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#Kinkober day 26:
Gear is quite the eccentric artificer, although even he must admit that maybe making his kobold robot anatomically correct might have been a mistake, especially when an error resulted in him getting used by his own creation.

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#kinkober Day 15: Milking. Slot taken by Korv

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Flakc and Darcy lay on Tomo, licking her dick. Tomo is licking Darcy's entire genital zone because she lorge. It's lineart with subdued colours idk I'm playing around with specifics a lot for this so they're all pretty wildly different in quality and presentation.

Flakc and Darcy lay on Tomo, licking her dick. Tomo is licking Darcy's entire genital zone because she lorge. It's lineart with subdued colours idk I'm playing around with specifics a lot for this so they're all pretty wildly different in quality and presentation.

#kinkober day3 #threesome

Yay size differences~

#hazeart #lewd #art #goblin #dhampyr #Kitsune #werewolf #pathfinder

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Day 5 and 6 of kinktober intoxication, humiliation and dacryphilia

Sometimes I can’t finish the daily sketch so I’ll circle back on this later

Featuring Lefu and Stev

#kinkober #mtas #mtae #mytimeatsandrock #mytimeatevershine

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Oh, hey, let's do this #kinkober #prompt #ocsky

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Silence was impossible, but it was the goal. If they made too much noise, the game was over. Not her rule, not his, yet obviously inviolable.
	Xayara normally wasn't this spontaneous—well, no, that was a lie, she would fuck people she just met at the drop of a hat...but only if she got the feeling they would be worth it. This fellow...she knew she'd be pulling him into some dark room before the night was out almost before he'd said a word to her.
	The problem being that they weren't alone, in some secluded, private area, or even in a room at the brothel. Some nobleman or another was having to celebrate something or other. She was invited, though if she hadn't been, she would have crashed. It was a rare party that could keep her out.
	The boy—he was a man, but he was a human, and she was an elf, so he was a boy--was the noble's son or nephew or suchlike. He had caught her eye and then been quite charming and frankly everyone else at the party she'd either already fucked or had resolved never to unless it was a dire emergency.
	So here they were, in a dark disused room, him railing her from behind with all the energy of youth. She'd had to admonish him—by reaching back and taking a firm grip of his hips so he couldn't fuck her--for going too hard, too fast, more than once. The fleshy slaps of two people fucking with desperate energy would certainly draw as much attention as an errant moan or cry.
	And then, her keen elven ears had heard some aspect of the party move into the room next door. So now, they were upright against the wall, his hand firmly over her mouth, hers over his, trying not to give in to a fuck-frenzy that would surely be heard throughout the mansion, never mind the next room.
	She only hoped she wasn't giving the poor boy a condition. She'd known more than a few who'd had mishaps young and then needed such situations to cum again. Even she might feel a little shame if they were caught and he had to seek out that in the future.

Silence was impossible, but it was the goal. If they made too much noise, the game was over. Not her rule, not his, yet obviously inviolable. Xayara normally wasn't this spontaneous—well, no, that was a lie, she would fuck people she just met at the drop of a hat...but only if she got the feeling they would be worth it. This fellow...she knew she'd be pulling him into some dark room before the night was out almost before he'd said a word to her. The problem being that they weren't alone, in some secluded, private area, or even in a room at the brothel. Some nobleman or another was having to celebrate something or other. She was invited, though if she hadn't been, she would have crashed. It was a rare party that could keep her out. The boy—he was a man, but he was a human, and she was an elf, so he was a boy--was the noble's son or nephew or suchlike. He had caught her eye and then been quite charming and frankly everyone else at the party she'd either already fucked or had resolved never to unless it was a dire emergency. So here they were, in a dark disused room, him railing her from behind with all the energy of youth. She'd had to admonish him—by reaching back and taking a firm grip of his hips so he couldn't fuck her--for going too hard, too fast, more than once. The fleshy slaps of two people fucking with desperate energy would certainly draw as much attention as an errant moan or cry. And then, her keen elven ears had heard some aspect of the party move into the room next door. So now, they were upright against the wall, his hand firmly over her mouth, hers over his, trying not to give in to a fuck-frenzy that would surely be heard throughout the mansion, never mind the next room. She only hoped she wasn't giving the poor boy a condition. She'd known more than a few who'd had mishaps young and then needed such situations to cum again. Even she might feel a little shame if they were caught and he had to seek out that in the future.

6. Quiet. If I had a copper for every time I've been in a similar situation...I'd probably have at least a gold piece. #Kinkober

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#Kinkober day 3:
Being a prince calls for Lavendor to go on many lesser diplomatic missions, on one such mission to a kobold den, their prince discovered of the prince’s relationship with his night. He promised not to say a word if he got in on the action once

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#kinkober day 2
#furry #furryart #nsfw #yiff #furryporn

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Kinkober 2024: orgasm denial
#furry #furryart #nsfw #furrynsfw #shibari #kinkober

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An illustration of a scantily clad woman licking the side of a robotic humanoids face. The robot has a glowing circle in its chest, with a crack through it. It is an homage to Tove Lo's "No One Dies from Love"

An illustration of a scantily clad woman licking the side of a robotic humanoids face. The robot has a glowing circle in its chest, with a crack through it. It is an homage to Tove Lo's "No One Dies from Love"

#kinkober day 21 - technophilia. I'm not into robots in any sense of the word, but I really really love Tove Lo's music video for "No one dies from love" so here's an homage. If you haven't seen it, this is your home work for today!


@filthyfigments.bsky.social #technophilia #rowansart #tovelo

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