The shell stays on during sex, also he likes it rough - I hope you don't mind! A picture I did last in 2024 for Bowser day, had artist's block so I didn't draw the pic I wanted to this year. 

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ALT Text: Bowser, A.K.A. The Koopa King, a reptilian turtle-like creature with fiery red hair and spiked belts on his arms, legs, and neck lies backwards on a bed, facing the viewer. His hands lightly grasp loose sheets as he hangs his head upside-down just above the floor. His legs are spread, pulling the loose sheets further down the bed, exposing his erect member. Smokey breath emerges from his open mouthed grin, super heated by his excitement - "Come... your ravenous king waits! Conquer me, and be rough, that is an order!" he declares, patiently awaiting your next move... 

El Presidente (Ose) was quite angry and jealous over his boyfriend, The Masked Marquis's (Andras) performance in the ring against The Jester (Daemon). Looks like The Marquis is in for a long, rough night, not that he minds - damn horny demons...

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ALT Text: Andras - A red owl man with a green head and wings, and a yellow beard, happy trail, and eyebrows wears a rather skimpy set of clothes. A white mask with a heart decal separated by a single black line, a blue, long sleeved frilled shirt that shows off his chest, and blue thigh highs with white, frilled dress shoes - leaving nothing to cover his rather erect member. 

His boyfriend, Ose - A cheetah man with blue eyes and an athletic build, wears an equally exposing outfit. A high collared suit cut to expose the wearer's chest, with a red tie resting on his bear chest and light white shirt sleeves underneath, as well as a pair of dress shoes with gaiters and socks - leaving nothing to cover the proud cheetah's member as it throbs in the air. 

After The Masked Marquis's (Andras) victory in his rematch with The Jester (Daemon), he returned to the locker rooms to remove his outfit and head to the showers; However, his boyfriend, El Presidente (Ose), was quite angry with The Marquis's performance during the rematch, and rather jealous of his willingness to let The Jester yank his pride in the ring, given the size of the audience. Seeking to punish the Marquis for his submissive display, El Presidente approached the unsuspecting bird, ready to conjure the same leash The Jester had during the match... 

Finally sat down and wrote some smut for some of my characters, about 5 pages worth. The story itself is on https://www.furaffinity.net/view/64203299/ cause it'd kind of bury the art on this page. But yeah, enjoy some "noble and his bodyguard" BDSM shenanigans...

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ALT Text:  Ios Bartholemew, a large, bulky owl man with yellow eyes, and black, blue and white patterned feathers leans against the wall of the Young Lord Ferron's dungeon, recently released from the iron shackles that restrained him.

Lord Ferron, a slender peacock birdman with wide hips, white feathers, and pale blue patterns on his tail that match his eyes, stands before him. He looks a bit worried, asking if he had hurt Ios during their intimate yet rough encounter. 

They hold hands as they come down from their excitement, the yield of their interaction on Lord Ferron's beak and feathers, as well as the dungeon floor...