holy shit there is a name for it
Well damn. Explains a lot.
Suddenly I understand some of my fan base a LOT better. That is Awesome.
"holy shit there is a name for it" was my reaction before I even scrolled down to the comments.
I just need to keep reblogging this because I cannot even begin to tell you how profound a feeling of YES and THIS and THERE IS A WORD FOR ME OMG I get every time I see this, and I hope it helps others too.
seriously, anytime you see a post with a comment saying “theres a name for it?!” reblog that post because even if it doesnt apply to you any of your followers could be waiting for that revelation.
oh my god i was looking everywhere for this the other day and i couldn’t find it anywhere so glad it came back
The beautiful Disney Art of Rodel Gonzalez.
because Jim is so beautiful like that, kneeling in front of him and only him, for him and only him, watching his eyes get progressively more cloudy with lust as he fumbles to put Bones’ boots on him, because all he wants to do is touch them, kiss them, worship them but Bones’s orders were stern that he could only /put them on him/, but he was still /touching/ them and it was /torture/ because he had them /right there/ and he couldn’t do what he wanted until they were completely on and secured or else he wouldn’t get to touch them at /all/, but the leather was so tantalizing, in his grasp, /just there/ and he was acting more on autopilot than anything because he couldn’t manage anything more than that because he was /so hard/, most of the blood in his brain going straight to his cock and the smell was so heady to him, and his pupils were blown, his heartbeat was pounding, his tongue was slipping out to lick his too-dry lips every other second and he needed, he needed, he /needed/
it was exactly what Bones wanted and expected, and the minute the boots were finally, blessedly on his feet he made sure Jim knew just how much he appreciated his “help”
and Jim just babbles and pleads “please please Bones I need it I want it I’m your slut I’m your slut” because the dirty talk gets him off like nothing else, the degrading treatment and humiliating words, how Bones is just so rough with him, leaves raw red scratches and dark bruises and bite marks that can’t be hidden by his clothes, that claim him as /Bones’/, the burn that comes with them when they rub against the fabric, the way it aches to swallow the next day and the way his voice is hoarse from how loudly he screams, how loudly he /can’t/ scream when Bones has his hand wrapped around his throat, and Jim loves it, /craves/ it, /thrives/ on it, on being used and taunted and fucked into like a toy, and he can’t even bring himself to scream when Bones wraps his hand around Jim’s aching cock, he just opens his mouth and lets his eyes roll back as he comes like a freight train into Bones’ hand and onto the sheets, hard enough to make his elbows buckle and black out
because Jim /is/, he’s so desperate, so needy, to touch, to nuzzle, to kiss at the dark leather, to have Bones humiliate him, use him, to place him under his boot and make him writhe, to trap his cock under the sole and make him hump into it, to push his head into the floor and make him whine, and Bones always, /always/ makes him beg, always makes him babble wildly and makes him try to clutch at the floor and makes his thighs tremble and his toes curl and he drools and cries from over-sensitivity and desperation
Bones loves when he’s like that
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I actually have so many kinks and this is one of them and none of you are surprised
kneeling before him, humiliated, and flushed pink is just how Bones likes his captain, because Jim is just so /wanton/, so needy, begging and babbling to come please /please Bones/ but Bones just keeps him under his boot where Jim belongs because Jim is worth /nothing/ and means /everything/
sometimes he lets Jim touch the boots, or kiss them, or lick them, or undo them with his teeth, because it always makes Jim hotter than Georgia in August, panting and trembling and writhing from where he kneels, and he is just so beautiful
because Bones is an absolute romantic, but a hideously sadistic romantic, and he’ll only get the best for his Jim, because Jim is just as hideously sadistic. its great, because neither of them have any boundaries about what’s “too far” because they’ve done it all, so blood-painted roses and real hearts, alien or otherwise, are a normal part of their occasional wooing of each other
the rest of the crew is used to it and live on high alert so they won’t be the next casualty in the deadly senior duo’s affectionate killing spree
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Pale Blue Dot. 100x50cm Acrylic on Canvas. Hand Made Wooden Frame.
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you don’t know true fear until you’re trying to draw kinky shit with your parents a room away