“Stede.” Ed tilted his head closer, beard rasping along Stede’s jaw and that really oughtn’t to have been as titillating as it was, making him wonder how it would feel… elsewhere. “Mate. Don’t know about you, but things are getting a bit… urgent, if you get my drift.”
“Mm!” God, his hips were rocking, rubbing against Ed’s, and he couldn’t – didn’t – want to stop them. And the fingers. Fingers on his buttons. Offer and invitation and he nodded, pressing breathless, open mouthed kisses down the curve of Ed’s neck.
“C’n’you do me?” Ed breathed, tugging at Stede’s buttons.
[ID: a sketch page of transformers. on the far left is bumblebee looking sad. in the middle bumblebee is wincing and saying “frag!” an arrow pointing to him indicates he popped a tire. Ratchet next to him and looking mad. He’s shouting “who taught you that?” under is ratchet glaring at deadlock who is looking comically concerned and has “uh oh” written next to him. in the right corner is a painting of the top half of bumblebee’s face. end ID]
some doodles from the margins of a bumblebee (+ mentors) comic that im picking away at and may or may not finish
Still working on Timestuck doodle requests, and SOMEONE asked for Mabel and Dip being some badasses and going ballistic on some of Stan’s old ‘pals’, so ask and thou shalt receive!
Plus a lil bonus panel cause I’m feeling extra soft today
love this scene. Will takes a drag from the mug like he is unfamiliar with beverages that aren’t whiskey &whole time this guy is watching him the way a cartoon poacher looks at an endangered species through binoculars
