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capraqueen · 4 days
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Rarely upload sketches (or semi-sketches, as in this case) but... Shameless Claude fanservice for my fav discord server ;)
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capraqueen · 14 days
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Collab between me and my good pal @kasumitanart! She drew her Ezra on the left, I drew my Claude on the right. Just a couple of *cough* totally platonic *cough* friends.
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capraqueen · 1 month
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-Husbands who love each other very much-
Their stories (obviously explicit smut):
Grimm & Claude belongs to me and @bunnidarling
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capraqueen · 2 months
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Tav version of Claude. I don't think I've ever loved any character I've ever made this much, holy shit.
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capraqueen · 2 months
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Absolutely crying over how hot and cute our babies are <3
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kofi for @bunnidarling, of Claude and Averyll <3 thank you so much for bringing these cuties for me again, Bunni!
commission info | patreon | twitter | Ko-fi | VGen | bluesky
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capraqueen · 2 months
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Two of my favorite boys (Kamain left Ezra right) for @kasumitanart <3
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capraqueen · 2 months
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Beautiful art of Claude and Averyll by @celticbotanart
Except from "I Want You":
When Averyll returned, he was promptly invited to sit down between the pair. He saw no reason to try to conceal his still blatantly obvious arousal; if anything it was proof that he had done what they asked of him. 
“Isn’t he just so good,” Claude praised Averyll, taking a greedy swig of the water he’d been offered. “The best we’ve had.” 
“He is,” Grimm simply said, the young man being pretty much crushed into him as Claude gave both of them a suffocatingly tight hug and kisses on their cheeks. 
“And also the only one who ended up loitering around our house like some high-maintenance pet,” he added. 
“Bit unfair,” Averyll grinned, confident in the fair amount of work he actually did around the house without even being asked to. 
“You are describing yourself, Treasure,” Grimm stated plainly, which wasn’t exactly true either but had his spouse laughing heartily nonetheless. 
“ Anyway,” Claude said and turned fully to Averyll, “How are you holding up? Any questions or concerns, other than how my husband is going to fit inside of you? We’ll warm you up as much as we possibly can, and you’ll be able to tap out at any time, okay?” 
“Umm…” He glanced down to the obvious tent in his trousers and pressed his lips together. “Apart from the obvious… Heh.” 
Grimm patted Averyll’s thigh, looking over to Claude. “What sort of gauntlet did you have planned for the lad, love?” 
Averyll turned to Claude as well, brows raised, “That’s a very good question, actually. Yes, what kind of gauntlet did you have planned for the lad?” 
“Well, you both know what today’s main event is going to be, and I haven’t changed my mind from what I suggested last night,” Claude informed his husband while lacing his fingers together on his lap. “Which was,” he continued for Averyll’s information, “That I’m going to make sure you’re nice and ready for my husband by tonight. What I’d like for you to do is to scamper off now and carry on with your day as you normally would, and I’ll come find you when I see fit. So don’t leave the house today, if you’d be so kind. What do you think about that?” 
“Yes ser,” Averyll said, biting his bottom lip in thought. “You’re sure that you want to… do that tonight?” Averyll knew how possessive Claude was of his husband, and part of him feared that he’d resent him. “I mean I’d understand if you changed your mind, is all.” 
Grimm chuckled at the boy’s concern. It was incredibly valid. Claude’s moods and whims could be mercurial at times. “It was his idea, lad. He brought it up and has been championing it. Not to say I don’t look forward to it myself.” Grimm looked forward to anything he knew would please his husband.
“Okay,” Averyll said, “If you’re both sure… I just don’t want to overstep.” 
“You’re delightfully sweet,” Claude said as he patted the young man’s cheek again, “and this is exactly why we want to do this with you.” He tucked a few stray copper curls behind Averyll’s pointed ear, looking at him with a sweet gaze and lingering smile, yet something terrifyingly merciless hidden beneath it. “And you wouldn’t do anything to try to lay claim on him, would you?” 
There it was. Part of Averyll wanted to back out completely, afraid Claude might change his mind in the middle of everything and kick him out into the street shrieking. “Gods no. Of course not! I…appreciate the trust. I would sooner leave and never come back than do anything that could put a wedge between you two. You must know that by now.” 
“Quit scaring the boy, love.” Grimm said, shaking his head. “He’s been talking about it for a while, Averyll. It’s not just some whim. And he knows better, he’s just being petty.” 
Claude belongs to @capraqueen and we wrote this together <3
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capraqueen · 3 months
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A commission I did a little while ago for @bunnidarling and @capraqueen OC’s Averyll, Claude, and Grimm.
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capraqueen · 3 months
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So incredibly gorgeous, I can only hope to make my part half as good! 😍
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An art trade for @capraqueen character Raileigh and with @bunnidarling character Averyll.
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capraqueen · 3 months
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My tiefling Claude getting his hair braided by his half-elf bestie Colette (belonging to @micropoe10)
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capraqueen · 3 months
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colored halfbody commission for @bunnidarling 💕
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capraqueen · 3 months
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I used to love drawing little chibis... Apparently I still do.
Claude (left) is mine, Grimm (right) is @bunnidarling's and they're VERY much in love.
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capraqueen · 3 months
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Another gorgeous commission from my girl @theartloca of my OC Grimm and @capraqueen's OC Claude
Chapter 8: "Ravenous Yet Gentle":
“But before we get into that,” Grimm said, releasing Claude’s hand, “I know you’ve never been with a man, but have you ever put anything there before? Or had a lover do it?” 
“Oh, well… yeah”, Claude blushed, darting his eyes away as if quickly recollecting some rather naughty memories. “I absolutely have. I guess one could call me experienced, even. Anyhow, it has been quite a long time since last, and you’re… big.” 
“Then it’s going to… take some time for you to be ready for me, but hopefully you’ll enjoy that part. I am absolutely certain I will.” Grimm’s calm, pleased smile turned rakish and his eyes glinted, earning another deep flush from his lover.
“That nightstand over there has to hold some kind of lube, for starters,” Claude said, hardly believing what he was so matter-of-factly discussing. “I’m quite tough, but I’ll want to know what you’re going to do before you do it, please.” 
“I won’t do anything without telling you. You’ve my word.” He gently nudged Claude to the side so he could rise again, checking over the various balms and salves on the side table; there was quite the array. He chose one in a green jar that had a slightly herbal aroma. “I think this one has healing properties, which could be helpful. He brought the jar with him and laid back down. 
“Get back on top of me, like you were.” 
“Alright… and now?” Claude said as he climbed back on top of him, looking at his face curiously.
Grimm coated his first three fingers with the balm and held it up for Claude to see, “First I’m going to massage you a bit to relax you some. Then I’m going to press one slowly inside of you. Is that alright?” He moved his hand to rest the palm gently against Claude’s ass, so there was no question of what exactly would be massaged. “If anything is too much or you don’t like it. Just tell me, and I’ll stop.”
“I like this,” Claude purred with his face just inches from Grimm’s, “it’s… unfathomably exciting when you talk to me like that, to be honest.” 
“Is it? You have no idea what your voice does to me. Except… I think you do know exactly what it does to me. Don’t you?” 
“I’ve come to understand that you’re quite fond of it,” Claude mused contentedly, “which is very lucky for me since I just never seem to be able to shut up.” He scooted up Grimm’s body by a few inches, his mouth so close to his ear that the words murmured directly into it drowned out all other sounds. “If I’m treated right, I can get… very vocal. Foul-mouthed, even. You’ve seen that a little bit already.” 
Grimm groaned softly as arousal spiked through him, “I plan on treating you so well, that filth flows from that pretty mouth of yours.” 
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capraqueen · 3 months
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Another kofi for @bunnidarling - this time, its Raileigh and Averyll <3 Thank you so much, Bunni!!
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capraqueen · 4 months
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Aylynsha'lee the Drow Sorceress (hubby's Tav - love her!)
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capraqueen · 4 months
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Portrait of my hubby's smoking hot Drow Tav, Aylynsha'lee. I obviously love her.
I'll be available for Tav requests soon!
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capraqueen · 4 months
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I Dreamed of You
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Several tenday have passed since Averyll's encounter with Claude and Grimm at his mum's inn, The Muse's Rose. He comes and goes as he pleases, and uses Claude and Grimm's cozy cottage as a second home, taking up residence in their guest room.
This arc is one of our favourites (especially @capraqueen!) And it starts off with a bang! So excited to share more of this story!
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The faintest orange light filtered in through the drapes onto their bed. Claude was awoken by Grimm’s arm wrapping around him, pulling him close so he could grind his morning erection against Claude’s ass. Grimm nuzzled the back of his neck and took a deep inhale of his husband’s rich spicy scent, exhaling a soft growl. “I dreamed of you,” he rumbled into his ear, teasing the edge with the tip of his nose. 
That was all it took to render the newly awakened tiefling delightfully aroused, albeit not yet fully alert. “Mmm…Oh, is that so?” he purred sweetly, fondly reminiscing on their evening. They had gone to bed snuggling after discussing the realization of their most precious dream: to start a family together. It had begun with a half-joke about turning one of the spare rooms into a nursery, but they had quickly agreed that maybe now was the time. They had several friends who would happily carry their children, but decisions would need to be made and more thorough discussions would need to be had. The thought of seeing Grimm caring for children - his children - made Claude’s heart swell. “Do tell,” he insisted as he stayed on his side, pushing back against that massive limb nudging his behind as he relished the hot breath against the shell of his ear. 
Grimm swept soft brown hair to the side so he could press his lips to Claude’s neck. “I think…I’ll close the shop for the day.” Taking another deep inhale, his arm squeezed tighter. “Then I think I’m going to spend all day showing you. Would you like that?” he asked, caressing down Claude’s chest and abs, taking his cock gently in his hand. 
Claude’s manhood had already sprung to life from simply hearing his beloved husband’s voice; the grip of Grimm’s giant paw sent a surge through his body, strengthened by hearing this usually diligent, hard-working man say he would be neglecting his work in favor of playing with him all day. Thankfully, Claude had no lectures to teach at the Order of Tyr Paladin Academy until tomorrow afternoon, which Grimm knew. “Can’t even take your mind off me when you sleep, can you?” He teased, then tried to turn his head slightly towards the other man.
“Can’t. That’s your fault, isn’t it?” Grim teased.
 “And… all day? What do you mean, all day?” 
Grimm stroked him lazily as he nestled his cock against Claude’s cleft, hips rocking in an unhurried rhythm. His arm slid under Claude, wrapping around his chest to pull him close. “I mean all day . Do you think you could stand it?” 
Claude’s thoughts started to rush and swirl, his heart suddenly hammering in his chest. What Grimm was suggesting could only be one thing: an elaborate, lengthy, advanced kind of game. “Oh, heavens,” he exclaimed as his tail began to flick, as it always did when his man tended to him. “I don’t know, but does that really matter? When you set your mind to something you just go for it, don’t you, you big brute?” He smiled as his eyelids fluttered, loving how it tantalized him. Grimm was always considerate of Claude's thoughts and wishes. “But to answer your question honestly, you know I… I always want you like that.”
“And I you.” Grimm held Claude tenderly by his throat, urging him back for a lengthy kiss. His hand released Claude’slength and smoothed over his side. “Anything you want today, you must ask. Though it is more likely you’ll be made to beg.” He nuzzled the tips of their noses together. “I may be unkind, but I won’t be cruel. I want to see how far I can…push you.” He pulled back, allowing Claude to roll over, so they could look each other properly in the eyes, his own stormy with want. 
Claude was awash with sweltering heat, a sensation that could only be ignited by this. “Oh… My…” He tried, at a loss for words, as his most decadent desire was presented to him to be savored from Grimm’s open hand. “Do you think Averyll has left already? Can’t have the lad around for this.” 
Averyll had been a regular fixture within the Casthor home since their first fateful evening together. He came and went as he pleased, and was happy to contribute to the household with everything from sharing his purse for groceries or taking care of the odd household chores. He was equally happy to share the husband’s bed when they offered it to him as well. 
“I haven’t heard him, but I’ll check and see if he’s here and if he is I’ll send him off. Meantime, why don’t you wash up and I’ll get you a light breakfast.” He pressed a chaste kiss to Claude’s temple and pushed himself to sit on the edge of the bed, roaring a yawn as he stretched his arms over his head and rolled his shoulders back. He tugged on a pair of soft leather pants and let them hang about his hips without fastening them as he set off into the hall. 
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