I Once Saw A Screenshot From Hermitcraft (unsure What Season) Where There Was A "vex Egg" With A Note

ZITS foursome stream when?

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I need to praise Tango while I blow him or jerk him off. With how much he hates compliments and how he puts himself down repeatedly he would deserve it. Just telling him how well he's doing, praising his recent accomplishments.

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someone else recorded this but i was the one to ask the question of how he makes sure his “kiwi” is wet enough to eat 😋

more charity stream craziness. ren noises from getting shocked, ren noises from gagging himself with stickers over his mouth. ren noises because he’s ren. ren getting aggressive at grian at the end of shocking changed me irrevocably. i need that man to manhandle me and push me down/against something

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Thinking about Scar getting scruffed by Cub again Scar getting too anxious and he whines to Cub about all of his fears, so Cub gets him by the scruff and makes him sit down in bed. They talk it out and Cub keeps running his hands through Scar's hair and scratching behind his ears, and slowly Scar melts into it and forgets all of his worries

Also thinking about Cub's texture obsession with Scar's fur. Scar could lay back against him and Cub can pet at his thighs and play with his fur, smooths a hand over his sheath and feels the heat of his crotch and inner thighs Cub pretends he's surprised when Scar's dick peeks out, Scar purring loudly into his neck where he's all limp and cozy, but he has no problem wrapping his hand around Scar's cock and jerking him off with one hand, his other still playing with his fur Scar leaking all over Cub's hand and Cub unintentionally edging him because any time his hand gets too slick and gross he's making Scar lick his fingers clean, which doubly serves to work Scar up Eventually Scar's whining and begging for Cub to let him cum, and he does. Makes him lap his fingers clean again and fucks them down Scar's throat

i need him biblically. those FUCKING LEGS MAN!!!

I've not written in like....weeks so here have a snippet for something I wrote almost two months ago that I will maybe finish some day

Grian lays back against Scar’s broad chest, eyes slipping shut as he sits on his lap, legs spread wide open. Scar presses kisses to the back of his neck and his shoulders, hand going from tweaking his nipples to trailing down his stomach until he can cup his crotch.

He just barely holds himself back from bucking his hips, desperate for any bit of friction he can get. He feels Scar chuckling and shudders, head falling against his shoulder. “Scar…”

“Needy bird,” Scar mumbles. He moves his hand, and Grian can’t stop the whine from slipping past his lips. “And impatient. I need to get the lube, pretty bird. You can wait a bit longer, can’t you?”

Grian grumbles, but says nothing as Scar reaches for the bottle of lube set nearby and spreads some on his fingers. He sets the bottle aside before pressing a slick finger against Grian’s hole. Grian sucks in a sharp breath as he traces the area before carefully slipping it in.

Already, it’s a stretch. Grian is certainly no stranger to having fingers inside himself, but it’s usually only ever his own. He’s used to it, used to how much they fill him up. He’s not used to Scar’s fingers, so much thicker than his own. He’s feeling a little breathless just from the one as it slowly slides in and out. His hand sits on Scar’s thigh, just so he has something to hold onto, especially as Scar slides in a second finger.

He lets out a groan at that, hips jerking closer in an attempt to get more in him.

Scar clicks his tongue, other hand moving to hold his hips down. “Uh-uh. You’re gonna take exactly what I give you, yeah? Be good for me?”

“Scaaaar…”

“I know, I know,” Scar coos. He kisses his jaw, still slowly fucking him with his two fingers. “You’re just a needy, slutty bird. I know.”

“Scar, please. I need more of you.”

Scar hums, but scissors his fingers. Grian cries out at the stretch, trying to press himself closer. He doesn’t really succeed, though, as Scar’s hold on him keeps him in place. Scar moves his fingers in and out, stretching him and leaving Grian no choice but to focus on how full it makes him feel. If his fingers feel like this, he’s pretty sure Scar’s dick is going to break him.

Scar twists his fingers enough to rub his thumb against his clit, and Grian gasps, twisting in his hold. Scar keeps him held down and adds a third finger. Grian whimpers, and Scar spreads his fingers. He explores with them, and it doesn’t take long for him to brush against Grian’s g-spot. He strikes that spot relentlessly, not letting up.

“So good for me, aren’t you?” He says, head hooked over Grian’s shoulder to watch the way Grian takes his fingers. “Taking me so well. It’s so much, I know, but you’re doing so well, baby. Gonna make you come before I fuck you, okay? That sound good?”

“Please,” Grian whines.

“So good,” Scar repeats, stroking that soft spot in Grian and circling his clit, and from there it doesn’t take long for him to come, clenching around Scar’s fingers and feeling impossibly full. At least, until Scar removes his fingers and he actually cries out at the loss, now feeling horribly, painfully empty. 

“Sc’r, please, need you in me,” he begs, slurring his words slightly. 

Scar chuckles. “Needy, needy. Can’t even go one second without being stuffed, can you?”

“Scar…”

“Alright, alright. I don’t even need to get more lube, do I? You’re certainly wet enough.” With his wet hand, he slicks his cock up a bit before positioning Grian over him. He pushes him down so Grian sinks onto him, letting out a moan as he goes in an inch. Scar thrusts into him, and Grian yelps as he slides a few inches in with no warning.

Grian’s hands hold onto his thighs, nails digging slightly into the flesh. Scar kisses his cheek as he bottoms out, buried fully into Grian. 

Grian pants, feeling so full, as if Scar is in his guts. One of Scar’s hands goes from his thighs to his stomach, running over the skin there. He thrusts up into Grian again, and that’s when he feels it. A little bulge, noticeable whenever Scar fucks into him. He clenches around him at the feeling, head lolling back against his shoulder as he moans, a string of drool trailing down the side of his mouth.

“So good..,” he groans, and Scar laughs.

“Pretty stuffed bird,” he says, pressing down slightly against the bulge. Grian jerks in his hold, overwhelmed by the pleasure. He writhes against Scar as he fucks him, pulling Grian down while he thrusts up and hitting so deep in him.

If someone drew Grian with feather happy trail and thighs I would kiss them sloppy style. PLEASE you don't understand how badly I need this it's so gender to me but also so fucking hot I can't stop thinking about it

So my brain thought this up and refused to let it go so ig ima put it here

The line stuck in my brain is "well unless you want to die choking on my knot, im gonna have to top this time"

So vamp gri's typically the dom top and ww scar the sub bottom but scars rut is happening soon and gri offered to help with the rut but scar needs to get his dick wet for the rut to end quickly thus the line

Im just imagining grian (the freak) picturin that in his head and gettin hard at the thought, n u can see his eyes dilate and so can scar too and hes all like "Oh~ did you like that thought? Want me to force you down and take what i want? Want the big bad wolf to come and ruin this pristine little vampire? Hmmm?"

I think in this world, vampires have more base strength than normal werewolves but full moon ww's are stronger and rutting ww's even more so on top of gettin physically bigger too (😏) so grian used to being able to take charge and hold down scar with ease now not even being able to fight out of his grasp is just 😳

ethoslab is so fucking pathetic i need to get him pregnant

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