techiehux:

“H-have me then,” Techie says invitingly, raking his nails over Ren’s overheated skin. He wraps his legs around his waist and hitches his skinny hips up to rub against Ren’s lap. Red hair spread out like a halo but smiling like a sinner, Techie hums with pleasure and licks the shell of Ren’s ear.

The question makes Techie pause. There isn’t much that turns him off, honestly. Even the sick, sick things MaMa did to him ended up twisting into secret, hushed kinks that he buries deep down.

He settles on: “Do wh-whatever you want!” With a sly wink, he pushes Ren’s underwear down and slips his fingers under the fabric.

techiehux:

Stress Relief [Open]

The clock chimes twice in a seedy bar on the edge of town, where an uncomfortable-looking young man sits squished between two beefy patrons at the counter. He quietly nurses a drink and keeps to himself, strange blue eyes wandering around. He’s clearly out of his element, but that doesn’t stop him from searching for a warm body to go home with.

He shivered, blown-wide pupils fixed on Sarah’s kiss swollen lips. “I’m c-clean, okay? And I got, um, condoms.” Techie ran his fingers through her hair and sucked soft on her neck, leaning his hips towards hers.

techiehux:

Stress Relief [Open]

The clock chimes twice in a seedy bar on the edge of town, where an uncomfortable-looking young man sits squished between two beefy patrons at the counter. He quietly nurses a drink and keeps to himself, strange blue eyes wandering around. He’s clearly out of his element, but that doesn’t stop him from searching for a warm body to go home with.

Techie breathes a sigh of relief and takes her hand, the momentary touch of her skin electrifying. His blood pulses loud in his ears, drowning out even the loud music in the dim bar as he’s led away.

Techie is permanently thirsty and will 100% have sex on the first date. This is not a judgement, just an objective fact.

lieutenantkirie:

techiehux:

Stress Relief [Open]

The clock chimes twice in a seedy bar on the edge of town, where an uncomfortable-looking young man sits squished between two beefy patrons at the counter. He quietly nurses a drink and keeps to himself, strange blue eyes wandering around. He’s clearly out of his element, but that doesn’t stop him from searching for a warm body to go home with.

Helplessly, all he could do was nod, enthusiastic about the idea. Alone with a beautiful woman? Hell yes. Maybe not his preferred gender, but she made him feel safer. Less guarded. “Wh-where d’you wanna go?” he asks Sarah, color high on his cheeks. He doesn’t have anywhere to go, so hopefully she’ll say something other than his house.

Temporary [closed]

@youwerenotmadeforthisworld

“I c-can’t stand you,” Techie laughed. “You’re too good to me!” He tugged softly at Szer’s ear, not enough to hurt; just to bring him down to his level. “Come closer and I’ll tell you wh-what the drops are made of…” Techie grinned, suggestive. It had been *so* long since he’d gotten laid.