Tag: Yes! Beautiful

ladykafterdark:

Drabble 1 – TwistedMoney

Having trouble with some of my longer fics and writing in general, so I’m gonna be trying little drabbles like this. Enjoy!

Pairing: TwistedMoney

Tags: sensitive bones, dirty talk, no genitals, kink negotiations, sacrum worship.

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Cash ran a thumb down the side of Twist’s coccyx, stimulating the delicate vertebrae. Twist squirmed a little, toes curling. Cash stopped, raising a brow before a smug smile crossed his features. “what’s this?” he asked teasingly.

Twist, currently face down on the mattress, looked back at him. “What’s what?” he asked, “The hell’re ya doin’ back there anyway? Thought we were fucking.”

“we are,” Cash said, now palming Twist’s coccyx to grind his metatarsals against his vertebrae. Twist’s features spasmed, and his whole body jumped. Letting up, Cash smirked again. “think i found a sensitive spot.”

Twist swallowed. “Ain’t that—“

He ground down once more and Twist moaned. The sound sent a pleasant shiver down Cash’s spine. “ain’t what, gutter-rat?”

Glaring, Twist said, “Fine. What the fuck’s yer point?”

Cash ran a soothing palm over the back of his ilium. “my point? you liked that.”

“Yeah. This we ‘stablished that, sweetheart.”

He toyed with his sacral foramina, and Twist jumped, cursing as he buried his face in the coverlet. “i think we can make a deal here, love,” he said, smirking as he managed to draw a whine from the other skeleton. “for our mutual…satisfaction.” He pumped his coccyx as he said ‘satisfaction’, drawing out a long moan from Twist.

“Y-yeah?” Twist tried to maintain a steady voice, but he was obviously affected. “‘M listenin’.”

Cash lifted his hips, before sucking Twist’s tailbone into his mouth. Magic slicked his pallet and tongue, popping against the sensitive cartilage between each vertebrae. Twist cut off a scream, biting the coverlet as his hips jerked. Pulling back, Cash blew air over his coccyx and pelvis teasingly, knowing it provided no satisfactory stimulation. “it’s very simple. i’ve got some pretty lace ribbons that i’ve been looking to experiment with. you’re going to be my guinea pig.”

Breathing hard, Twist asked, “Yeah? How d’you figure?”

“because—“ He toyed with Twist’s sacrum, his spine, and coccyx. “—they’d look absolutely lovely wound around these pretty bones. so? is it a deal?”

Lying flat against the bed, looking very nearly worn out, Twist nodded. “Yeah. Yesh, okay—no pictures, sn’ ya stop if I say ‘stop’. Deal?”

Cash smirked. “deal.”

itsladykit:

Edge/Pup – Atypical ‘verse

For @tealestmoon, who correctly guessed the symbolism present in “Lotus”.

Pure fluff. No warnings.

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Edge found him outside, working on the garden. For a moment, he paused, just watching Pup. Then he went back inside. When he re-emerged, he was carrying a pair of mugs. “Hot chocolate?” he offered.

Seeing him, Pup paused and smiled, dusting off his hands. He walked over and took the mug from Edge’s hands. Warmth blossomed in Edge’s soul when Pup offered him a soft smile in return. Red magic heated his cheekbones—which, what the fuck, they’d been sleeping together for months now, why was he getting flustered over a smile?—and Edge started fussing over Pup to cover up his reaction.

“Ugh, look at you—you’ve covered in dirt. Have you been out here all day?” He brushed dirt from Pup’s shoulders and his hoodie. “This needs to be washed,” he muttered, “And your hands are frozen! It is much too cold to be working out here—and you need a pair of work gloves if—“

Pup laughed and slung an arm over Edge’s shoulders, kissing his cheek. The light flush on Edge’s cheekbones flared brighter, and he cleared his throat. “And now we’re both dirty.”

Leaning into him, Pup cuddled close. “it’s almost done,” he said, and he pointed to what he’d been working on all day. Edge eyed the garden appreciatively. Three raised beds and a neatly cleared space set behind them. Ready to be planted come spring. “i want to put up a fence, keep the animals out of the vegetable garden. gotta find something the guardian won’t mind, though.”

He nodded. “The guardian can be very selective.”

For a moment, they remained quiet, but Pup was starting to squirm. “d…do you like it? it’s, um, it’s for your kitchen. herbs and-and vegetables—“

Edge swallowed and squeezed Pup close, kissing him gently and scratching his coronal suture. “I love it,” he said. The warmth in his soul spread outward. “I…” He cleared his throat, uneasy sharing his feelings. “I still can’t believe you did all this just for…for me.”

Pup turned to meet his gaze, cupping Edge’s face in one hand. “you do so much for all of us,” he said, dropping his gaze as he lost courage. “you deserve a lot more than just….”

Edge reached up, lacing their fingers together. “Thank you,” he said, “I couldn’t ask for better.” Violet magic flushed Pup’s cherkbones and they leaned into each other, cuddled close. “Now let’s get you inside—you’re covered in dirt and nearly frozen solid.”

“you gonna warm me up, precious?” Pup asked cheekily.

Edge chuckled and kissed him again. “I certainly intend to try.”