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Kinktober Day 1: Deep-throating, (Cum) Inflation

Rhys always wanted to please his boyfriend, even with his anatomy so irrevocably changed. Which, you know—Rhys would’ve liked it if Jack had told him he was sick of his old dick and looking for a new model courtesy of R&D, but unfortunately all the money and powerful Jack possessed had rendered him more than a little impulsive.

So he was lucky that Rhys was enamored with this newest model. Not that he hated Jack’s old cock—he’d spent years getting properly acquainted with it—but the thickness and shape far outclassed the other. And the odd shade of purple that clustered around the head, balls, and the little ridges and bumps along the shaft were charming and oddly attractive for something so flagrantly alien.

Both of them had been incredibly eager to try it out once Jack had revealed it, getting right down to business as soon as they got to their bedroom.

Rhys sank to his knees as Jack sat on the edge of the bed, already stroking the base of his impressive cock and making Rhys’ mouth water. He immediately placed his hands on Jack’s hips, leaning in between his legs as Rhys began to mouth the ribbed shaft, pressing his tongue against the warm flesh. It still tasted like Jack, but the texture against his tongue was far different, sending tingling down into Rhys’ belly as he licked a stripe up the full length of Jack’s cock, managing to get the head into his mouth with help from his boyfriend’s hand.

Rhys’ sucked and licked the tip of Jack’s cock before pushing more inside of him, his tongue and cheeks wrapped tight around the considerable girth. Rhys whined, causing Jack to shudder as the noise vibrated into his shaft.

With most of Jack’s cock in his mouth Rhys started to bop his head, properly blowing his boyfriend but even that wasn’t enough to satisfied Jack’s newly monstrous lust. His hips started to move more, burying even more of his cock further and further into Rhys’ mouth, until it finally started to push towards the back of Rhys’ throat.

Amazingly Rhys could actually handle the head of Jack’s cock jamming all the way back there. He relaxed, choking only a little bit as his throat spasmed around the thick length fucking rather ruthlessly into it. Rhys didn’t care even as the bumps and ridges chafed agains the delicate flesh, his own cock hard in his pants just thanks to the pressure and warmth of Jack’s new cock in his mouth. It flexed and pulsed as Jack’s fingers suddenly gripped into his hair, holding Rhys on his cock as he came.

It was a lot. Rhys was almost worried he wouldn’t be able to take it, that he really would choke this time as hot cum flooded his throat and down into his stomach. He moaned, grabbing Jack’s hips harder and trying to hang on as more and more of Jack’s release poured into his body. He shut his eyes tight, moaning loud as he sucked Jack’s girth as it spent itself.

When Jack’s cock finally stopped pumping cum into him Rhys finally pulled back, gasping for breath as purplish cum leaked over his lips and dripped down against his collar. He looked down, moaning in surprise when he noted the bloated curve of his belly pushing out against the buttons of his shirt, clear evidence of just how much Jack had come inside him. He lowered one hand from Jack’s hip to press against his middle, feeling how full his boyfriend’s alien cock had rendered him. Below the curve of his belly, he could see a wet spot in the crotch of his slacks, his own orgasm slowly winding down through him.

“Holy crap,” Jack spoke up, vocalizing Rhys’ feelings. Fingers detangled from his hair, slipping to Rhys’ chin to tip him up. Their eyes met, the satisfaction in Jack’s indolently evident.

“You really took it all, didn’t you? Good boy,” Jack purred as Rhys licked the remaining drops of cum from his lips. Even with the distention in his stomach—and maybe because of it, though Rhys would have to examine any awoken kinks later—Rhys felt pleased with himself. He leaned into the touch of Jack’s hand, smiling at his boyfriend’s approval.

He couldn’t wait to explore what more Jack’s cock could do.

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Finished this thing where Jack is super into Rhys wearing cute underwear :3c

Honestly, Jack had been waiting for an opportunity to jump his new PA. Rhys hadn’t coasted into this job on looks alone, but damn if he didn’t provide perfect eye candy whenever Jack got bored with desk work.

So when he noticed Rhys had accidentally tucked the back of his shirt into a very cute looking pair of blue and yellow undies, he found he couldn’t resist reaching out and snapping his waistband.

Rhys’ reaction was instantaneous and adorable.

He jolted with a shriek, heels clumsily clattering against the floor as he nearly lost his balance. His hands clapped to his rear as he jerked his head over his shoulder, eyes wide and cheeks pink as he back at Jack. He only laughed, tickled by his PA’s sudden reaction.

“Oh my god, that was frikkin’ hilarious,” Jack snickered, fingers still snagged in Rhys’ waistband, not wanting to let go. “You didn’t even notice you’d tucked your shirt into your undies, pumpkin.”

“I—I—how was I supposed to know?” Rhys’ voice strained with humiliation as his hands scrabbled behind his back, trying to dislodge Jack’s hold on his underwear. “It’s not like I did it on purpose!”

“Uh-huh, bet you picked out this cute little number on purpose though. Look at them,” Jack pulled the waistband up a little higher, peering at the pattern of blue and yellow. He could make out designs of stars, comets, and little planets, as well as what he assumed was a stylized version of Helios.

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nesting (with pictures)

abosports:

golden-abo:

I found some nice nesting stuff recently and decided to collect them from different blogs and put them all together, so here we are!

These all look like some comfortable places omegas and other dynamics would nest in! I’ll update this occasionally with new additions! Feel free to add your own too!

My personal favorite:

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I cannot help but think, as soon I saw each of those images, “rich omega”, “rich omega”, “rich omega”

s-p-arky:

Okay, so, as the title states I am in the market to get a new car so that when I am not in school I can still drive and get to work. I have been recently informed that the car I’ve been driving is basically shot. I knew it was coming but there wasn’t much I can do about it and despite my dad being a mechanic he can’t fix it. This is the second car I’ve had second hand and I need a new car. Not necessarily brand new off the lot but brand new in that it’s a new model closer towards this most recent year instead of something from, oh, 2001 or give a few years. The first car died because of heating/cooling issues with coolant flooding the engine and this other car just had all sorts of fits and things wrong. Most recently it couldn’t shift gear in order to speed up past about 30-35 mph.

Basically, I just need a newer model of something that will get me where I need to go and won’t cause everyone a headache and I don’t need to keep calling up my dad to help me fix it. Any amount I can get is going to help me save up for it. I just need something so I’m also not always asking for a ride to work when that time comes.

So, indefinitely, I have commissions open. And to not clog your dashes too much there is more information below.

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Finished this thing where Jack is super into Rhys wearing cute underwear :3c

Honestly, Jack had been waiting for an opportunity to jump his new PA. Rhys hadn’t coasted into this job on looks alone, but damn if he didn’t provide perfect eye candy whenever Jack got bored with desk work.

So when he noticed Rhys had accidentally tucked the back of his shirt into a very cute looking pair of blue and yellow undies, he found he couldn’t resist reaching out and snapping his waistband.

Rhys’ reaction was instantaneous and adorable.

He jolted with a shriek, heels clumsily clattering against the floor as he nearly lost his balance. His hands clapped to his rear as he jerked his head over his shoulder, eyes wide and cheeks pink as he back at Jack. He only laughed, tickled by his PA’s sudden reaction.

“Oh my god, that was frikkin’ hilarious,” Jack snickered, fingers still snagged in Rhys’ waistband, not wanting to let go. “You didn’t even notice you’d tucked your shirt into your undies, pumpkin.”

“I—I—how was I supposed to know?” Rhys’ voice strained with humiliation as his hands scrabbled behind his back, trying to dislodge Jack’s hold on his underwear. “It’s not like I did it on purpose!”

“Uh-huh, bet you picked out this cute little number on purpose though. Look at them,” Jack pulled the waistband up a little higher, peering at the pattern of blue and yellow. He could make out designs of stars, comets, and little planets, as well as what he assumed was a stylized version of Helios.

“These Hyperion-made, or did you order them custom? They’re frikkin’ cute,” Jack batted away Rhys’ attempts to dislodge him with his other hand before grabbing onto his PA’s hip and tugging him even closer. Jack could hear Rhys sigh as he gave up escaping, though the way his cheeks pinked as he bit his lip told Jack his PA wasn’t all that opposed to the handling.

“They’re really cute on you, sugar,” Jack mumbled, the hand on Rhys’ hip circling around to his front. He easily undid Rhys’ belt buckled before he cupped his palm over his crotch, fiddling idly with the zipper as he watched Rhys’ reaction. Jack could see his cybernetic fist clench just as something twitched beneath Rhys’ fly.

“Looks like you wont mind if I take a closer peek,” Jack said, already pulling down Rhys’ zipper and slipping his pants down off his hips.

The underwear looked just as cute as Jack guessed it might, especially when the fabric lay stretched and molded around Rhys’ pretty ass. The waistband dug a little bit into his hips, showing off cute little love handles that Jack just wanted to pinch, but he settled for groping those two perfect cheeks instead.

“Jack…” Rhys squeaked as Jack pressed one thumb right where the underwear lay over the cleft of his ass. He pushed in, testing the stretch of the fabric with a smirk.

“Hey…c’mon,” Rhys tried when Jack didn’t stop, “I gotta go back to work, this isn’t—woah!”

He cried out as Jack suddenly pulled him backwards, letting Rhys land in his lap with a thump. Jack gripped him tight, holding him in place as Rhys squirmed and let out little, put-out noises. His struggling only helped Jack’s arousal, especially now that Rhys’ underwear-clad bottom sat right atop his crotch.

“Making me happy is your job, kiddo,” Jack murmured as he started to undo his pants, his other hand stroking his PA’s bare upper thigh as he freed his own cock. He could feel Rhys’ shiver, and a quick pass over the kid’s crotch found him hard and twitching as well. Already he could feel a damp little spot forming in the soft fabric of his underwear.

“I don’t…you didn’t mention this in the interview…” Rhys panted as Jack ran fingers over his cock. “Do you do this with all your PAs?”

“Eh. Only the really cute ones.” Jack nosed against the back of Rhys’ neck, inhaling his pretty cologne. “And you’re the cutest I’ve had by far.”

God he really was. Pants around his knees, cock hard in his pretty pair of underwear, squirming in Jack’s lap. And Rhys was starting to make some pretty lovely noises too, especially once Jack decided to press the head of his dick against the smooth fabric of Rhys’ underwear.

The smear his pre-cum left there looked beyond enticing, and Rhys’ reaction was instant as he moaned and arched his spine. Jack hissed with pleasure as he shifted his cock to sandwich properly into the clef of Rhys’ ass, stretching the cloth out as he started to rut against it.

Rhys clung to Jack’s legs, his fingers digging into the fabric of his pants as he ground his ass back against Jack’s cock. He kept a firm grip on his PA’s ass, pressing his plump cheeks together as he thrusted his shaft between. The fabric of Rhys’ underwear delicately cradled Jack’s cock, feeling just as soft on his sensitive flesh as it did beneath his hands.

“Jack—“ Rhys’ voice broke on the moan as his cock jerked, orgasm wetting the fabric of his briefs as his cheeks clenched tight around the CEO’s thrusts. Jack rutted his hips, feeling his own arousal reach its peak moments before his dick splashed onto Rhys’ ass, streaking the pattern of his underwear with cum.

Jack rested his chin against Rhys’ shoulder as he caught his breath, hands releasing their vise-grip on his asscheeks as he embraced him around the waist and let Rhys lean back against him. He could feel his PA panting, flushed from his orgasm. Jack turned his head to leave a quick peck under Rhys’ ear.

“That was great, Rhysie. Been waiting for something like this.” Jack rested his palms on Rhys’ crotch, loving the warm cling of his briefs against his spent cock. “Think you should wear cute undies like this more often.”

Rhys let out a breathy laugh, turning his head to steal a kiss of his own from Jack’s lips.

“Yeah? You gonna buy me some, handsome?”

Jack snickered at Rhys’ nerve, already considering browsing the ECHOnet for all kinds of colors and styles of underwear he could put his cute little PA into.

“Maybe for your next bonus, kitten.”

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Fall Omega Headcanons

Fall season is coming quick, summer is nearly over and school is starting back. And some obvious changes in nature are there to back me up! Here’s just a few of my ideas about omegas during this awesome season.

  • Omega all have different tastes in fashion but I think that something most can agree on are large sweaters during this cooler months. They love them! Whether it be one of their own adorably patterned ones,

Or their Mate’s larger ones that always smell like heaven!

  • I’d imagine that fall is one of an omega’s favorite season! But along with the pretty new colors outside and comfy clothes they know it’s about to get cold in the upcoming months. The house is now always warm with the soft undertone of the omegas sweet scent all over everything. A candle is always burning somewhere with a seasonal scent, the living room is decked out in all kinds of comfy throw pillows and neatly folded blankets to curl up with.
  • Speaking of the house and home, always expect an omega’s to have something warm to drink on hand, 24/7. Tons of things from coffee, apple cider, tea, etc! And let’s not forget all the snacks at the ready. So many yummy pastries always fresh and on the counter. Consider it a form of seasonal nesting.
  • This might be an omega’s favorite time to be outside! It’s not too cold yet and it’s not unbearably warm like summer. Lots of long walks with the dog or down the street, hand in hand with their mate to a favorite little cafe to get a warm treat.
  • If an omega and their mate have children, the partner can expect arts and crafts galore covering every inch of he house and put up on the fridge so thick you can hardly tell where the handle is. Cute things ranging from hand turkeys, to leaf stenciling!
  • And if we’re in the topic of kids, an omega will bundle their babies up very well before going out anywhere. Most go by the rule of, ‘it’s easier to take things off than to be somewhere without said articles of clothing.’ And they’re outside playing a lot! An older sibling or their mother will rake up a big pile of leaves that will entertain pups for hours on end!

Well this is all I have on the topic for now! Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed!!!!

this is a call out of me and my fall/winter outfits 😂

Rhys took a nap almost immediately when he got there, exhausted from the transport. The entire cabin smelled lovely and relaxing, of pine and cinnamon spice. Despite the chill of the forest outside the interior radiated warmth, and the moment Rhys saw the comfortable couch covered in blankets he flopped down onto the cushions and knocked out.

When he finally woke up he felt fuzzy but relaxed. He yawned, stretching his arms out over his head and flexing his toes in his boots. He hadn’t even bothered to take them off before he fell asleep, he realized with an inward chuckle.

After a moment’s spent enjoying the softness of the couch and the comforting smells around him Rhys finally wobbled upright, placing his feet on the floor as he looked around, half expecting to find Jack similar conked out in the armchair, but his alpha was nowhere to be found. Rhys turned around to glance over the back of the couch to the little window that looked into the kitchen, but nope. Nothing.

Rhys stood, legs still a little wobbly from sleep, before starting to explore the rest of the cabin. It was small, about half the size of Jack’s penthouse, but not cramped or uncomfortable. Words like quaint and cozy meandered around in his head—both things he’d never figured Jack would be into, and yet it’d been Jack’s idea to build this place. There were touches of luxury here and there—the coffee table had been carved from from beautifully marbled wood, and a fancy television sat mounted above the empty fireplace—but otherwise it looked fairly rustic.

A quick peek into the kitchen confirmed Jack wasn’t there, so Rhys started to check the bathrooms and the bedrooms, eventually ending up near the back end of the house when he couldn’t find hide nor hair of his alpha. There, as Rhys ducked his head into the tiny laundry room, he finally heard a muffled thunk from outside, followed by a distinctly human grunt.

Rhys pushed open the unlocked back door onto a small little porch populated by a couple of carved chairs, tucked under a little awning. A few little lanterns glowed from the roof’s edge, providing little needed light in the late afternoon but adding to the overall ambience nonetheless.

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