Older 2022 kinktober drawings. Really need to redraw these two, they are my faves
#oc #kinktober #agegap #spanking #nsfwart
Older 2022 kinktober drawings. Really need to redraw these two, they are my faves
#oc #kinktober #agegap #spanking #nsfwart
Perspective? I don't know her🙈
#art #gale #bg3 #bg3nsfw #galemancer #nsfwart
Perspective? I don't know her🙈
#art #gale #bg3 #bg3nsfw #galemancer #nsfwart
Awww, does it hurt, pup? Guess I gotta hit harder then. Count for me, pup. Put that mouth to use before I shove my dirty fucking jock in it.
Awww, does it hurt, pup? Guess I gotta hit harder then. Count for me, pup. Put that mouth to use before I shove my dirty fucking jock in it.
archiveofourown.org/works/61062418
archiveofourown.org/works/61062418
archiveofourown.org/works/61062418
#firestorm #kinktober #cliverosfield #cidtelamon #ff16 #nsfw
#firestorm #kinktober #cliverosfield #cidtelamon #ff16 #nsfw
archiveofourown.org/works/408744...
archiveofourown.org/works/408744...
“Do you know, I think it’s been nearly a whole tenday since our young rapscallion earned himself a trip across a knee?”
“Is that so? Well congratulations, cub.”
“Must be a record. Good job!”
(Naturally the young hero’s response sets the clock back to zero.)
“Do you know, I think it’s been nearly a whole tenday since our young rapscallion earned himself a trip across a knee?”
“Is that so? Well congratulations, cub.”
“Must be a record. Good job!”
(Naturally the young hero’s response sets the clock back to zero.)
Brimstone-hot lashes stripe Tav hip to knee. A whimper slips past his bitten lips but he refuses to cry. Not in front of all these devils and dead-eyed damned.
“Squeak away, little mouse. Tis music to my ears.”
The rescue team will be here soon. He hopes.
Brimstone-hot lashes stripe Tav hip to knee. A whimper slips past his bitten lips but he refuses to cry. Not in front of all these devils and dead-eyed damned.
“Squeak away, little mouse. Tis music to my ears.”
The rescue team will be here soon. He hopes.
Minthara pins Tav over the war table’s edge.
“True Soul you may be, but I shall tolerate no disrespect from a bratling child.”
She rips away his britches and lays a volley of harsh slaps against his exposed backside.
“This shall be your only warning, cur. Heed it well.”
Minthara pins Tav over the war table’s edge.
“True Soul you may be, but I shall tolerate no disrespect from a bratling child.”
She rips away his britches and lays a volley of harsh slaps against his exposed backside.
“This shall be your only warning, cur. Heed it well.”
“You two are in a great deal of trouble.”
Mol ignores Tav’s frantic signalling to play nice.
“Aw stuff it, grandpa, it’s just a hunk of stupid rock!”
Halsin sighs.
“I think it’s time I acquaint you with another of our artefacts… Children, this is the ROD of Silvanus.”
“You two are in a great deal of trouble.”
Mol ignores Tav’s frantic signalling to play nice.
“Aw stuff it, grandpa, it’s just a hunk of stupid rock!”
Halsin sighs.
“I think it’s time I acquaint you with another of our artefacts… Children, this is the ROD of Silvanus.”
“Can we PLEASE cut the cake now?”
“Not until we’re done.”
“But Hal’s like, a MILLION years old. You’ve already had to swap out twice.”
“If you don’t stop grousing we’ll celebrate YOUR birthday early next.”
“Hah! At least HIS arse won’t break the paddle.”
“Can we PLEASE cut the cake now?”
“Not until we’re done.”
“But Hal’s like, a MILLION years old. You’ve already had to swap out twice.”
“If you don’t stop grousing we’ll celebrate YOUR birthday early next.”
“Hah! At least HIS arse won’t break the paddle.”
“Nooo! Not here!”
“Come on, kid. You’ve been smacked in the middle of camp lots of times.”
“But—!” Tav shoots a look over to Dame Aylin and Isobel, who are watching the show with interest. His face flames crimson.
Soon his bottom will match the hue.
“Nooo! Not here!”
“Come on, kid. You’ve been smacked in the middle of camp lots of times.”
“But—!” Tav shoots a look over to Dame Aylin and Isobel, who are watching the show with interest. His face flames crimson.
Soon his bottom will match the hue.
Tav tugs down his tunic at the front, trying to keep his dignity. He sits, shivering when the cold ground meets his naked backside.
“Think how much worse it would be on a smacked bottom,” Gale chides. “Be grateful you got off with just a warning, my lad.”
Tav tugs down his tunic at the front, trying to keep his dignity. He sits, shivering when the cold ground meets his naked backside.
“Think how much worse it would be on a smacked bottom,” Gale chides. “Be grateful you got off with just a warning, my lad.”
“…Twenty six…”
The merchant methodically counts the coins back into his purse.
“…Thirty one…”
Tav shifts nervously.
“One swat per pilfered coin, remember,” Shadowheart says in his ear. “With the paddle this time.”
“…Forty three… Forty four…”
Tav whimpers.
“…Twenty six…”
The merchant methodically counts the coins back into his purse.
“…Thirty one…”
Tav shifts nervously.
“One swat per pilfered coin, remember,” Shadowheart says in his ear. “With the paddle this time.”
“…Forty three… Forty four…”
Tav whimpers.
"I told you I never took your damn locket!"
"Lying shite!” Barth sneers. “If smacking your face don't work how's about I try the other end?"
Tav screws his eyes shut, bracing himself.
“Hta’zharn is’tark!”
Barth screams. His grip on Tav falls away.
"I told you I never took your damn locket!"
"Lying shite!” Barth sneers. “If smacking your face don't work how's about I try the other end?"
Tav screws his eyes shut, bracing himself.
“Hta’zharn is’tark!”
Barth screams. His grip on Tav falls away.
“Let Minsc tell you, little boy, he is very disappointed in this thing you have done. Not only Minsc but worse: Boo. BOO is disappointed in you also! Is this not right, Boo?
Look at him. He is crying his little miniature space hamster heart out. Shame on you!”
“Let Minsc tell you, little boy, he is very disappointed in this thing you have done. Not only Minsc but worse: Boo. BOO is disappointed in you also! Is this not right, Boo?
Look at him. He is crying his little miniature space hamster heart out. Shame on you!”
Astarion leans over the sleeping boy, ready to take his first bite.
A whimper makes him freeze.
Tav’s tear-soaked lashes flutter open, freeing him from his nightmare.
“Shit.”
An instant later Astarion’s arms are full of weeping, trembling, snotty teen.
Eyurgh.
Astarion leans over the sleeping boy, ready to take his first bite.
A whimper makes him freeze.
Tav’s tear-soaked lashes flutter open, freeing him from his nightmare.
“Shit.”
An instant later Astarion’s arms are full of weeping, trembling, snotty teen.
Eyurgh.