PRISMATICA: Inbox & Links

[lifehacker]

Inbox

video ⬤ audio ⬤ text ⬤ delivery

Travis Touchdown⬤ No More Heroes (post 2)
residential district ⬤ bachelor and with his cat, Jeane
moonblessing ⬤ Cordis (cat)

info ⬤ permissions ⬤ kinklist

Comments

[lifehacker]

[ He doesn't need to be asked twice; there's the clink of metal as his elaborate belt buckle gets undone. He sheds his jeans like a snake sheds skin. What he has on under that doesn't matter (it's hot dog print boxers), because he puts a hand on one hip and the other holds his cock out expectantly. ]

[sassian]

You are efficient. I'll give you that.

[Emet-Selch reaches out and bats Travis's hand away to take it in hand himself.

He gives it one long stroke before leaning forward to take the tip gently between his lips and flick it with his tongue.]

[lifehacker]

That's right, Your Radiance, taste that shit.

[sassian]

[Emet rolls his eyes and pulls his mouth away with an audible pop.]

Do you mind? There's no need to make this more tasteless than it already is.

[He leans back in with a huff and swallows Travis's cock down, all patience for drawing things out now lost.]

[lifehacker]

Thought you liked it...

[ He mumbles, mildly annoyed, but shuts the fuck up. At worst, he might grunt. ]

[sassian]

[He gives Travis a dead-eyed stare while sucking his cock.

It's an unenthusiastic blowjob, though it's mechanically sound.]

[lifehacker]

[ Travis awkwardly looks away.

He's almost intimidated. ]

[sassian]

[Emet manages to audibly scoff around the dick in his mouth and rolls his eyes before closing them.

Coward.]

[lifehacker]

[ Y'know what, Travis sin't that afraid of having his dick bitten off. He can deal with it. Cheeky fucker. He grabs the back of Emet's head and more insistently thrusts into his mouth.

Bitch. ]

[sassian]

[He gags a bit and makes a disgruntled noise, but takes it well enough after that. He stops bothering with suction or tongue and simply leaves it up to the other man to do all the work now.]

[lifehacker]

[ HOW CAN A BJ BE ANNOYING THIS IS NEW TERRITORY

Fine. He'll just facefuck His Radiance or whatever. FFXIV cast, this is antifa in action. ]

[sassian]

[Anything is possible with enough power and wisdom.

Emet-Selch neither helps nor hinders the process, but starts to scowl after a few moments. This is beginning to bore him.]

[lifehacker]

[ Good, because he pulls out and comes on his face. ]

Eye for an eye.

[sassian]

[He wordlessly grabs Travis's shirt from where it landed nearby and wipes his face off with it before tossing it to Travis.]

Ah yes, how very clever of you.

[lifehacker]

[ Travis still has a splatter across his nose. ]

I mean, I'm actually into that, so win/win. Thanks, weirdo.

[sassian]

Oh? Well, in that case, I am happy to have obliged.

[He stands up--as much as he ever does, at least-- and holds his bare hand above his head and snaps. There, he is properly attired again. It was a bit of a shame to use up any of the Chroma he'd just earned from this bit of dross, but then that is what it was for, isn't it?]

Well then, I shall let you get back to... whatever it is you do.

[lifehacker]

Don't forget, you accepted the offer.

[ Travis is smug, happy to sit down in the dirt, shirtless with cum on his face, and take a goddamn selfie of this shit. ]

[sassian]

I have never made a habit of forgetting.

[Oh, they have tomestones here? How quaint.]

... And I see you are quite eager to remember, for your part.

[lifehacker]

Dude, go away. Thread's over. I know you like the sound of your own voice, but fuck off.

[sassian]

[He shrugs, turn, and ambles away.]

Have it your way, then. Have fun wallowing in the aftermath.

[He gives his patented overhead wave as he goes.]