Helloπ!
Time to drop a brand-new, filthy-ass illustration, a kind of mini-epilogue to "Showing Beast Whoβs Boss." And no β Beast Boy didnβt slow down. If anything, he doubled down.
Garβs hole is open for business. Day in, day out, he spreads wide for any and every frat bro who wants a turn. No limits, no breaks β just a hungry, eager bottom taking cock like itβs his lifeβs purpose. He gets railed, filled, wrecked β and he fucking lives for it. This isnβt submission, itβs devotion. Itβs identity.
But no matter how many loads he takes, how many dicks he swallows, he always comes back to one man: Nightcrawler. His anchor. His partner. His lover.
Kurtβs the only one who truly owns his heart β and yeah, his ass too. After all the gangbangs, the back-to-back breeding sessions, Gar ends up in his arms, stretched, dripping, fucked out β but safe. Loved. Home.
This piece captures that moment in-between: hole still loose and leaking, body used, but eyes locked on the one he chooses. Heβll let the whole world fuck him, but itβs only Kurt who makes him feel whole.
Ozymandias Finch
2025-05-22 23:30:29 +0000 UTCArtemis LA
2025-05-22 16:53:25 +0000 UTC