𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐋

ㅤ “Watch it burn, 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆.′” ㅤ

slowly nodding, fighting the tears forming in his eyes so they wouldn't roll down his cheeks. “ y-yeah— okay. . ! i-i'll do it. . ! ”

“ N-Nine. . ? fuck, brah. . t-that's pretty big, haha. . ” his tone got quieter, obviously a little scared of the sudden proximity. “ Unhg— ?! s-shit, brah. . ! calm d-down, yeah. . ? yeah. . . ? ” suddenly shaking like a lost puppy, feelin' the cold, hard metal under his chin

Hear me out: knots.

you and your gun ain't shit. . 😂

try begging. . 😇

Despite the cage, Logan could feel the tiniest amount of skin to tongue contact and he twitched. ". . .ngh. . .'least, it'd. . .shut you up!" He was struggling to maintain composure as he pushed against his metal prison.

"I-?! Hgrh, you're insufferable!" Somehow, someway the squeezing of his balls and being irritating had beckoned some pre to leak from the small hole in the cage.

⎯ he unloads every last shot. Making sure Wade gets a front row seat as his tight hole spasms and contracts with each thrust: cum dripping down his oversized cum-tanks.

❛ I've got a better idea . ❜ With another strike , he shoved the barrel where he assumed the merc's mouth would be , prying it open as much as he could . ❛ You have three seconds . ❜

Pistol whipping the reader , an act of love . 🥰

You remind me of a friend I have, Sylvain. He too is quite brazen and proud of his body. Tell me, what is your name ?