Pathologic Kink Meme!

[maximumhusky]

Hello, welcome to the Pathologic Kink Meme! WARNING: This one is NSFW!

Please make anonymous prompts for things you would like to see, or anonymously fulfill prompts by creating stories, poetry, drawn art, music, or anything! I just want to say that this prompt meme is open to people of all skill levels, so have fun!

Some basic rules that were recommended to help out before we get started:

- This is the Pathologic Kink Meme, and it's NSFW! Please post any NSFW prompts or fills here. A good rule of thumb is whether or not you'd be comfortable with your boss at work looking over your shoulder and reading what you have on screen.

- If anything is a little too explicit in detail (e.g. in terms of medical procedures or gore), it probably needs to be here as well. Basic mentioning of medical procedures is allowed, but this is just in case for folks who have limits in regard to certain explicit things. Speaking of explicit things...

- Please use tags and content warnings, especially for things that people might be triggered over. For prompt fillers, please put those tags in the beginning of the post so that way people can skip over them if need be. Tags can also attract people to your art if it has content that they're interested in, so it can be a helpful tool for content creators as well.

- No writers of incest (kains which does include aglaya and her relatives, stamatins, olgimskys, etc), underage/adult ships (which DOES include Clara,) or rape. Please don't make anything gross happen to underage characters!

- Multiple fills to a single prompt is not only accepted, but wonderful! It's a win-win for everybody!

- In the case of a filler of a prompt going inactive for a long time in the middle of a story, it's okay for a different person to continue where they left off. Please make it obvious that you're not the original author, and then feel free to write.

And that's as much as I have in regards to rules! Hopefully these answered answer any questions you might have! Feel free to recommend any rules of your own, or ask me for clarification on the current ones.

AND THAT'S IT! Have fun! :D

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andrey fucks a butcher

[(Anonymous)]

I don’t know why I want this.

Re: andrey fucks a butcher

[(Anonymous)]

Intriguing prompt, OP. When you say butcher, are you thinking more Path 1 or Path 2 aesthetic?

Artemy sandwich!

[(Anonymous)]

Specifically a Stakh/Artemy/Daniil sandwich, bc i have an insatiable desire for bottom Artemy. Bonus points for trans
Artemy and a sort of sexual Rivally goin on between Daniil n Rubin (especially if they start fighting just a lil bit 👀)

Re: Artemy sandwich!

[(Anonymous)]

I second the hell out of this, OP.

Bad Grief/Artemy, domestic bliss

[(Anonymous)]

bonus points if grief gets filled with kittens. this is self-explanatory????

Re: Bad Grief/Artemy, domestic bliss

[(Anonymous)]

:pleading_face: PLEASE I NEED THIS

Artemy/Grief/Stakh/Lara

[(Anonymous)]

OT4 lovin pls.... bonus if they all like take turns w Artemy, encouraging each other to make him come again & again... nd then they all snuggle up together :)))
BONUS BONUS for trans characters :)

Re: Artemy/Grief/Stakh/Lara

[(Anonymous)]

i absolutely second this op you are a genius

Daniil/anyone OR Artemy/anyone - other party attracted to breathless healer

[(Anonymous)]

So, playing Patho means a lot of sprinting until you’re out of stamina, letting it build up again, then going right back into a dead run...

Daniil or Artemy gets where he was going and throws the door open. He’s red-faced, out of breath, and needs a minute to get his bearings.

Whoever he came to talk to finds themselves SURPRISINGLY into it.

[(Anonymous)]

Artemy / Daniil, vivisection

Let Artemy use his surgical knowledge a bit, hey ~
(consensual, but doesn't have to be sexual)

[(Anonymous)]

Damn, hardcore prompt. I second this one about a million percent.

Daniil/Artemy - Daniil rides him like a bull

[(Anonymous)]

I have very simple needs: I want Daniil's twink ass riding Artemy's dick - hard. Bonus points if Daniil is the bossiest bottom in the world throughout the whole thing.

artemy/daniil, choking

[(Anonymous)]

the subject line really says it all i think.

absolutely not mandatory but if you have daniil on the receiving end, bonus points if you can have him get tugged around a bit. like by his fancy neck tie or a leash or something.

Maria/Daniil, Rising Dark Mistress

[(Anonymous)]

So Pathologic 1 Maria definitely has a thing for Daniil, as so many of the Utopians seem to, and Pathologic 2 Maria is... terrifying. How would Maria/Daniil play out with Pathologic 2 characterisation? It probably isn't easy saying no to Wild Nina's heir.

+Bonus if Daniil is trans!

Re: Maria/Daniil, Rising Dark Mistress

[(Anonymous)]

OP.... i can't stop thinking about this. delicious. seconded.

Daniil/Anyone, gags

[(Anonymous)]

I think it would be good if someone gagged Daniil and then had sex with him when he can't talk back or bite. Please.

[FILL] Daniil/Andrey, gags (1/2)

[(Anonymous)]

It starts off because Andrey says, “You’d be cuter if you shut your mouth.” They’re about three drinks into the night, and Andrey’s found out Daniil is chatty when he drinks. Very, very chatty. “You tell everyone what a thinker you are, but here you sit, running your mouth.”

Daniil takes offense to it, but he’s not about to give Andrey the satisfaction of proving him wrong. “If it’s my silence you want,” he hisses, “Earn it. If you want me to shut up so badly, make me.” He was used to people only getting so far with him, losing their temper, losing their cool before they got around to actually making him be quiet. And he’s used to the request, used to ignoring it.

He is not used to men coming up and sticking their fingers in his mouth, pads of their fingers rough against his tongue. “Don’t test me, Bachelor,” Andrey growls, “Or I will.” His fingers taste of salt and twyrine. He’s not much impressed by the show of bravado, but he won’t pretend not to be interested in the way those fingers fill his mouth. Andrey keeps a wary eye on Daniil, and Daniil deliberately curls his tongue around those fingers, teasing them. And just when Andrey’s relaxed them, about to call Daniil a good boy, he bites down. “Jesus, fuck.”

Andrey retaliates with those same saliva-coated fingers on his coat, jerking him up and off the bar stool. “Didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s rude to bite, Danko?”

“Humilitas occidit superbiam, Stamatin,” he smirks back. “Don’t play with your food.”

“Oh, I won’t be eating you,” he snipes, but he is dragging Daniil up the stairs. He’s far more coordinated than anyone with that much twyrine in their system ought to be. Daniil’s not far gone enough, either, not enough to excuse his actions under the guise of being a drunken moron. He doesn’t get plastered these days, only buzzed, and the chill of the night air is enough to knock some sense into him. What he does, he does only out of pleasure.

“Are you walking me home, Andrey?” he teases. “That’s so thoughtful of you. But I should point out, the Stillwater’s in the other direction.”

“Keep talking, old boy. You won’t be able to soon.” His grip on Daniil’s wrist is strong, but loose enough Daniil could easily break out if he wanted to. The offer’s there, in the way Andrey’s fingers twitch against his skin.

But Daniil’s only pretending to be pulled along for the show of it. He lets his muscles go lax against Andrey’s direction. “That’s awfully cocky talk. Are you sure you’ll be able to back it up with action?” He doesn’t quite trip over the uneven stones in the road, but he uses the forward momentum to lean up against Andrey’s ear. “You wouldn’t be the first to fail to live up to expectation. Still want to move on?” Andrey responds by twisting his arm around his back and shoving him up against the wall. They’re not far now from his apartment, and Andrey’s teeth sting against his neck.

His lips part in the pain, left hand pressed into Andrey’s chest. He has, at long last, gone quiet. “Now there’s a good boy,” Andrey mumbles, but his praises sound like sarcasm. “Keep your mouth shut until we get to my place, and then keep it shut some more.”

Andrey’s “place” is actually not much farther, near enough that the Broken heart can be viewed outside its farthest window. The walk has only seemed unbearable in the anticipation. Daniil’s never minded a partner getting a little rough with him. If anything, he’s come to look forward to it.

And here he is now, standing with his hands in his pockets, ignoring the way his cock stirs as Andrey fishes around for something. “You haven’t changed a bit since university, you know that? One would think you’d have grown up by now, but you’re still living in a shadow, still living in the dark. The only difference is how you’ve cut your hair. You’re sill the same man you’ve always been. I guess that should be comforting.”

“You’re still a dick,” Andrey retorts.

“How witty. Is that the best you can come up with?” Andrey turns, items in hand, expression turned into a glower. He advances on Daniil, and jerks him back by the collar of his coat. Daniil gets the message, dropping his coat, but he’s not about to pass the opportunity by without comment. “What, have all words escaped you? What will the other Utopians think?” Andrey’s right hand presses to the front of his trousers and gropes him through the cloth. Daniil bucks against his hand, huffing.

He leans close to Daniil hand to mutter out, “Are we fucking, or not?” Daniil pushes against his palm, letting Andrey feel him up another moment before he presses his nose to Andrey’s ear, sets his fingers against Andrey’s stomach, shirt pulled up from his trousers. He doesn’t miss the way Andrey’s hips cant toward him, smirking.

“At the moment, I rather think we’re arguing.” Andrey lifts his hand and pushes him, sending him back to the bed. Daniil lets his legs fall open, admiring Andrey from where he lays on the bed. Andrey drops his own jacket to the floor and looks over Daniil, brows furrowed. “I thought you said you weren’t going to eat me, but you’re a predator circling prey.” For a moment, Daniil thinks Andrey’s going to kiss him, but he’s only getting close enough to flip Daniil onto his stomach.

Daniil/Andrey, "I've been waiting for this."

[(Anonymous)]

Andrey and Daniil went to school together, but they didn't hook up. Now, years later, they finally have the chance to reconnect. Sexily. In Bed (on the floor, against the wall, whatever).


I like to imagine that Andrey spent their entire university career flirting with Daniil, who was too oblivious/self-absorbed/focused on his studies to realize, but I think it could work either way! I just want them to fuck to make up for all the not-fucking they did when they were younger.

Any/Odongh

[(Anonymous)]

I love Odonghs and I would love for someone (anyone) to kiss or be kissed by one. Bonus points for, you know, cool xeno stuff.

Re: Any/Odongh

[(Anonymous)]

Seconded! I think this would be a really interesting idea

Nina (as Viktor)/Daniil: possession

[(Anonymous)]

i want to see nina top daniil as viktor. trans daniil is great!

Re: Nina (as Viktor)/Daniil: possession

[(Anonymous)]

OP YOUR MIND.... ULTIMATE POWER COUPLE FANTASY

artemy/rubin, shaving

[(Anonymous)]

i just think it would be sexy and good if one of them sat the other down and helped him shave as a service/care thing you know?

Re: artemy/rubin, shaving

[(Anonymous)]

seconding this so hard omggg T_T

[(Anonymous)]

Trans Daniil having period sex

daniil givin andrey a bj

[(Anonymous)]

trans andrey, daniil deepthroatin the strap, please

FILL - daniil givin andrey a bj

[(Anonymous)]

im sorry op this might be toppier on andreys side than you wanted but in my defense i was possessed.

-

“Impressive, isn’t it?”

Daniil cocks his head, carefully licks his lips. “True to life, I was about to say. Though the proportions —”

Andrey snorts, spreads his legs wider. His cock bobs a little with the motion, but the straps hold it firm. Daniil’s eyes are fixed on it. He knows his smirk must look a little mean, but that’s never stopped him before. “You know me, I always aim high.”

“I remember differently.”

He laughs. “Oh alright, it’s true. I prefer to aim for the kidney. But you never minded, did you?”

“I have, on occasion,” he reproaches, mild. “But I don’t mind getting my hands dirty, for the right reason.”

“Then stop talking, and show me.”

A flicker of amusement — or is it challenge? — passes through Daniil’s eyes, but he takes the final steps between them. Sinks to his knees, a little stiff, delicate in how he settles, and he’s such a pretty sight Andrey is half-tempted to pounce and ravage him already.

His cock is thick, not monstrous but considerable. Undaunted Daniil takes it in hand, strokes as he would a flesh-and-blood one from base to tip, licks his lips again. Andrey nudges his thigh with the side of his foot as though to say Get on with it but figures he can give him a minute before he takes things in hand.

It turns out to be unnecessary. A moment later Daniil lowers his head to Andrey’s cock, opens his mouth around the head, takes it in. Not very far at first, but he makes a nice show of it, sucks and tongues at it as though Andrey really could feel it.

“Out of practice?”

Daniil pulls off with a wet noise. His eyes are dark, the pupils dilated. “Somewhat,” he says, and then returns to it. His hair falls over his face and Andrey leans forward to brush it away, gather it at the back of his head and hold him. No pressure yet, but he remembers Daniil being sensitive to it, a fact which seems to hold true from how he closes his eyes, takes the cock a little deeper the moment he feel Andrey pull at his scalp.

When he gags Andrey holds him there. One second, two, releases. It’s a bit like playing with fire, except for how fire’s never looked like this, flushed and panting at his feet.

“You don’t have to take all of it,” he notes, but there’s a reason he likes Daniil, fussy habits and flares of temper and all: he shakes his head, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, says “I want to” and “I can”.

No comment on Andrey’s handling of him, and so Andrey doesn’t ask before dragging him in again. Daniil’s lips stretch around his cock, his throat works audibly. He moans when Andrey starts to move so he can fuck shallowly into his mouth, and hell if it doesn’t sound nice, that deep voice turned needy and wrecked. Andrey’s wet under the harness, feels the base of his cock press against him whenever he thrusts, whenever Daniil sputters or swallows.

Daniil puts his hands high on Andrey’s thighs, bracing, shakes his head as much as he can when he’s got Andrey’s cock halfway down his throat. Unexpected. Andrey lets go.

“Enough?”

He gets a scowl in answer, and he can easily figure the answer out from that. Laughs, and sits back in his chair, arms crossed over his chest. If Daniil wants to give him a show, well, he isn’t about to complain. Daniil breathes heavily through his nose, forces himself lower. A shudder runs through him. A little lower still. He’s tense for a moment, eyes squeezed shut, and Andrey can tell he’s fighting down the urge to gag or pull away.

Never one to deny himself, he unfolds his arms, moves a hand to Daniil’s jaw, his throat. Feels the pulse rabbit-quick, the way the muscles move as Daniil forces his body into compliance, the darker shape of Andrey’s cock disappearing bit by bit, and Andrey’s starting to think he might be able to come from this if it keeps on long enough, Daniil’s pretty lashes wet with tears, the heave of his chest, his hair messy, his mouth red as he takes, and takes, and takes.

There’s a few false starts, some pauses. When he finally bottoms out Andrey is near-tempted to clap, but it’d be a shame if Daniil bit down and ruined it. He admires the picture it makes instead, Daniil’s eyes open again, bright with self-satisfaction, his breath ghosting heavy and hot over Andrey’s skin between the harness’ leather straps.

“Well, look at that, you did it after all. Not that I doubted you.” He rolls his hips a little, feels Daniil’s hands flex as he adjusts, takes it. “Anyone ever told you how good you look like this?”

He gets a slow blink in response, a cat’s expectant and smug knowing. Laughs. Heat churns in the pit of his belly, runs through him like a particularly potent batch of twyrine. He fists his hand at the back of Daniil’s head, pulls him off. Spit trails from the tip of his cock to his lips, obscene and nearly as arousing as a fist to the gut.

“I didn’t think you’d last this long,” Daniil says even as Andrey urges him to straddle his lap, his voice hoarse, his face flush, dripping wet when Andrey presses a finger down to check, and if that’s how he gets from sucking cock then Andrey can’t wait to see him fucked senseless.

Saburov/Katerina - just like, sex

[(Anonymous)]

I think they are in love and I would like them to fuck. Thank you!


BONUS: body worship

Re: Saburov/Katerina body worship FILL (1/2)

[(Anonymous)]

Make no mistake, Alexander does not think his wife to be fragile. She has proven herself to be strong and capable time and time again, often even more so than himself.

So when he lays her gently upon the bed, it is not out of any fear of her breaking beneath his touch—rather, it’s because Katerina deserves all the care and attention he can give her.

She pulls the pins from her hair, letting it fall in waves around her. Alexander’s lips meet with hers. Hands on both sides reach forward, gripping against shoulders and waists and hair, settling into each other naturally. When their lips part and they’ve gasped breath back into their lungs, Alexander moves lower. He kisses feather-light upon her jaw, neck, collarbone, and then at the low neckline of her dress.

The skirt is drawn up to her knees by Alexander’s hands, where they then move further up her thighs in a slow caress. Every movement is filled with devotion for the woman before him.

Katerina undoes the buttons of Alexander’s shirt, equally as unhurried. Lying in bed like this, they have all the time in the world to appreciate one another, in a way that they don’t normally get to. They’ll make full use of this time.

More kisses are applied to Katerina’s neck as the dress is pulled up over her hips, her black underwear revealed to Alexander’s wandering hands. Fingers skim over the waistband, then down the front, applying pressure through the thin cloth. A heavy breath heats Alexander’s temple.

The last few buttons are pulled out until his shirt hangs loose around him. Katerina’s thin fingers roam his chest and stomach eagerly. Her gaze, when Alexander meets it, is filled with an abundance of love.

To adore and be adored in turn is something that will always come as a surprise to Alexander. It’s obvious that Katerina should be treated with all the care and love in the world, but to have that same care turned towards himself is a shock every time, no matter how often Katerina whispers to him how handsome he is. If he were to guess why, he might have supposed that he’s simply used to fighting for every ounce of respect.

With Katerina drawing his belt from his pants, however, that couldn’t be further from Alexander’s mind.

Once the front is undone, she tugs his pants far enough down to return Alexander’s earlier favor and rub his hardening length through the briefs. Arousal builds low in his stomach. They can only be so patient, though, and they break apart to shuck their clothes.

The sight of Katerina laying on the bed—her gorgeous breasts heaving with each breath, her legs parted and awaiting his return—is always enough to cause a stutter of his heart. Alexander rejoins her on the bed, unable to help as his eyes wander down her form.

"My beautiful Katya," he admires.

"My handsome Sasha," Katerina says, smiling.

It’s a call and response they know well, but one that they never grow tired of, perhaps because it is said just as genuinely every time. How could Alexander not be in awe of his wife?

Andrey has sensitive nips

[(Anonymous)]

The man's wearing suspenders over his bare chest. His poor nipples.

FILL: Andrey/Grief, nipple play

[(Anonymous)]

(andrey is trans, gendered masculine language for this and mentions of top surgery scars. also daddy kink. idk i got possessed)

Andrey let out a groan through gritted teeth when Grief’s nails scrapped against his nipples. He laughed, high-pitched and teasing when Andrey writhed beneath him, his cheeks flushed red.

“Oh,” Grief said, rolling his head to the side. “So this is what breaks the haughty Stamatin.” he pinched one of Andrey’s nipples, feeling it harden under his touch. Andrey whined. “After all this time… better late than never, I suppose.”

“Just fuck me already.” Andrey said and Grief twisted the nipple in his hand as he slightly slapped the other. Andrey’s moan was loud, bouncing between the walls around them.

“No.” he said. “I want to make you beg.”

Grief leaned down, taking one of Andrey’s nipple’s in his mouth, the other one still in his hand. Andrey whined again and Grief moaned, the sound reaching Andrey’s dick. He tried to grasp Grief’s hair but Grief let go of his nipple so he could pin Andrey’s hand against the mattress. He groaned again, and he couldn’t tell if it was because of the rough handling or the loss of stimulation, or both.

“Play nice, Stamatin.” Grief warned, letting go of his nipple. “Or I won’t play at all.” he waited until Andrey nodded -- a breathless yes, yes, I’ll be nice escaping his lips -- before he kissed the scars Andrey had under his chest and took his nipple back in his mouth. He sucked on it slowly, his teeth grazing it as he moved his head like he was sucking Andrey’s dick, and his eyes didn't move away from Andrey’s face . Andrey moaned, again and again, louder each time, his hands grasping the sheets as he bucked his hips up. He can feel how wet he is.

“Please I--” his voice is weak and it breaks before he can finish the sentence. Grief was still staring at him, and he sucked hard on his nipple one last time before letting go of it, grabbing Andrey’s face.

“Please what?” Grief asked. Andrey opened his mouth again but before the words could come out, Grief pinched his nipple hard, twisting it between his fingers, and Andrey whined again, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?” Grief teased, his grasp on Andrey’s face tighter. “Be a good boy and use your words. Tell me what you want.”

Andrey took a deep breath before he could answer. “Please touch my dick, finger me, fuck me, anything, please, I just--,” Grief scrapped his nails against his nipple again and he moaned. “Please, Grief, I need you, please.”
Grief’s grasp on his face weakened and he moved his hand so he could cup Andrey’s cheek almost gently. “Please what.” he said.

Andrey whimpered. “Please, daddy, touch my dick.” he said, his voice high pitched.

Grief smiled and leaned down to kiss him. “How can I deny you when you ask so nicely, Andrushka.” Grief wiped Andrey’s tears away before mouthing at his chest one more time, kissing his scars again. Then, finally, he unbuttoned Andrey’s pants, removing them. He dragged one hand down Andrey’s body until he finally reached his dick. “You have such a pretty cock.”

Andrey whined. “T-thank you, daddy.”

Grief hummed, sliping one finger inside. “So wet already.” he said, playing with Andrey’s dick as he slowly fingered Andrey. “You really are a slut for having your nipples played with, huh.”

Andrey whined. “I am.” he moved his hips so he could get more friction out of Grief’s touch. “More, Grisha, more…”

Grief grinned and fucked him harder, three fingers inside of him as he kept playing with his dick. Andrey threw his head back and moaned, loud and high pitched. Grief’s fingers felt amazing inside of him, slender and long. Grief curled them, hitting a sweet spot inside of him, and he let out an embarrassing sound. Grief didn’t stop, fingering him faster and faster as he played with his dick. Grief reached out for one of his nipples, twisting it, and it took all of Andrey’s self control to not cum on the spot.

Instead, he told Grief: “I’m close.” his voice was weak, breathless, and he could tell from the way Grief was smirking at him that the other man was more than pleased with himself.

“Don’t forget your manners, Stamatin, and I’ll let you cum.” he said.

It took Andrey a moment to reply. “Please, daddy, let me cum.”

Grief smiled. “Good boy.” he said, as he kept teasing Andrey’s nipple. “C’mon, cum for papa.”

Andrey did. A loud moan left his lips as he closed his eyes, followed by a whine when he felt Grief’s fingers brushing against his dick at the same time his other hand twisted and pinched his nipple. It was too much, and he was breathing heavy against the mattress, his entire body flushed red. Grief kissed him softly, praising him as he did so.

When Andrey finally opened his eyes again and saw Grief on top of him, a shit eating grin on his lips. “You’re such a fucking bastard, you know.” Andrey said but his voice was rough.

Grief laughed. “You certainly are fucking a bastard.” he replied and kissed him again. “I’m getting you some water. Get ready for round two.”

Domme!Aglaya/any - To see you through as Inquisition does

[(Anonymous)]

Aglaya wrecks her poor sub. Bonus if Aglaya is in her Inquisitor persona, but it's part of the scene, not real judging/punishment. More bonus for creative ehm... interrogation apparatus.

Re: Domme!Aglaya/any - To see you through as Inquisition does

[(Anonymous)]

I am looking forward to seeing how an inquisitor would handle things, so yes.

daniilpeter, second time

[(Anonymous)]

they did this before, back in the day. they didn’t do it right. they try again; how? is it slower, sensual? do they get to it faster?

bonus points for any of the following:
~ peter topping
~ a lot of kissing, all over... please? 🥺👉👈
~ either or both written as trans

Re: daniilpeter, second time

[(Anonymous)]

This would be lovely! Seconded!

Grief/rest of Apple Basket Gang

[(Anonymous)]

Bad Grief ponders why his friends are all so god damn attractive.

Re: Grief/rest of Apple Basket Gang

[(Anonymous)]

A very good question. Seconded for seeing this. ;)

Erotic letters

[(Anonymous)]

Sexting was a lot more hardcore in ye olde times

Any pairing would be great!

(FILL) Erotic letters (1/6)

[(Anonymous)]

I had a couple of different ideas, so I played around w characters for this!!
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(dated April 12th, 18XX)

My dearest Katerina,

I dreamt of you once more, an intimate scene from what will soon be our bedroom. You stood by our bed, your hair falling in waves down your back as you unclasped your necklace, chain sliding down your breast as you set it aside. I could only watch you, for you were eclipsed in a light too bright and too blazing for me to approach. I could feel the heat of your body as you removed your coat and gloves. I’ve never seen so much as the delicate skin inside your wrist, but my imagination conjured such a picture to mind I could feel my breath grow ragged in my sleep. You started to remove your dress, down to just your slip and this! This is when I awoke, body stiff and muscles tense.

Is it terrible of me to wish to have seen you further? Your skin teases me. In each our meetings I find myself drawn to your neck, like some terrifying beast, set on tearing into your flesh. You fill me with a passion I’ve never known before. It’s hard to believe how fast these months have flown by, and that in just another I will be able to call myself your husband. Do not worry yourself on the duties of a Mistress. I will make a mother of you yet.

Lovingly,
Your Sasha

Daniil/Peter, Peter subs

[(Anonymous)]

whether daniil is a service top or a bossy dom or w/e is really up to you, i just want to see peter on his knees :9

bonus points for trans daniil~

Petr gets a good fuckin’

[(Anonymous)]

Don’t care who’s doing the fucking, but I see Petr as gay. Seriously when was the last time this man got laid?

Daniil/Andrey - good doctor

[(Anonymous)]

Daniil patching up Andrey after a fight.
Andrey finds the way Daniil works very sexy.