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1. In Every Possible Way [PODFIC] by Illuminescence for rottenapplemil

   Fandoms: Taskmaster (UK TV) RPF  

   • Explicit
   • No Archive Warnings Apply
   • M/M
   • Complete Work

   25 Oct 2023

   Tags

   • No Archive Warnings Apply
   • Greg Davies/Alex Horne
   • Greg Davies
   • Alex Horne (British Comedy RPF)
   • Podfic & Podficced Works
   • Podfic
   • Podfic Length: 1-1.5 Hours
   • monster!Greg
   • LAH!Alex
   • Canon Universe
   • Dubious Consent
   • slugs - Freeform
   • Human/Monster Romance
   • monster under the bed
   • Dreams and Nightmares
   • Tentacles
   • Tentacle Sex
   • Tentacle Dick
   • So many tentacles
   • Consentacles
   • Dubious Consentacles
   • Most of the following should be prefixed with 'tentacle-'
   • Restraints
   • Sounding
   • cockbulge
   • Distension
   • Unrealistic Penis Size
   • Unrealistic Sex
   • Anal Sex
   • Oral Sex
   • Rimming
   • Injaculation
   • Dry Orgasm
   • Nipple Play
   • Suspension
   • Voice Kink
   • Begging
   • Biting
   • Swearing
   • The Coolest Piece of Furniture Ever
   • Alternate Universe

   Summary

   PODFIC (i.e. audio reading) of the fic "In Every Possible Way". Female, Scottish-accented, reader.
   Little Alex Horne has spent a long, but satisfying, day serving his hero/dad/boss/owner, Lord Greg Davies at the Taskmaster house, but now it’s time for him to slink off to the caravan to sleep. Surely nothing has happened during the day that will weigh on his mind as he lies there, desperately lonely for His touch.

   He panics – bucking and pushing with all his might – every instinct screaming through his blood. Fight! Flee! Fucking do something! But his every thrash is countered – pinning his other hand, his hips, his ankles. He smears his own face against the wall, his last outlet, when suddenly he feels firm warmth press against his cheek. A soft cradling hand holding him – stopping him from hitting his head.
   And oh, He knows this touch.

   Language:

   English

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