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Newton "Newt" Geiszler ([personal profile] driftsintobuffetline) wrote2016-02-03 11:10 pm

random loose threads

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2016
January 29 - Returning from Submarining
February 13 - What are you thoughts on MARRIAGE?
February 16 - Day 1, Soviet Occupied Import Cities
March 12 - They were supposed to talk about Miles and Greg, but talked about themselves instead
April 14th - Kinks, Tatts, and Power Suppression
June - Admiring the Ring
July 27 - Hermann's New Car
After the Kaiju Test - Need a New Apartment
mathemagier: experiment two (Owen; Intimate)

[personal profile] mathemagier 2017-03-15 09:05 am (UTC)(link)
He shivered, the cool air from the windows at contrast with the heat of Newton's body at his back. An orgy- of course, Newton would never forget about that.

His head tipped back, grasping at Newton's arm and only half-listening through the fingers glancing over his erection. The plug stretched him pulling out, and then again as Newton pushed it back in, startling a choked moan from his throat as it went.

"Yes," he gasped, back arching and imagination running wild. Riding Newton's cock while other people rutted around them, some simply content to watch.. Yes, this groupie would be perfectly happy with that.

He pushed back against Newton, desperate for more. "Please, I want to feel you."
mathemagier: experiment one (Owen; Kiss)

[personal profile] mathemagier 2017-03-15 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
With his weight braced against the window and his cane, the position itself was difficult to maintain. But protests were far from his mind when Newton's dick pressed in deep, fulfilling the desperate ache the plug hadn't been able to touch. He shuddered through the shared vision, imagined being so thoroughly possessed that Newton could have his way with him at any given time without protest, and keened when it all stopped.

Hermann staggered back from the window, then turned and devoured Newton's mouth for all he was worth. Clothes- bloody hell, Newton was still fully dressed while he was standing here naked, and his already swollen cock felt ready to burst. He was so painfully hard that he'd just as soon drag them both down to the floor to finish if only his knees could take the abuse, and so he tore himself from Newton to glance around for something to aid them.

The nearby table abruptly disappeared from underneath the bottle of syrup they'd forgotten to bother with, and reappeared positioned in front of the window. Hermann dropped his cane and braced his forearms against the surface, bent over in an obvious invitation. His entire lower body positively throbbed with unfulfilled need.

"Yes, on stage," he rejoined like they'd never stopped. "Hundreds of jealous eyes watching, wishing they were the ones being ravaged like this."
Edited 2017-03-15 21:58 (UTC)