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5 months ago

I have an idea.. a proposal perhaps (i really need to stop saying that people are gonna figure out who I am because I say jt too much on my page and I'd be so fucking embarrassed)

NSFW promt/ask/idk

MOVING ON.

OK SO, D.A.M.N polycule right? Freelancer is home early and decides to get a rise out of their boyfriends, not knowing 2 would be home earlier than expected, they put on thigh highs and send a picture into their gc, you can have the boys thirsting/simping over them (respectfully)

Theyre all rushing to get work done to get home to them

The first two home are Huxley and Damien...

Yo-you csn

....decide what happens next 👀

(Ahhhh thank you so much for this request, sorry this took so long and I hope you like it!💜)

It was never a good thing when the Freelancer was bored. It didn’t happen often, not with all the classes they took and with four partners and a little empathy daemon as a brother, but it did happen from time to time. They’d studied ahead and gotten their assignments done for a few weeks, and Caelum was busy with his charges and couldn’t come by. Lasko was teaching, Gavin and Damien were in their classes, and Hux was at practice. They were on their own for hours. It wasn’t like they could start on dinner at noon. So when the mail arrived, they were pleasantly surprised to see a package they’d ordered. And an idea hit them. They definitely wouldn’t be bored anymore.

They grinned as they pulled the black thigh highs up, fingers smoothing down the lace as they admired how they looked. They paired them with Hux’s only button down shirt, it was big enough to cover them and they could still unbutton it to show off a little more skin. Just enough to be tempting. They settled on the picture they liked best and dropped it into the group chat.

I Have An Idea.. A Proposal Perhaps (i Really Need To Stop Saying That People Are Gonna Figure Out Who
I Have An Idea.. A Proposal Perhaps (i Really Need To Stop Saying That People Are Gonna Figure Out Who
I Have An Idea.. A Proposal Perhaps (i Really Need To Stop Saying That People Are Gonna Figure Out Who

I Have An Idea.. A Proposal Perhaps (i Really Need To Stop Saying That People Are Gonna Figure Out Who

The Freelancer’s stomach dropped when they heard the front door open. Muffled voices getting clearer as they got closer. “Damn bro, you must have ran from campus. You get that hot and bothered from the pic they sent?”

“Shut up! I was getting my cardio in, that was the only reason I was running.” Damien snapped out, looking up at Hux as they stood right outside their bedroom. The fire elemental turned to see them sitting on the bed, his lips quirking up. “Aren’t you going to welcome us home, brat?”

“I thought you wouldn’t be home until later?”

Hux chuckled as he stepped into the room “Practice let out early so I was already on the way home when I got the message.”

“My last class was cancelled. As unprofessional as it was, I will say I’m grateful to be able to leave early, just this once.” The fire elemental grinned, “I get to show you how much I appreciated your little picture.”

They gulped at the heat in his eyes, that look that they loved to see, that made heat pool in their gut and a shiver of trepidation going up their spine. Or was it anticipation? With Damien, it was mostly both. His fingers ghosted along their jaw, their head tilting up at that little bit of guidance. He tugged lightly at the collar of the shirt they had on, “Maybe I should burn off this off?”

“Hey now, hotstuff. I get that you’re excited but let them keep it. They’re cute with it on.” Hux grinned, one large hand resting on Damien’s shoulder.

“Tch, you just like it because they’re wearing your shirt.” He huffed, but he let go of the shirt. “Fine, they can keep it, and those…delightful stockings. Anything else isn’t needed, right, brat?”

“Aww, they aren’t a brat. They can be so obedient, so sweet. You want to be good for us, don’t you, baby?” Hux’s voice lowered, his smile saccharine but he knew that his words had those knots coiling inside them. They bit down on their lip, their head bobbing in a nod before they could really think of doing otherwise. They had such a hard time being a brat to the big guy, it really wasn’t fair when he looked at them like that.

“You can at least use your words when he asks you a question.” Damien’s fingers threaded through their hair, his blunt nails lightly scratching at their scalp as they leaned into the touch.

“I want to be good, sir.” They rasped out, their heart beating a staccato rhythm in their chest as his eyes darkened at the title, his grip tightening in their hair and drawing a whine from them.

“Don’t be so rough with them, hotstuff.”

“I’m not going to break them,” He rolled his eyes, placing one of his hands on the larger man’s chest and moving him back until he sat down on the bed. “Though you’d like it if we did that, wouldn’t you, doll? Want us to break you? Just leave you a whimpering, needy mess? Why don’t we show Hux just how durable you are?”

~◇~♤~

Damien’s mouth was on theirs, hot and hungry as he swallowed down the moans and whimpers that escaped them as they rolled their hips down. Hux’s hands were on their waist, the span of his fingers always made them feel small in comparison. Well, not just his hands. He filled them up so completely, just shy of being too much for them, but oh, they could never get enough of this feeling.

Their back pressed against Hux’s chest as Damien leaned into them, his hands on their thighs to keep them spread open, his fingers traced the edges of lace that pressed against their skin. Hux’s breath left him in a shuddering exhale right by their ear.

“Fuck, baby. You feel so good.” His grip tightened as his hips rolled up to meet them, they had to pull back from Damien to gasp in a breath, their fingers bunching into his shirt as they held onto his shoulders. “Shit, you’re so tight.”

Damien’s chuckle had them focusing back on him, even as the pleasure continued to build drop after drop and they were so close to overflowing. “You gonna cum again, doll?” His hand slid up their thigh to where they were hottest, drawing a gasp from them as their hips tried to buck forward to meet him.

Hux moaned, deep and guttural as his grip tightened, keeping them still and forced to take the onslaught from both of them. The earth elemental’s gentle yet steady rhythm and Damien’s persistent fingers turning their mind to a jumbled mess.

Damien’s searing lips at their neck, sucking and licking and somewhat burning, had them tumbling over the edge. They’re shattering around him, their body twitching and convulsing and their voice rising in their ecstasy.

The earth elemental grunted as they sent him over that edge as well, his face pressed against their shoulder as he rode out his high. Damien smiled as he watched his partners come back to themselves, both panting heavily, their skin flushed and their eyes dazed and fuck if they didn’t look magnificent like this.

Hux trailed gentle kisses up their shoulder as his fingers massaged their hips where bruises from his grip were already forming. “I told you they could take it.”

He chuckled softly at the smug tone the fire elemental’s voice carried, accepting the water bottle he was offered and taking a large swig. “Thanks, bro.”

The Freelancer blinked, a shiver going through them at the slight sting of aloe that Damien dabbed at their skin. “I got a little carried away, love. How do you feel?”

They smiled lazily as they pulled him in closer, kissing his cheek “Mmm, fuzzy-headed and jelly-boned.” They took a drink from the bottle Hux offered them.

“Good, let’s get you both cleaned-“ Damien blinked as their hands slid under his shirt, his inhale a little shaky as his words stalled at their touch and the look in their eyes as they leaned forward.

“We’re not done yet, Damie. Not until I return the favor.”

“Make that ‘we’, babe.” Huxley chuckled deeply as he reached around them to put his hand on Damien’s hip to draw him in closer. “Dinner might be a little late tonight.”

(@cottagecorexboy only because I hope he likes this)


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5 months ago

h-word thoughts ⬇️ dom&sub

♡ needy freelancer who tried to distract huxley from work and needed to be taught a lesson ♡ huxley makes the freelancer earn their pleasure by thigh riding ♡ but when they get close he makes them stop ♡ and then they have to watch as huxley gets off but they can't touch anymore ♡

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Okay, I'm so sorry this took forever. At the time that I started this I was heavily inspired by Mac's hybrid brainrot, so we have bunny hybrid FL, I also tried to imply that they were plus sized, I'm not sure if I did a good job? Umm, some Dom/sub dynamics, the use of 'Daddy' um if I missed anything, please let me know

“Hux? Are you done with work yet?”

The earth elemental chuckled softly as he looked up from the paperwork he was working on to lay his eyes on the Freelancer hovering by the door. “Not yet, babe. I’m sorry it’s taking me so long, but it’s probably going to be a couple more hours.”

Their lower lip pushed out in a pout at that, “A couple more hours? Can’t you take a little break?” They stepped into the room and closed the door behind them.

Fuck, if he wasn’t tempted, their beautiful eyes pleading up at him and they were even wearing one of his shirts and shorts that made their plush thighs look oh so grabbable. The little minx knew what that did to him, they weren’t playing fair. But… “If I take a break then it’ll take even longer, bunny. Can you be a little more patient for me?” His eyes lowered back to the paperwork in his hand before the click of the door locking had his ears perking. Though what got his gaze back up to them was the sound of fabric falling to the floor.

“Pretty please, sir? I only got to see you for breakfast… I miss you.” They stepped closer, a flush making their skin glow as they stood bare for him. He leaned back in his chair as that familiar heat pooled in his stomach. Damn, if it wasn’t hot when they got so needy that their confidence came out. Their soft supple skin on display, those thighs that he loved hold onto when he lifted them, the stomach he adored to kiss, the hips he couldn’t help but squeeze at every opportunity...

They trailed their fingers up his arm, bringing him out of the tangent his thoughts had wandered to. Hux let the papers in his fingers drop as he leaned back in his chair, his lips quirking up. “Aww, you really want my attention that badly, babe?”

His fingers reached up to run through the silky soft fur of one of their ears, their eyes closing as they leaned into the touch. He knew from the feel that they must have just finished grooming themselves, huh, maybe that was why they were a bit more impatient than usual? They did seem to like his scent on them...

Their fingers fisted in his shirtsleeve as his thumb rubbed circles at the base of their ear, a low whine escaping them before they opened their eyes. “Hux...please...” Fuck, their voice was already breathless and he’d barely even touched them yet. He loved that, that it was his touch that could do this to them, when it was just...him.

“Come here, bunny,” his own voice had deepened, the sound sending a visible shiver through the Freelancer as they moved to stand in front of him, hesitating as they glanced at the space between his open legs before looking back up at him. His hands lowered to slide against their waist, his thumbs tracing over the stretchmarks there and drawing out another shiver.

They let out a surprised little squeak when he lifted them long enough for them to straddle his thigh, their hands nervously clutching onto his shoulders. He loved being strong enough to do that, knowing just how it made them feel when he could do it so easily. Hux grinned at them, pressing his thigh up against them as their breath hitched. “Why don’t you show me how desperate you are?”

They blinked up at him, teeth pressing into their bottom lip, “A-Are you sure? What about you?” Their eyes fluttered as his hands on their hips gently started to guide them.

“You wanted the attention, bunny. Show me how bad you want it.”

It was all the encouragement they needed before they were rocking their hips, settling into a rhythm that was slow and sensual, gazing up at him with hooded eyes. Time passed in a blur of building pleasure. His thumbs traced along their skin as they moved, he couldn’t help but think how beautiful they were. Eyes going unfocused as their chest rose and fell, their fingers clutching at the lapels of his suit as they ground themselves against his thigh.

Hux’s hand trailed from their hip to their back, the Freelancer’s back arched as his fingers gently gripped their tail, his thumb pressing up. Their pace faltered as their thighs clenched around his, their breath leaving them in a shaky exhale “Daddy…”

He chuckled softly as he kept playing with their tail, their pace picking up as little whimpers started to escape from their lips. “You like it when I play with it, don’t you, bunny? You’re making such a mess on my thigh. You really want to show everyone what a desperate little thing you are, huh?”

Their teeth let go of their lip as a keen left their throat, their movements becoming sloppy as they started to lose themselves. Their eyes closing as they got closer to that edge, breaths coming in gasps as their head tilted back. His hand left their tail and settled back on their hip when he locked his arms and brought them to a halt. Their eyes snapped open as they tried to squirm against his hold, but there was no way they could fight against his strength. “Wh-why?”

“Hmmm, bunny, I told you to show me how desperate you are. I never said you could cum. You tried to distract me from work, so, you have to face the consequences, baby.” He pressed his lips to their forehead as they whimpered, waiting for their breathing to return to close to normal. Hux gently lifted them back to their feet, supporting them as their legs shook, “Can you kneel for me, bunny? The cushions still under the desk from last time.”

They nodded softly as they knelt down, dragging the cushion out to kneel on it as they looked up at him. Their eyes drawn to how his legs spread wider as his fingers trailed up his thighs to his groin, slowly and methodically unzipping his slacks before taking out his cock. “Now, you get to watch me get off and you’re going to keep those hands behind your back. If you can handle not touching me or yourself…I might have a reward for you. How does that sound, baby?”

(Tagging @cottagecorexboy @teddybasmanov @sealriously-sealrious and @fuzzy-melonlord (Aster inspired this brainrot with thigh riding, so I hope it's okay that I tagged?)


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