wethecrack | Kink meme #????

Both want to show Bertie who cares more, things go south very quickly. Sexy or gen is all good.

I swear to god I've got something for this just give me a day or two, you aren't forgotten young kinkmeme

[Dubcon of the "no one actually asks permission before starting this threesome and everyone is kind of magically okay with that because that's how porn works I guess" variety]

This has gone on for long enough.

Ienzo admittedly has very little experience with what is and isn't acceptable within the bounds of a normal friendship, but after the fifth night in a row he catches Justin pressed up against Bertie, tail twisted around him and a hand on his chest, he can't help but be suspicious. He's reigned it in so far – he could be wrong to think it anything out of the ordinary, after all, he's often wrong about these things – but enough is enough. On the sixth night he strides across the room with a cold sort of confidence and sets himself down sidesaddle in Bertie's lap.

“You don't mind, do you?” he asks, giving Justin a brief sidelong look but clearly addressing the question to Bertie. Justin bristles – literally, the fur of his ruff standing on end – as Ienzo casually knocks his hand aside to drape his own arms around Bertie's shoulders while Bertie, for his part, goes bright red and glances between the two of them in total bewilderment. “I thought you might enjoy the company.”

“I – what? Ienzo, what is-” he stammers, but before he can get his thoughts in order Justin answers for him.

“Just fine,” he says, airily, casually, as if no one is currently in egregious violation of anyone else's personal space. “Feel free to join right in.” And he punctuates the 'offer' by re-positioning himself on the couch so that he's sitting behind Bertie and wrapping his arms around the gentleman's waist, making a point to lock eyes with Ienzo as he wedges his arms between them.

So. That's how it's going to be, then. Ienzo scowls, briefly, before he can catch himself. It would probably be wisest to back down here – and certainly more mindful of Bertie's comfort – but now that he's here, he can't see a way to gracefully extract himself without essentially conceding to Justin. With one bold stroke, he's painted himself into this corner.

“Well, don't let me interrupt you, then,” says Ienzo, voice a slow, deliberate purr of the exact sort that he knows always gets Bertie worked up and blushing furiously as he speaks to Justin over his shoulder, lips nearly brushing against the shell of Bertie's ear as he does so.

“I- I say,” Bertie finally manages to stutter out, reaching up to fidget with his tie as he shifts awkwardly in his seat. “I-is it just me or is it getting rather, ah, heated in here?”

“Is it?” Justin asks, the joke not so much lost on him as snatched up and squirreled away to somewhere else entirely. “Here, let me help you with that.”

“No, allow me,” says Ienzo, a little more sharply than intended, and both of them set to work. Justin roughly un-tucks Bertie's shirt from his trousers, knuckles brushing against bare skin on the way up in a way that's too frequent and too much like a loving caress to be accidental while Ienzo deftly removes Bertie's tie in a single smooth motion and sets about undoing the buttons of his shirt and vest, pulling them open but not off such that his chest is bared to him but his back is still clothed go Justin. A petty gesture, to be sure, but there's nothing about this game they're playing that isn't petty. Ienzo leans in and kisses Bertie on the lips, hands resting on his shoulders but slipping downward steadily before he recoils at the sudden realization that there's something warm and very hard pressing against his hip.

“Bertie,” he says, eyes wide and conscience finally catching up with him. “Do you want us to stop?” There, us as in both of us. If Bertie says yes then Justin has to relent too – he doesn't win.

Bertie hesitates, considering the warmth of Justin's thick ruff of soft fur on his back and his fingertips at his belt and Ienzo's hands on his chest and his hot breath on his ear, the comfortable weight of him in his lap and the appealing flush to his cheeks and his slightly-parted lips. This is wrong. He shouldn't be doing this with Ienzo in front of Justin. He shouldn't be doing this with Justin in front of Ienzo – or at all. He swallows, hard.

“No,” he says, finally, voice cracking slightly from the dryness in his throat. “No, please. Keep going.”

It's Ienzo's turn to hesitate here, unsure of whether he's pleased that Bertie wants him to continue, isn't upset with him for starting this and in fact wants him to finish it or if he's mad that Bertie isn't shooing Justin off when he has no right to be doing this. Of course, Justin seems entirely unfazed and perfectly content to forge on ahead, so Ienzo quickly comes to a compromise between the two reactions by taking Bertie's face in his hands and kissing him ferociously, thumbs at his cheekbones and fingertips at his jawline, nipping at his lips and forcing his mouth open to explore it with his tongue. He shifts so that he's straddling Bertie's lap and rocks against him, a tingling heat building low in his stomach as he revels in the way Bertie murmurs and presses into him, two parts for his own reasons and one part because of how effectively it demonstrates to Justin that Bertie is his, these lips are his, these noises are for him.

The sense of self-satisfaction only lasts so long, though, before he feels the back of Justin's hand rub up against his crotch – an unintended side effect as the other man wedges a hand between them once again in order to grope Bertie, but the sensation is so strong and so sudden that Ienzo bucks his hips hard into it before he can get a hold of himself, bracing himself on Bertie's shoulders and gasping into his mouth.

anon you are fantastic <3

Someone give this grieving widow some loving.

Pan is a god, gods deserve worship. Bertie clearly knows what to do.

feel free to imply Peter is in his human shape for this plz. forgot to mention that!

Lin goes all out on valentines day, only to have it go all wrong. How will Waspfire make it better?

Bad dreams lead to a cuddle pile to end all cuddle piles.

Sometimes when he looks at her, all he wants to do is kiss her.

Well, that's one way to console a grieving widower.

They're both single now. And Jay's really into big dudes.

Jay isn’t exactly his first choice. Eddie will admit that to himself, be it guiltily. He would rather have Sasha. He still dreams of the german man every night. Still finds himself setting the table for three out of habit. Lili and Sasha being gone leaves the house bigger than Eddie ever thought it could be.

But loneliness is a bitch and a half. Eddie can’t deny as much. He can see the same loneliness in Jay, when the man isn’t preening or acting aloof, Eddie can see the pieces of something unhappy. A mask tightly worn to conceal something brittle and broken. He sympathizes, but doesn’t realize how much he does until Jay kisses him one day and he returns it out.

“Fuck.” He breathed, knuckles white as he fists the sheets, back arching as Jay’s lips wrap around his cock. Spindly agile fingers run across the length of Eddie’s member that isn’t currently in his mouth. The hand drifts lower to fondle Eddie’s ball sack playfully making the larger moan.

Jay only pulls back, a smug smirk written across his features. “Think you can top that, darling?”

“You wanna take it there, Zimin?” He breathes hotly back, some part of him relieved to see something happier in place of the glass facade Jay wore when wandering the Meadous.

“Try me.” He purrs lowly, dipping back down to kiss the head of Eddie’s member.

Eddie has to wonder what the hell he’s gotten into.

ignore the 'returns it out' plz.

Eddie said it himself, he's Psii's muffin bitch. What does this entail?

Only request, no overstuffing prompts/force feeding plz.

“I didn’t really think you’d make me do this for muffins.” Eddie mused calmly at the feeling of fingers trailing across his bare chest. Psii shot him an disapproving look for the interruption.

Psii melodramatically sighs, his lisp heavy enough Eddie has to really listen to understand. Its easy to read in the human’s face that he’s listening very intently. “Look, I’ve never seen one of you humans up close like this.”

“I coulda got you an anatomy book, dude.” The Psiionic waves off Eddie’s words with his free hand, straddling the larger man’s lap. “If you’re my muffin bitch, it means you gotta be quiet and do what I say.”

“Alright, alright. I am a slut for baked goods.” He jokes back with a smirk as the troll’s hands go back to wandering. Psii had never seen a human quite like… this. Bulbous and fleshy. It was appealing in its own way. He rested his cheek against the human’s shoulder, relaxing into the steady weight of the larger man. He was warm, far warmer than Psii expected.

Not quite Iz, different and a little smelly. Maybe humans were just inherently smelly? Psii didn’t mind it much, enjoying the way Eddie’s arms wrapped around him.

“Am I gonna have to pay you with my body every time I want a muffin?” Eddie teases lowly, earning a squint from the troll. “Depends on how many muffins I give you. We’ll see.”

“Eh, whatever you say, man.” Eddie didn't seem to mind it too much, given the way his fingers toyed with the troll's hair. A gentle gesture for a human as bulbous and over sized as he was.

The welcome wagon greets Phil the proper way.

...I'm speechless.

embrace the kinkmeme, it wants to embrace u. /rolls away

Vampire/giant bug sex?? or at least super natural sex would be fucking cool.

Sometimes frustration gets the best of you, in the worst way.

OKAY BUT HOW DID JAY GET INVOLVED

he is a mess, so into the angry mess pile he goes. (i also just want more jay smut)

healing sex tho

4th wall Games!Terezi and Di get a bit sensual.

Kink meme #????

Justin/Bertie/Ienzo

no subject

Fill (Part 1/2)

Re: Fill (Part 1/2)

Eddie/Anyone

Peter/Bertie

SA

Lin/Waspfire

Iz/Psii/Di

Terezi/Iz - possibly onesided?

Jay/Bertie

Jay/Eddie

no subject

SA

Psii/Eddie

this became fluff, whoops

Phone guy(phil)/Anyone

Re: Phone guy(phil)/Anyone

no subject

Natalie/Hajime

Ienzo/Jay/Justin

Re: Ienzo/Jay/Justin

Re: Ienzo/Jay/Justin

Spirit/Bertie

Di/Terezi