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17. Crotchsniff
Enjoying the big sniffff 👃

This shouldn't have happen from the very beginning. . .

But raccoon's just can't help but be curious about the chance of his cock hole to be permagaped too—

The belly jiggle 😃

Is Harry a good boy? 🤔 (alt)

Sketch art for bsky.app/profile/burk-shepherd.bsky.social

after a winning game, The best player seals victory with a pour, raw, unfiltered and glorious celebration with Coach

Featuring~
@probablyamarten.bsky.social (Coach)
@probablyapossum.bsky.social (MVP)

GOT A FLARKIN' BOY KISSER OVER HERE!

🎨 @concosivenert.bsky.social

Quick drawing of the 🦝🍑

#furryartwork #RocketRaccoon #MarvelRivalsFanArt

- How do you feel about my new accessory?

For lovely @keliff.bsky.social!

Huff. . . Right here, right now ?

Frisky bastard. . .

Leaning into the touch, rubbing his face before grabbing hold of Kaito's shoulders. It's clear he's stiffening and straining down the leg if those dusty jeans; feel the way his thick veins pulse. . .

What if that's EXACTLY what he wants.

He bets you won't do it, pup.~

. . .

Re-readjusts himself. Oh noooooo.

That's a lot of spunk.

~for @mountaindrew.bsky.social

#furryart #yiff

. . .

Adjusts himself.-

“Load, pls…”

Pfff. . .

He sees you starin' at that bulge of his.

Shit, bet ?

Raccoon appreciation day ?

Shit, he's down for that. Y'all should show him some, ehem, appreciation. ~

Sam doodle 2
guess they have more plan for the big pup...

💁🏻‍♀️

— ❛ I thought that's what ya liked about me. ~ ❜

He LOVES a bit of danger, you know. Hard day's work and cologne on his neck, his own ringed tail flicking about behind him. That's one pleased raccoon. . .

— ❛ Well, one of them, at least. ~ ❜

. . .

Shit, don't gotta tell him twice.

G R O P E. -

Drunk- and NOT off him ?

He's hurt, Sammi. </3

-> reward at the end of his queer-coded rainbow.

— ❛ Snrk-- mnffuck. . . not bad, not. . . bad.~ ❜

Subtle bucking of his knees, belt buckle jingling with each movement. From the darker spot starting to spill preseed from the fabric, he /likes/ this kind of teasing. . . ~

Subtle texture makes it all the more fun; just don't try to pull the ol' sandpaper polish on him and he'll be all set.

Tennessee's legs buckle subtly, dark bush of potent masculinity hanging under his flamboyant button-up; a treasure trail guiding eyes, fingers, nose and maw towards the ->

It better be smooth- last time he was with a cat, he practically had rug burns on his foreskin for WEEKS.

Head rocks up just enough to better expose the sandy shadow of cowboy along his jawline; a seemingly permanent 5'oclock stubble, all as that sweet, airy accent allows itself to moan a drawl.

Suppose that's the sheer energy of a man like Tennessee-- everyone in his family has a vice ? His cardinal sin- not being able to keep it in his pants.

It's nice on days like this, though.

Cold nose teases the thin cloth beneath his hefty pair, bead of pre already bubbling a spotty stain.

Pure, potent protein- a thick steam that'd make even the most pious of priests drool and palm themselves in a state of frenzied lust.

What can Tennessee say, he's a stud amongst studs. . .

Another sway of the tail as rough, gloved hand reaches down - stroking the feline along cheekbones.

Lucky for him, Coopers possess an uncanny mastery of the art of teasing- would it be odd to say a /raccoon/ enjoys cat and mouse games ? Biting into his chapped lower lip, resting heft of his bulge right atop the other's snout.

Balancing himself atop the bridge, making clear he's taking it slow.