I took way too much pleasure in drawing this 😉
commission for @kyluxicle and @letmeputitinyourbutt for their sugar daddy au.
nsfw
commission for @marlonbookcase!! this hucc has helped revive me ngl
Um. So. Remember that time you dropped your glasses in my room? Did you see… what was under the bed?
“Oh I’m ah kriff ah um shit…” there was no need pretending matt knew techie knew that he had gotten a hard on.
“ your box of um dildos?”
He crouched by the side of the bed and shimmied under the frame, ass in the air as Techie grabbed the box. When he pulled it out, hair in disarray, Techie sat next to Matt and caressed the smooth top of the chest with his calloused fingertips. Deep breaths. Just show them to him. No big deal!
“H-Here’s my favorite,” Techie says, so embarrassed he could die but also fucking excited, pulling out a gigantic dildo. It’s veiny, ridged, and most definitely not human. The pointed tip is a cherry red that grows a dark grey as it reaches the base and balls. He tilts his head, shy, hair curtaining over his face as he asks, nervous, “W-Wanna hold it, Mattie?”
When Techie awakes, he’s got his arm turned at an uncomfortable angle under Kylo’s waist and he feels that horrible ant-swarm feeling as the blood comes rushing back to his hand. He sits up and stretches before carding a hand through Kylo’s gorgeous, thick hair. “Morning,” he grins. There’s dried cum on the both of them but he’s too smitten to care.
Kylo opens his eyes but he clearly hadn’t been fully asleep. “Morning, sunshine,” he grins lazily. He nuzzles at Techie neck while he’s close and kisses his jaw. He laughs. “We smell like sex, babe. Not that I hate it, it’s just…not recommended today.” He kisses him again on the forehead.
He pulls away, and pushes off the bed. “I’ll get the water hot. Join me? Or would you rather shower alone? We don’t have to fool around unless you’re up for it.”
As if they hadn’t just been achingly intimate last night, Techie’s cheeks color and he sits up, running a hand through his tangled, sleep-mussed hair. “F-Fooling around is always fine b-by me,” he says, grinning, while sliding off the edge of the bed, still totally naked. With a quiet clank coming from each eye, Techie blinks a few times to get his cybernetics calibrated once again.
“I think the s-sex was so good it rattled my, um, ah- s-sockets a little…”
“Good, Armie, holy shit, it’s g-good!” Techie tries to clench around his brother’s fingers to pull him in deeper, but his hole flutters uselessly, too loose. He craves Hux’s hot, heavy dick; stretching him, filling him up totally, completely.
When Hux’s fingers brush Techie’s sensitive spot, his thighs tremble and try to draw together. His entire body tenses like a string and words fail Techie’s overheated mind. Desperately, he wants to encourage Hux, beg him to fuck him already, but all the comes out are wanton moans. Techie wiggles his hips back to coax his brother’s magic fingers back onto his prostrate before he whines and sobs for more.
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