Milk fic
The milk fic.
Milk , often remembered as The Milk Fic , is an infamous Panic! Over time, Milk has become known as a shockfic , although it was probably not originally intended as one. Summary: Ryan knows what he has to endure in order to get the reward. Brendon knows that he has to go slowly. The author provides the following warnings : Enema, choking, rimjob, BDSM relationship with previously established safewords.
Milk fic
Title: Milk. Pairing: Ryden. Rating: NC Summary: Ryan knows what he has to endure in order to get the reward. Brendon knows that he has to go slowly. Ryan was kneeling in the bathtub, a towel under his knees and another under his hands, his head turned as he craned his neck to watch Brendon working. The younger boy swirled the spoon around in the over-large bowl before tapping it against the rim and laying it on the counter. Brendon nodded again, reaching out to stroke Ryan's hair before standing back up and returning to the sink, where all of the equipment was spread out. The hook was already hanging from the shower curtain so Brendon could hang the bag as soon as it was full. It was the gentlest of their "darker" interludes. No name-calling or hair pulling or punishments for noises of pain. It hurt enough on it's own, was degrading enough on it's own, Brendon didn't need to add anything to that. Brendon felt a small tremor run through his body as he heard the soft moan coming from the bathtub, knew the other boy had just extracted the plug. He glanced up at the mirror, watching the boy set the glass plug on the edge of the tub next to the bottle of lubricant. Ryan picked up the bottle, desperate to fill himself as he opened it, dripping some of the lubricant onto his fingers and rubbing them.
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Ryan was kneeling in the bathtub, a towel under his knees and another under his hands, his head turned as he craned his neck to watch Brendon working. The younger boy swirled the spoon around in the over-large bowl before tapping it against the rim and laying it on the counter. Brendon nodded again, reaching out to stroke Ryan's hair before standing back up and returning to the sink, where all of the equipment was spread out. The hook was already hanging from the shower curtain so Brendon could hang the bag as soon as it was full. It was the gentlest of their "darker" interludes.
Milk fic
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The author provides the following warnings : Enema, choking, rimjob, BDSM relationship with previously established safewords. Ian whimpered, nodding, wondering if he d be able to walk properly the next day. He was only a few seconds over when the flow stop and Anthony planted a kiss to the small of Ian s back. Anthony bent over next to the tub so Ian could s lowly dip two fingers into the bowl, nodding once. Log in Sign Up. It was a low moan, soft, but a moan nonetheless, and Anthony smiled at the sound. The Empty Lot From Everand. And then his fingers were poised, resting against his entrance before pressing in. Planet doctor From Everand. I love you, too, Ian. Anthony stood up, slowly, kissing Ian on the back of the neck before steppin g out of the tub. Navigation menu Personal tools Create account Log in. He felt the hand tighten in his hair slightly ked out. There was another minute or so, Anthony s fingers skimming over the curve of Ian s c heeks and the older boy trying not to lose anything, trying to keep his muscles tensed just enough. Don t lose anything, okay?
A semi-famous fan fiction written about Panic! The fic has made it's name as being one of the most disturbing fanfictions written the bandom.
Where stories live. Anthony s fingers slid up Ian's back until they were twisted, gently, in his hair. I can," Ryan said. It was the gentlest of their darker interludes. Anthony smiled, letting Ian wonder if he was going to have to hold it, have to w ait, have to worry if he could. It hurt, tensing up along with the dull ache in his abdomen. Ian s head nodded a fraction of an inch, his breathing already labored. I am well aware that the "milking" tag is quite populous in the Hannibalfic world. His Brother's Dowry From Everand. Click here for related articles on Fanlore. He wasn t suppos ed to ask how much, but he was desperate to know. The hook was already hanging from the shower curtain so Anthony could hang the bag as soon a s it was full.
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