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"Ah!"

"What was that?"

"N...nothing..."

"Relax, don't be so jumpy."

"Noel its been too long..."

"Shh now, the kids aren't here at my place are they?"

"No...but..."

"And Julia is safe at home. You don't need to worry about anything interrupting."

"T..."

It was hard for Julian to concentrate considering the blowjob being administered by his lover.

"...true."

What he did not wish to reveal was the embarrassing fact that he was getting turned on by them both cheating on their women. Technically cheating, but not in their hearts.

"Mmphf..."

They had always remained together at least by a heartstring between them.

"Oh God!"

There was very rare opportunities now since they 'broke up' to continue where they left off. It was already near impossible to have this event, at 2 in the morning, on his birthday already.

"You wanted to be tied up, remember? Stop protesting or I'll have to get naughty."

Their careers had moved in further directions and conversations last year not so heartfelt. But even they knew they would never leave each other after sharing so many intimate, secret years.

"I haven't touched you in ages!"

Now it just got even more secretive.

"It makes you harder."

"Does not." Julian blushed.

With a big birthday kiss Noel clambered up and stuffed a gag in his lover's mouth.

"Just relax."
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Pairing: The Hitcher/Vince Noir
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: The Mighty Boosh
Kinks: Feminization/sissification, cross-dressing, BDSM, spanking, obedience training, flagallation, D/s
WARNINGS:
This fic is VERY uncanon, that is to canon purists, so you'd better run
now if you're not looking to read pure evil fetish smut.

Also
Vince identifies here with the female gender role. The Hitcher
manipulates that into a very sexist, uncorrect vision to confuse and
destroy Vince's mind with a very large lie of what he probably doesn't
really like being much.
There will also be numerous bad-words of the female-derogatory type.
This fic is essentially a sequel to He's a Good Lass which you can read both chapters conviently in one link location!
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Final part of chapter 1. Actual sex.

“Oy?” The
Hitcher ran his hands over the loops and laces of the dress, down the
quivering belly of his primped petunia. “You're givin' me
permission?”


Vince was about to
say something but his mouth uttered a squeak; the light fingertips
were actually tickling him a little from the tightness of the dress
around him, on their way down to fluff up the petticoats...


“You want Uncle
Hitcha to let you release?” Smiling his hand dug into the fabric of
the underthings. Vince yipped again from the sensations of it moving
around gently stimulating his erection, almost shaking his head no.


“You've
h-humiliated me. Done h-horrible...t-things to me. I...”


The hand found his
thigh half-spread. It kneaded the flesh, a thumb running up his hip
bone.


“Go on kitten.”
Purring The Hitcher was soaking it up. Vince knew he was, he saw his
face, he felt the heavy-petting so close, so near to his weakness.


I can't hide it
any longer. I can't. God...God...


“...I'm
n-not going to fight like t-this anymore.”


Too much.


The Hitcher
purred like a giant mangy cat. With a mouse in its mouth.


“...” Vince
couldn't finish.


“You're gonna be
a good girl fer me, doll?” Choking Vince jerked and flared up; The
Hitcher strayed his finger just lightly so at his tip. Teasing.


“Guh! Unghg!
B-but...!” There was still that rebellious streak letting him know
this was all wrong; that he shouldn't want this abuse. That he
shouldn't enjoy such degradation, such sweet torment and illicit
pleasure in a dumb little dress.


“Don't be coy.”


He gave him a
squeeze, ending Vince's sanity.


“Just say 'yes',
ma'am.”


Yes.”


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Pairing: The Hitcher/Vince Noir
Rating: NC-17
Fandom: The Mighty Boosh
Kinks: Feminization/sissification, cross-dressing, BDSM, spanking, obedience training, flagallation, D/s
WARNINGS: This fic is VERY uncanon, that is to canon purists, so you'd better run now if you're not looking to read pure evil fetish smut.
Also Vince identifies here with the female gender role. The Hitcher manipulates that into a very sexist, uncorrect vision to confuse and destroy Vince's mind with a very large lie of what he probably doesn't really like being much.
There will also be numerous bad-words of the female-derogatory type.
This fic is essentially a sequel to He's a Good Lass which you can read both chapters conviently in one link location!
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Now we begin part 2 of chapter one. Things get a little...um...warmer in here. This is the section with spanking, whipping and obedience training.

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The first thingthat hit him were hands. They grappled him all over, shoving him against the high back of the red chair. Then his legs were off the ground because he was pushed up and high into the chair, kicking out
his legs as the other man moved in. Another second later came the mouth. The hot, wet, dirty mouth right into his neck. Growling The Hitcher nuzzled in and latched on teeth and all right where neck meets shoulder. His body was crushing the squirming and surprised Vince who just let out a scream. It was a hollar, a sound like
'help!' but yet not, a gurgle of shock in his throat afterwards and from the tongue pressing his esophagus. Grasping and pushing soon Vince started to beat on the man's back in vain. Vince twisted wildly to try to get out, get away, all words that would describe 'escape' but the old man was far stronger than he looked; Vince knew he was  strong, which made his heart hammer even louder.


This happened before. Vince thought. Its going to happen again.


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Current Mood:
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Pairing: The Hitcher/Vince Noir
Rating: NC-17
Fandom:
The Mighty Boosh
Kinks: Feminization/sissification, cross-dressing, BDSM, spanking, obedience training, flagallation, D/s
WARNINGS: This fic is VERY uncanon, that is to canon purists, so you'd better run now if you're not looking to read pure evil fetish smut.

Also Vince identifies here with the female gender role. The Hitcher manipulates that into a very sexist, uncorrect vision to confuse and destroy Vince's mind with a very large lie of what he probably doesn't really like being much.

There will also be numerous bad-words of the female-derogatory type.

This fic is essentially a sequel to He's a Good Lass which you can read both chapters conviently in one link location!

And now, onwards to this....very intense fanfic. Chapter one, part one before we get into the meat and potatoes.

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When Vince awoke, he thought he'd be in his bed like usual. Breathing like usual.
But instead the gag in his mouth was making it hard to, at the moment, to take in enough air to calm down.
He was tied to a chair, straight up now that he was looking around. Muffling his surprise he saw he was in a sort of room; a demented, spooky themed bedroom. There was a cracked mirror across from him at a dusty vanity where he saw what he looked like. That was even scarier.
Now he stared at what he could see of himself: wearing a purple and white, flouncy girly dress. He must have been dressed while he was sleeping. Squirming in the rope around him and his wrists and legs it didn't help the situation. Looking down at his bare feet he tried to relax, tried to calm down. Tried to think where he was and why he was in a little dress.

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Welp kids, its time again

Today's posts include animal-like versions of Noel Fiedling, Chris Corner, and Eric McNally of Foxy Shazam plus Hitcher/Tony, sounding, and my obsessivecompulsive for a new artist friend ooohyeahthatpleasesme.

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Missed me? You probably didn't.
I'm back with fanart of the epic Stockholm Syndrome, portrait of Chris Corner and Noel Fielding as a birdanimalman thing

This isn't that good but, I tried. Pip Valentine of the acclaimed book-length 3 part series of, well, doesn't even seem like a fanfic anymore. Based on Noel and Julian's appearance in the Mint Royale music video Blue.
That fanfic actually made me feel very sad and emotional. It was so...engrossing. Never read a plot like it.

Lindsay, as I imagined him.

It's everyone's favorite, Noel Fielding!

My first drawing of Chris Corner, er...

Ahh, the tour de force! yesssss

That's all for now, see ya'll later!
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Here are again with:
Hitcher/Vince and other assorted OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL and IT Crowd fanart!

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relaxed relaxed
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Pairing: Noelian
Rating: NC-17
Kink: hair fetishim.
Summary: Julian admits to Noel how much he really wants to fuck Noel's head...in a different way.

Inspired by this image.



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Today we have some
Vince/Noel
Some Hitcher/Vince
Rule 63
And kawaii desu chansama!

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This is a special edition. This is about the AU story I...will never write.

Basically Noel Fielding is a magical space-rabbit-ram-lgged alien from Xooberon, a real planet. But, being the spiteful princess he is (he's a female of his species) he runs off from the safe introverted society. Meanwhile the enemy of their nation the neighboring planet of the Co'kneies takes advantige of this, led by the ruthless space-empire leader Lord Hitch'na. However Noel recieves aid on his journey towards Earth by the son of Zeus Julian Barratt, who is half-God and the Grand Vizier of planet Jupiter. They bond on earth after he saves him, and they become lovers and comedy partners. Eventually The Boosh is made that parodies their lives in the hidden world of alien and magic politics.

During their secret lives together Noel is given a human form, what we know of his today, by two members of the Intergalatic Space Laywers Rich Fulcher and Matt Berry who operate on aiding his royal magical-ness. Since besides the Hitch'na, there are others who would seek to posess Noel because of the magical properties of his mirrorball milk from his teats, and Sunflash the rouge half-god son of Apollo who has an infatuation with him. Now the space lawyers as yet can't legally force young Noel back home to his parents, and Rich and Matt have taken a fondness for him. They altered the memories of the entire family of Fieldings and related so that they have always thought that Noel was their eldest. Naboo is training to be a shaman by the REAL Shaman council, which is in eternal battle with the Evil Space Sorcerors who also wish for Noel's magical properties.

Noel also had a fling with Chris Corner, another space-rabbit, the male of his species. Males are distinguished by their owl-faces.

So, let the pictures begin!

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