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papyrusswaghetti · 1 year
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ofc had to make descendants for the tumblr sexymen EVER. solana and luna, descendants of sun and moon from security breach! 🌙☀️
i used purrsephone and meowldys official art as reference for this one
sexyman descendants was made by @sparkerinparadise !!
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I’d give anything to see Mangle in the FNAF 2 movie
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pinkflames · 4 months
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nightgarla · 4 months
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this girl likes GIRLS !!!!! btw
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lotus-pear · 9 months
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dazai stop rizzing up the enemy challenge go!!
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pumpumpuli · 3 months
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Spooki girls! OR The Wraith and the princesses that lead to her.
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ieilaf · 4 months
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HEART. LUNGS. LIVER. NERVES. HEART…
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heyhelloitsmilo · 2 months
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gay rights and gay wrongs
ft dirb the bird on yt
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HERO????
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starrynightsxo · 1 month
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"What I want is him back, him standing beside me, him laughing at all this. I would settle for even his worst self, his cruellest trickster self, if only he could be here."
- Jude Duarte, The Queen of Nothing
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theostrophywife · 11 months
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mind games.
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author's note: just a feral little drabble about the high lord punishing his bratty mate with the help of the shadowsinger. be warned, it's absolutely filthy babes 💜💙💜💙
rhysand loved to tease.
he lived for the push and pull, the give and take, and the high lord wasn’t above playing dirty to get what he wanted. making you flustered was like a drug to him; the sight of your flushed cheeks, the prim little way you clenched your thighs together, the heat in your gaze as you blinked away the images he sent down the bond—all of it was a potent dose and still he couldn’t get enough.
but tonight you decided that it was high time that you give your mate a taste of his own medicine. especially since he seemed to love riling you up during the most inopportune time. throughout the day, rhysand made sure to send images down the bond of the things he couldn’t wait to do to you. his dark head between your legs. his fingers slipping through your slick, wet folds. his cock thrusting deep inside of you.
the wait had been torturous. and now that you were under the same roof, your patience had all but dissipated. he had kept you waiting all day and he seemed determined to drag out the torture, telling you to be patient while he wrapped up his meeting with azriel. that was nearly an hour ago and you finally decided that enough was enough. if rhysand wanted to play dirty, then you weren’t afraid to get downright filthy.
with a small smile, you splayed out across the bed and spread your legs. violet lace rode up your thighs as you sighed, fingertips caressing your exposed skin. a moan slipped past your lips as you reached your core, which was already warm and wet thanks to the high lord’s teasing.
what are you doing, darling?
your mate’s voice was strained and distant, a mere blip in your subconscious as you slid two fingers into your pussy. you were tense and tight, eager to find relief even if you had to imagine that it was rhysand’s fingers pumping in and out of you.
you’re not touching yourself without daddy’s permission, are you kitten? rhysand growled in your mind. i’d hate to have to punish you for misbehaving.
you lowered your mental shields and gave rhys a clear view of exactly what it was you were up to. legs spread wide, fingers deep inside of your pussy while you moaned in pleasure. i got tired of waiting, rhys. if you don’t want to take care of the mess you made, then i’ll do it myself.
rhysand’s dark, humorless laughter echoed within the iron walls of your mind. oh, you’ll regret that, darling. you want to play dirty? think you can tease daddy without paying the price? i'll have you begging on your knees by the end of the night, kitten.
however unwise it may have been, you ignored rhysand's threat and worked yourself up to that sweet release. the orgasm blossomed over you, unfurling heat through your body. whatever relief you found from your fingers was short lived as rhysand tugged harshly on the bond. your mate’s anger seared through that shared connection, its white hot heat sending a thrill through your body.
then in a clipped tone, rhysand demanded, my office. now.
the satisfied smile that tugged at your lips followed you all the way to the other end of the house. you padded softly into the dark office wearing nothing but the dainty little nightgown, which just so happened to be rhysand’s favorite. sitting behind his desk, your mate examined you with a smirk. despite the frustration you felt through the bond, there was nothing but mischief dancing through his features.
he lounged lazily in his high back chair and propped his feet up on the table without a care in the world. the nonchalant nature of it all caught you off guard. you had banked on finding him absolutely incensed, but instead rhys flashed a smile like a shark who smelled fresh blood. the soft faelights kissed his handsome face, the buttery tones shimmering against his golden brown skin as it slashed through his perfectly sculpted cheekbones and sensual lips.
“you wanted to play with the big boys, darling?” rhysand inclined his head to a dark corner of the room. “very well then. you can tell azriel why we had to cut our meeting early.”
you flushed as golden eyes focused on you, shadows receding just enough to give you a glimpse of the shadowsinger. now this, you hadn’t anticipated. you thought rhys would’ve sent his brother away to dole out your punishment, but it seemed that your mate had other plans for you tonight.
“my lady,” azriel greeted in acknowledgement. the handsome male smirked when you bit your lip instinctively. there was something hungry in that gaze of his and you shuddered at the implication. “care to explain yourself?”
your gaze cut to rhysand, but your mate shook his head. “don’t look at me, kitten. azriel asked you a question."
you swallowed thickly. rhysand was well aware of your attraction to azriel and your mate had expressed his openness to inviting the shadowsinger to play, but you hadn't expected it to happen like this.
the cold kiss of shadows tugged at your hair, roughly turning your attention back to the shadowsinger. darkness swallowed him up and he disappeared from his place by the window only to reappear mere inches away from you. “it’s rude to keep people waiting,” azriel said, his voice dark and low. “but you’re quite good at being rude, aren’t you angel? the high lord told me what you were doing. touching yourself without his permission. is that true, princess? have you been misbehaving?”
you shuddered, warmth and heat enveloping you like an all consuming flame. “it’s not my fault,” you said rather childishly. “rhys has been toying with me all day and i got tired of waiting.”
azriel’s eyes were dark and dauntless. the cruel smirk on his face told you that you wouldn’t find sympathy from the shadowsinger. “poor little pet,” azriel cooed, his scarred fingers caressing your cheek. you leaned into his touch, welcoming the coolness against your overheated skin. “so wet and ready and just begging to be fucked.” he pulled your hair roughly, tugging until your neck was exposed to him. azriel grazed his teeth against the hollow of your throat as you eagerly arched into him. “but naughty girls don’t get fucked. they get punished.”
you whimpered as azriel pulled away. “you’re being mean, az.”
the shadowsinger grabbed your jaw as a sinister smile snaked across his lethally handsome face. “you have no idea how mean i can be, angel. but don’t worry, you’re about to find out.”
the little whine that crawled up your throat was silenced by rhysand’s smirk. “you wanted to act like a fucking brat, darling? azriel here is more than happy to set you straight.” your mate clasped his fingers behind his head, rocking back as he pierced you with lust blown violet eyes. “that’s what you want isn’t it, kitten? to be used and fucked like a good little slut?”
“yes,” you murmured, the rough and husky timbre of your voice betraying your breathlessness.
“yes, what?” azriel hissed as he grasped the back of your neck. “address rhys properly, angel.”
“yes, high lord.”
rhys grinned in satisfaction. “that’s much better, darling.” he crossed one leg over the other. “now, get on your knees. let’s see how smart that mouth of yours can be when it’s stuffed with azriel’s cock.”
you gaped at your mate before dragging your gaze to the shadowsinger. azriel met your gaze, the green and brown of his irises swallowed by endless darkness. something dangerous flickered in those depthless pits, beckoning you to come play. licking your lips, you kneeled before him, knees hitting the ornate rug.
azriel watched silently as you unbuttoned his trousers. his taut muscles rippled underneath your touch as you took your sweet ass time tracing the perfectly sculpted lines leading down to his cock. you wanted to kiss him, lick him, devour him, and the shadowsinger seemed all too aware of the fact.
“the longer you make me wait, the worse your punishment will get.” azriel said with a cruel smile. you pouted as he unbuckled his belt, letting it drop to the floor with a loud clink. the shadowsinger traced your lips with his thumb, the rough callouses making you shiver with need. “that doesn’t work on me, princess. you can pout all you fucking want, but i’m warning you right now, i’m not in a forgiving mood tonight. you don’t want to test me.”
but you did. you wanted to test him very much. “or what?” you asked sassily. “what will you do, azriel?”
it became evident very quickly that that was the wrong thing to say. shadows twined through your wrists and secured them behind your back so that you wouldn’t be able to touch azriel. a mixture of fear and excitement coursed through you.
“i warned you, pet.” the shadowsinger drawled as he released his cock from the constraints of his underclothes. he was long and thick and hard. just the sight of him made you drool as he pumped himself. azriel smirked as he tapped the tip of his cock against your bottom lip. “looks like you need a lesson in manners. now open up, we’re about to find out how well you can talk back with my cock stuffed down your throat.”
the argument died in your throat. you parted your lips and held your breath as azriel slid his head into your mouth. through dark lashes, you held his gaze as you licked the bead of precum gathered at the tip. the shadowsinger cursed, which only encouraged you further. even with your hands tied behind your back, you knew exactly what to do to make him feel good.
bobbing your head down, you licked a path starting from the base of his shaft, through the throbbing vein pulsating under your tongue, before making your way back up to suck at his throbbing head. azriel’s wings flared behind his back as he growled and you smirked at the sight, satisfied that you were able to elicit such a reaction.
the shadowsinger gathered your hair in his fist while looking down at your through heavy lids. “cocky aren’t you, princess? you like showing off? does it turn you on to suck my cock in front of your mate?” you gazed at rhysand who was watching the whole exchange with a hungry expression. “maybe we should give the high lord a show, then.”
with that, azriel thrust into your mouth and hit the back of your throat. you gagged at the sheer size of him filling your mouth. tears pricked your eyes as he pulled out only to slam back in once again. saliva dripped from the corner of your mouth, but you paid it no mind as you matched the rhythm of the shadowsinger’s hips. he kept a punishing pace and you choked, gagged, and sputtered as azriel fucked your mouth.
you moaned as he thrust harder, angling your head so he could go deeper. "your mouth feels like fucking heaven angel, so wet and warm. you're getting off on this, aren't you pet?" azriel triggered your gag reflex, turning you into a slobbering mess, but still you wanted more. "that's right, princess. fucking take it. choke on my cock like a good little whore."
azriel rutted into you and you took every inch, swirling and sucking as he neared the edge. from the way he trembled above you, you knew he was close. azriel tugged at your scalp, releasing a string of curses that made you press your thighs together. the filthy words coming out of his pretty lips lit a match within you.
the vibrations coming from the back of your throat made azriel chuckle darkly. he wrapped a hand around your delicate neck and bucked his hips, hitting your uvula. "this pretty little throat was made to be fucked. you're just a toy to be used aren't you, pet?" your garbled response made him laugh even more. "fuck, i'm gonna cum. swallow, pet. every fucking drop."
with a growl, the shadowsinger spurted into your mouth. azriel was a male undone, dark head thrown back, pretty lips parted as he came. you swallowed every drop, savoring the combination of salt and musk on your tongue. his cum slid down your throat and you devoured it eagerly, but the craving only grew as azriel finished.
you struggled against his shadows, wanting to feel, wanting to touch. azriel only laughed. "just because you sucked my cock well, it doesn't mean you get to touch me. i told you, pet. i'm not a forgiving male and i sure as hell don't give into brats."
you almost cried. it was torture to deny you of touch. with pleading eyes, you attempted to appeal to rhys. azriel growled and tilted your chin. "don't look at him, look at me. i'm not fucking done with you, pet."
azriel pulled his cock out of your mouth and you whined at the empty feeling it left. "please, az. please, i want to feel you. i want to touch you."
a tear trailed down you cheek as you pleaded. the shadowsinger appeared unmoved, cocking his head to your mate. "what do you think, rhys? should i let her touch me?"
rhysand smirked, shaking his head. "no, i don't think she's earned it yet. keep her cuffed." your lip trembled as you realized that you weren't going to get your way any time soon. "bend her over the desk. i want to watch you fuck her until she sobs. my little darling looks so pretty when she cries."
you whimpered as azriel lifted you from the floor. despite how mean he's been all night, his touch was surprisingly gentle. the shadowsinger pressed you against the rosewood desk, positioning you so that you were facing your mate. azriel bent you over the desk, hinging your hips as your cheek came in contact with its cold surface. his shadows moved and clamped your wrists down on the corners, placing you inches away from rhys.
so close, yet so far.
azriel bunched up the hem of your nightgown over your waist and kneaded your ass. you arched into his touch, biting down on your lip as his fingers brushed against your sex. the languid strokes set your teeth on edge. you needed him to fuck you with his fingers. you wanted to be unraveled by his hand, dripping cum until you were shaking. but azriel was having none of that.
he teased one finger through your slick, puffy folds. you bucked into his palm and he chuckled darkly. “already so wet and desperate for my fingers. poor little pet,” azriel cooed in a mocking tone as he added another finger, his knuckles buried deep in your mound. his silver rings brushed against your clit while he curled his digits inside of you. “is this what you want, hmm? for your pretty little pussy to be stuffed?” you groaned as azriel’s thumb circled your clit. “i can feel you clenching, princess. i’ve barely even touched you. don’t tell me that you’re already close to coming.”
you whimpered as tears soaked your cheeks. “feels so good,” you blubbered. “i’m so close.”
azriel withdrew his fingers and ripped the orgasm away from your grasp. you cried out, yearning for his touch again. he only smirked. “that’s too fucking bad, pet. if you want to cum, you’ll have to earn it. show me you can be a good girl and i’ll think about letting you finish. can you do that for me, princess?”
you nodded quickly, eager to please him. “yes, azriel. i can be a good girl, i promise.”
he chuckled. “we’ll see about that.”
without warning, he slammed his cock into your pussy. it took you by surprise and you cried out, gripping the table so hard that your knuckles were white from the effort. as you looked up, you found rhysand pumping himself at the sight of his brother fucking you.
his erect cock glistened with arousal as he worked himself with his right hand. images flashed through your mind. rhysand’s tongue in your cunt, fingers wrapped around your neck, cock stretching your walls. your mate filled you with filthy, erotic images while his wrist flicked up and down his shaft. rhysand looked delicious. the perfect picture of corruption as he pleasured himself in front of you.
azriel gripped your hips and slowly pulled out only to thrust back in. “i think the high lord likes watching me make a mess out of you,” the shadowsinger teased. “but we promised a performance, didn’t we pet? i’m going to need you to be louder than that.”
“gods, az i want more. i need more,” you keened. azriel responded with a slow stroke, his cock slotting perfectly inside you. it was too slow, too gentle. “harder. fuck me harder. wanna feel you.” the shadowsinger rocked his hips, pulling out and leaving you empty.
“what did i say about manners, princess? ask me to fuck you properly. make it pretty. convince me, pet.”
“please, azriel. please fuck me. harder. rougher. i need you so bad.” you whined, you pleaded. you didn’t even care how pathetic you sounded. it was worth it.
azriel smiled. “you sound so pretty when you’re begging for my cock. now let’s see if you can take it.” he fucked into you, balls slapping against your ass as azriel delivered what you pleaded for.
the lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixed with the shadowsinger’s ragged breaths and the throaty moans coming from both you and rhysand. azriel fucked like he tortured— slow, hard, and deliberate. there was no mercy in him as he pressed in closer, leaning over so that the icy bite of his leathers kissed your back.
“crying already, pet? i thought you wanted to get fucked hard like a good little slut? maybe you’re all talk, though. doesn’t really seem like you can take my cock like you say you can.”
you shook your head vehemently. “no, please. i can take it. i can be a good girl for you, az.” tears flowed freely as he slowed his pace. “just don’t stop, please. let me prove it.”
azriel was downright mean. he went slow and hard; the pace drove you to the brink and just when the orgasm peaked, the shadowsinger pulled away once more. relief felt like a crashing wave that lapped against the shore only to come rushing back into the ocean. out of reach. push, pull, repeat.
“what’s that, pet?” azriel asked, stroking slowly. “i don’t think i heard you. a little louder, this time.”
“please—“ whatever you were about to say was cut off by a moan as azriel thrust in hard. it was cruel, it was spiteful, and it was so fucking good.
your head lolled to the side, blubbering and sputtering as azriel fucked you dumb. he kept switching between fucking you so hard your teeth rattled and thrusting so slowly that you had to fight the urge to slam your hips backwards. no matter how badly you wanted his cock, you knew that wouldn't end well for you.
"azriel, please. i want—" the shadowsinger went balls deep and the words tumbled away from you. it was heaven, it was hell. either way, in this moment, azriel was the only god you prayed to.
“hmm, i can’t understand you, angel. not so sassy now, are you?” azriel said meanly, chuckling as a string of incoherent words fell from your lips. “poor little pet can’t even speak properly. too busy clenching her pretty pussy around my cock.”
rhysand’s dark laughter melded with azriel’s. “i think you’ve fucked her dumb, az.” he tucked the loose strands of hair clinging to your cheeks behind your ear. the touch of your mate drove you wild. you wanted him so badly it hurt. “have you had enough, darling?”
“no,” you sputtered quickly. “no, more please. i want more.”
azriel smirked. “that’s what i fucking thought.”
the more he fucked you, the more you begged. rhysand kept his eyes on you the whole time, edging closer and closer to that sweet relief. when azriel thrust into you so hard that your whole body shook, rhys came with a growl. the lights in the room flickered as he spilled onto his hand. you whimpered, staring at the waste and wishing your mouth was wrapped around him so that he could empty himself out on your tongue instead.
the shadowsinger took notice and turned your head towards him. “oh, you want him too? greedy girl. beg him. tell him how sorry you are for being so bratty.”
“i’m sorry, rhys.”
those violet eyes darkened. “for what, kitten?”
“i’m sorry for touching myself without your permission. i’m sorry for interrupting your meeting with azriel. i’m sorry for being a brat.” you gritted your teeth, swallowing a moan as azriel mounted you over and over again. “i learned my lesson. i promise to be a good girl. just touch me, rhys. please.”
your mate raised a brow. a smile curved through those sensual lips. he was waiting for something. heat bloomed in your cheeks when you came to a realization. “please, daddy.”
rhysand caressed your cheek. “that’s a good girl. see, it wasn’t so hard was it? you seemed to find your manners easily enough when azriel fucked all that sass out of you.” he nodded to his brother who stilled behind you. rhys seemed to communicate something to him mind to mind because before you knew it, the shadows around your wrists came loose. “i wonder…if one cock can do such miraculous work, what can two do?”
your mouth gaped open as azriel flipped your over. with a wicked grin, he slid you across the table, legs spread wide and pussy throbbing as rhysand stood. azriel sauntered up to the high lord, golden eyes flashing with desire.
“you don’t mind if we share, do you kitten?” rhysand asked. you shook your head instinctively. “i didn’t think so. but before you get your reward, you can watch azriel clean me up.”
your breath hitched in your throat as the shadowsinger kneeled before your mate. he gripped rhysand’s cock in his hand and winked at you before licking and swallowing every drop of the high lord’s cum. on any other instance, the thought of someone else sucking rhys off would’ve evoked anger and jealousy within you, but the sight of azriel’s tongue lapping rhys up so generously just turned you on even more.
you bit your lip, completely engrossed as azriel released rhys with a pop. the shadowsinger wiped the corner of his mouth before kissing rhysand. you watched as your mate’s fingers snaked through azriel’s dark locks, the rings on his fingers shimmering as he claimed him with his tongue. it was the hottest thing you had ever witnessed.
you were soaking, throbbing, aching, but you waited patiently like a good girl. for the first time that night, azriel smiled. he hummed as he strolled over to you and every fiber in your being came alive when he finally touched you. the shadowsinger grabbed you by the hips and brought you between his legs. you could hardly contain yourself as he kissed your jaw, your neck, your collarbones. there was a buzzing in your mind as azriel’s head dipped between the valley of your breasts. then, he wrapped his lips around your nipple and bit down softly.
“fuck,” you keened as pleasure shot through you. azriel did the same to the other nipple and you nearly lost it. "so good, az."
“see pet, i can be nice too.” azriel winked as he kissed behind your ear, then your temple. he nuzzled his nose against your cheek, his breath hot against your skin as he ghosted his lips over yours. “i know you’re dying to taste the high lord on me, princess. open your mouth, and i’ll give you want you want, sweetheart.”
you did as you were told and parted your lips for the shadowsinger. he lathered the spit in his mouth, which was still coated with rhysand’s cum. you were dizzy with desire as azriel puckered his lips and spit into your mouth.
there was no time to swallow because before you knew it, his tongue shoved its way into your mouth. azriel was demanding, nearly devouring you whole as your tongues danced together. you could taste the evidence of rhysand’s arousal on his lips, but there was something else in the kiss that was solely azriel. you wanted to gorge yourself on it.
you wrapped yourself around him like a firedrake hoarding its most valuable treasures. azriel was pleased by your greediness. you kissed hungrily as though you were trying to crawl into each other’s skin, bodies pressed closed together, fingers gripping locks of hair as azriel established his dominance. paper and pens clattered to the floor as azriel spread your legs open and yanked your nightgown over your head. he hissed at the sight of you bare and naked. azriel took his time, teasing, licking, stroking. you practically purred as he ran his finger over your slit, spreading your wetness around. there was a dark hunger in his whiskey eyes as he brought his fingers up to his mouth and swallowed. his lids fluttered close as he savored the taste of you.
azriel looked over his shoulder, a small smirk evident on his face. “she’s all warmed up for you, rhys.”
you whined as azriel stepped back. the shadowsinger bit down on your bottom lip and smirked against your mouth. “don’t worry, angel. you’ll be filled with both of us soon enough.”
to your relief, rhysand took azriel’s spot between your legs. he gripped your thighs and wrapped them around his trim waist, muscles flexing as your soaked core made contact with his middle. “azriel’s right, darling. now be a good girl and spread your legs wide open. you’ll need to be flexible if you want to take both of our cocks at the same time. you can do that, can’t you, kitten?”
you nodded eagerly, causing your mate to smile fondly. rhysand purred in amusement, pure mischief dancing in those starkissed eyes. “so compliant. my little darling is so eager to be fucked silly like the good little whore that she is. c’mere then, daddy has missed your pretty little pussy."
you wrapped your legs around him, biting down on your lip as you gripped his cock. rhys watched in silence as you lined him up at your entrance. you pumped him once, twice, before guiding his cock inside of you. as always, the fit was pure ecstasy.
out of instinct, your pussy clenched around him like a jealous lover. you wanted him closer, you wanted to covet his cock like a precious jewel. and gods, it was. you knew every ridge and line of his impressive length and you took every inch like a woman starved.
sex with rhys was always glorious, but after all that teasing and taunting, your pleasure was heightened to new levels. you earned it, you deserved it and rhys was more than willing to give it to you.
tendrils of inky hair clung to rhysand’s forehead as he thrust his cock inside of you. glistened with sweat, your mate was utterly devoted to fucking you until you could hardly even remember your name. your eyes fluttered close, his name falling from your lips like a prayer of penance. rhysand wrapped his right hand around your neck and squeezed.
“i didn’t say you could close your eyes, darling. open them and watch. watch my cock slide in and out of you. watch your pretty pussy clench around me. watch, so you can remember what a filthy little slut you are for daddy.”
you were a garbled mess, writhing with pleasure as you opened your eyes. rhysand tilted your chin down just as he threw your legs over his shoulders, giving you a clear view of his cock disappearing between your puffy, swollen folds. you moaned at the sight, your pussy clenching to hold rhysand in a vice grip.
“i think you’re wearing her out, rhys.” azriel said with a dark chuckle. “maybe she’s tuckered out. doesn’t look like she can take another cock in her.”
“no, please.” you pleaded, turning to meet the shadowsinger’s gaze. “i can take it. i want to take it, please. please, rhys. please, az. i’ll be so good.”
rhys and azriel exchanged an amused glance. your mate grinned and nodded at his brother. “she asked for it so nicely. i think we should give her what she wants, az. after all, she’s been such a good girl for us.”
the shadowsinger smiled and joined rhys between your legs. he hiked your left leg over his shoulder and kissed your knee. “brace yourself, pet. and remember, you asked for this.”
the slash of his smirk sent shivers up your spine, but you had no time to ponder it as he lined his cock up with your anus. rhys continued fucking you and the juices from your pussy slid down to your puckering hole, allowing azriel to slide in easily. with both holes filled, you couldn’t help the cry of pleasure that ripped through your throat.
“oh gods,” you cursed. “fuck. so good, so good…”
the back of your head fell against the wooden desk. rhys cradled you as he fucked into you, protecting you from banging your head against the table. the entire thing rocked underneath you as rhys and az coordinated their thrusts, hitting different pleasure points as you cried. you could feel your limbs going numb, but it didn’t stop you from begging for more.
“want more, pet?” azriel cooed fondly. he thrust hard and fast, knocking the air out of your lungs. you blubbered as tears and snot covered your face. “such a greedy whore, aren’t you? i can feel you clenching. bet you wanna cum, don’t you? come on then princess, we’re waiting.”
rhysand grunted as his cock hit deep within your walls. “pussy’s so wet, darling. feels like i’m fucking drowning with you creaming my cock.”
hands squeezed your tits, shadows circled your clit, lips worshipped your body. you could hardly keep up with the flashes of rhys and azriel licking, sucking, and biting every inch of your flesh.
“so close,” you mumbled. “can i cum please, daddy? please, azzie?”
both males hummed their approval and coaxed you through the mind shattering orgasm. it slammed into you, making your toes curl and your back arch. the wave of pleasure took you under its current and for a second it felt as though your heart stopped in your chest before stuttering back to an erratic beat.
rhysand came next, shaking the whole house with his growls of pleasure. the shimmer of his wings fluttered behind him as his entire body shuddered. he was beautiful. a prince, a king, a fucking god.
azriel held out the longest, but as the orgasm rippled through him, you finally saw his control slip. there was something captivating about it, like watching the first fall of snow.
both of them filled you, their seed trickling through your thighs as you fell back in exhaustion. you laid there for a moment, letting the events of the night wash over you. you could hardly feel your legs. you were drenched in sweat. rhys and azriel both pushed you to your limits tonight. peeking through half opened lids, you found your mate smiling down at you. the loving expression on his face made you grin back. rhys kissed your temple gently, making your heart flutter.
as gently as he could, rhysand slipped your dress back on and carried you in his arms. you snuggled into him, burying your face in his neck. however tired you may have been, it didn’t stop you from stealing glances at azriel who was buttoning his trousers and adjusting himself. when he caught you looking, the shadowsinger winked.
“thanks for the help, az.” rhys said as azriel held the door open.
“anytime, rhys.” azriel flashed you a smile that made your cheeks flush. “remember, my lady. if you ever feel like misbehaving again, your mate knows where to find me.”
with a wink, azriel disappeared within his veil of shadows. you looked up at rhysand who stared at the empty space with as much longing as you did. clearly, the tryst with the shadowsinger left a lasting impression on the both of you.
“darling?” rhys mused, his voice full of wicked intent.
“yes, my love?”
violet eyes snagged on you as a provocative smile snaked its way through your mate’s gorgeous face. “i think you should misbehave more often.”
you chuckled, kissing his cheek. “i promise to do my worst, baby.”
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tehzeldamaster · 2 months
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(Frobin art trend from twitter🫶)
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elysiumwaters · 5 months
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Slay the princess spoilers below
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piosplayhouse · 6 months
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OFFICIAL JAPANESE SCUM VILLAIN CHARACTER DESIGNS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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glamrockraybot · 3 months
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Feel it's important to point out that the pizzaplex animatronics are probably "sassy" or sarcastic in help wanted 2 because they are programmed to work with children, not adults. If under other circumstances the other robots would have probably been just as nice to Gregory as Freddy and Sun, and to Cassie as Roxy was. I don't think we've seen them interact with an adult under normal circumstances. In fact Freddy straight up lies to Vanessa all the time, prioritizing the child's wants (or a need, really) over reporting to staff.
Sun is probably very enthusiastic about kids art! But you are an adult undergoing training, not for the love of art. Same thing with the carousel. This may also be because of their fear of turning into moon if you aren't timely.
And Freddy wasn't even that sarcastic, in fact he was very pleasant, aside from when you pick up the "happy birthday timmy" cake, in which he actually seems upset because he doesn't want to fuck up a kids party!! That is not Timmy that is Jimmy!!! Jimmy would notice!!!!
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elizakai · 2 months
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I opened a book and this fell out XD
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