Soft Body - Tumblr Posts
You were scared and anxious. There was rough hands on your upper arms, cuffs on your wrists, and a canvas bag over your head. Your shoes dragged on the ground behind you, making the hands holding you up feel all the more powerful and bruising. Sweat coated your forehead, and your hyperventilating wasn't helping. Your blood pounded in your ears, drowning out any other noises. You didn't know where you were being taken too, but suddenly the two grunts holding you up stopped and let you drop to your knees.
You let out a whimpered yelp as you picked yourself up into a sitting position. The air in wherever you were was cold, making your body shudder and cuffed hands curl into tight fists. You felt a presences staring at you and it shook you to your core. The bag was ripped off your head, your eyes blinking to adjust to the dark room you were in. You breathed in and out quickly as your blurry eyes began to pick out strips of eerie and depressive red lights. The lights cast a violent glow along the floor that had your eyes gliding along the floor forwards to a large, raised chair. It wasn't so much a chair as it was a throne, strong armrests and a high back. But what was more concerning was the man perched on the throne.
You gulped as you looked over the large man sitting with his legs crossed at the knee, a cane rested in his hands, his fingers playing with the length. What made you cower was the way his eyes locked onto your smaller form. They were unmoving and looked like they were staring into your soul. Almost like a hawk. The man had an aura like that of an animal. He was dangerous. And some how you were stuck in this situation with him.
The man arched an eyebrow before glancing to the two grunts behind him. He flicked his hand and they instantly nodded and turned to leave the room. You bit your lower lip and ducked down as the man slowly uncrossed his legs, spreading them.and planting his boots. He stood up with a soft grunt, the coat that rested on his shoulders fluttered with the movement.
He said nothing as he sauntered towards you. You glanced away from his body and stared at the floor your hands fidgeting behind your back. You listened to the man approach, footstep by footstep, before they stopped. You slowly looked at the shiny boots outlined in a red glow from the lights. You swallowed hard and followed the boots up his pants, but quickly lost courage and dropped your gaze back to the floor.
The cane the man cared came into view and you only got to observe the eagle carved handle for a moment before the beak hooked under your jaw. You whimpered as the sharp hook dug into the soft skin under your jaw dragging your head up so your eyes locked with the large man's once more.
"You seem to have gotten yourself into quite a bit of trouble, haven't you sweetheart?" He rumbled out in a voice laced with an animalistic growl. Your eyes widened as you stared into his unforgiving eyes.
"Such a shame, really, you have a cute face." He added cocking his head not unlike a bird would. You were frozen, speechless, your lips trembling. The man stared a moment longer before a wicked smirk split his face, revealing several sharp teeth. "But maybe you could be used for another purpose, eh? I do enjoy your quivering lips and trembling body... Yes, I think I like that idea more."
hello i am new here-
is it okay if i ask for a soft body deathsaurus?
Welcome to the unit! Stay as long as you like and don’t be afraid to ask me for stuff ^^
Kind of explicit?
Optimus reclined in his chair, one of his ankles perched atop his knee. His blue eyes had a calculating, but slightly dangerous and unknown glint to them. It made Smokescreen squirm where he was clad in nothing but a pair of white boxers and a blue and red colors buckled around his neck.
Smokescreen kew Optimus would never push him to do anything he didn't want, but it was always fun when Optimus had that mysterious face going on. The fear of not knowing what to come made Smokescreen's spine tingle and his toes curls.
Optimus arched an eyebrow and tilted his head. Smokescreen perked up and puffed his chest out his eyes wide and full with curiosity. Optimus' eyes flicked over the bite marks that marred the rookie's flesh, over the glistening piercing of his belly button, and over the collar that bore his name. A smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, making Smokescreen grab at the edge of his boxers in anticipation. A soft glowing blush covered his face as Optimus uncrossed his legs and sat with his thighs spread, his cargo pants not hiding his erection at all.
Smokescreen felt his mouth water as his eyes were instantly drew to the bulge. It never ceased to impress him with its length and girth. Optimus chuckled in a husky tone before snapping his fingers.
"My eyes are up here boy."
Smokescreen's eyes darted back to look Optimus in the face. He opened his mouth and out stumbled an apology and a piss poor explanation. Optimus let him stumble his way into an awkward silence, his face turned away and bowed, cheeks glowing a bright red.
"Well since you've already seen it, get on your knees, boy." Optimus rumbled his hands coming to rest on his own thighs and Smokescreen jumped to kneel between his legs, the dogtag on his collar jingling softly. He lifted his hands to place them on Optimus' knees, but Optimus cleared his throat making him pause.
"No hands Smokescreen," He ordered while looking down at the boy's flustered looking face.
"But sir how will I get your belt and pants off," Smokescreen said in a tone like a puppy who had just gotten kicked.
Optimus hummed and leaned forward to grasp Smokescreen's chin drawing him forwards so their lips were mere centimeters apart. Smokescreen's lip trembled as Optimus caressed his cheek with his thumb.
"You're an inventive boy, aren't you? I'm sure you'll figure it out." Optimus whispered, but Smokescreen's heart thudded with excitement at his words.
Smokescreen let out a raspy, "Yes sir" and went to pull away but Optimus latched his teeth around his lower lip and tugged. Smokescreen moaned and stared right into Optimus' eyes. Optimus let go of his lip before patting his cheek.
"Good boy, now get to work. I know.you can do it."
Hello my fine friend, I really do admire your artwork of them beautiful bois and if you could possibly maybe draw a big and buff smokescreen (TFP) please it would make my day, even though all your work does ok I’ll stop smiping I hope you have a wonderful day
Heuj kornuit :) enjoy yer boyo. And please, never stop simping
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