stede's pussy

something something tdick something something

R Darby in X-Files, sat on a bed in his pants

Same character, now leaning over to make some coffee, still on his pants, his tummy looking delectably soft

the ideal male body

An illustration of Ed and Stede lounging on a blanket on a beach, gazing lovingly at each other. Ed is reclined against Stede's leg, in his lap, and is presenting Stede with a pink flower from a patch beside them. Both of them are very naked, full tattoos, freckles and flaccid dicks on display. You're welcome.

Aaand because I enjoy a little naked, non-sexual intimacy, here's a NSFW version of pic2. As a treat. 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

#ofmdReverseBang #ofmdrbb #ofmdArt #gentlebeard

archiveofourown.org/works/678710...
(Story by @sonotthekraken.bsky.social here!! Go read!!)

FACT:

stede is a shower, ed is a grower. it's God's honest truth 🙂‍↕️

contrary to my username being stede's pussy,

let me talk about dicks for a moment

stede always being self-conscious of his tits but as soon as ed nuzzles into them, kisses them, bites them,,,, suddenly stede has a newfound love for his body.

coincidentally, more & more buttons are getting left undone on his shirt — especially on warmer days — giving ed fleeting glimpses of nip

smh some of you are too cowardly to support my nastiness, i see, i see

stede with his gay little parasol

stede 'ball-sucker' bonnet

i love freaky old men

mini bsky fic of homoerotic marmalade eating devolving into old man yaoi

mini bsky fic of homoerotic marmalade eating devolving into old man yaoi

(Aaaaand I'm tired and off to bed. but yada yada, they do some food porn frottage and come and moan like middle-aged horny teenagers. the end, good night xoxo)

against Ed's marmalade-glazed stomach while Ed's own cock twitched, untouched, yearning for release. If only Stede would reach behind instead of grabbing at his waist or perhaps inch his own body backwards just enough for some friction between the curve of his ass and his cock.

Ed's fingers into the pot of marmalade this time, instructing him to then slip his fingers between Stede's awaiting lips and fuck, did he let out a delectable moan as he took his fingers knuckle deep into his panting mouth.

Bucking his hips forward, Stede's cock glided (somewhat stickily) +

"Just sayin' coz- Fuck. I'm gonna fucking come if you keep doing this."

"Oh." Finally, a grin. "In that case, perhaps I'll up my game." Stede lapped at Ed's hip, just at the tantalising junction of his thigh before pulling back to rearrange.

"Here." Straddled across his belly now, Stede guided +

swirls and every now and then, Stede's teeth would graze and gently sink into the warmth of Ed's skin.

"Fuck me, mate..." Propping himself up onto his elbows, Ed met Stede's burning, almost animalistic gaze. "You're really getting off to all this, huh?"

Stede faltered. +

He started off slow: long, languid licks across the soft pudge of Ed's stomach — their midnight feasts of sweet-toothed delights had softened him around the edges recently and Stede couldn't get enough of it. More marmalade got draped across him in enticing+

"Mind if I..." He pulled back to fetch the still-open jar of marmalade and dipped two fingers down into thick, citrusy preserve before letting it drip down onto the canvas of Ed's bare tummy.

A shiver shot up Ed's spine and with a hitched breath he nodded. "Be my fucking guest, baby." +

eager to hear whatever devilish scheme Stede had cooked up.

"Lie down for me, babe." He pushed Ed back with a light palm to his shoulder. "That's it..." He guided Ed to tuck his hands behind his head, sparing a moment to kiss up the underside of his arm. "I still feel a bit peckish," he told Ed. +

to be as close as humanly possible not daring to miss a single heartbeat. As clothes were shed and their bread was merely crumbs, an idea struck Stede. With the unmistakable hungry glint of lust in his eyes, he breathed out. "I want to try something."

"Oh yeah?" Ed sat up a little straighter +

his boyfriend.

Ed's tongue rolled out and he took the morsel of food gladly, a soft groan reverberating through his body as he chewed the soft bread. "That's some damn good marmalade."

From there they tumbled into kisses between bites; Stede shifting to straddle Ed's lap, needing +

"I want to try something."

🍊🍯

How they had grown so heated while sharing some fresh bread and marmalade, no one knew, but equally so, no one would be surprised either.

"Ooh here. Try this bit." Is how it had started — Stede ripping a portion of his sweet, sticky roll and holding it out towards +

ed continues to gently graze his fingers up and down stede's bare side. it tickles a little, sure, but it's soothing. he's home.

ed, tucking stede's damp hair away from his face. "did you like that, babe? you took it so well..." he feeds stede a few grapes and wraps and arm around him. "all mine now though, right?" and stede just lets out a soft hum, nods and then cuddles into ed's chest while +

stede bonnet deserves a little pirate gangbang followed by aftercare and smooches from his doting boyfriend

there's something about stede becoming an unapologetic gay man that just HITS. like,,, he's like a rabid dog when ed takes his shirt off after a hot day in the sun. he sees the sweat, the damp body hair and bead of sweat trickling down his stomach to his waistband and god, stede POUNCES

me: they're fucking in some grimy public bathroom (but you know, sweetly)

readers: awww, they're so sweet and wholesome

i'm sorry 😭😭 it's just so hard to write gentlebeard smut that doesn't end with them just being pathetically in love.
it's rimming one second - tracing tattoos with soft kisses the next! with these two

one day... one day i'll manage to write some smut that people won't just label as "wholesome"

stede very bravely asks ed if he's ever going to grow out his beard again

after some pushing, ed finds out it's only because stede wants to get beard burn while ed is eating him out