Not even a little ashamed this time
That's right! It's more Ugly Americans fanfic [and ramblings]
Second season edition.
With tentacles.
:D
Mark growls at him and Randall tries really hard not to laugh.
"Oh pumpkin. You're so cute when you try to top."
Mark glares at him. "Randall! Quit it. I can't do this when you're laughing at me!"
The zombie snickers and coos. "Awww, does it hurt his wittle feelings?"
"Yes it does!"
"Oh fine. Only cause you're hot when you whine like that." Randall splays out on the bed, the Zomboner erect and quivering.
Mark eases himself onto it, shivering at the length. "Ra-Randall, did you buy a bigger model?"
Randall hums, squeezing Mark's shoulder. "Just had to reflect my prezombie size, pumpkin. Feels good, doesn't it, you little slut?"
Mark moans out a "yes" and grips Randall's thighs, easing more of teh Zomboner into him and rocking back and forth.
A tentacle slithers its way up Mark's leg and he whimpers. "O-Othakigg!" he gasps out, the tentacle forcing his legs apart and settling onto his right hip, another on his left. "Othakigg! This is not how we greet people in New York! We don't-"
A third large slimy green mass shoves itself into his mouth and Mark gags on it, tears springing to his eyes and rolling down his cheeks.
Othakigg hums, a fourth tentacle slowly stroking his stomach, dipping into his navel. Easy, easy. Mark can hear Othakigg's voice in his mind, its rich sound sliding around his mind and burying itself into his neurons and he relaxes just slightly, his mind still screaming.
The tentacle in his mouth eases its probing and rests there, twining around his tongue and Mark lets out a low moan, tilting his back, barely registering the fourth tentacle sliding around his swollen engorged cock before ducking behind his balls, teasing his hole getting it slick and wet, positively dripping with tentacle lube.
A groan escapes Mark's mouth as the tentacle slips into his ass, thrusting slowly in and out and Mark's hips buck involuntarily, the movement forcing the tentacle deeper into him.
Good boy. Taking all of me in his tight wet holes. Oh he just loves this doesn't he.
Mark whimpers around the tentacle in his mouth, attempting to move away but a fifth slippery deep green appendage holds him down, wrapping around his shoulders and the back of his head. You enjoy this treatment don't you. Enjoy feeling me back there.
The tentacle around his cock is moving faster and faster and Mark lets out a loud groan, spurting white hot come over the tentacles around his legs and the brunet slumps down in Othakigg's hold and there's a loud slurping sound and the tentacles leave Mark's various orifices.
Othakigg hums happily. Best. Greeting. Ever.
So one of the recent episodes gave me scat cravings. With Mark bottoming. To like all the demons. Like some kind of scat orgy.
It was kinda hot and I'm not even that into scat [I prefer liquid waste].
Mark flops onto the couch, instantly curling himself against Randall, the zombie's bulk comforting if cold.
Randall glances at him and wraps an arm around the brunet, nestling him closer as he continues watching TV and he waits.
"We had a Bunyip come in today. Lachlan his name is. He-" Mark swallows, pressing closer to Randall before continuing. "He ate Doug. Swallowed him up whole. We-we managed to get him out but he'll never be the same."
and um some Randall h/c. because you know he'd be all whiny and demanding if he had a cold.
and maybe some consensual tentacle sex regarding the new episode.
yesss.
"Randall I thought we agreed to not let you near those leaves again."
Randall laughs, sliding a tentacle up Mark's thigh, the appendage leaving a green trail of smile. "I don't think so, pumpkin. Now hush, I want to have sex with you. Squeak if you agree."
Mark squeaks and glares at him as another tentacle slithers against his crack. "Randall!"
"Oh hush, baby. You love it when I get naughty." The tentacle eases its way in, oozing a green sludge and then eases back out and Mark moans.
Randall hums happily as he drizzles garlic butter all over Mark's body.
"Oh man, you're gonna be delicious." He drools a little, rubbing the butter in.
"Randall, I'm not so sure you should be eating all of that butter. Just think of your cholesterol."
"Shut up, Mark. Or I'll shove an apple in your mouth."
"Filthy little slut"
nooooooo it's a break-up episode
win him back Randall! Win. Him. Back!
"Randall and I kinda broke up" D'awwwww, Mark.
Go get him back Mark! fuck the mummy [not literally].
"That is exactly what my ass needs." Yes it is Mark. :D
Second season edition.
With tentacles.
:D
Mark growls at him and Randall tries really hard not to laugh.
"Oh pumpkin. You're so cute when you try to top."
Mark glares at him. "Randall! Quit it. I can't do this when you're laughing at me!"
The zombie snickers and coos. "Awww, does it hurt his wittle feelings?"
"Yes it does!"
"Oh fine. Only cause you're hot when you whine like that." Randall splays out on the bed, the Zomboner erect and quivering.
Mark eases himself onto it, shivering at the length. "Ra-Randall, did you buy a bigger model?"
Randall hums, squeezing Mark's shoulder. "Just had to reflect my prezombie size, pumpkin. Feels good, doesn't it, you little slut?"
Mark moans out a "yes" and grips Randall's thighs, easing more of teh Zomboner into him and rocking back and forth.
A tentacle slithers its way up Mark's leg and he whimpers. "O-Othakigg!" he gasps out, the tentacle forcing his legs apart and settling onto his right hip, another on his left. "Othakigg! This is not how we greet people in New York! We don't-"
A third large slimy green mass shoves itself into his mouth and Mark gags on it, tears springing to his eyes and rolling down his cheeks.
Othakigg hums, a fourth tentacle slowly stroking his stomach, dipping into his navel. Easy, easy. Mark can hear Othakigg's voice in his mind, its rich sound sliding around his mind and burying itself into his neurons and he relaxes just slightly, his mind still screaming.
The tentacle in his mouth eases its probing and rests there, twining around his tongue and Mark lets out a low moan, tilting his back, barely registering the fourth tentacle sliding around his swollen engorged cock before ducking behind his balls, teasing his hole getting it slick and wet, positively dripping with tentacle lube.
A groan escapes Mark's mouth as the tentacle slips into his ass, thrusting slowly in and out and Mark's hips buck involuntarily, the movement forcing the tentacle deeper into him.
Good boy. Taking all of me in his tight wet holes. Oh he just loves this doesn't he.
Mark whimpers around the tentacle in his mouth, attempting to move away but a fifth slippery deep green appendage holds him down, wrapping around his shoulders and the back of his head. You enjoy this treatment don't you. Enjoy feeling me back there.
The tentacle around his cock is moving faster and faster and Mark lets out a loud groan, spurting white hot come over the tentacles around his legs and the brunet slumps down in Othakigg's hold and there's a loud slurping sound and the tentacles leave Mark's various orifices.
Othakigg hums happily. Best. Greeting. Ever.
So one of the recent episodes gave me scat cravings. With Mark bottoming. To like all the demons. Like some kind of scat orgy.
It was kinda hot and I'm not even that into scat [I prefer liquid waste].
Mark flops onto the couch, instantly curling himself against Randall, the zombie's bulk comforting if cold.
Randall glances at him and wraps an arm around the brunet, nestling him closer as he continues watching TV and he waits.
"We had a Bunyip come in today. Lachlan his name is. He-" Mark swallows, pressing closer to Randall before continuing. "He ate Doug. Swallowed him up whole. We-we managed to get him out but he'll never be the same."
and um some Randall h/c. because you know he'd be all whiny and demanding if he had a cold.
and maybe some consensual tentacle sex regarding the new episode.
yesss.
"Randall I thought we agreed to not let you near those leaves again."
Randall laughs, sliding a tentacle up Mark's thigh, the appendage leaving a green trail of smile. "I don't think so, pumpkin. Now hush, I want to have sex with you. Squeak if you agree."
Mark squeaks and glares at him as another tentacle slithers against his crack. "Randall!"
"Oh hush, baby. You love it when I get naughty." The tentacle eases its way in, oozing a green sludge and then eases back out and Mark moans.
Randall hums happily as he drizzles garlic butter all over Mark's body.
"Oh man, you're gonna be delicious." He drools a little, rubbing the butter in.
"Randall, I'm not so sure you should be eating all of that butter. Just think of your cholesterol."
"Shut up, Mark. Or I'll shove an apple in your mouth."
"Filthy little slut"
nooooooo it's a break-up episode
win him back Randall! Win. Him. Back!
"Randall and I kinda broke up" D'awwwww, Mark.
Go get him back Mark! fuck the mummy [not literally].
"That is exactly what my ass needs." Yes it is Mark. :D