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GUIDELINES:

- you can be anon, but you don't have to be anon. you take full credit for your pervy thoughts if you like, but don't feel pressured.
- one prompt per post, please.
- read over the requests and fill them with fic and art. both are encouraged!
- a post can be filled multiple times. just because someone drew it doesn't mean you can't write it, or draw it again. and again and again and again. the more the merrier.
- absolutely NO hating on other people's kinks. there is a 0% chance that writing or requesting fic or art will hurt anyone, so live and let live.
- pimp us around! most of this fandom isn't on lj, so the more this gets pimped, the more likely it is that your requests will get filled. post the banner on tumblr with a click-through link to this page!

this fandom is seriously lacking in kink.
let's get this party started.

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“Thank you sir, I tried,” he rasps weakly. Joel turns the camera on and flicks through the photos, eyebrows furrowed judgmentally. Sonny really needs to be home now, collared and kissing Joel’s feet and feeling useful at something, God, even if that something was obeying orders and being slutty like he’s good at and suffering till Joel smiles. Joel’s eyebrows rise and Sonny knows he’s looking at the shot with his shirt in it.

“Mm, someone forgot his instructions,” Joel says passively, and Sonny’s face burns up. “I’m s-sorry, sir,” he exhales, looking at his feet. “I’m s-so sorry, I took an-another one-“

“I can see that,” Joel cuts him off. His eyes are still on the camera. “It looks cute though, your shirt all bunched up. I think I’m gonna dress you like that for a real photoshoot at home.” He clicks to the next picture. “It looks really, cute, actually. Maybe you won’t be punished.”

Sonny looks at Joel’s belt, quiet for a second and Joel goes to the next shot. Then he says, softly, “But I fucked it up, sir.”

He can feel Joel’s eyes on his face without looking. He glances up and Joel’s grinning, amused, nothing mean about it for once. He just thinks it’s funny. Sonny’s blush feels like it manages to deepen still.

“You asking for a punishment, slut?” he says quietly. Sonny burns everywhere. He can feel his chest growing hot. Joel laughs and reaches out to pet his hair fondly, and Sonny actually manages a little smile. “Man, you’re a piece of work,” Joel says warmly, and Sonny’s smile grows. “I don’t know what I did to earn a guy like you, but I’m glad I did whatever I did.”

Sonny smiles at his knocked knees and sneakers stupidly and mumbles, “Sir can I hug you please,” all in one breath.

Joel drapes one arm around Sonny’s shoulders and Sonny raps both arms around his chest, pressing his forehead to the paw on Joel’s neck with closed eyes. Joel makes little approving noises at all his photos after that.

“Which ones did you already get?” Joel asks, and Sonny lifts the bag up without letting go of Joel’s waist. Joel reaches in and shuffles around to the inside of the tissue paper, pulling the panties out the top.

“Of course you’d get off on the ugliest pair,” Joel sighs, and rubs his fingers together over the wet spot. Sonny buries his face in Joel’s armpit, face burning- Joel doesn’t have to remind him that he gets off on being disgusting and looked down on, he knows that perfectly well without Joel having to say it.

“I’m sorry, sir,” Sonny mumbles, and Joel slips a hand into his hair and tightens it to his scalp once it’s hidden so no-one can see how it’s his hand tipping Sonny’s head back and pulling till Sonny’s breath catches before he kisses him. Sonny moans a little bit- Joel doesn’t do PDA for a lot of reasons, mostly because it creeps him out but also because he’s not exactly really officially publicly out or anything, and a kiss in public is kind of a really, really big deal.

It’s not long. Joel tugs him back by the hair and turns the camera off as Sonny steps away. He shoves it into his pocket and reaches into the back of his jeans for his wallet, handing Sonny his credit card. “All of them,” he says, and Sonny holds his hand out flat for the card and nods hard.

He shuffles back inside.

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and then joel uploaded the photos and connected his laptop to his tv so he could look at them blown up while sonny blows him and then comes on his face and makes him model all six pairs so he can take pictures with his glorious camera (that i am jealous of) of sonny in panties and come on his face and his hair still all bunched up from joel using it as handles when he fucked his throat

if only such pictures existed and we had them on tumblr

mollie is great

THE END

From:

7bo7benn7.livejournal.com

Fuuuuuuuuuck

You guys are killing me here

that one's definitely leaving a permanent image in my mind

From:

m0rae.livejournal.com

I AM FUCKING DEAD

Officially the best birthday ever. Holy shit. I can't thank you enough :'D also, everything i doodle for the next few days is gonna come direct from this.

From:

xstarlesscity.livejournal.com

oh right i forgot the part where the reason he's not allowed to delete them is so joel could be like "you don't like how you look at this angle? well i've seen you naked at every possible angle and i still think you're hot so get over it, and get used to me wanting to see you even when you think you look awful because i always think you're cute so there."

From: (Anonymous)

This is wonderful and amazing and basically any synonym of the previous words, holy shit.

It's Sonny's emotion, Joel's affection, everything is just so beautiful.

From: (Anonymous)

Jesus christ there are no words for this. Like, oh man reading this got me so embarrassingly turned on. I can't even deal with you, Sonny. I just can't.
Please fill more, that was amazing.