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[glitteringtide]

let's get fucked up and die

(i'm speaking figuratively of course)

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night sky; nsfw

[glitteringtide]

And the backdrop behind their kiss suddenly becomes far less red and cartoonish. Don't worry about it.

As she grinds down on him, he lets out a soft groan, his cock hardening. It's... In the realm of horse-sized. Maybe on the small side for a horse-cock, but still.

"You've made this entirely too easy for me, my dear," he murmurs between kisses, before opening his mouth and allowing her tongue inside, pressing his to gently brush against hers and move past it. He sucks gently on her top lip.

[wildwarden]

If a satyr wasn't rocking a horse cock, what was even the point? Night Sky moaned into his mouth and ground her hips more fervently into his; threatening to stain whatever trousers he wore with how painfully wet she was becoming.

"I am easy." Just as a rule. She resumed their kiss, and while they explored each other's mouths, she slid a hand down between them, fingers tugging at the strings holding his pants clothes so she could slip her hand past and trace her fingers along his cock.

[glitteringtide]

"We certainly have that in common," he mutters between kisses. One hand cups her breast, the other grabbing her ass and pulling it forward to grind her further into his cock as his hips buck upward. He moans.

"Your body is wonderful. Did I already say that?" Soft and plump and so satisfying to grab onto.

[wildwarden]

"Oh my god—" she gasped as her fingers curled around his cock and pulled him free, the weight and girth of it not entirely surprising, but very exciting once she realized she was going to get the chance to shove it inside her soon.

"No idea. I have a terrible memory." She joked, pushing herself against his hand to fill it even more with the meat of her ass — and also to rise up above the head of his cock, excitement and the slickness of her cunt causing her to actually miss the hole a few times. Hilariously, she laughed. "Fuck."

[glitteringtide]

"What?" He asks, alarmed. Then he looks down at his erect cock.

"Oh my god." Yeah, that's. Wow. Good gods.

Fabian laughs with her as she misses— he doesn't blame her, will this even fit inside of her without any preparation?!— but he's also breathlessly moaning between the giggles, already stunned by the sensations she's giving him, and he's not even inside her yet. He helps her to line the tip up with her opening and then presses up into her, slowly.

"Let me know if— ah," he gasps at the warmth slowly surrounding him. He meant to say to let him know if he needs to stop or slow, or if more lubrication is needed, but he can't quite finish his sentence. She's on top of him anyway, so he figures she has enough control to stop if it's too much.

kerry (ctd. from TFLN)

[glitteringtide]

He sits up in bed (finally) as Kerry comes in, leaning over him with concern as he groans. Quickly examining him and spotting the blood on his forehead, he puts a hand on his cheek to make Kerry look at him.

"Darling..." He clicks his tongue. "You know you do not have to commit vehicular manslaughter and give yourself brain damage just because I want breakfast."

FREE FROM THE EVIL we are

[seamurai]

“Didn’t do either of those things. Probably. Pretty sure about one of ‘em, anyway.”

Kerry grins up at Fabian, all wide and dopey-eyed, to try and show him he’s fine.

“Little blood never hurt anyone. Kinda hot. And besides — hungry.”

Tilting his head now to try and lick at Fabian’s hand, if he can reach.

a domain all our own...

[glitteringtide]

"Which one are you pretty sure about?" He asks warily. He hopes it's the brain damage, though that dopey look isn't promising.

He brings his other hand up to catch the blood trickling toward Kerry's eyebrow with his thumb. He's examining how big the gash is when he feels Kerry's tongue on his other hand.

"Hey!" He scoffs, laughing. "Remind me again who is feeding whomst, here?"

[seamurai]

“Uh.”

It’s the vehicular manslaughter Kerry’s pretty sure he didn’t commit — this time — but he avoids answering just to be cheeky. Dopey smile still plastered on his face. He’s happy to see Fabian, okay? Despite the minor car accident.

“More bark than bite,” Kerry mumbles. The gash on his head isn’t terribly large, although the bleeding continues in a trickle. “The cut, I mean. Not me. I’m a biter.”

With that, he’ll nip at Fabian’s hand: dragging his teeth across his palm.

“I can multi-task. Real skilled that way.”

[glitteringtide]

Fabian wipes the blood with his thumb, then sticks it in his mouth. Coppery. Then he can't resist kissing Kerry on the cheek, cute as he is.

"Still, your brain lives in here, darling," he taps Kerry's temple. "If you do happen to have one. You should get it checked."

Fabian laughs and playfully clamps his hand over Kerry's mouth to stop his biting.

"For once, I am not the meal, my biter. I'm dessert! What have you brought? Smells like..." He breathes in deeply through his nose. "Pancakes? Waffles?"

tyler (tfln overflow)

[glitteringtide]

Mmm... I grew up on the beach. I would like to go back there.

[Still very pouty. Thankfully, he's being thawed in here, though when he's drunk he often gets that bone-deep chill that takes a long time to pass.]

Tomorrow? What d'you want tomorrow?

[brothergoblin]

Tomorrow we're gonna use your muscles.

[ He has some wood stacks to move and he wouldn't say no to help.

A sideways glance later and he's not sure how much Fabian's got in him tonight for much of anything else. Probably just bed and dealing with whatever hangover shows up tomorrow. ]

Right now you seem like you need to sleep, though.

[ They're just up the road from Alyson's house. Soon enough he's pulling onto the drive and killing the engine, looking across at Fabian in the dark. ]

How quiet are you gonna be?

[glitteringtide]

My muscles... Which muscles would those be?

[A small smile pulls at his lip as he tries half-heartedly for innuendo, but his eyes are closed, and his tone is detached and dreamy. So, correct, it does seem like he needs to sleep.]

Soooo quiet... I told you... Smallest mouse of all time... Ant-sized mouse...

[But leaving this little cocoon of warmth sounds terrible. Five more minutes... (Smack him)]

[brothergoblin]

Shut up.

[ Tyler is laughing though in the quiet, dark warmth of the truck cab. He does poke Fabian's shoulder for good measure and then hops out when he's satisfied Fabian thinks he'll be quiet as a mouse.

Through sheer will of wanting to get back to bed himself, Tyler harasses the other man as quietly as possible through the house, discarding coat, boots and then bundling Fabian towards the bed he's just gotten out of not 15 minutes earlier.

At least the bedroom door is shut now. Though whether he'll have to apologize to Alyson tomorrow for any noise is up in the air. ]

Get your ass into bed.

[ He's already in his PJs - just a simple pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. Socks still on. ]

YESSS tell him tyler

[glitteringtide]

[Fabian groans as he stumbles out of the truck into the cold, frowning the whole way into the house. He does focus hard on being quiet, and he's oddly good at it. Probably because he's had a lot of practice, and his dexterity is so high when he's not drunk that some of it manages to carry over. Getting his boots off is the hardest part, and that's the only time he stumbles a bit, catching himself on the wall.

He follows Tyler closely, closer than is really necessary.

He doesn't need to be told twice to get into bed, and he rather likes being bossed around like that. He discards his own jacket and takes off his belt before collapsing into the bed and wiggling under the covers, exhaling another shiver and seeking out Tyler's body heat.]

I think I'm going to die, Tyler... [He whispers. Melodrama.] Save me.

rostriel (tfln overflow)

[glitteringtide]

[She was so swift and strong... He had to admire her technique and her spunk. And her face and her hair and her body and... You get the picture.]

Oh, if you insist.

[Which she hadn't done, he knows. An impish smile pulls at his lips and he turns his head, moving her clothing to find a bare part of her shoulder to kiss.]

[therebeldaughter]

[She hadn't, but she didn't mind at all. The way their bodies fit together, how he held her.

Rostriel hums softly at the kiss.]

Can you be good with your ribs dear?

[glitteringtide]

If you don't mind doing a little more of the work.

[The kiss soon becomes soft and open, the tip of his tongue teasing at her skin, his teeth nipping there sensually.]

[therebeldaughter]

Not at all...

[She was still wearing her loose nightclothes, having decides not to change before coming to tend to Fabian.

He was already further undressed than she was. But Rostriel knew how to tease him. She reached up to undo a button before moving into his lap to be face to face.]

[glitteringtide]

[She is good at the teasing... And he loves it.

He hums pleasantly as she gets on top of him, putting his hands on her knees and sliding them up her thighs appreciatively.]

Have I told you lately how beautiful you are, my lady?

tfln 1

[lickmeimtoxic]

are you suggesting my boots look better on you??? those are fucking fighting words

[glitteringtide]

Now now, I did not say better, did I? But I pulled them off, don't you think?

[lickmeimtoxic]

...fine, yeah, i guess you pulled them off better than a normie. you'd have looked better with a different shirt, tho. not as good as me, obvs, but that's not your fault

[glitteringtide]

A normie? What is that?

What sort of shirt would you suggest?

[lickmeimtoxic]

you don't know what a normie is?

[don't worry, grandpa, Damian's got you]

it's pretty much a boring person. someone who isn't interesting or doesn't do interesting things. bland and shit

how do you feel about fishnet