ok since my pc was dead…was, but is not anymore, so one new and one old, finished doodle.
Yea… I like bottom!Derek definitely much more then Stiles like that, if someone is curious; so try to not murder me and deal with that… well or not, up to u xD
Cora’s in the mood so she wakes Stiles up so he can help her sleep.
“Wakey, wakey.”
Something is tickling Stiles’ nose, and he swats at it in
his sleep before rolling over. He feels someone shaking him, which is harder to
ignore. “Go’way.”
It’s nerve wracking and full of uncertainty their first time. Not uncertainty about each other, never that, but a worry of pushing the other away or hurting one another.
Credence had been so tentative about touching newt at first, running his hands slowly up the backs of his thighs, marveling at how soft the freckles skin was under him, chasing the flush of pink with his mouth that went from the tips of Newts ears all the way down his neck and chest and back.
He sucks in a breath when his hands slip over Newts firm ass, squeezing the cheeks slowly, shivering when Newt let’s out a quiet moan and immediately buries his face back into his arms, but he can’t quite stop his hips from lifting up, pushing his ass out eagerly.
Credence takes a moment to squeeze his eyes shut but the glorious image is burned into his brain and his cock twitches, standing stiff and ready. He pulls apart Newts cheeks, staring at the tight, pink hole there, licking his lips he makes a small choked of sound of delight that Newt mimics before he leans forward and drags his tongue over Newts hole.
He startles when Newt bucks and cries out, freezing in place whilst Newt squirms and babbles a high pitched:
“Merlin that feels good, why does that feel good, oh gosh, please don’t stop, I-”
He immediately flicks his tongue out again when he realizes all the noise is good noise, circling Newts winking rim, pushing his tongue in deep, before pulling out again, pausing to soak in the low whimpers and breathy moans Newt was letting out, his fists clenched in the sheets under them.
He grips tighter at Newts cheeks, his cheeks hot when he sees his fingerprints marking Newts skin, biting lightly at Newts ass cheek and watching the bruise flourish and hear the way Newt whines and gasps babbling about how well Credence was doing and how good it felt and how much he loved him, the words made his cock leak, spurting precum, his breath catching in his throat.
He’d never heard Newt talk so much but he loved it, determined now to drag as many noises out of the man as he could, fucking his tongue back into Newts hole, curling it and swirling it in circles.
He grows more confident the louder newt gets, soon spit it dribbling down his chin and Newts hole is wet and gaping, and Credence just can’t think of anything but how good it feels to make Newt feel good.
He’s surprised when Newt cums, screaming into the blankets and the crook of his arm, hips twitching and hole clenching up tight, cock spurting cum messily beneath him.
He pulls back, pressing a tender kiss to Newts cheeks, rolling him over, smiling down at him as Newt blinks up seemingly orgasm dumb and dazed.
“I’d like to do that again, if you’d let me.”
Newt makes a small sound, covering his face with his hands, his cock jumping feebly against his stomach, nodding in quick bursts.
This was good, he couldn’t wait to find out what else Newt liked.
Sometimes you get hot and take off your striped hoodie, displaying the evidence of how you’ve accidentally been working out all the time, and not actually eating all the pie the way you told your bros you were doing to make them feel sad.
“I certainly hope that one day we get a united mankind that, you know, is able to collectively protect this planet and join its resources together in the spirit of science and discovery and exploration. I mean it’s just a wonderful ideal. I think that’s part of Star Trek’s enduring appeal.” —Karl Urban by Dennys Ilic for New York Moves
I still maintain that Mumbles models for charities, and raises a shitton of money, but never tells anyone about it. And if/when they find the photos, Mumbles refuses to talk about it because his reasons are none of their business.
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