-he looked over- “it’s a family secret- but i wouldn’t cut it with anything like that-“ -he pulled out a thick knife- “try that” -it was made to fit perfectly in darrens hand and it was a bit heavy too

-he picked it up and moved it to a little holder so he could work on it there- “just ask kid” -he laughed and repulsed up his hair-

-he wrapped his arms around marks tummy… he looked down at it… this was his first time with a guy and he had a small tight feeling in his chest but in a good way-

(my guy has a breeding kink- and he’s like “mmm yes yes”)

-he watched and let out a small laugh, and walked behind him, standing behind him and holding it up for him, reaching around him- “we might have to work on your strength or i’ll have to help you with everything” -he smiled-

-he laughed a bit and went over to work on a more futuristic weapon- “old huh?”

-he bit into marks shoulder and gave a few hard thrusts before he came, filling mark up but not pulling out, his face was slightly red and he had his face buried into marks shoulder-

-he gave a small smile and light a cigarette, and put it in his mouth taking a long draw and he brought a box of parts over to him- “well then, you’ll wrap the handle for me then?” -he smiled, passing him a recently sharpened long axe with carvings in the blade- “you know how?”

-he smiled and moved his hands, grabbing marks thighs ( like the part under the knee) and going deeper and harder, his lil tail wagged a bit and his ears dropped down a bit-

-darren (name change 🧡) lead him inside, and made his way to what he was working on, putting his apron and gloves in- “you’ve done things like this before yes?”

-he looked over you then over the paper laurence gave him- “everything seems to be in order-“ -he nodded and looked at Laurence- “you can get straight to work then kid” -he put the paper in laurences hands and walked to the workshop, motioning for alastor to follow-

-he moved his hands and grabbed marks hips, pushing down more- you could see the little stomach bulge from caztin being to deep and he loved every second of it, moving faster, resting his chin on marks shoulder watching-

-laurence walked back in behind his father, deven, who was a bit sweaty and had his work uniform on. he looked at alastor and smiled- “you must be applying?” -he had a heavy accent- it sounded dutch- and when he talked his bottom lip did the thing because he’s used to talking with a cigarette in his mouth-

-he kissed his neck and nibbled on marks ear and started to move, going in as deep as he could, snuggling in-

-Laurence nodded- “wait here i’ll go get my father-“ he turned to walk out then stopped, “don’t worry, he’s nice” -he walked to his dads shop with a little chuckle-

(what a liar)

- laurence (the eldest son) was going over your stuff- like an interview. he looked the most like his father. he had long ginger hair pulled up in a bun with green eyes and a good build. all he needed was to be taller and glasses and he would be a exact copy of his dad-

-he smiled and pulled out a bit and turned mark around and pulled his up so his back was against caztins chest. he pushed back in and wrapped his arms around mark and smiled-

-he took a deep breath and pushed the whole thing in at one, garbing onto marks hips- letting out a passionate sigh-

-he slid his fingers out with a little pop and licked them, keeping eye contact with mark and he lined himself up and pushed the tip in-

oOoO~ okokok he do be fine tho- i’ll draw him in da wb)

-he was sitting in his workshop, blacksmith away away on a sword-

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-he watched and smiled to himself, sloping a third finger in- “just a little more love~“ he smiled teasingly. he was loosening mark up more than normal because he had gotten another pp piercing and he didn’t want it to hurt him-