Writing Exercise: Write whatever filthy porn fic comes to mind
Sloppy, filthy, slightly D/s Tony/Steve blowjobs. WIP
Steve kneels on the floor, his weight evenly distributed. His hands are behind his back, crossed at the wrists. He’s nude of everything except his old dog tags that had been kept as relics at the Smithsonian Museum as part of their Captain America gallery. He feels his thought stray, just slightly, as he can’t help but feel conflicted at the fact that, well, there’s a gallery of Captain America at the Smithsonian, and just that there’s a gallery of Captain America at the Smithsonian.
He breaks out of his small reverie as calloused hands settle into his hair. He tilts his head up into the touch, feels his pulse drum away, and waits.
“How are you, darling?” Tony asks, running his fingers affectionately through the mass of fine, light hair.
“I’m fine,” Steve replies, soft and quiet.
Immediately, the hands tighten, and they yank his head up, sharp and sweet. Steve doesn’t let out the noise of pleasure, because he’s been good, he is being good for Tony. Instead, he lets himself tighten his core muscles for the sting of pulled hair, let’s himself almost fight against the rough treatment. He doesn’t let his eyes slip close or waver their gaze, but let’s himself blink once in retribution.
“And you’re going to be good for me, right sweetheart? Gonna choke my cock down and get your pretty mouth all filthy for me?”
Steve swallows, feeling anticipation well up. He lets himself feel the want to shift, lets himself feel the temptation, and revel in the simple joy of trained discipline when he stays just as still as before.
“Yes, Tony.”
The hands in his hair soften loose their harsh grip, but they’re firm as they pull him forward. He can feel his mouth salivate, and he lets his eyes droop just a bit as the erect shaft of Tony’s cock brushes against his lips. Steve let’s Tony guide his mouth against Tony’s cock, sighing in bliss as finally, finally, Tony slips one of his hands out of Steve’s hair to guide the head of his cock into Steve’s waiting mouth.
Steve moans for it. The texture, the heat, the bitter, sharp taste. He’s surrounded by the musk of Tony’s aroused scent, and his head swims in dizzied glee. His own cock has filled out, and he’s seeping pre-come generously. He lets the maddening tease of liquid trailing down his sensitive, hard cock pull him into a frenzied state. He moans once more, unashamed of his behavior, and shoves his face into Tony’s groin, lets his mouth and throat accept the long length of Tony’s cock.
“Cock slut,” Tony retorts, his voice slightly breathless. “Gods, you’re fucking begging for it, aren’t you? You just want me to fuck your throat raw.”
Please, Steve pleads. Please, please, yes.
And Tony is shoving his cock inside, dragging it out before roughly thrusting back in. He builds up a fast and brutal tempo, uncaring for the fact that Steve is drooling on the floor or choking just a bit every time the thrusts are a shade too much. Tony tangles digs his fingers into Steve’s scalp, shoving inside and barely pulling out, just rocking in with small, fast hitches of his hips.
And Steve mewls, whines, keens, because he’s being used by Tony. It’s filthy, absolutely dirty and degrading, and he’s being good for Tony, because Tony is giving him what he wants, what he needs.
“Face or down your throat?” Tony manages to gasp out, letting loose little groans and growls of pleasure. He pulls all the way out, allowing air to clearly travel its way inside Steve’s oxygen-deprived body.
Steve trembles and strains for Tony’s cock, his mouth opening in a widely lewd fashion. In response, Tony shoves his way back inside and holds it, neither rocking nor moving from his position. Steve whines desperately in his throat, trying to move his head so he can bob, so he can feel the hot foreskin of Tony’s cock slide against his sensitive, bruised lips. But Tony’s demanding grasp on his hair keeps his head still, keeps himself from fucking his face on Tony’s body.
“If you’re not going to be good sweetheart, I’m going to shove the toys into you and make you come multiple times. You’re not getting a drop of my come, and I’ll leave you alone with just the toys to keep you company.”
Steve feels his eyes roll backwards at the mean tone of Tony’s voice. He whimpers, sucks furiously at the cock down his throat, and nods his head as much as possible.
I’ll be good, he promises furiously in his mind, so good, please, Tony…
Tony pulls back, inch by achingly slow inch until just the head is teasing and painting Steve’s bruised red lips. He pulls back fully, his cock out of Steve’s reach, and waits.
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Need to finish this, actually feel somewhat happy with it~
spatsula replied to your post: spatsula replied to your post: WHY CAN’T I WRITE…
no u make it appear 4 me
if you can handle steve/tony and sloppy blowjobs?????
spatsula replied to your post: WHY CAN’T I WRITE PORN FUCK
i luv ur word porn
I am forcing myself to write it just jfc this is what happens when you don’t porn in ages, YOU ARE STILTED
//sobs
*clings to spat* Make the porn appear spaattt
Glas, you should totally get those piano stairs. For your shop. When ppl go downstairs.
Despite what a lot of people have been trying to tell me, Loki is, in fact, a villain.
It Wasn’t Worth It
He holds unto your hands tight,
Looks straight ahead,
No tears in sight.
The mouth you have kissed
A thousand times
Are thin and tightly pressed,
A slammed shut book.
Wound up as a clock,
With a wound in his heart,
His tears are heavy stones and rocks,
Slipping down the slope of the sky.
Grief settles down at the base of his throat,
The blues and sorrow in its new home,
Melancholy and anguished notes.
A shuttered sigh,
Closed lids on unseeing eyes and jars,
He says Goodbye, I love you, Farewell, So Long.
It wasn’t worth it.
What’s that, article?
http://digitalcommons.wcl.american.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1234&context=jgspl
You say Iranian women are forced into submission by oppressive Muslim rule? You hold an Orientalist view that Middle Eastern women are forced to live in the home, being oppressed by wearing the veil/hijab/burka while churning out babies and being beaten by their husbands or honor killed by their male family?
I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you over our massive Iranian female police force armed with sub-machine guns, scaling walls, wielding swords, and shooting out of car windows.
I WANT A MOVIE THAT LOOKS JUST LIKE THIS
i saw the first picture and was like..
“ASSASSIN!!!”
aahhhhhh.. Al Mualim!!
Oh God my HEART.
I’m actually surprised at how well this music works here. Just gonna go cry in the corner now. ;_;
The Avengers as Disney characters [x]
Clint Barton & Robin Hood
INKY SKETCHES
$15 (+$7 extra character)
Notes:
- 300dpi 1748 x 1748
- Mostly low waist/legs and up.
- Programs used: Photoshop or Paint Tool Sai (all of the examples are PTS, Photoshop will look more like this)
- Probably not going to use a color like Billy’s cape
unless specified.- I do fanart and OC’s (just remember to provide some info/images on them)
- I do not draw mpreg, furry porn (i will draw furries, but please be aware that my experience is pretty damn low) mechas/advanced machinery.
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beautiful art from a beautiful person <3
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