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I want him so bad im sorry
I AM SCREAMINGGGG
LULUUUUUUUUU 🥹
OH SHES SO PRECIOUS AND ADORABLEEEEE
I absolutely have no words. The stars, the bells, THE CONSTELLATIONS?? EVERYTHING IS SO WONDERFULLY CRAFTED AND PERFECT!
HELLO YOU WONDERFULLY LIL SPACE JESTER!!
✨Good-evening Ladies, Gents, and Friends Beyond the Binary!✨
Make yourself cozy and warm while you cruise through my personal space! (Noninvasive dw) Hope you have a wonderful time and keep dreaming Starlings!
he was often the first to pipe up and call out alpha's for treating him and his fellow omega's as if they were nothing more than breeding stock but, like a true hypocrite, he also seemed to get drunk off of how good it felt to be treated like breeding stock. toes already curling as a mewling, whining sound of pleasure escaped him on the exhale, the omega lurched forward on the ground as tristan snapped into him again; a trail of goosebumps peppering his skin and chasing after the other's touch, and scratches, as tristan dragged his hand up iain's back and to his neck.
gasping as his hair gripped and his head was pulled back, he continued to stumble over his words and thoughts as each demanding slam of the alpha's hips into him forced a sharp, whimpered breath from the witch every time the other bottomed out inside him. "i-- no-- yes-- yes--" he stammered through moans as he was called a whore; his warm, velvety walls held tight around tristan's cock, the omega's lips quivering around him as he produced more and more slick, making it easier for the alpha to take him. "i-- couldn't help-- can't help myself." he tried to explain, his mind gone as he felt tristan's body against his back, as he was held up and arched into him, only for the alpha to pull back again so he could continue his onslaught with more leverage. "i like-- this-- you-- fuck-- feel good..."
Tristan wouldn't admit how long it had been since he'd felt the warm heat of another, especially during a rut. It almost awed him, the feeling of it. The way the body underneath him reacted, and the stammering voice of the soft little omega underneath him. As he snapped his hips forward again, one of his hands moved over Iain's ass and up the middle of his back, nails scratching up the back of his neck before raking through his hair. And then he was gripping, tightly, and pulling Iain's head back.
As he pulled, he leaned his own body forward, thrusts becoming shallow as he blanketed Iain's back with his own chest, his lips reaching the other's ear as he held tightly to his hair. "You feel so fuckin' good," he growled to the other, keeping his voice low so only Iain would hear. "You always this open for strangers? Ready to bend over at a moment's notice, yeah? Fuckin' whore." He was saying it before he could stop himself, self-control gone as he lifted his chest just enough to give himself better leverage again, snapping his hips a little faster.
OMG ARE YOU A FELLOW PIGEON ENJOYER???
AHHHHHH I LIVE PIGEONS THEY ARE MY WHOLE LIFE I HAVE ACTUAL PIGEON MERCHANDISE AND I PLAN TO GET MORE
(sorry for the cringy vocabulary, i’m just rlly excited)
OMG YES I AM A FELLOW PIGEON ENJOYER I LOVE THOSE FUCKERS THEYRE SO SILLY AND FUN AND MISUNDERSTOOD I LOVE THEM SM BUT THERE ARENT ANY PIGEONS WHERE I LIVE :((
ALSO PLS SEND PHOTOS OF UR PIGEON MERCH 🙏🙏
