Can I Please Massage Your Boobs? I'll Treat Them So Well, I Promise. I'll Be Gentle. I Know They're Sensitive.

I'll be honest, I watched Emesis Blue before actually Getting into Team Fortress 2, but I already knew Medic was carnally desired by the community. And even back then, I could see the appeal. Been rewatching it in smaller doses with my partner, and man, man, I'm an Engiefucker (would take Scout's place in the torture room in a heartbeat 🥴), but Medic is HOT in that movie.

I hope he clasps his hands in front of his chest, pretty lips bitten into blood by his pearly whites, shimmering wet eyes directed to the sky, as he grunts and gasps through his teeth. Hope he sniffles, and his voice starts out as a creaky whimper, before his mouth drops open with a moan, his cross cradled by his ample chest that rises and falls at such a fast pace, it's like it'll burst open if a starved gasp for air and a frantic pump of his heart sync up just right. Defile that man, taint him, make him shoot ropes into the air as he averts his eyes shamefully, but never actually asks you to stop ravishing his body, the filthy little sinner he is.

Or, y'know, just take him out to dinner. Treat him to something nice. :-з

- Penis Anon.

I could make this holy man into a whimpering sinner that's ashamed of how much he adores to be tainted with lust or i can wrap my arms around him and make him feel comfort he hadn't felt in a very long time.

I love the imagery of a man who’s been freshly ravished. His shirt half-buttoned and his clothes in disarray. His neck speckled with lipstick stains. His hair a bedridden mess from fingers and pillows. His legs shaking as he stumbles from the bedroom, flushed in the face.

glad to see demoman and his partner enjoy themselves but the 10 page long cockwarming scene was a bit unnecessary ngl

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Sometimes I think about this screenshot and the immediate thought that comes to mind is "I need to make a divine wreck of that man NOW"

Sometimes I look at Fritz and I get the feeling that he'd be the type to cum from having you grinding down against him in his lap and making out with him. And every time I think about it, that want grows stronger.

being called sweetheart, angel, doll, love, or darling by an older man>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Distraction

You were meant to be helping him with research on something, but that couldn't be further from your mind now as he breaks from the kiss just to trail his lips to your neck.

Blood from whatever distant memory of a procedure you'd been doing coats his forearms, stains the fabric of your shirt as his palms shift and press to hold you firmer in his embrace, and oh you can't get enough of the weight of his hands against you. You can't hide the moan that's pulled from you when his palms shift under the fabric to press against your skin, you can feel the way he grins against the skin of your neck.

His low, proud laugh is cut with a gasp when he feels your lips tease along his collarbone, and it takes everything you have to keep your knees from giving out when you catch the wavering sigh of a moan he presses into your shoulder as you press your body firmer against his. It's hard to know whether you card a hand through his hair or his palm presses against the small of your back first, but the heat of the kiss you meet each other in is one outright consuming.

If whatever the two of you'd been hoping to research wasn't gone from your minds before, it's completely cast aside now. This is far more enticing, and you're more than eager to lose yourselves to it properly.

EXCUSE ME, my boobs are down here. Look at them when I speak to you. 💢

a robot shibari'd with its own wires. you agree, yes? reblog

thinking about having my body worshipped by by a priest, cooing in my ear as he fucks me, telling me how divine I am, how god must truly have made me in his image because he’s never seen anything as holy and godlike as me before