Leave me things or request a starter ★ Slow Tagging ★ I'm bad at sexting ★ Picture Prompt Generators: m/m or f/m ★ kink list but tbh just ask ★ potential tw: underage, drugs, childhood trauma, mental illness, please warn in subject headers ★ in-game/AU continuity optional
[ It's exactly where Kyle wants him—on top. When his pelvis digs into him he lets out a pleased groan, big hands keeping those scrawny hips of Joseph's tight against him. ]
Actually, you uh... Um. [ It's a little dumb to feel dirty talking about it when they are literally doing it, but that's part of his charm(???). ] Can I... blow you?
[ Like he's asking Joseph for such an impossible favor. ]
[such a big favor, kyle. you precious thing. no one here deserves you.
a sharp light brightens behind kavinsky's eyes. he laughs into the side of kyle's pretty red hair, licking his earlobe a moment.] Yes, sweetheart, [he says next. he pushes himself up onto his knees, kneeling over kyle's hips, legs apart now for balance. it's pretty quick work he makes of his own jeans, popping open the button, unzipping the fly.
his dick emerges, half-heard, ruddy, pink. uncircumcised.] Why you blushing?
[ That's the shortest answer he can give without getting either of them off the topic of Joseph's erection bobbing just above him. The science behind his pale genes and their penchant for going red at the drop of a hat is soo not important right now.
Turning off his power dampener for now, Kyle slides his hands up the man's thighs in slow worship. The unnatural heat coming from him now is already soaking through Joseph's jeans and into his skin. It all settles between his legs once Kyle palms his groin, thumb playing carefully with the flushed foreskin. ]
[kavinsky's dick bobs hello, stiffening hungrily with the boy's hand. flush, chubby around the middle, delightfully uncut, actually, pressing against the side of his hand. the head is already shiny. kavinsky's not-- exactly notorious for his impulse control, and that inevitably carries over to how his dick behaves under circumstances as these.
in the meantime, one of kavinsky reaches over with one tattooed hand. grasps the other boy by the hair. tugs him over, urging his mouth to his cock with eager expectation.]
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Actually, you uh... Um. [ It's a little dumb to feel dirty talking about it when they are literally doing it, but that's part of his charm(???). ] Can I... blow you?
[ Like he's asking Joseph for such an impossible favor. ]
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a sharp light brightens behind kavinsky's eyes. he laughs into the side of kyle's pretty red hair, licking his earlobe a moment.] Yes, sweetheart, [he says next. he pushes himself up onto his knees, kneeling over kyle's hips, legs apart now for balance. it's pretty quick work he makes of his own jeans, popping open the button, unzipping the fly.
his dick emerges, half-heard, ruddy, pink. uncircumcised.] Why you blushing?
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[ That's the shortest answer he can give without getting either of them off the topic of Joseph's erection bobbing just above him. The science behind his pale genes and their penchant for going red at the drop of a hat is soo not important right now.
Turning off his power dampener for now, Kyle slides his hands up the man's thighs in slow worship. The unnatural heat coming from him now is already soaking through Joseph's jeans and into his skin. It all settles between his legs once Kyle palms his groin, thumb playing carefully with the flushed foreskin. ]
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in the meantime, one of kavinsky reaches over with one tattooed hand. grasps the other boy by the hair. tugs him over, urging his mouth to his cock with eager expectation.]