descendant-of-wyvern:

It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

It took a short while for him to think about what position he wanted to be in. Especially in one that was at his own pace as he did know how this would go…“How about we do it on your back with me on top of you?”

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

Chip’s two fingers sank deep into the gargoyle’s steadily-loosening anus. It was still a tight fit, but it needed to be done if he wanted to do things properly. He spread his fingers apart gradually in a scissoring motion, moving them around a little bit before suddenly pulling them out. 

His mouth would widen itself as he panted more in between moans of pleasure as he was being stretched and technically scissored inside. Once the fingers would pull put his anus while stretched a bit now had returned to its tightened self. Brooklyn even took a deep breath in when that phase was over, slowing down the strokes of his own erection. “Okay…that was tense…”

Chip wiped his two fingers clean on an old rag he kept nearby, then turned his attention back to Brooklyn. “Hey, you’re doing great for a first timer.” He said calmly and reached out to place a hand on his heaving chest, feeling the gargoyle’s racing heart.

“Yah think, so?” His heart was ineed racing from all of this intensity as it slowed down just a little bit to the point where he was feeling calm again despite his rear having a slight sting of pain.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

descendant-of-wyvern:

It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

Another sharp breath would arose from Brooklyn, edging him to keep stroking just to avoid the pain and focus on the pleasure Chip was giving him. This allowed Brooklyn to just loosen himself up for easy access on for the wolf man, taking long breaths in and out just to make this easier.

Chip’s two fingers sank deep into the gargoyle’s steadily-loosening anus. It was still a tight fit, but it needed to be done if he wanted to do things properly. He spread his fingers apart gradually in a scissoring motion, moving them around a little bit before suddenly pulling them out. 

His mouth would widen itself as he panted more in between moans of pleasure as he was being stretched and technically scissored inside. Once the fingers would pull put his anus while stretched a bit now had returned to its tightened self. Brooklyn even took a deep breath in when that phase was over, slowing down the strokes of his own erection. “Okay…that was tense…”

descendant-of-wyvern:

It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

Another sharp breath would arose from Brooklyn, edging him to keep stroking just to avoid the pain and focus on the pleasure Chip was giving him. This allowed Brooklyn to just loosen himself up for easy access on for the wolf man, taking lomg breaths in and out just to make this easier.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

Adjusting his stance over the gargoyle, Chip tightened his grasp on Brooklyn’s delicate rear. “Better brace yourself.” Warned the wolf as he carefully spread those soft cheeks apart and prodded his finger against his hole. “Ready? This is gonna hurt…”

He nodded to tell the other he was ready as his hole has resisted against the others finger that has yet to enter inside him. Nervousness, curiosity and lust was how he was mainly feeling right now that he was in this position. “Ready. Chip…”

“Okay, here goes nothing.” Chip nodded back at Brooklyn, signalling what was about to happen. Spreading the other male’s cheeks apart as far as they’d go, he pressed his finger against his rear and slowly pushed his way through. He could feel the ring of muscle clenching tightly around the tip of his finger, but he sank his way in deeper till he reached the first knuckle.

A sharp breath could be heard from the crimson gargoyle as his ring muscles would tighten themselves around the others finger as it entered in his hole. It’s like he could feel every detail from the canines claw, to fur and even the length he was almost able to tell the inches. It wasn’t at his sweet spot yet, but it was pushing it.

Chip’s finger penetrated deeper and deeper, taking care with his claw not to do any damage. He slid all the way down to the base of his hand, then got to the real job. Chip’s finger moved in a slow, circular motion, pushing against the tight rectal walls squeezing down on him to help loosen the beast up.

Every time Chip would push in deeper, his innards would tighten around them only to be loosen up because the gargoyle was able to relax some so it would actually feel pleasurable. Just to distract himself from some of the pain, Brooklyn went to jerk himself off as another way to relax himself.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

Adjusting his stance over the gargoyle, Chip tightened his grasp on Brooklyn’s delicate rear. “Better brace yourself.” Warned the wolf as he carefully spread those soft cheeks apart and prodded his finger against his hole. “Ready? This is gonna hurt…”

He nodded to tell the other he was ready as his hole has resisted against the others finger that has yet to enter inside him. Nervousness, curiosity and lust was how he was mainly feeling right now that he was in this position. “Ready. Chip…”

“Okay, here goes nothing.” Chip nodded back at Brooklyn, signalling what was about to happen. Spreading the other male’s cheeks apart as far as they’d go, he pressed his finger against his rear and slowly pushed his way through. He could feel the ring of muscle clenching tightly around the tip of his finger, but he sank his way in deeper till he reached the first knuckle.

A sharp breath could be heard from the crimson gargoyle as his ring muscles would tighten themselves around the others finger as it entered in his hole. It’s like he could feel every detail from the canines claw, to fur and even the length he was almost able to tell the inches. It wasn’t at his sweet spot yet, but it was pushing it.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

Chip’s fingers worked over Brooklyn’s rear delicately and traced a finger up between his cheeks. One of his fingers stopped right above the red beast’s tight, untouched hole. “You ever felt… anything like this?” Chip gasped out between heated, passionate kisses. Gently the wolf moved his finger and the tip prodded against Brooklyn’s entrance.

His entrance would resist the others probing since he has never been touched up there before. “N-no…I’ve never been felt up there before…” He said once the gargoyle pulled away from the passionate kiss they shared from what seemed like forever even though he enjoyed it.

Adjusting his stance over the gargoyle, Chip tightened his grasp on Brooklyn’s delicate rear. “Better brace yourself.” Warned the wolf as he carefully spread those soft cheeks apart and prodded his finger against his hole. “Ready? This is gonna hurt…”

He nodded to tell the other he was ready as his hole has resisted against the others finger that has yet to enter inside him. Nervousness, curiosity and lust was how he was mainly feeling right now that he was in this position. “Ready. Chip…”

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

Leaning forward again Chip moved his head in closer to the gargoyle’s, his breaths warm and heavy against his skin. “I promise, Brook.” He said in a softer, more caring tone, then kissed his partner’s lips sweetly. As their warm tongues heatedly coiled and tasted over one another the wolf’s other paw moved along Brooklyn’s thigh to join his other hand in squeezing and groping that rear.

He let out another moan at both the kiss and the groping of his rear. His tail would once again coil then uncoil itself just for a pleasurable reaction sake. His hands would scratch the others back and head to give him a sense of pleasure that wasn’t aimed at their appendages being rubbed up against each other.

Chip’s fingers worked over Brooklyn’s rear delicately and traced a finger up between his cheeks. One of his fingers stopped right above the red beast’s tight, untouched hole. “You ever felt… anything like this?” Chip gasped out between heated, passionate kisses. Gently the wolf moved his finger and the tip prodded against Brooklyn’s entrance.

His entrance would resist the others probing since he has never been touched up there before. “N-no…I’ve never been felt up there before…” He said once the gargoyle pulled away from the passionate kiss they shared from what seemed like forever even though he enjoyed it.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

descendant-of-wyvern:

It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

“W-what would that be?” He asks, panting hard once their lips parted again, feeling very heated himself, but not sweating like the wolf man on top of him. His eyes showed nervousness, but yet lust as he looked to Chip.

Chip looked straight down into Brooklyn’s eyes, sensing both his anxiety and desire. “It’s time to show you what you’ve been missing, Brook.” He whispered in a heavy, lust-laden voice. One of the wolf’s soft paws trailed it’s way sensually down the crimson beast’s lithe form, passing under the waist of his jeans to grope at the rounded rear that sat tucked beneath the gargoyle’s tail.

He moaned once he felt the other grope is rear underneath the jeans. “Show me what I’m missing, Chip…when you do…be gentle about it okay?” He said softly with small pants in between.

Leaning forward again Chip moved his head in closer to the gargoyle’s, his breaths warm and heavy against his skin. “I promise, Brook.” He said in a softer, more caring tone, then kissed his partner’s lips sweetly. As their warm tongues heatedly coiled and tasted over one another the wolf’s other paw moved along Brooklyn’s thigh to join his other hand in squeezing and groping that rear.

He let out another moan at both the kiss and the groping of his rear. His tail would once again coil then uncoil itself just for a pleasurable reaction sake. His hands would scratch the others back and head to give him a sense of pleasure that wasn’t aimed at their appendages being rubbed up against each other.

chip-of-ror:

descendant-of-wyvern:

descendant-of-wyvern:

It’s been sometime since the motorcycle incident that his rookery brother Lexington made to which he himself messed the entire vehicle up. The smaller gargoyle was definitely not happy with this development, so in an effort to make it up to him, he was scouring an automotive junkyard they went to last time to gather up the parts for the bike. Tonight he was alone, looking into piled up cars and motorcycles for the appropriate parts, being pretty cautious to not be seen by humans after what happened the last few times.

“Ugh…doing this alone is harder than it looks…” He muttered to himself as he kept looking.

“W-what would that be?” He asks, panting hard once their lips parted again, feeling very heated himself, but not sweating like the wolf man on top of him. His eyes showed nervousness, but yet lust as he looked to Chip.

Chip looked straight down into Brooklyn’s eyes, sensing both his anxiety and desire. “It’s time to show you what you’ve been missing, Brook.” He whispered in a heavy, lust-laden voice. One of the wolf’s soft paws trailed it’s way sensually down the crimson beast’s lithe form, passing under the waist of his jeans to grope at the rounded rear that sat tucked beneath the gargoyle’s tail.

He moaned once he felt the other grope is rear underneath the jeans. “Show me what I’m missing, Chip…when you do…be gentle about it okay?” He said softly with small pants in between.