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Hey,,, so do you think any of the dads would be into piss stuff of any sort? (Also damn/bless you. Stink and breastfeeding and maybe a little piss would usually be really not my thing but damn you hit my gut on those. I’d love to see more stink tbh,,, and thank you for continuing to write such nice things to read.)

you’re very welcome, thank you for the kind words T.T

I think… hmmm… *rubs chin* Robert obvs would be into piss stuff. he’s nasty. but maybe Matt would be, too? And… and Brian??? loves someone pissing on his big belly… warms it up something nice

For the Cryptid idea: How about mothman showing Robert who’s boss! He’ll bring him back to his nest and lay mothman eggies in him, leaving Robert to stumble back to his truck all fat and bulging. Robert will never doubt his existence again…

I still need to educate myself on cryptids. does mothman count as one? for some reason I thought cryptids are kinda alien-like creatures… like more reptilian looking

I like the idea though even if he is no cryptid

I’m like 95% sure I’m ace or demi in the sense that the concept of me in a sexual situation is very gross but I still love both reading and writing things about other people and you are so easily one of the best smut blogs I know. Your writing is so good, your characterization is amazing, your stuff is so unique… And you tag your kinks so it’s super easy for me to avoid squicks which is so great! I just wanted to say that I love everything you write! And also you got me into Overwatch pls help

that’s such a wholesome, kind message. thank you so much for the sweet words Q.Q thenk thenk thenk *kisses ur hands*

hey cyber. hey. *whispers into mic* imagine robert taking his first ever dicking from damien and he’s a whiny teary eyed mess and mary is there to hold him and calm him down by letting him suck at her tits and drink up her milk like the good boy he is and she just strokes his hair through it all

(male terms for Damien’s genitals)

Robert groans, biceps trembling as his elbows give way and he forces himself to lock them back into place. His back is tense, fingers gripping for dear life at the blanket they laid out on the floor in front of Damien’s fireplace.

Damien hums, hips stilling, one hand slowly dragging along the dip of Robert’s spine.

“Relax,” he murmurs, eyes fixed down where his sleek, silicone cock is only halfway inside the warm clutch of Robert’s body. He grabs at one cheek, pulling it to the side, thumb inching over to pet along the pouty rim of Robert’s hole. “You’re so good. Taking my cock like a champ.”

It does not seem to relax him, though; Robert whines and lets his head fall between his hunched shoulders. He is fighting his own body’s response to crawl away from the intrusion, and it leaves him tense and unhappy and needier than ever to be fucked and dominated by Damien.

Mary pets over his unwashed hair once, then grips it hard and yanks his head back to see the grimace on his face and the wet shine to his eyes.

“Don’t cry now,” she murmurs and shuffles closer, the soft smell of milk all around her; she hasn’t let any of her boys nurse for the whole day, anticipating Robert’s little hiccup. She knows her boy, after all. “Here. Nurse on mommy, while you’re getting dicked like you need to.”

Robert’s mouth tightens into a petulant line for a moment, squinting at her unhappily, but the sight of her breasts heavy with milk, nipples large and dark and in dire need of a mouth distracts him from her belittling attitude rather quickly.

Damien chuckles as he watches Robert latch on; suckling loud and rude; smacking his wet lips every now and then as his body relaxes. It takes some awkward maneuvering as he wants to stop holding himself up and instead lie down on Mary, but eventually they manage it to get her beneath him in a way that allows him to nurse with his head on her tits.

His body goes soft and pliant for Damien, then; his cock slipping in on a sudden, wet slide as the deathgrip of Robert’s inner muscles ease up and let him slip in smoothly.

He takes it well, then; groans low and delirious as Damien fucks him with easy, fluid motions, one hand at the middle of his friend’s back, the other still spreading his ass and allowing Damien to look his fill.

Whenever he breathes in deep enough, the binder makes itself known around his ribs; secure and restricting in a way that is oddly freeing. 

“Taking it so well,” he murmurs, belly tight with heat whenever the base of the harness presses against his swollen, needy cock. Watching Robert messily eat, lips wet and glazed with milk, he starts wishing for that very mouth on his dick; and maybe he’ll treat himself to it later, after he’s fucked Robert good and proper and treated him to his first anal orgasm… because the way the man squirms and groans, he seems to be delightfully sensitive.