like the slut he was, you pulled on his hair and slammed into him hard and fast, making him gasp and shudder as he whined loudly.
You absolutely destroyed his insides for a while, hearing him whimper and beg for you to slow down, but not complying.
"Please... 's too much.."
He whined, not knowing how to deal with the way you slammed into him and the way his dick stroked the bed, turning him into an overstimulated, babbling mess.
"Oh, so it's too much now? Too fucking bad, this is what you wanted, wasn't it?"
As you continued to thrust into him, he just whined more and more, begging you to stop, but after a few seconds, his body stiffened and then loosened up, and then you saw the sheets under his dick, tainted and wet with cum as he whimpered oh so pathetically...
"You're such a slut, Hobie."
"J-just for you.."
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domxmarvel · 8 months
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After hours
Pairing: Hobie x Female!Reader
Prompt: He's only here for one thing But (so am I)
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After several hours of work it was finally time to close,the pub was quickly emptied leaving you all alone. The sign was already flipped to say closed so you weren’t expecting anyone,so when you heard the bell you quickly responded with.
“We’re closed,you’ll have to come back tomorrow”
“Oh,darlin’ I don’t think I can wait another second” You immediately recognized who the voice belonged to. 
“Already back for more?” You teased,but he just ignored you and set down a small bag in front of you and you immediately knew what was in there. “Here,what if someone walks in?”
“I thought you were closed” He teased,moving closer to you. Rolling your eyes,you moved to stand behind him slamming him onto the bar top. Grinding against him as you laid down,pressing your chest to his back. Kissing and biting at his neck,you had barely started and he was already whimpering. You stood up,pulling Hobie up by his jacket and you led him to one of the pool tables. Pushing him onto his back,he immediately wrapped his long legs around you.
“You’re so pretty when you’re needy” You started pounding into him before he could say anything else,he wasn’t holding back any of his moans. You moved your hands to cup his face,stopping for a moment to look at him. He took this moment to catch his breath,turning his head to kiss your palm. 
“Whatcha waiting for? Fuck me”
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kaisworlds · 10 months
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obsessing over the idea of hobie wearing make up (dark lipstick and graphic eyeliner) and the process of ruining it during a good fuck he would purposefully wear the non water proof eyeliner just so he could see how it looks in the mirror when he is done
he's the type to take pictures and videos during and after/ask you to take videos while you fuck him, looking through his gallery while we is on really long missions or when you arent home
he's the type to send you nudes while he knows your busy with a work meeting or something just to tease you, he knows you'll fuck him when you get home.
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godotbynight · 10 months
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Need more submissive hobie content cause i like brat taming and i don’t really need him to beg or anything but it’d be cute to edge him until he can’t form coherent sentences, just choked out words like “so good, feels so good, i’m, shit, love i’m so close -“
And when he comes it’s the silent, shaking, trembling kind that leaves him breathless for a couple of seconds, his vision whited out, his mind completely blank, and when he finally comes to, he’d huff out a long breath, put an arm over his eyes, and laugh: “that was mental, what was that about?”
Just a thought.
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nickgoesinsane · 11 months
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hobie doing his eyeliner only for u to ruin it by fucking him so hard he cries,,,
Hobie will dedicate a few minutes of his time every day in front of the mirror making sure his eyeliner and lipstick are flawless. He makes it a point not to get the waterproof and smudge proof brands, simply because he loves the way they look once you’re done with him. There will be black lines trailing down his face, pathways marked by the overwhelmed tears dripping from his eyes when you pin him down and drill into him without abandon. He smiles, pleased, when he sees all the black lipstick stains he’s left on your body. On your mouth, your collarbones, down your stomach and around the base of your cock. You chuckle at the satisfaction on his face and lean in to kiss his sweaty forehead, pushing his wicks back as you use a wet cloth to wipe his ruined makeup away.
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pastelclovds · 11 months
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Hobie Brown...i need his hobussy
i need it more than air
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havensins · 10 months
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Constantly teasing hobie brown with inconsistent pace and feminization, cause hobie doesn't believe in labels and consistency 🗣️❗
this ask genuinely made me melt when i got it gosh
just switching up your pace from leisurely fucking into him to treating him as if he were a toy for your use. the inconsistency would make him nearly sob as he begs you to stick to one or the other, or simply let him cum.
and don’t even get me started on dressing him up a little!! putting him in mascara or eyeliner that you know with be sure to run down his cheeks because you fully intend on making him cry.
hobie would whine from underneath you as you slowed down your pace once again, choking out a sob as his thighs wrapped themselves around your waist like a vice. one of his hands grabbed at your shoulder while the other gripped the sheets.
“please, love, please,” he mutters, “i can’t take it anymore, i can’t come like this.” he cries, and the mascara runs even more. “what’s the matter? i thought you hated consistency sweet girl?” you’d tease, using a thumb to smear at his cheeks where the makeup has clumped up a little.
he’s cry out at the name, clenching around you and pulling you even closer if possible. “i don’t- i’m-“ his brain would nearly be turned to absolute mush. and soon he’d be mindlessly apologizing as if that would get you to give into his wishes.
you fake a pout towards him and you knew that if he was capable of doing anything besides moaning, he’d be calling you every british insult in the book. “you seem so upset love, maybe i should be nice this time,” you’d murmur, collecting his hands in yours and pressing them into the sheets as you picked up your pace.
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taurder · 10 months
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(n) sfw
we come across hobie brown, who doesn't need to voice out his needs because you know him enough to satisfy him without having his low voice guiding you. and still he sometimes chooses to do it, for the sake of it and to keep you on your toes. wouldn't want you to think sex with him is predictable or basic.
so you have days when the assault of his prostate makes him produce the most lewd and obscene sounds you've ever heard in real life. he'll arch his back and grip his heels behind you so you don't even think of slowing down or sliding out of him. then your name will come followed by curses and random words that in his desperate tone might be intended as swearwords as well. his accent makes it better for you, and you get faster in your thrusts just to keep him going loose with his tongue.
he's not particularly chatty when you eat him out, mostly because he has the tendency to minimize his voice use, says it makes him feel your tongue even better. so he'll be with closed eyes and mouth just slightly open, puffing little grunts and whines as you have your way into him with tongue and fingers.
still, there's something about having him face to face that makes his thoughts run, ordering him to talk, and even if he doesn't ask for anything or guide you to a certain movement or position he'll find a way to let you know that he's enjoying himself with whatever it is that you're doing to him at the moment.
while having him on his back, fucking him raw and hard he will moan out how good you are. his hands will touch from his chest to his abdomen searching for something he always loves. just feeling the bulge in his skin makes him whine and leak more pre cum, knowing that is your length inside him that is causing it, showing off in the lower region of his abdomen each time you push deep inside him.
and so he'll say how big you feel, how bloody good you fuck him every damn time, making him feel full of you, and so you'll go faster and harder just to please him more, making him howl and whimper so sweetly you're almost regretting making him finish because it means his sounds will stop.
just when you're riding your climax and he's still recovering his breath hobie will start talking again, quick to laugh in pure satisfaction and giving you a blissed look. "that was fucking mental, luv".
still thirsty?
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miles4evr · 10 months
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AMERICA DAY RAHHHHHHHHHH🦅🇺🇸‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ FUCK THE BRITISH(I would love to fuck the British)
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iforgotmyname2233 · 5 months
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needy boy.
He needs you badly...
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Genre: smut
Format: One-shot.
Contents: sub!hobie, dom!reader, begging, crying, overstimulation, handjob (male receiving) male masturbation, edging.
Author's note: this is my very first smut but I've been wanting to do it for a while, if you have any requests for future smut, drabbles or fanfics I'll be more than happy to take them! Keep in mind this is my first time writing something for the public, but I'm still trying my best haha
Smut under the cut <3
it was around 11pm when you arrived home from god knows where, you felt slightly tired, rubbing your eyes and yawning as you walked up the stairs.
"Hobie.. I'm home.."
you spoke, hoping that Hobie would come out to say hi to you, but as you went up the stairs, you started to hear the muffled sounds of moaning, heavy breathing, and something wet squelching..
You went up to Hobie's closed door, hearing those sounds suddenly took away any tiredness you previously had, the thought of what you'd find on the other side of the door made your stomach flip, a part of you wanted to give Hobie his privacy, but the other part of you wanted to see the way he squirmed as he touched his pretty cock, you let out a sigh, your hand on the door handle.
You sighed and opened the door, your hand trembling as you saw the sight before you; Hobie's hand wrapped around his pretty cock, pre-cum leaking from his tip as he whined, laying down in his bed, his jeans thrown on the floor and his boxers hanging onto his trembling ankles for dear life, there was cum on his hand and on his naked stomach...he was desperate, desperate for you, no matter how many times he came, he wasn't satisfied, his cock was still rock hard as he whined and stroked himself in pure need.
"Oh, isn't this a sight for sore eyes?"
You cooed, smirking as Hobie noticed you, he gasped lightly and whined more, just seeing you made him even harder, if it was even possible.
You sat beside him on the bed, gently kissing his neck as he moaned, his neck was so sensitive, specially when he was all hot and bothered, and you knew it.
In a moment of boldness, you took Hobie's cock into your hand, looking at Hobie and asking.
"Use your words, love, do you want me to help you?"
Hobie just whined more and nodded, his cock was already twitching and leaking pre-cum into your hand as he tried bucking his hips against your fist.
"I need it so bad, luv.. please.. I couldn't stop thinking about you and your pretty hands... I need them.."
He whined, looking at you with desperate, needy eyes.
And with that single look, you started stroking him slowly.. your hand wrapping around the base of his cock as you moved it up and down, your thumb stroking the slit on his tip as he moaned and whined pathetically, mumbling small little sounds like "y-yes.." "so good.." "thank you.. ", tears crinkling up in his eyes as you stroked him, and you touched him so good that Hobie could swear he was seeing stars, all while gasping, moaning and whining out your name as he twitched in your palm, crying and begging for you to continue.
Your hand began to make a quicker pace on Hobie's dick, making it twitch as you pumped him just how he liked it. but it was getting so overstimulating for him... he was squirming, whining loudly and biting his lip as he felt heavy in his chest with pleasure, he felt like he might drown in it, but he wanted more, he wanted so, so much more.. he needed to cum, and you were making it easy for him as he felt his orgasm approaching rapidly.
...or so he thought before you pulled your hand away reluctantly.
He looked at you, feeling frustrated at his ruined orgasm as he cried, whining pathetically while he humped the air, trying to find some relief to calm his aching cock.
"Please luv.. don't do that to me.."
He sighed, tears crinkling in his eyes, hoping he would get his release now.
But oh how wrong he was.
2 damn hours had passed, by now, he would've came more times than he could count, but no, you decided to edge him over and over and over and over and over and over and over again, so here he was, crying, sobbing and begging you to let him cum as his legs and hips stuttered, tears running down his pretty little face, so overstimulated yet in need for something more.. but he couldn't handle it.. he just wished you would leave his poor dick alone for a second.
"Please just make me cum now.. please.. I can't take it anymore..!"
He cried, you looked at him with a slight pout of fake pity, in reality, you were getting a kick out of this, seeing your pretty boy being so needy was a huge turn on, but.. you've had no mercy with him for 2 hours, so... maybe it was time to give him some love.
"Okay pretty, I'm sorry." You chuckled, then started stroking him slowly all over again, small little wet squelching sounds going straight to your ears as you heard Hobie moan just like he always did, those moans were like your fuel, and Hobie was a blazing fire right at this moment, so you went faster, seeing the telltale signs of Hobie's soon-to-come orgasm, like the way his eyes rolled to the back of his skull, or the way his toes curled and his legs trembled, babbling moans, but this time, you were letting him have his prize.
And after a few seconds, you saw him, you saw the way hot spurts of milky cum spurted out of Hobie's now softening cock, he was whining like crazy and babbling a bunch of "thankyouthankyouthankyou"'s as he panted heavily..
...that was one hell of a night.
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airrain · 10 months
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I have the most horrendous drafts of smut writings for Hobie and Miguel and I am embarrassed✌️😭
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