My Mutuals Will Tag A Post Like “I’d Suck The Soul Out Through His Dick With A Silly Straw” And

@soulbanditodorito here’s your request you whore/lh/pos

Idk what I’m doing with my life… sigh

Sight

[semi-linked to this]

You reach the office door sooner than you intend to, quieter than you expect to. You see him.

You see the way he strokes himself with a rhythm that shows the signs of growing erratic soon, his free hand shaking as it drops from his mouth and grips the arm of his chair…

…you shouldn't be watching this. Something tells you to step back, turn around and go the way you came, to pretend you hadn't seen him in the first place. Rarely did the man ever seem to be granted a chance of privacy, he deserved this indulgence more than anyone--

The notion comes to a halt, sends a deep spark of warm shock through your veins when you catch the furrow of his brow, the tint to his cheeks in the glow of moonlight as, with a gasp of a breath, he moans your name.

Oh.

His free hand shoots back up to muffle his mouth as your name fades to a whimper on his tongue. His head tilts back just so as his hand curls to a fist, knuckles pressed to his lips and neck bare enough to catch his Adam's apple…fuck, he's beautiful like this, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, slacks down to his knees, his waistcoat and shirt unbuttoned just enough to keep his heaving chest from straining against the fabric, hair tussled and sweat along his brow as he pants…

The heat carries itself to you. Fuck. Shit. You feel the need to get out of here before you risk embarrassing both of yourselves--

"Gott, du fühlst dich göttlich…"

Fuck. Shit.

it is year of the rabbit my dudes

Summer Medics for yall, cos I hate the heat and needed to project that onto my favorite doctors. Red is havung it worse and will die of heatstroke before he finishes that popsicle.

Pinup Medic, both red and blue ❤️💙

Very badly want to get eaten out. Want them to fuck me nice and slow with their fingers as they use their tongue on me. Want to have my hips held down as they make cum over and over on their tongue

Comfort sex where there's no rush to make each other cum, but those deep strokes make us feel as close as ever. Hands all over, caressing and soothing, face hiding in the other's neck. We couldn't possibly be closer and yet we keep pulling each other in.

Jesus christ, I wish to just one day be this pinnacle of wit, horniness, and sacrilege.

OKAY BUT 🤝

I don’t even know how to word it, but genuinely there’s just something very hot about it to me. NEED that man to kiss me and trail his hands across my skin and leave traces of it across my skin. Different but similar kind of marking adjacent to hickeys. To me.

(And this isn’t even getting into the bonus points of FRITZ covered in blood.)

fuckkkk him trailing his hands across my skin and painting my body with blood

from The Fran Lebowitz Reader