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koolades-world · 1 year
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Exclusive Mc Privileges
Lucifer
Getting to wear his big coats and gloves when you’re cold or whenever you feel like it
Interrupting him working with no consequences no matter how silly the reason
Waking him up first thing in the morning like a kid on Christmas
Telling him how attractive he is when he’s mad
Helping him grooms his wings
Taking as many silly pictures together as they want as long as they don’t share them with anyone
Borrowing his pens
Helping yourself to his record collection
Staying out late
Comforting him in the middle of the night when he wakes up with a nightmare
Mammon
Being his passenger princess
Treating him like a princess whenever he feels inadequate
Borrowing his sunglasses at any time
Keeping him company when Lucifer hangs him upside down
Taking the blame for anything bad you did even if it means losing money
Driving his car
Using his money
Calling him you first and cutest demon
Dressing in matching outfits even if they are bright pink
Levi
Joining him to any and all conventions
Making cosplays with him
Borrowing anything from his manga collection
Touching or seeing his tail in a domestic setting since he’s insecure about
Polishing his scales for him before parties!
Feeding him while he’s gaming
Letting you play any game you want on game nights together
Doing his makeup whenever you feel like it
Caring for Henry
Satan
Organizing his books
Sharing his tea collection with him
Baking cookies together from his favorite book series
Going to exclusive events as his partner
Using his influence to get you whatever you want
Spending late night reading time with him
Going on morning walks with him
Scrubbing his hair in the shower <3
Borrowing his notes from class if you were sick or just forgot to take some that day
Asmo
Sharing his morning routine with him since he wants you to look fabulous too
Getting lots of gifts from him since everything he sees reminds him of you
Borrowing anything you want in his closet
Using his Devilgram
Matching jewelry!
Making jewelry together to have it matching which is better than buying it
Attending meet and greet events with him as moral and emotional support
Him cooking cute recipes he found online for you
Being his personal model for new looks
Beel
Cooking for and with him
Stopping him from eating the ingredients while cooking
Picking out his change of clothes after the gym
Going on dates to new restaurants
Stealing his shirts to fashion into outfits or lounging around in
Piggy back rides!
Flexing his arms for you so you can touch them
Admiring his wings
Teaching you everything he knows about various Devildom dishes
Belphie
Sleepy kisses :)
Hiding in the attic to get away for a while and nap
Pillow shopping together
Going camping in the middle of nowhere to admire the stars and each others company
Sneaking off together at parties
Karaoke together since he knows how much you love his voice
Attempting to wake each other up but falling back asleep together each time
Surprising you at RAD with random gifts of flowers
Making cupcakes together and ending in a flour war
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marsnovaa · 5 months
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Can you make a piece doing JJK boys being clingy with their girlfriends/partners (not sure which you write for!) and if you don’t want to do all the JJK boys maybe Choso or Inumaki? Thank you :))
Notes: Yes! I do not write for Yuta (and maybe a few others I'm forgetting), but I had a lot of fun writing this! This is my first time writing for a few of these characters so i apologize if they are out of character or not as good as the others ! also, i love the art you did of choso with his hair down a bit ago hehe ! (Requests are open)
Warnings: A lot of waist grabbing, slightly suggestive with Toji
Features: Gojo, Geto, Toji, Nanami, Choso, Yuji, Megumi, and Toge
JJK boys being clingy with you ₊˚⊹♡
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Gojo
He's unafraid of displaying his clinginess, making it impossible to escape his touch in public or his incessant text messages. He always keeps a firm grip on your hand and has his arm securely around you. He reminded you of a puppy. He finds it difficult to communicate his emotions, particularly when he needs reassurance. However, as time goes by, you have become familiar with his gestures and discovered that his favorite way to seek comfort is by resting his head on your lap.
You find yourself now reclining on the couch, seeking solace after a heated argument. It was an unnecessary clash, and you wisely decided to distance yourself before uttering regrettable words. Suddenly, you hear the faint sound of Satoru's door creaking open, causing your gaze to fixate on the hallway, anticipating his emergence.
He had the appearance of a dog caught in the act, being confronted by their owner for their misbehavior.
Nervously, he made his way to the couch, anxiously settling into his seat. The fear of provoking a negative reaction from you lingered, making it difficult for him to relax.
While you were engrossed in your movie, you paid no attention to his gradual approach. This was a recurring pattern after your disputes. He would hover nearby, edging closer little by little. It was his unique method of expressing remorse and attempting to reconcile with you. Though it irritated you, it undeniably proved effective, for it was impossible to remain angry with him forever.
"Come here," you said with a dramatic sigh, invitingly patting your lap.
His face filled with joy, and without hesitation, he rested his head on your lap. Gently, you caressed his hair, soothing his scalp with a delicate massage. Occasionally, your hand rested on the side of his face, your thumb moving in a slow, comforting motion, tracing his cheek.
Geto
Suguru has a subtle way of showing his affection, preferring to express his clinginess in private. However, even in public, he can't help but steal glances at you or lightly brush his hand against yours as he passes by. Although he's not much of a texter, Suguru is fond of calling instead. So, when you're out and your phone unexpectedly rings, you can't help but be startled, but deep down, you already know it's him eagerly calling to inquire about your whereabouts and when you'll be returning.
A few minutes ago, he sent you a text instructing you to come to his room. You gently opened the door and stole a glance inside, catching sight of your partner in a state of complete relaxation, comfortably dressed in casual attire.
Timidly, you entered the room, gently closing the door behind you. With cautious steps, you approached his bed and slipped in beside him. He was dressed in a casual combination of a loose white shirt and black sweatpants. A cozy blanket covered him, and he promptly enveloped you in its warmth as soon as you lay down beside him.
His arm instinctively wrapped around your waist, drawing you closer to him. He planted tender kisses on your forehead and the top of your head, serenading you with sweet words. Your cheeks blushed, and you sought solace by burying your face in his embrace.
"Why are you so nervous? We've been together for months, yet you still seem so bashful around me, my love," he whispered gently, as his finger delicately brushed against your chin, tilting it upwards to meet his gaze.
"I'm not sure," you replied, offering a shy smile.
Your dopey smile was captivating to him. He adored seeing that smile, and it compelled him to draw nearer, pressing his lips against yours in a passionate kiss that made you feel as though you were melting away.
Toji
You've never encountered anyone as possessive as him. He shoots fierce glances at anyone who dares to cast a glance your way, and he constantly craves your affection, demanding kisses on a regular basis. Your neck is almost always adorned with his passionate marks, and no matter how many times you protest, he effortlessly silences you with a tender kiss.
"I'm home!" you exclaimed, shutting the door behind you. Initially, Toji was just renting a room in your house, but after you two became a couple, he became a permanent member of the household and no longer pays rent. As a result, you find yourself working more than ever before.
Toji loomed in the entrance, arms folded across his chest, his gaze drifting up and down your silhouette. The hunger in his eyes was a constant presence, causing you to squirm uneasily and your face to redden.
"Hey, have you eaten yet?" you asked softly as you brushed past him and made your way into the living room, which was adjacent to the kitchen.
"I did," he replied, firmly grasping your waist with his large hands.
You despised it when he behaved in such a way, yet you found yourself unable to break free from his hold. He forcefully drew you towards him until your back was tightly pressed against his figure. Without delay, he began to passionately kiss your neck. With each delicate touch of his lips against your flesh, an irresistible sensation of ticklishness arose, causing you to instinctively wriggle and yearn to distance yourself from him.
"Why are you always trying to distance yourself from me, baby?" he murmured softly into your ear.
"Toji, I've just arrived home after a long day of work, and the moment I step in the door, you're already all over me," you complained, gently removing his hands from you.
"I can't resist, you're absolutely stunning," he said with a smirk, trailing along as you settled on the couch.
Your moment of relaxation was abruptly interrupted as he forcefully pulled you onto his lap. You let out a groan of annoyance, reflexively wrapping your hands around his neck. However, he swiftly silenced you by passionately kissing you. At that moment, you realized that you couldn't complain any longer, as deep down, you relished in his neediness and his constant desire for your attention. Despite your fatigue, you couldn't help but feel elated that Toji truly wanted you and treated you with love and care.
His lips left a trail of passionate kisses down your neck, and your fingers became intertwined in the strands of his hair.
Choso
Choso is similar to a toddler that constantly follows you, tightly holding onto a piece of fabric from your clothes. He is tender and endearing, but also fears that his clinginess might bother you, causing him to frequently withdraw.
That only induces worry, and when you attempt to address the issue with him, his face turns as crimson as a ripe tomato, while he stumbles over his words and fabricates feeble excuses.
You found yourself in a quaint clothing store, browsing for new tops to replace the ones that suffered damage during your daring missions. Among the selection, you carefully lifted a vibrant, long-sleeved red shirt, unsure yet intrigued about whether it would suit your taste.
Choso was standing right behind you, his hand tightly clutching your shirt as he observed other shoppers. He was pleasantly surprised when you swiftly spun around to meet his gaze, a faint smile adorning your lips.
"What are your thoughts on this? Personally, I find it slightly too snug for my taste..." you lifted the top, examining it, before pressing it against your body.
"It's absolutely beautiful. You would look absolutely breathtaking wearing it," he boldly responded, shamelessly admiring you while he had the opportunity.
Blushing, you quickly tossed the top into your small basket and eagerly took hold of his hand, guiding him towards the checkout counter.
Nanami
At first, he didn't strike you as the clingy type. However, you were taken aback when he tiredly entered the house, removed his shoes, loosened his tie, and half-unbuttoned his shirt before collapsing on the couch next to you. His arm instinctively wrapped around your neck, drawing you close to him. Surprisingly, this became his routine every time he arrived home, and he would frequently message you during the day to ensure your well-being.
As he assured you he would be home soon, you decided to take charge of dinner preparations. Your utmost concern was to provide him with nourishing meals, especially after his demanding missions.
As you hear the door open and then close, your heart quickens in anticipation. Nanami enters the kitchen, his powerful arms wrapping around your waist, enveloping you in his embrace.
"Welcome home," you cheerfully greeted, spinning around and embracing him with your arms wrapped around his neck.
“Dinner smells good. How was your day?” he asked, his touch light but possessive as he held onto your waist.
"It was great! Tiring, but certainly nothing I couldn't handle. And how about you?" you said, flashing him a sweet smile.
"Same as always," he murmured, leaning down to gently kiss your nose. "Shall we eat?"
With a nod, you reach for two plates. Artfully arranging the food on each plate, you then make your way to the living room where Nanami awaits. Handing him his plate, you leisurely settle on the other end of the couch, playfully kicking your feet up and gently placing your legs across his lap.
You sat together in silence, savoring each other's company, a familiar ritual between you both.
Nanami was the first to finish his meal. He leaned forward, gently placing his empty plate on the small coffee table in front of the couch. Suddenly, you were surprised when you felt his large hands begin to massage your tired feet, a rare gesture from him. Without a word of complaint, you carried on enjoying your food. He was a true gentleman, always putting your happiness and well-being before his own.
After you had finished your meal and tidied up the kitchen, Nanami gently took your hand, guiding you towards the bedroom. There, he warmly embraced you as you two laid down, allowing your head to rest upon his chest, as you listened to the rhythmic beat of his heart. With his thumb, he tenderly traced circles upon your back, soothing you until both of you peacefully drifted into slumber.
Yuji
He is incredibly affectionate and caring, but he tends to be overly attached. His greatest concern is not being by your side if something were to happen to you. He consistently stays by your side, whether it is for a leisurely stroll, a shopping trip, or an important errand.
Sometimes he may be unable to accompany you, no matter how much he desires to. However, he reaches out to you, timidly requesting that you remain on the call until your return, providing him reassurance that everything is alright.
"Yuji, you do realize that I can simply text you, right?" you playfully chuckled over the phone as you disembarked from the train.
"I know, but if you don't reply to my texts, I'm left wondering what might have happened!" he complained from the other side.
You let out a contented sigh and shook your head playfully, all while sporting a contagious smile. To top it off, you were cozying up in one of his cherished hoodies. Your collection of his hoodies was a testament to their irresistibly soft and snug nature - an indulgence you simply couldn't resist.
"Do you know how incredibly adorable you are?" you asked, strolling along a bustling sidewalk towards your destination.
“I’m glad you think so. I love you y/n.” he said in a hushed tone, conscious of his surroundings and not wanting them to eavesdrop on this intimate moment.
"I love you too," you replied, giggling. You could imagine the slight blush he must have had, which made you giggle even more.
Megumi
Megumi may not be the touchy-feely type or a master of verbal expressions, but his constant stream of text messages makes up for it. Your phone is always abuzz with his messages, making sure you're always connected.
As you felt a vibration coming from your pocket, you instinctively retrieved your phone to see the latest message from Megumi.
M <3: 
Where are you? I miss you.
You:
Im just at the store megs. Ill be back soon :) 
M <;3:
Hurry up, the beds getting cold without you.
You couldn't help but let out a chuckle as you slid your phone back into your pocket. Afterward, you swiftly grabbed a handful of snacks from the shelf before making your way to the checkout counter. It's funny how Megumi reveals his need for attention only when you two are alone, and it seems like a significant portion of your time together is spent with him dozing off on your lap.
As soon as you finished paying for the snacks, you rushed back to his room. As you entered, his arms immediately wrapped around your neck, pulling you into a warm and affectionate embrace.
"Hey, Megumi. Hold on a sec, I need to take off my shoes." You chuckled, unable to reciprocate his embrace because of the bags you were holding.
Murmuring something softly, he backed away, allowing you the opportunity to remove your shoes. You carefully set the bags of snacks on his desk, and as soon as they were no longer in your grasp, he eagerly guided you towards his bed. With a playful roll of your eyes, you climbed into the bed, and settled in comfortably while he positioned himself on top of you.
With his head nestled on your chest, he closed his eyes tenderly. You sensed his entire body surrendering to relaxation, as his breath gently steadied, while your fingers lovingly became entwined in his soft hair.
Toge
You adore him with all your heart, but unfortunately, you cannot spare hours in his room, indulging in YouTube together. Due to his cursed speech, it makes it hard to communicate between the two of you, but the more time you spent with him, you began to understand when he spoke in rice ball ingredients. He demonstrates his attachment by sending you text messages at completely unpredictable times, requesting your presence in his dorm.
The very first time he did this, you truly relished the moments spent together, laughing at a few videos and snuggling on his bed.
You had just arrived back from a long mission when you received his message. Despite being tempted to decline, you couldn't resist. You found yourself drawn to his room, where darkness surrounded you, except for the soft radiance of a lamp and the flickering glow of the TV. He was seated on the bed, his relaxed shirt and comfortable pants giving him a casual appearance. His hair was disheveled, with a few strands sticking out, adding to his charm.
You greeted him in a tired manner, shuffling your feet as you approached and settled down on his bed. As you watched TV, he leaned his shoulder against yours, a comforting gesture that you had grown accustomed to. He always sought closeness with you, whether it was through your thighs touching, fingers gently brushing, or any other intimate connection. Your eyelids were heavy, and it was a challenge to concentrate on the video he turned on. Eventually, you kicked off your shoes and made yourself at ease in his comfortable bed. However, the moment your head touched the pillow, you succumbed to the peaceful depths of slumber.
It wasn't until after about 20 minutes that Toge realized you had fallen asleep. Swiftly, he turned off the television and tenderly covered you with a warm blanket, gently brushing away a few stray strands from your face. He planted a soft kiss on your cheek before snuggling up next to you, also succumbing to a peaceful nap.
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Types of kissers
Including: Armin, Jean, Eren, Reiner, Bertholdt, Erwin & Levi
Warnings: None, just fluff
Note: First fic of 2024, requests are open again :)
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Armin:
Shy kisser. Whenever you two share a kiss, even if it last only two seconds, he immediately turns into a blushing mess. But he is cute with those red cheeks and eyes avoiding yours. His favorite type of kisses are the cheek kiss. It's even better when you are complimenting him and leaves a cute little smack on his cheek, making him flinch softly and shiver. Yes, he is a baby but it's our baby Armin.
Jean:
Agressive kisser. Jean is very passionnate with kisses so be ready to literally get attacked with love and affection. Best place to kiss you? The lips of course. But when he kisses you, it's not just kissing because it's include licking and biting too. When he kisses you, he is in hunger for you so the kissing session can last a very long time and the only time he stops is when your lips are almost bleeding. Soreness in the jaw guaranteed after that!
Eren:
Possessive kisser. Listen, this man only has eyes for you and will never give you to somebody else. In his kisses, you can feel his need for you as he grips your face, his tongue forcing its way in your mouth. Yeah, you understood it, he is into french kissing at 100%. Other place he likes to kiss in public is your neck because he thinks it's a very intimate place to kiss and shows how comfortable you are together with PDA.
Reiner:
Needy kisser. Don't let you fool by this man's imposant frame because he is a fucking softie in the inside (yes I stand for softie Reiner). He can get all whiny just for a kiss and you just have to see how he pulls you by the shirt, trying to steal you a smooch. Reiner is the type of man who can spend hours in your arms as you pamper him with kisses and affection. He honestly does not care where you kiss him: lips, cheek, nose, forehead, neck, head... he just want the feeling of your soft lips on his skin.
Bertholdt:
Sneaky kisser. He is really teasing and playful with you when it comes to kisses and such. Probably gonna sneak behind you before pulling you into a tight hug and covers you with kisses as you let out a squeal of surprise. Favorite place to kiss? Definitely the forehead and lips. Of course if his partner is small (not a lot of people can match his height anyway) he will gladly grab you and lifts you up so you can finally match his height and share a normal kiss without him breaking his back and neck.
Erwin:
Passionnate kisser. Kisses are not meaningless for Erwin at all. For him, kissing is a true mark of love and care for someone. When you share one, he goes really slowly and passionnately, making sure that you can feel his love for you in it. His favorite kisses are the head and forehead ones as he does not have to bend down too much to touch them. Erwin finds it just fucking adorable when you get on your toes, trying desesperately to reach his lips for a kiss and bonus points if you tug slightly on his shirt to drag him down slightly.
Levi:
Moody kisser. Levi's kisses depends of his current mood. He can be very soft and taking his time to savor fully the kiss or he can turn into a wild beast and literally devours your mouth. Even if he will never assume it, Levi loves nose kisses because it is just so cute. Honestly he thinks that the best thing after work is to see your face and share a good kiss, all the love and affection he's been keeping for you finally setting free.
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tuhtofu · 9 months
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What about….
Childe who is obsessed with your smell. Wether that’s your perfume, deodorant, or your natural body odor. He would for example steal your perfume and pleasure himself to the smell of it. To the smell of you
a/n: I’ve been riding this train for as long as I’ve known Childe. I just feel like he fits perfectly into the filthy, obsessive masochistic loser trope... So I obviously got carried away writing this.
It’s one of Childe’s favorite not-so-guilty pleasures. He goes out of his way to follow you around town stealthily, writing down the items you buy from each store you visit.
He decides to go on his own special trip afterwards, focusing specifically on items that can replicate your presence, such as clothes, shampoos and body sprays.
There’s nothing wrong with admiring a friend in this way, he tries to convince himself. Nothing’s weird about… spraying your perfume or cologne on a shirt that looks just like yours.
And what’s so wrong about placing them on his pillow and sniffing them while he ruts his bare cock on his bed?
Childe likes to imagine he’s laying on your chest, humping the soft flesh of your thighs as you run your perfect fingers along his hair. He shuts his eyes tightly as he moans into the cloth, inhaling it like it’s his last source of oxygen as he thinks about how you’d degrade him with a teasing voice so seductive he could cum from it alone.
“Does my pathetic little pup feel good?” you’d ask, and he’d whine into his gag, nodding frantically as his teary eyes would look into your own.
Would you force him to stop just as he’s tapering over the edge? Perhaps you’d let him cum at first, only to command him to continue fucking into your plush thighs until he couldn’t think anymore… Fuck, it’s all too much for him to think about.
He loves letting his mind wander like this, mumbling self-degrading words into thin air as a reminder of just how much of a loser he is, all while he’s emptying his balls onto his bed, adding to the filthy cum stains already on it.
Now... What if Childe was your partner? Well, he would go crazy.
Convincing you to live with him wouldn’t be too hard, not when he has the funds to provide for the both of you. However, try as he might, he’s unable to keep his perversion undercover.
The thrill of having access to your laundry was like no other. No longer would he have to make do with those stupid items he went out of his way to acquire. He had your things, right in front of him! This wasn’t even comparable to the battles he’s fought in his lifetime.
The first time it happened, he waited for you to leave the house, before sprinting to the bathroom. There was not an ounce of shame to be found in his body, not when he was filled to the brim with adrenaline. He got on his knees and began to dig through your used laundry, finding the one thing he’d dreamt about for months; your underwear.
How long did you wear them for? What did you do while wearing them? Did you pleasure yourself in these? Fight with him? God, it doesn’t even matter, because the first whiff alone would make his eyes roll back into his skull, pants already too tight for comfort.
His desperation would only increase with time. Your underwear and shirts would slowly disappear from the pile of laundry, the reason, unbeknownst to you, being that he just couldn’t get enough of them.
Scurrying into the bedroom and leaving those precious items when you came home didn’t cut it anymore. Childe would start to bring them into his room, pulling all nighters just to abuse his poor cock, filling your underwear with load after load and drooling at the combination of scents.
Catching him was inevitable, but perhaps… it was what he wished for. Maybe the excruciating spanks you delivered to his bare ass as you gagged him with the underwear he came into was something he had already been dreaming of. It was supposed to be his punishment, but his worship for you only increased tenfold.
After a while, his perversion would grow on you. It was a little entertaining, to watch just how low he’d stoop for you, just how far his obsession went.
Childe promised that he would do anything if you indulged him. He’d be a slave to your word, a most devoted boyfriend to his perfect partner, and with that, you developed a new-found enjoyment in his filthy fantasies.
Your smell was his salvation. There was nothing more perfect than the musky body odor adorning you after a long workout, and nothing more pleasurable to Childe than taking in each and every ounce of you in that state.
The smell of your armpits, the delicious sweat on your body, and more importantly, your taste… It was nothing short of pure heaven.
His mouth craved nothing more than to clean each crevice, and to make sure that your cum was added to the beautiful mess Childe loved oh so much.
Wearing your underwear for multiple days in a row became a habit, all for the sake of watching Childe sniff them so pathetically, so desperately from the source, as his cock lay snug between your feet, rutting into the makeshift hole like a dog in heat.
For a harbinger, he didn’t have a lot of pride when it came to you, but why would he? The reality was that no matter what title accompanied him, in the end, he was nothing but your dog.
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angel1kisses · 7 days
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➷L.Heeseung Nsfw Alphabet
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(A/n) : Reminder that this is all fiction and just my headcanons , also if you're against Nsfw Posts , kindly scroll. It's quicker to just scroll and ignore instead of typing a comment or sending me a message in my in box <3
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➷A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex)
He'd gently clean you up and give you some of his clothes , specifically one of his boxer shorts as he knows it's more comfortable for you and either one of his shirts or hoodies, whatever you'd prefer at the moment. For him , Aftercare is more like making sure you're clean , fed and hydrated so he'd bring you something to drink and order take out or cook ramen for the two of you.
➷B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
On him , definitely his tongue and his hips. He loves how much pleasure he can bring you with just his tongue alone, leaving you shaking and crying out of pleasure. With his hips , he's precise with his hips movements (those hips don't lie) and he always hits the right spots inside you with how precise his hip movements are.
On you , it's your breasts and your stomach. Your breasts because he loves laying on them , playing with them, holding them and the way they bounce whenever he thrusts inside you. He loves your belly because of how soft it is , also one of his laying spots.
➷C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Like mentioned above , he loves your breasts and your stomach, those are also the places he'll cum on when he doesn't cum inside you. He loves "painting" pictures on your skin , using your breasts and stomach as a canvas. If he doesn't cum on those spots , it's inside you , either inside your pussy or mouth.
➷D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Before you two started dating and were only friends , he'd steal your used underwear and use it to jerk off with while fantasizing about you. He's a pervert but he'd never tell you that he used to do that, he feels a little bit embarrassed about it.
➷E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
I know that everyone thinks that he has some sexual experience , but let's be honest , he had no bitches. Yes , he had some girls here and there but he only has experience with kissing. Plus he's a gamer , as if he had the time to gain some sexual experience and considering how long he had been a trainee , nu uh.
➷F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Cowgirl , he loves having you on top of him. He can watch the way you fall apart on top of him before he takes over and he can see the way your breasts bounce. It also gives him an easy access to your breasts , be it with his mouth or his hands.
Missionary , another position that gives him easy access to your breasts and he has more control over you in this position. He sometimes even puts your legs over his shoulders to go even deeper.
➷G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He's only serious if he's mad but otherwise , he cracks a few jokes here and there but only if something embarrassing happened , like his cock slipping out of you or when his/your joints make a sound.
➷H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He doesn't shave , he only trims to keep it less messy and hygienic. He'll only completely shave if you ask him to.
➷I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Honestly , it depends what the situation is but when you're having soft sex , he'll compliment you left and right , leave kisses on your face and on your body. He'll take his time with you and take it slow.
➷J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
He jacks off a lot , maybe every second day of the week. He doesn't want to bother you all the time whenever he's horny so he'll just take care of it himself.
➷K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Body worship (giving). You're practically a goddess in his eyes , he can't help himself but worship your body. Like mentioned , he'd leave soft kisses on your skin and murmur soft compliments.
Marking/Scratching (Receiving). He loves it when you mark him up or scratch his back. You usually mark him in places that can be covered with clothes, something about the fact that only the two of you know it is so hot to him.
Consensual Filming. He loves recording the two of you fucking (only with your consent). When he's on tour , he'd spend his free time watching the videos to jerk off. His favorite one is when he had you on his lap in front of a mirror, fingers buried deep in your pussy , legs spread and shaking as he made you squirt with only his fingers.
Overstimulation and dacryphilia (giving).He loves the way you cry out of pleasure and sensitivity whenever he overstimulates you.
➷L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Honestly , his or your bedroom is his go to. He likes to keep it private as only he is allowed to see you like that , but he does occasionally fuck you on the couch in his dorm (only when the members are gone). Something about the risk of getting caught just turns him on , especially when he was feeling jealous.
➷M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Your whole existence , just having you breathe next to him gets him hard. Especially when you're sitting on his lap while he games , just wearing his clothes. What also gets him going is when you wear tops that show off your cleavage or when you press your chest against his chest/arm.
➷N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Threesomes , he doesn't like sharing and something about the thought of having someone else fuck or touch you while you're dating him just turns him off. You're supposed to be his , not someone else's
Piss play, just no.
Doing something you don't like. Your comfort is important to him , he doesn't want to overstep your boundaries so he'll always ask you in the middle of sex if you like what he's doing.
➷O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He doesn't have a preference, he likes both giving and receiving. He's really good with his tongue so he'll never leave you unsatisfied , he'll make sure you cum as often as you want.
➷P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Again , it depends on his mood and/or situation, but in most cases he's slow but rough or fast and rough. He likes the way you let out cries of pleasure when he's rough , he likes the way you cling onto him ,he likes the way you say "it's too much" yet you make no effort to say your safe word as it just feels too good.
➷Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He loves quickies but they don't happen often as he likes to take his time with you, but sometimes there is just not enough time. But he'll make sure to properly satisfy you when there's more time.
➷R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
He rarely takes risks but it needs a lot of convincing. If you beg enough , he'll give you what you want in a semi public place (if you happen to be in public). He prefers having sex with you in private and mostly when you're alone and not around the members.
➷S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He can go 1 round only to be honest but that one round lasts around 30-45 minutes. Give him some time and he's ready to go again. If you're still horny after said round , he'll pleasure and satisfy you in different ways.
➷T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
He himself owns a flesh light , he used to masturbate with it before the two of you started dating (and thought of you) but it's been kept hidden in a box since he doesn't need it anymore.
He loves using the vibrator you own on you , he has a Overstimulation Kink and would use it to overstimulate you. You just look so cute shaking and twitching whenever the vibrator touched your pretty clit.
➷U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Oh he's a major tease , not in (rarely) bed no unless you teased him as well and too much. He teases you during the day with simple acts like squeezing your inner thigh , whisper sinful words in your ear while you're around other people, poke his tongue against the inside of his cheek while looking at you. In bed , he teases you by rubbing the tip of his dick against your clit , occasionally dipping it inside your pussy a little just to hear you whine when he didn't slip inside.
➷V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
A soft moaner. Breathy , soft moans mixed with whimpers when he's close to cumming. He's not very loud , it's more breathy and it makes you squirm when his mouth is right next to your ear.
➷W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He never told you but he would love to try out anal sex.
➷X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
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➷Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
He has a high sex drive , he would bury himself inside you everyday if he could but he doesn't because he wants to give your pussy some rest before he completely rearranges your guts again.
➷Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Depends on how tired/exhausted he was on the day. In most cases , he'll go to sleep after the aftercare but sometimes, he'll stay inside you and just cuddles you before falling asleep after laying there for 10 minutes.
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infinity-tiny · 13 days
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Very random and very sleepy thought, but I am thinking the difference between grouping, smacking, and biting with skz. Be wary of spelling errors this is not beta read.
afab reader!! also please have conversations about boundaries with your partner before smacking, biting, or groping them. consent is important and although not explicitly stated in these hcs, consent is present!
cw: 🔞 content below the cut, proceed with caution. biting, groping, smacking the good stuff. unprotected, cumming inside, and oral (m and f receiving). messing around in public (kind of, thought i should still warn though). it’s all fun and games, promise.
Team groping:
Changbin is so sweet and so good for you. He is super respectful about when and how he touches you. But sometimes when it’s just the two of you, he lets his hands wander. You’ll be doing something mundane, looking for something in the cabinets of your kitchen, it doesn’t really matter. He’s so enamored that he sees your lifted arms and makes himself a place behind you to capture your waist in a warm embrace.
Soothing his hands up and down, rubbing his thumbs in slow circles. He finds himself squeezing gently at the softness on your hips, and then he’s gotta readjust his grip to get a good handful of whatever will fit in his palms. His head is on your shoulder and he’s peacefully zoned tf out until you reach behind him to grope back at his ass. He cackles and pats your sides softly before letting go, a little embarrassed to have gotten so caught up in you.
You’ll have to reassure him it’s okay to touch like that because he doesn’t want you to think he doesn’t respect you. The best way to go about this would probably be leading by example. Groping at his arms, his chest, fuck it squeeze his hips and watch the way he melts into your grasp.
Changbin makes remarks about it, “you like my chest.” His voice will be so smitten and delighted, the cutest smile on his face as he watches the way you hold him. It’s more for himself though. Reaffirming to himself that you do like him, or at least his boobs.
“I do,” you agree, making eye contact just as you pinch his nipples between your fingers. His bottom lip catches between his teeth as his face reddens considerably.
He grows bolder as the days go by, starting small with poking and playful pinching. Things reach a head when you’re riding him though, watching as he steals greedy breaths between moaned curses. His hips are rutting upwards in a pathetic attempt to meet you half way. You just can’t help yourself, your hands find themselves gripping onto his firm shoulders, and then down to his chest as it trembles beneath your touch.
Changbin’s round watery eyes will meet your own as your hips slow to a steady roll that has his dick twitching inside you. His own hands will find your hips, his grip tightening before he lifts then sinks you up and down on his cock. And suddenly that slow moment is over and he has you bouncing with such ferocity on him that you have to hold onto the round shape of his chest for mercy as he tries to make you feel good.
Will happily hold and massage your ass during aftercare too if you let him, but fully expects you to return the favor.
Han is such a goon that he could apply to all of these groups honestly. His favorite thing has got to be squeezing whatever part of you he can get his hands on though. Tells you he likes squeezing your hand most but he is a LIAR. He loves your boobs no matter the size. If you call him out on it he’s all: “no babe I’m just feeling for your heartbeat, trust.” You shouldn’t trust him, big beautiful eyes be damned.
Ridiculously good at playing innocent, he’s the cheekiest of the bunch for sure. Will have his hand down your pants to get a handful of your ass the second no one is looking, and gives you the cutest little smile when you fix him with a glare. You both could be lounging on your sofa, watching something stupid on TV and out of no where he’s got his hands under your shirt and bra, using your boobs as stress balls. Pet his head to let him unwind some and he’ll love you forever.
Han will have you on your back as he eats you out, kneeled on the floor in front of the bed as he loses himself in you. His hands are holding onto your thighs for dear life, kneading the plush there between his splayed fingers. Eyes closed as he focuses on the way your fingers tug at his hair when he rolls your clit under his tongue.
Guides your hands to hold under your knees until you’re practically bent in half for him, legs open wide as he sinks in with a shaky moan. His fingers will find purchase at his favorite spot, grouping at your chest as he repeats your name so loud you’re certain you’ll be getting noise complaints in the morning.
Places his hands over yours to keep you pinned under him. For a moment you can almost believe that maybe your hands are his favorite, because the way he manages to intertwine your fingers despite how harshly his hips are meeting your ass is strangely sweet. Manages to pull a hand away to rub your clit in tight messy circles until you’re coming undone on him. He cums hard every time you let him finish inside, leaning over you as his eyes close and his mouth falls open in ecstasy.
Once you’re both cleaned up and he’s confident you’re comfortable, his head is finding its way onto your chest and he’s squeezing your sides in his palms as he murmurs praises until you both fall asleep.
For Hyunjin, holding you is more for comfort than anything. He doesn’t do anything past lingering touches in public because he really does put intimacy of any level on a very high pedestal. You mean so much to him, and he feels as if each touch should be cherished and loving, so he ends up reserving those acts for behind closed doors.
Cheesiest mf, second to none really. Will trace shapes onto your skin like there’s some pattern there only he can see. Nothing compares to how soft he gets when you hold him in your arms. He enjoys cuddling more than anyone else, if only because being so close to you fulfills a need he never really knew he had until he met you.
Says the sweetest things as his freezing hands slip under your shirt and find your sides, holding firm as he tickles you with his icicles fingers. You are his personal heater, even if you run cold too. Socks are mandatory for cuddle sessions though, because he tried being funny with his cold ass feet one time and you shut that shit DOWN. He apologized afterwards, though his laughter made it hard to understand what he was saying.
Hyunjin takes a page from Felix’s book and picks up some simple massages. Discovers your fondness for having his hands on your chest and never goes back. It’s strange how he makes sex so heartbreakingly romantic, because truthfully every aspect of him is dripping with appeal, but your heart never feels as full as it does when he’s making love with you.
He could tease you for hours, working you open on his fingers as gentle words leave his lips, eyes focused on your face as you fall apart for him. Places chaste kisses on the corner of your mouth and your collar bones as you finally cum, telling you how good you did for him. He’s endlessly gentle as he pulls his hands away from your heated body, licking your mess from his hands with a stated hum.
Hyunjin’s mostly quiet as he thrusts into you steadily, though a stray groan breaks through between your needy moans at the feeing of his tip catching your entrance every time he pulls out just far enough. His hands are at your hips, holding onto you tightly to make sure he doesn’t fuck you too hard up the bed. The comfort of your skin under his own keeps him grounded.
He gets breathless as the two of you make eye contact, deep enough to seize the strings of his heart and send him flying over the edge with a desperate call on your name. He pushes himself through the overstimulation and rubs at your clit best he can until you’re falling with him.
Team smacking:
When it comes to smacking, I can confidently say that Lee Know is our biggest culprit. He’s just as surprised as you when his hand lands on your ass after a long day at work. He owns it though, in the way that he will hold frighteningly bold eye contact until you relent and accept your cheeks have become his personal drum set.
It’s like a language shared only between the two of you, because a slap to your ass could really mean anything. You’ve gotta become fluent quick if you want to keep up with his moods. He wants to appreciate how good you look? Smack. You out witted him in an argument and he needs a rebuttal? Smack. He’s feeling down after a particularly rough day? Grope smack combo, just for that extra emotional support.
This transfers to the bedroom somewhat, but I think he genuinely likes watching the way your body reacts to his touch when it’s so sharp. It’s the quickest way to make you crack and he knows it. He doesn’t stay only on your butt once you’re bare for him though. He will slap your tits, and take immense joy in the way you whimper as they bounce under his touch. Presses the softest kisses to them as he asks you in an even tone if it hurt too much. Only to slap your pussy a second later and grin cruelly as your moan.
“Rough” really isn’t the right word to describe him, “deliberate” is closer to what his actions are. Smacks your ass just as you start going stupid on his dick when he has your face pressed into the sheets, telling you to not get too cock drunk. Gives your ass a few more mean hits until it’s aching and you’re cumming from the way the pain sends tremors through your body.
Not that he would ever admit it, but he would fold so fast if you returned the favor. If you slap his dick it’s game over. The moan he lets out is so unabashed and sinful that you’re stunned he’s never asked you to do it before. The red hot hue of his ears and the way he snaps his head away from you in shame is plenty explanation. He will protest for all of .05 seconds as you coo at him, shutting up when you give his dick another light smack. A self discovery night for sure.
Felix doesn’t do it to be mean, and he doesn’t get any real sadistic joy from it, but there’s just something so cute about your reactions that he can’t resist. Truthfully, he doesn’t understand his own strength, or the effect he has on others.
He does it as a joke at first, laughing when you turn around and stare at him appalled after he smacked your ass while you were making yourself dinner. It’s only after you make it into a game do things go south. You can’t leave yourself vulnerable to attacks because this man takes this game SERIOUS. If you bend at the waist even an inch he’s manifesting out of thin air and launching a strike hard enough to send you into the stratosphere. He giggles like a little shit the whole time too, running away with the biggest smile on his face.
Betrayed, heartbroken, and surprised beyond belief every time you retaliate and catch him off guard. Spins around to gape at you before taking chase to try and even the score, but you are too fast.
Felix has got you bent over the kitchen counter when out of nowhere you feel a strong smack against the bare skin of your ass. You yelp loud enough that he stops and asks if you’re okay. His fingers are strumming against the reddening skin where he hit you, beginning to smack lighter and counting under his breath. When he hits ten he gives that big cheeky grin you know all too well and you can just feel he’s about to say something that will get under your skin. “You need to catch up, I’m in the lead now.”
Yeah he’s not saying an awful lot when you’ve got him arched on the bed later that night, his drooling mouth biting at the pillows as your hand jerks his cock in smooth slow strokes, all while your other hand trades between smacking his ass and dipping your fingers into his rim. You don’t let him cum until he’s babbling something about you winning and begging for release.
Team biting:
Bang Chan has an oral fixation, I will NOT take criticism on this tyvm. He has such big pretty lips too, they feel so wonderful on your skin. Maybe biting isn’t the right word for him as much as sucking is, because he’s got a problem.
Kissing is certainly his favorite activity of the day, and he is sure to tell you as much. Corny enough to tell you he needs a workout, and then promptly informs you how many calories you burn from kissing. Please act flustered for his pride, he just wants to know you like him and his jokes as much as he loves you and your laugh.
Y’all gotta be made for each other because when you go down on him his mouth starts watering and he always always always suggests 69. Will say “thank you,” if you agree, and proceeds to be the biggest distraction ever. So happy to have his head between your legs, will use his hands to pull you open and then eats you out like it’s the last chance he’ll ever get.
Has you shaking on his lips within minutes as you try your best to fit his cock down your throat, drooling messily for him and doing all you can to return the vigor he’s currently showing to your leaking slit. Won’t stop until your nails dig into his thighs and your pop off his cock to whine and babble at him that it’s too much.
Chan bites your neck when he’s pounding into you too, sucking and nipping at the soft skin below your ear as his balls slap against your ass. He’s determined to make you take him all the way every time he thrusts in, laughing breathlessly at your loud moaning on how it’s “too deep!” . Cums just as hard as he fucks, but makes sure you cum harder. Won’t stop until you tremble from the deepest part of your body, and even then he’s not truly satisfied. He just wants to be good for you.
Kisses you deeply when you finally come to, and laughs about the mess you both made while he gets up to grab you a towel. Try not to look at his fat ass as he walks away (level impossible).
Seungmin bites, and it hurts sometimes. Minding your own business does you no good because he thinks that’s the perfect time to chew you up. Acts like nothing happened once he’s chomped down on you too, gives you the most unimpressed face when he pulls away from your shoulder that now has his teeth marks on it.
Peace is never an option with this man. He’ll be all soft and sweet as you both cuddle up and then suddenly he’s gnawing at your chest and neck and holding you tight in place so you can’t bite back. Now suddenly y’all are tussling like you’re trying to recreate a WWE smack down in your living room.
Do not tease this man about it he gets so sassy. You want a kiss? Too bad, mouth privileges REVOKED. No head, nothing. He’s got patience too, so he’s not folding until you apologize and beg for it. This could takes weeks and honestly he comes close to cracking a few times, but he locks in last second every time. Soooo smug when you do give in. “Oooo you wanna kiss me so bad,” type shit.
You put on lotion ONE time to see what would happen. He made the most confused and disgusted expression when he pulled away, tongue halfway out his mouth from the taste and eyes full of betrayal. You laughed at his expense, but he avoided you until you promised to never do it again, so he was the real winner. ( He’s such a princess. )
When you eventually decided to return the favor, latching your teeth onto his arm when he wore a t-shit that framed his biceps just right, he is stunned. Seungmin is so genuinely baffled that he just stares at you until you laugh at his dumbfounded face. He huffs and tells you your technique needs work, but the little pleased smile on his face speaks the real truth.
He’s a fan of biting at your thighs when he goes down on you, biggest fan ever actually. Loves when your legs jolt as he nips at the soft skin there, eyes full or mirth when you look down to meet his gaze. He’ll nip softly at your clit too when he’s feeling particularly bold, pressing open mouth kisses on your cunt to soothe you when you jump from the sensation.
He’s got his lips sealed around one of your nipples when you’re bouncing on his cock, and he’s so sloppy with it. A thin string of saliva snaps when he pulls away from it to try and kiss you, but he’s noisy, and he just can’t keep his mouth shut for long enough to really meet you for a proper kiss. It ends up being more teeth and tongue than anything, but the feeling of you wrapped around him is so mind consuming he can hardly care.
Firm believer that Jeongin has at one point or another nipped the top of your nose to get your attention when you are looking at your phone. Gives it a giggly peck afterwards as an apology. He’s so cute about how he interacts with you in general, it’s no mystery how whipped he is for you. He’s typically so distant from others, but there’s overwhelming amounts of affection in everything he does for you.
This said, he nips more than he bites. Loves nipping at your ear affectionately, and when privacy permits, your neck is his favorite. It’s lighthearted and honestly not a frequent occurrence, as he’s not a super physical guy, but if you express enjoyment from it he’ll try to make an effort. Just for you.
He isn’t really a fan of marks, so you won’t catch him biting or sucking at your skin too often. Such a treat when he does though. He’ll get caught up in the heat of the moment, his teeth digging into your skin hard enough to make you whimper. It feels good, absurdly so. You’re not even sure when or how it happens, but he end up leaving dark spots on the skin of your inner thighs.
And then he’s nipping at your clit, his wide tongue delving into you deeply as you arch at the sensation. It’s like he’s in a trance, and he doesn’t pull away until you’re shaking and begging for a break. Licks his lips clean and then goes in on your tits, an array of purple marks left on your chest by the time you’ve come down from your high.
Jeongin will nip at your lip when you break away for air as he’s fucking up into you, holding you in place as his hips rise to meet your own with a wet smack. Focuses on the sounds that tumble from your lips as your clench around him tighter and tighter. He closes his eyes to hear you more clearly, and is overwhelmed by how loud your cunt is as it sucks him in. Only opens his eyes to watch you cum, bringing you down onto his lap with a final harsh thrust as he empties out inside of you.
Will plant hundreds of soft kisses on your face as he cleans the both of you up, a little shy as he always is when all is said and done. Pleased to be held within your arms as you both relax though, rocking in a steady rhythm as he sings a melody for you to sleep.
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acatwriteshere · 11 months
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The Camerons’ Family Vacation
Rafe Cameron/F!Reader
Rafe just wants to spend time with you, even if it has to be outside in the cold. He certainly doesn’t want to go back to the cabin where his family is bound to take your attention away from him.
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Warnings: Fluff. (Love)sick Rafe. Mention of past addiction. Rafe is just adorable, and I love him, really. Definitely OOC Rafe, though. Is Rafe possessive, or does he just want to spend time with his girlfriend? Suggestive content.
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“I’m not giving you my coat, flower.”
Rafe was determined to stand his ground. He was not to succumb to your pitiful gaze and your pouting lips. Not this time. No matter how much he wanted, no matter how pretty you looked with snowflakes in your hair and doe eyes pleading with him to do your bidding.
When he asked you to come with his family for their annual vacation in Aspen, he told you to pack warm clothes. He told you. 
He knew you got cold even in early summer when all the other girls on the island were donning their prettiest swimsuits and the boys were shedding the preppy shirts their fathers no doubt made them wear. And it wasn’t like he didn’t do the same every year. But not you. No, you were coming over for your dates and hangouts instead of waiting for him to pick you up, just so you could rummage through his wardrobe and steal his favorite sweater. You always looked ridiculously cute with your attire of shorts that barely peaked from beneath the fabric and his green sweater with sleeves that hung way past your fingertips. 
It was his favorite sweater because you were his favorite girl. Not that he’d ever tell you that. Not with the way Topper and Kelce were constantly teasing him for being a simp and the way you were laughing with them, teasing him. Those moments always put a smile on his face - you and his best friends.
Which leads him to today. Rafe always brought his best friends with him if only to make being with his family more bearable. Always. But somewhere between last year’s summer when he started talking to you after some asshole had made you cry and this winter, already a little over a year in a relationship with you, he had decided that if Kelce and Top made Ward’s constant biting remarks and offensive comments tolerable, you’d make all his days pleasant. It was the only possible deduction because since he started spending time with you, everything seemed better. Brighter. More meaningful.
There was this other thing, too. His family loved you. He was a little jealous at times even, not that you’d ever catch him saying that. Not of you, but of them. Sarah was constantly coming to his room when you were over, asking to go grab a coffee or go hand wit her and her pogue friends (not that Rafe would ever let you come close to those dirty pogues). Wheezie had made you her designated play date partner. Even Rose would invite you to go shopping with her. And all of that meant less time for Rafe to spend with you, basking in your presence. Less time of your gentle voice lulling him, of your bright smile litting up his day. Less time to spend with his favorite, delicate flower. Oh, but the worst of them all was Ward.
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The first time you came over to Tannyhill, his father had thought you were just a friend of Sarah. And just like with any of her friends, he went beyond himself to make a good impression. He asked you if you wanted anything if you were comfortable, and how was your family doing - not that he even knew who they were. Once he said that Sarah wasn’t home yet, you seemed to realize that he didn’t know you were here to see his son. When you stammered that you just wanted to know where Rafe was, you could see how his smile dropped a little. And even though he remained polite, there was this newfound coldness toward you. His smile was a little tighter, his questions fewer. And soon after that he just upped and left the room without even saying goodbye as if you were a piece of trash a loved kid brought in - disgusting, but unerasable.
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That same evening, Rafe had gotten the shouting down of his life about “that gold-digging girl” that was with him only because of the Cameron’s fortune. Because in his father’s mind, no one would choose to be with Rafe for anything but the money.
After that, Rafe resolved himself to his father never approving of you. And while if this was something new, if you hadn’t been dating for a quarter of a year already, he might have dumped you just to appease his dad, now he just knew that what he had with you was far more important than his father’s expectations of him. So in no certain terms, he told Ward to fuck off.
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Despite all that, you won over his father in a matter of weeks. Even when he was outright rude to you, you’d remain kind and patient. You’d listen to him talk about Cameron Development, about the maintenance workers he employed in the estate and on the boat. Even about golfing with the other Kooks. Maybe you were the only person to actually listen to Ward’s business ramblings. And at the beginning, this wasn’t good enough for his father. He saw it as you trying to steal business secrets and contacts of his clients, and he made sure he told Rafe exactly what he thought of your “schemes.” Then, once you gathered all your courage, you started piping up with suggestions and solutions to problems that even Ward hadn’t noticed. And while this wasn’t taken very well at the beginning, too, all seemed to change once his father caught you praising his firm to one of his potential clients. A very tough client that only you seemed able to convince of the merit of making business with the Camerons. After that night, Ward’s attitude towards you completely changed. In his own words, you were “kind, smart, ambitious, and far too good for the likes of his son.”
Since then, his father had only two modes when it came to you - either trying to play matchmaker with kooks that he deemed “worthy enough” of you, or he’d beg and plead with you to stay with his son. For as much as his father didn’t show it, he loved Rafe. And he’d never seen Rafe as healthy or as happy as once when he started dating you. You had even helped him wean off of the coke. Not that it was easy. Since the very beginning you had told him that if he was to do this, he had to do it for himself, not for you. And he did. He did want to do it for himself. Because he wanted to be stable enough to grow and to create a space for you to grow along with him, too.
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So it wasn’t even like he had much of a choice when it came to you accompanying them to Aspen. If he hadn’t asked you, he was sure someone else would have (Ward had asked you to come with them a month before Rafe but you’d never tell him that). And you were overjoyed when he did. Rafe would never forget the look on your face. The way you lit up and jumped into his arms.
He knew that despite how many times he told you to never care about his family’s opinions of you, you still wanted them to like you. So he appreciated how happy you were that his family accepted you, even if he reminded you that he’d stay with you no matter what.
The price of being so adored by his family was that he now had to constantly share you. And God forbid, he put his foot down about the issue in Ward’s company. His father would go on a tirade that you weren’t Rafe’s (even if you were), so he had no right to stop you from socializing with the other Camerons. But Rafe didn’t want to stop you. He just wanted to spend time with you.
Which led him to where he is now. If there’s something that his entire family was fond of, it was skiing. So while he did want you here, because the thought of being apart was physically painful (like this constant ache where his heart was supposed to be), he also did it in the hopes of getting some time with you. Especially considering that you didn’t actually know how to ski. But it seemed luck wasn’t on his side, or maybe you were just too lovable because while his family would usually spend every waking hour skiing, this year Rafe found them lounging around the cabin, waiting on you to play board games and drink hot beverages. So for the last couple of days, Rafe begged you to go on a walk with him. He knew that you didn’t particularly like being cold and wet and freezing to death (even if you’d burrow into his warmth in the height of summer with the excuse of the nights being “chilly”) but he just wanted one damn day without having to implore for a minute of your attention.
So currently he was too well aware that his family was waiting for the minute you’d step back in the cabin like some kind of crows about to steal away something so bright from him.
“But Rafey… I’m cold.” 
No. No, he could not, he will not, give you what you want. Not this time. And it was simply not fair for you to call him that way! You knew how much he pretended to hate it and how much he actually loved it.
“Flower…” He groaned roughly. You hadn’t walked for more than twenty minutes. And he knew you well enough to sense that if he gave you his coat, you’d pity him and insist to go back to the cabin. And then his family would win. “I told you a hundred, no, a thousand times to dress warmly.”
And then he heard it. The quiet sniff. And logically, Rafe knew that it was from the cold. That he didn’t make you cry, because he never had, just like he promised himself that he never will, once he started dating you. And yet the sound broke his heart. Because for some reason, there was an emotion driving him that he didn’t want to name yet even if he knew it. For some reason, he couldn’t stand the thought of not meeting his girl’s every need.
And with a deep sigh, Rafe Cameron took off his thick wool coat and wrapped it around you. And because you looked especially pitiful shivering slightly under the fabric and still quietly sniffing, he also took off his scarf and wrapped it around your neck.
Of course, he knew what was about to follow. And there it was. You giving him this long look through thick eyelashes, scanning his figure now only clad in a thick sweater and ski pants, shaking your head and murmuring something too softy for him to hear.
“I can’t have you like that, babe. You’ll freeze to death. Let’s go back to the cabin and stay home.”
It was funny. The way his heart dropped at the words, knowing his family would intercept you. And the way the same dead organ soared, jumping out of his chest once you took his hand in yours. And when you rubbed circles onto his skin with your thumb, it made him shiver.
With each step to the cabin, Rafe tried his best to prepare himself. Here’s to another day without you. It was humorous how he invited you so you could spend more time together and yet he felt like you were less with him than in the Outer Banks. He knew it was not your fault, of course. He knew that you were the sweetest human being alive and couldn’t say “no” to his family. But he still felt bitter about it, even if you never saw it.
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When your fingers wrapped around the door handle of the cabin, he couldn’t stop himself anymore. He tugged on your hand until you were facing him, and dipped so he could taste your lips.
It never stopped surprising him, how soft your lips were. How sweet, how delicate. How just with a stroke of his tongue, you liquified in his arms, turning into a complete mess. Now was no different. Today you tasted of the hot cocoa you had drank earlier and a sweetness that was entirely you. Rafe stepped forward, trapping you between him and the door. Your kiss wasn’t one of dominance, instead, it was a gentle exploration. While Rafe was always hungry for you, he never wanted to rush your intimate moments together. No, he wanted to enjoy everything to the fullest. Which made him such a tease. Even now he was sneaking his hand around your neck softly, not to choke but just to stroke the gentle skin, heated from his scarf. It made a tremor run through him, how silky your skin was.
The deeper he kissed you, the more you felt like falling into a bottomless pit. If just a few minutes ago you were cold, now you were almost unbearably hot. And then Rafe just had to do that thing with his tongue where he gently licked the top of your mouth. And suddenly you were moaning his name.
“R-Rafe… We should… ah– we should go inside.”
Yes. Inside. Rafe had completely forgotten why he kissed you in the first place. To savor you before you were taken away from him again. He didn’t like that prospect very much, especially now that he had you in his arms.
And just as he was about the protest, you opened the door and Rafe knew to separate himself from you.
When he entered the living room, he noticed that none of his relatives were there. But before he could question it, he felt your much smaller hand tugging on his, leading him to your bedroom. And he followed you as he’d always do.
The second the door closed behind you, you dragged Rafe down by his collar and kissed him just as deeply as he had moments ago. And while lost in the kiss, you sneaked your arms under the fabric of his sweater and tugged it up, so you could undress your gorgeous boyfriend.
“Flower–” but there were your lips on his neck, sucking and nibbling on the gentle skin, making Rafe shake with restraint before he could even get a word out.
“F-fuck, flower… You know how much I’d love to do that, do you, but ah– my family might hear us and I think my family would kill me if I were to… uh– “taint” my gorgeous girlfriend.”
Rafe expected a lot of things after saying that, but certainly not your giggle that soon turned into a full-belly laugh. You almost doubled over on the floor even. And Rafe couldn’t help but flutter a bit with the sound just like his heart did.
“Rafe, you silly goose. Your family’s not here. Yesterday they said that they’d drive down to the town so they could buy more food…”
Then you seemed to realize something and became flustered. 
“Plus, I’d never, I’d never sleep with you with your family in the other room!”
Now it was Rafe’s turn to laugh. His pretty, pretty girl. He was always surprised how innocent you could act sometimes as if just a day before coming here he hadn’t ravished you in his room while everyone was home and Ward had business partners over.
“Oh, flower, but you’ve been sleeping with me every night since we got here!”
That seemed to make you even more embarrassed as you looked at the floor, fidgeting with your fingers.
“You know what I meant Rafey.”
“Well, then, pretty girl, looking at that my family’s not in the other room, what would you say we got back to our previous activities?”
And you would. You would love to let Rafe have his way with you. It wasn’t even very much allowing it as it was enthusiastically participating, too. But during your conversation, you had noticed that Rafe was shivering slightly and it didn’t seem to be due to your little make-out session. No, it looked like the cold had seeped deep into Rafe’s bones and you were suddenly dragging him to bed, even if for far different purposes than he hoped.
“Oh, baby. I’m so sorry. You caught a cold because of me.” And before Rafe could stop you, you were darting out of the room, preparing him tea and grabbing blankets from the other rooms to pile on top of him. The second you were once again beside him, your fingers were ghosting his forehead, checking for fever. 
“Flower, please. It’s okay, I don’t even feel sick.”
It was like you didn’t hear him at all, just gathering medicine, a thermometer, and all things you deemed necessary to take care of him.
“Are you okay, baby? Do you want something? What do you want us to do?”
“Well, I know the perfect way for you to warm me up.” Rafe wiggled his eyebrows.
“Rafe Cameron! Don’t you joke around when you’re sick! You might get pneumonia for all we know!”
But all your boyfriend did was shrug, lift the covers and wait for you to get in bed with him.
“What do you say we just cuddle, my pretty flower?”
You nodded and both of you almost fell into each other in a way filled with familiarity. You with your head on his chest and an arm around his torso, and him with his chin resting atop your head and an arm wrapped around you.
“Rafe?”
“Hm, pretty girl?”
“I just want you to know that I’ll take care of you.”
“Thank you, flower.”
You felt Rafe placing a feather-like kiss on the top of your head and for a while it was quiet, both of you lost in each other.
“You know, flower, all I wanted for this vacation was for us to spend time together. And while I hoped to engage in some more interesting activities under the covers, I’m happy that now I’m sick, you’d play the sexy nurse and pay attention to me.”
Your heart broke, hearing that Rafe had felt neglected since you two came here. But you quickly pecked his lips and murmured like a sacred oath: “I always pay attention to you, pretty boy.”
And Rafe knew the name of that reason, that emotion that always drove him when it came to you. And finally admitted it to himself, safe in the heat of your body.
He loved you.
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onmyyan · 6 months
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Gabe NSFW ABC'S
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
High fives and bear hugs, Gabe's skin may feel hot to the touch but he still demands to feel you in some way‼️ it's a need not a want to feel his baby against his chest, no matter the sweat covering you both or the fact that his brain is still melted from cumming as hard as he did, be it a hand on your stomach or his entire body draped across you like a blanket, he's on you in some way shape or form.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
His arms, biceps specifically. He works so hard on himself and to him they show how strong and capable he is, how he has the power to protect what matters to him, as for you darling, our boy's a sucker for your thighs, if the endless amounts of hickeys on them didn't tell you that, the way he buries his face in them so giddily sure does.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He loves a good creampie don't get me wrong but there's something about seeing your perfect form covered in his cum that scratches this primal caveman need of his, he's especially fond of licking you clean afterwards.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Panty sniffer. And he's an absolute fiend about it, obsessed with your natural scent, so much so you periodically lose underwear throughout your relationship because he fucks himself silly, huffing the drenched fabric with a blissed out grin, and ends up ruining them beyond repair, y'all are in this endless cycle of him stealing your underwear, ruining it with his cum, and buying you more.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
He has more experience than Caspian but less than Marcos, somewhere in the middle, he's incredibly observant and isn't afraid to ask if he's doing good, if you want this or that, he's attentive.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Doggy, but the kind where he's pressed flush against your back, one strong arm wrapped tightly around your center, pressing him against you like he's trying to make you as close as physically possible, he gets to touch you, fuck into you as hard as he wants, and grunt all his praises directly in your ear.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Unintentionally goofy, he can get pretty clumsy when he's excited so it's almost guaranteed he's gonna knock into something or get trapped in his shirt in his and he's rushing to get to you, which always makes you both giggly, it creates this bubble of warmth and safety.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
His happy trail is prominent, a dark reddish hue showing his natural hair color, fun fact, he thinks he looks hot because of it.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Extremely intimate, hands interlocked, searing eye contact, that is when his eyes aren't fluttering shut, that blissful little grin on his face, you can feel his love for you with every tender and heated touch, likes to rest his forehead on yours when he has you facing him, long, sloppy kisses, he stares at you with so much adoration, but also like he wants to completely devour you, it's lovely.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
He was bad before y'all got together but now?? His libido is so easily set off by anything and everything you do, you could send him a sweet selfie of yourself at work or school and if he looks at your smile or gorgeous face for a second too long he will get hard, and he will have to cum or his brain is stuck in feral horny goblin mode until he sees you next.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Daddy kink, Size kink, Predator and Prey, Blood kink, Overstimulation, Public kink, and fun fact, if you feeling froggy and call him Daddy in public you will be getting pulled by your neck into the nearest dark corner and he will be rearranging your guts promptly.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
He really likes the freedom and security of destroying you in your guy's home because he has full range to ruin you to his hearts content, he doesn't need to rush, he can make you cum over and over and over, however he is partial to some good ol fashioned nasty-window-fogging car sex.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Literally anything you do, good LORD he's down horrendously, but if you really wanna drive him crazy just ask for his help. Can't reach something? He'll get it for you for, sure, just be ready to feel his dick digging into your back when he reaches over you to grab it. Need him to open something? No problem, just hop on the counter real quick, yeah no it's nothing it's just his dick is jumping in his sweatpants because you said please when you asked him and now he has to fuck you against the nearest available surface.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He can't even conceptualize sharing you with someone in ANYWAY his eye will twitch at the mere echo of the thought.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
You're his favorite meal and he's always hungry. If he could live off your cunt he would, he ain't stopping till you yank him away and even then, that only encourages him to bury his tongue that much deeper.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Fucks like a beast, even if he tries to go slow eventually his higher functions turn off and all he can do is pound away, very much the type to break the bed, make sure you're okay, and keep pumping into you like nothing happened, leaves you feeling sore in the best ways.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
If you're down he's down, anywhere anytime, especially if there's a chance you'll get caught, he knows he's the most dangerous person in the room and if someone catches you he wishes a mf would try to interrupt or make you feel any kind of bad about it.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Absolutely, he's down to try anything once, especially if you suggest it.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
3-5 depending on your energy, he can go all night if he's really pent up, he just can't get enough.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
He doesn't own any but he really really wants to use a vibrator on you while he's deep in your guts, any way he can turn your brain into a puddle he's game.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Huge fuckin tease, but also terrible at it lmao?? Because you never have to ask twice, at most you get a delayed yes 💀🤚🏼
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He's made the neighbors call the police several times, they just stop coming to y'all's house at some point. He's very vocal, lots of grunts and growls, moans of your name, likes to growl out all the filthy things he's about to do, and the way he says it, it's said like a promise.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Randomly feels subby, once in a blue moon this Daddy Dom needs to be babied and suck on a titty or two for a good few hours, he still fucks like a menace in this state, and despite the role switching, he's somehow even more intense when he's feeling needy.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
7.5 inches and meanly thick, he has to make you cum at least once before he puts it in, because that stretch is a monster, in the best ways.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Horndog central over here. He has a high drive and it's only ever amplified by his intense, obsessive love for you, very down to go to pound town, anytime.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Depends on how much y'all have been fuckin tbh, if it's one of those days where he's been going at you for hours on hours, he's pretty much out seconds after he makes sure you're okay, dw when he wakes up again for real the aftercare is immaculate and loving.
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gothgleek · 1 month
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Agnus Tully- NSFW Alphabet
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I do not own the Holdovers nor the images used in this post. All thoughts are my own. The borders are from @saradika-graphics
TW: sexual acts, kinks, parental issues, mention of mental hospitals, porn.
Comments, likes, and reblogs are appreciated but not required 🌸🌼🌸
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Really cuddly and clingy but quiet. He’ll pepper you with kisses and praise, but he’s the one who needs more attention afterwards.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
We all know Agnus is a breast man. You will need to snap your fingers a few times before his eyes can tear away from looking down your shirt. Pervert.
He also LOVES biting them and marking you up.
His favorite part of himself is his legs. He takes a lot of pride of being tall and take any opportunity he can to show them off. Hence the James Bond trunks.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He has a paralyzing fear of parenthood but he LOVES cumming inside you unprotected. Especially if he can watch it drip out of you before he eats you out. He wouldn’t mind painting your tits with his cum either. He’ll take a pic of you like that too and ruin it later.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He steals your underwear and uses it to jerk off. He’s also into roleplay but he hasn’t found the right time to bring it up.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
His only previous experience comes from porno mags. Maybe he had a partner or two in college, but I doubt it got anywhere emotionally. Regardless, you’re his first MAJOR relationship either as FWB or serious partners.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Mating press. Pretzel dip. The butterfly. As long as he can stare into your eyes and have your legs in his hands, he will be a happy man. Also you against the wall, him in his knees so he can give you oral and try to make your legs shake.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Half his dirty talk is him being sarcastic shit. Other times he has to keep himself from laughing at your cum drunk expressions because he’s proud he did that to you.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
This is the 70s so he’s trying to grow chest hair and a bush. However, he’s very particular and he trims himself.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Once he’s in love, he will make sure you know. However, he’s still Agnus so he might be a little shit about it. He’ll whisper sweet nothings while pounding you or while he teases you. Nonetheless, he’s his most romantic during aftercare.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
As much as he tries to deny it, he loves jacking off. The dorms make it hard for him to do it as much as he wants but as soon as he’s whipping it out. He’s quick too, to the point he was worried he wouldn’t be able to control himself when he fucks you. Thankfully that’s not an issue.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Taking pics of you as we’ve established. Role-play as well. Due to his many boarding schools, he’s developed an appreciation for uniforms. He’s also warming up to having a minor religious kink. The two of you definitely role played as James Bond and a damsel before though.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
He’s got an exhibitionist kink in him so the woods and library are the most fun for him. One time the two of you fucked at an open air concert. But he loves fucking in his room so the two of you can nap and cuddle after.
He hates the beach though. He took you on a family vacation once and sand got everywhere when the two of you fucked.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Thank god for the sexual revolution and its hatred for bras. Low cut tops and kindness. That’s what attracts him to you. Also when you wear a low cut top and beat him at pinball, that’s when he is all over you.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Restraining him (ropes, handcuffs, etc.) reminds him of his father so that’s a no-go. Maybe he’ll warm up to the idea of restraining you but not for a long time. Nurse roleplay he’s on the fence about because he could jack off to the idea or a pic of a sexy nurse but he could not get turned on irl for similar reasons. Also not fond of daddy kinks but would be open to a mommy kink. He’s not gonna talk to a therapist about it.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He loves eating you out. And then you introduce him to rimming and he is excited about tasting more of you. He doesn’t even need to touch himself, he will rut against the bed while eating you out. He loves your blowjobs as well but he keeps his hands to himself, pulling his sheets and clawing the walls.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
He actually prefers slow and sensual (though no less kinky). Why shouldn’t he take his time with you? Even if it’s a quickie his mouth is everywhere on you, drawing it out as much as possible.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
While he loves taking his time, he has an appreciation for quickies as well given the lack of privacy he’s always had. If you fucked before dating, it would’ve been mostly quickies but now that you’re together, it’s longer. He’s more willing to have a quickie when it’s a stressful time for the both of you (family trouble, finals week, traffic jam, etc.).
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
The great part about the 70s is the sexual revolution. He would be down to experiment with almost anything. Repression is known for creating super kinky people after all. Both of you keep notes about each place and position you’ve fucked, well well as a running list of what kinks you would try again.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
When you first get together, he doesn’t last very long but after a quick break, he’s ready to go again.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Thanks to the sexual revolution (and his wallet), the two of you have more than enough toys. Unfortunately Google tells me sex toys were scary looking during this time so the once the excitement of sex toy shopping wears off, you really only stick to the vibrators. Maybe once nipple clamps are more popular, he’ll have you wear them as well. Your favorite toy to share is the famous hitachi massager.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He loves teasing you soooo much. He’s such an asshole about it too, teasing you anywhere from a car ride to the library to bed. He enjoys someone he can banter with too so he will take anything you’ve said to him and throw it back in your face later. Absolute menace.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He’s chatty at first (he LOVES dirty talk) but when he really gets into it, he will just be panting, all words lost. When he finishes, it’ll be a low moan in your ear.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He’s a biter and will mark the hell out of you. Especially your thighs and breasts and ass. Also he had, at one point, made a sex playlist but stopped using it when he couldn’t hear you over the music.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Long but not girthy. Curved. Cut. Grower, not a shower. A nice little happy trail as well.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Pretty high. The poor guy is so touch starved, he can’t keep his hands off you. Even if he’s not horny, he acts like it and is always touching you, just so he can tease you.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He needs to hold onto you before he falls asleep. He’s secretly romantic and likes to match your breathing and circle his thumb in your skin. When it’s a quickie though? He turns into the energizer bunny and won’t burn out until hours later.
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myfanfic-urfantrash · 1 month
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Honkai Star Rail A/B/O: With an omega partner
Characters: Blade, Jing Yuan, Welt, and Luocha as Alphas.
CW: omegaverse
A/N: I cannot be stopped I said I write what I want sooooo I want to see star rail a/b/o :v
Also these are a little silly
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Blade
Sits there with a blank expression letting his omega smell him as much as they like even though his legs are getting numb. He can't move them, he's like someone with a cute animal sleeping on them.
Wanting to scent them but being unable to for the sole fact they could wind up in danger or used against him. His scent is quite well known by the IPC at this point. Or perhaps he scents his omega often that others mistake them for an Alpha and he wears scent patches.
Let's them steal his bed sheets for their nest as his clothes tend to be dirty or covered in blood from missions.
Occasionally gently bites their bond mark but it can get a bit rougher when his Mara is flaring up but the scent calms him.
Jing Yuan
Scents his omega often simply because he loves them so much and he's super touchy. Loves burying his face into their glands and having them do the same.
Matching accessories and the like is a must he may have bonded with his omega but that doesn't mean he can't show his claim in other ways too.
Everything that is his is now theirs and vice versa. People will see him wearing his partners clothes, provided they fit of course, and he always leaves freshly scented clothes for them to take.
Definitely nibbles their scent glands and bond mark whenever he gets the chance especially after a hard day of work.
Welt
Lends his partner his scarf when they or he needs to leave for some time.
Scents their favorite article of clothing they wear often to make them feel at home no matter where they go
Worries that with his age they might want a younger alpha but he's always reassured when they let him come into their nest
Presses kisses to their bond mark and prefers to rest his head in their neck to smell them. Does wonders for headaches.
Luocha
Travels often so having consistent items for them to borrow for their nest is difficult but he always lends them his coat or shirt. He'll even offer to scent whatever items they wish.
Gifts them the softest blankets he can find during his travels so they can make the best nest and is often rewarded by being invited in.
On top of their health all the time and knows when their heat will come before they do and prepares accordingly.
Gentle nips and sucks on their scent glands burying his face into their neck and humming in content
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pedgito · 1 year
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Request idea for Eddie and reader where one day she gets him a few new things like band tees a new pair of jeans a pair of sweat pants and maybe a pack of socks, and Eddie is so confused like why did you do this? I can’t really give you anything in return and she’s just like I was just thinking of you, I love you. And he’s never really had a thoughtful gesture like that.
author’s note: crying at the thought of this, i hope this does your request justice, i was too invested in the storyline of this lol.
cw: 18+ (to be safe) mentions of sex/roleplaying, sad eddie headcanons, reader being the best partner, eddie doesn’t know how to accept gifts, established relationship, if i missed anything lmk!
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Eddie wasn’t used to new things. Everything he owned was either hand-me downs or well-loved from a secondhand store—or stolen, because yeah, he’d never had the easiest life. He lived in a mess, compiling almost too much stuff at a certain point, too afraid to part with anything because every piece had some type of meaning to him and he was scared to lose things. Everything always left him, people included, and it was a constant fear that he lived with.
When he meets you, he latches on immediately. But, you start to recognize the patterns early, his obsessive nature with collecting and always taking what was offered to him without question, even if he didn’t really need it, even if didn’t really want it. Eddie had always been raised to appreciate everything, even the most mundane.
Wayne bought him his first guitar, used and always slightly out tune, but it was his first love. So, when he wanted more and couldn’t scrounge up the money, he improvised. He’s never been proud of his habits, even if he didn’t steal anymore—it was a reminder of where he came from, the obvious missing piece in his life that reminded him how unwanted he was. His father left him alone, his mother having been taken much too soon. Wayne was there to mend the broken state of that boy, but he was never well and truly fixed.
His jacket is the one thing he has that’s semi-new. He’d collected the pieces over time, a true creation of his own. There wasn’t a single thing like it in the world, that’s why it was considered new—even if it was falling apart at the seams and constantly having to be sewn back up.
He hates when you clean up his room, afraid he might lose something important—but the whole idea was that you wanted to make sure everything was organized, to relieve the panic he always felt when he couldn’t find something.
When he finally relents, it’s a mountain of discoveries that lead you to the final decision. Eddie needed something new, something untouched and untainted, all his own.
Holes in his socks, his boxers—rips in old shirts that clearly didn’t fit him anymore, jeans marked up in sharpie and shoes that were barely hanging on, worn down to the sole. Despite the obsessive amount of graphic shirts he owned, he always cycled through the same eight or nine, one for each of his favorite bands and a couple Hellfire shirts. His jeans were all black, accompanied with the same rips, though in unique places for each pair. He didn’t own a suit, nothing of the sort—not even a fancy jacket or nice dress shirt.
He always complained about wanting to dress up for you but feeling like it wasn’t worth it, knowing he’d ultimately look like a fool. It wasn’t true, Eddie just didn’t have the money to manage treating himself to something nice. Wayne worked long hours but the pay was horrible, only managing enough to pay bills and put food on the table—and Eddie’s dealing business wasn’t exactly booming, especially when half of his profits went back to Rick.
Luckily you were slightly better off, having never fallen on hardships as hard as Eddie. You didn’t have to work, didn’t have to worry, and Eddie envied you greatly. But, he always noted how you were different from the others at school—the ones who had money, showed it off. You were humble, you kept to yourself, and you never tried to shove it in Eddie’s face.
Still, it didn’t change the fact that you wanted so desperately to treat Eddie, even if he ended up hating you for it. Because if there was anyone he’d refuse to receive gifts from, it was you.
Unfortunately, you weren’t putting up with it this time.
Eddie comes home late on a Friday night, fresh off the adrenaline of his performance at The Hideout, practically bouncing with the lingering energy. He pounces onto you immediately, hands slipping up under your thighs to lift you up, a surprised squeal leaving your mouth.
“Eddie, put me down,” You beg through a weak laugh, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, feet hitting the floor soon after, “thank you.”
He smiles slightly, eyes darkening with excitement—you knew what he wanted, what he needed, but you needed to get out your surprise first and let him decide then. He doesn’t even notice how spotless the trailer is until he’s peeking into the fridge, the normal, mucky smell now gone.
“Don’t tell me Wayne started sleeping with that one lady again,” Eddie says offhandedly, because you knew just as much about that situation as he did, having lived through the chaos, “last thing we need is her stealing from my stash again, even if she does clean the place spotless.”
“Wayne would never,” You assure him, “not after that shit we gave him for it.”
Wayne was lonely—but it wasn’t lost on him that he had Eddie, and you by association. He’d retired from the dating life soon after a few bad run-ins, settling for nights in with both of you and home-cooked meals when Eddie was busy with his own stuff and you couldn’t keep your hands and feet out of the kitchen.
“It was me,” You shrug, “I got bored and this place reeked.”
“Yeah—and now it smells like a fuckin’ lemon cake.” Eddie grimaces slightly, nose scrunching up in minor disgust.
Your eyes narrow a little, threateningly as you approach him.
“I mean, not that I don’t appreciate it.” Eddie recovers, “fuckin’ love lemons, you know?”
“Uh huh,” You answer mockingly, draping your arms over his neck and forcing him to look at you, eyes gliding over your expression curiously, “—I’ve got a surprise for you.”
Eddie perks up at that, “Please tell me it involves sex.”
His fingers are crossed from where they rest at your waist, wishing and hoping.
“Not quite,” You tell him with a short laugh, “it’s not off the table, though.”
And Eddie doesn’t have any idea what it could be if not that, letting you drag him by his hand to his room, forcing his eyes closed as you cross the threshold.
You reach for the stack of clothes and new pair of shoes and place them into his waiting hands, his face turning up in confusion as he feels it out with his thumbs.
“Role playing, babe—“ Eddie smiles widely, “you really shouldn’t have.”
“No, it’s—“
But, Eddie continues on.
“I know I mentioned something about an elf princess and a knight but we need to, like, plan that out—I had a script planned and everything—“
“Eddie, it’s not clothes for role playing.” You tell him monotone, patting his cheek lightly until his eyes flutter open, glancing down at the clothes briefly before it clicks with him, eyes turning up to you wide and bereft.
“Hey, no—“ Eddie says immediately, voice soft, “I told you no gifts, I don't need them.”
“Shut it, Munson.” You warn lovingly, pushing the clothes back toward his chest that he extends to you, “You don’t get to treat me to things without at least getting something in return.”
“Eating in the parking lot of Benny’s is pretty lame, you know.”
You smile fondly, thinking of all the small, practical dinners you’d have after a long day at school—finding it best to unwind over a burger, feet propped up over Eddie’s lap, the wrapper of his burger resting over the top of your shins and sometimes he’d drop a topping on purpose just to find a reason to touch you. It never failed to make you laugh, watching his tongue swipe against your skin to wipe it clean.
“It’s not,” You tell him honestly, “it’s what I love about you.”
Eddie huffs slightly at that, looking down at the clothes with a tinge of sadness.
“You didn’t have to do this,” Eddie insists, “I have plenty of clothes.”
“But nothing new,” You point out, “fresh off the rack, tags attached—I even got you a new pair of Reebok’s.”
Eddie can’t deny how crisp they look, so drastically different from the shoes on his own feet—a half size to small now and ripping at the seams.
“They are nice,” He smirks slightly, “I just—I don’t know what to say.”
“Don’t say thank you,” You tell him, “I know it’s implied.”
Eddie drops the clothes abruptly on the bed, opting to grab your face with his hands, touching as gently as ever.
“I love you.” The words hit just as strong each time, his eyes watering slightly but not quite reaching the point of tears.
“I know,” You smile, bottom lip pulled between your teeth briefly, “they can be your dress up clothes, yeah?”
Eddie snorts, pressing his mouth against your forehead—not kissing, only touching, pulling you into a warm hug.
“It’s just some socks and underwear—a couple shirts and a pair of jeans, too. I can’t stand the holes, Eddie. I can’t.” Eddie nods knowingly, though the laugh he gives you is full of amusement at your obvious annoyance with the matter.
“I hope you weren’t trying to turn this into an opportunity for really sappy sex,” Eddie says, arms squeezing around your waist to lift you again, “I can’t do slow tonight, sweetheart.”
You nod slowly, “I hate slow,” You didn’t—it was actually nice, the tenderness Eddie showed when he took his time; soft touches, longing looks that made your face heat in embarrassment, knowing how badly he affected you, but the dirty sex was just as good, if not better, “you know that.”
Eddie kisses you quickly, fully, his hands squeezing at your thighs as he bounces you slightly, adjusting his hold on you.
“I meant what I said about the roleplay, by the way.” Eddie interjects, “I’ve got this vision and—“
If you didn’t stop him now, it would never end—so you kiss him quick, deeply, tongue dipping into his mouth and igniting a fire in the low pit of your belly that has Eddie moaning into your mouth.
“Shutting up, got it.” Eddie nods, finally taking the hint.
He doesn’t complain when you buy him new clothes anymore, accepting them with a soft smile and shy acknowledgement of appreciation—because he deserves it and he deserves you.
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sludgge · 3 months
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Naoya and his favorite sparring partner (smut)
-Your Naoya’s absolute favorite person to spar with, you’re bigger then him, and bulkier, and he can’t help but admire your physique when you’ve got your back turned. Lives for the way your shorts hug your ass.
-He can barely stop himself from drooling if you wear a tight shirt or god forbid tighter shorts that do nothing to hide your bulge.
-he tells himself he only keeps you around because you’re almost half as good as he is, way better then the rest of the scum around him. He could definitely find a partner who’s much more suited to helping him improve. But why would he give up such a nice view?
-He’s faster then you, there’s no way you can compete with his cursed technique but sometimes he lets you grab him just to feel you pin him down. If he didn’t have one already, he’s sporting an immediate hard on once you’re on him.
-absolutely fucking nasty and desperately wants to steal your sweaty gym clothes to jack off with after sparring is done. He just needs you so bad but this is the next best thing until that day comes.
-desperate little perv for you, whining and humping his bed after a workout session with you, his face buried in your dirty gym shorts and he can’t even make himself feel embarrassed when it feels so good.
-will absolutely do his best to tease you, wearing tighter clothes then necessary, letting out nearly erotic whimpers and grunts when you’re sparring, or even straight up groping you “on accident” during matches. No of course he didn’t mean to grab your dick like that, he’s not gay or anything.
Long story short I want to plow Naoya in the middle of a sparring match
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pasta-in-the-pudding · 8 months
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Hello there!! It’s 🦐 anon back at it again and I have another request if that’s okay.
I don’t know what character limit is the max, but could I have some headcanons for when Jeff, Toby and ben have a crush obsession on someone (reader) , but they discover they’re already dating someone else? What would they do? (Seperately)
If you can’t do 3, only doing Jeff and ben is fine! Just thought of this idea and you’re one of my favourite writers that’s active in here, so I came to you!! Have fun if you end up writing this. Have a lovely day.
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It's always ok to ask for stuff! And don't worry about character limit because i think the absolute most id be willing to do is maybe 10 per ask
Also it makes me smile to see that im one of someone's favorite writers 💞💞
Tw: stalking and obsessive behavior
Thank you so much for requesting!!
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Jeff
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Jeff doesn't really like people all that much
And as we know, he is very self absorbed
So if he actually finds himself enjoying you, let alone loving you, he assumes that you should automatically love him as well
He spends every second he can watching you through your windows, learning your schedule, all of your favorite things, etc, etc
And eventually, he builds up enough courage to sneak into your house while you are away
He smells your clothes, cherishing the heavenly scent
He steals one of your t-shirts and steals your toothbrush (definetly not to brush his own teeth with)
He snags your perfume/cologne as well, so that he can always smell like you
And with all of his treasures in his pockets, he sneaks back out
He continues this cycle for weeks until one day, you bring someone else home with you
"One of their friends" he tells himself, jealousy already boiling in his heart
But when he sees you look up at them with your gorgeous eyes, and sees you kiss them, he snaps
He is seeing red as he breaks through the window, killing your partner in cold blood
He feels betrayed, how could you do something like this to him?
He ends up knocking you out, and bringing you back to his home, where he ties you to his bed and waits for you to wake up
Because you have got some major explaining to do...
Toby
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Toby finds himself feeling like a lost puppy around you
He loves you, oh lord he loves you
But he can't have you know that yet
If you were to see him, see the things he's done, that'd scare you off for sure
And so he watches you from afar
He watches you when you go to work, he watches you as you head home, he sits closely by you when you're at a resteraunt
He doesn't ever allow himself to break into your home (unlike SOMEONE on this list 😒)
But if you ever drop something, say, a piece of trash, or maybe something falls out of your pocket, he swarms all over that
He has a special little drawer in his nightstand full of all of the things he's collected from you
But lately, he's been noticing a...shift...in your schedule
Meeting the same person over and over again, until one day, his worst fears are confirmed
As you make your plans with them, you share a sweet kiss and walk away, holding hands as you do so
This breaks him
He can feel his heart aching, as he knows that he's lost you
He blames it on himself "if I had just talked to them sooner"
He can't bring himself to hurt them, though
And, they can't be all that bad if they make you happy
And so, he allows this person to keep dating you, continuing to stalk you from the shadows, waiting for the day that you leave them, and his chance will be presented again
BEN
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Ben has a....knack, for finding people
It's almost like scrolling through the front page of social media to him
Scrolling past an endless sea of countless faces, watching videos, playing games, streaming, etc
But one day, he found you
Your gorgeous face entranced him almost immediately
And by the end of the first five minutes of just staring at you, he knew that he needed you
He comes back to you, day after day, saving all that you watch in his own personal playlist
If you like video games, he will know, and he will send you all of the games you could ever want
You don't know where they're coming from, but you aren't complaining
He occassionally peers through your electronics cameras, and just watches you sleep
You look so nice and cozy, he wishes he could be there with you, holding you, keeping you safe
And one day, he notices a new person coming into the picture
A....romantic interest of yours
He can't have that.
And so he hacks them. He leaks their adress, he posts life ruining things on their socials, even going as far as to make them think that you are doing these things, making them hate you and putting more and more strain on your relationship
Eventually, you break up, unknowing that BEN was behind it all
And he's been sending you love messages along the way
Little gifts he knows youd like too
And now he can make himself known to you, as an angel, a savior, rather than the monster that had ruined your relationship with your partner
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lias-writings · 10 months
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Feminine girlfriend headcannons
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request: no
pairing: bella ramsey x fem!reader
tw: fluff, feminine!reader, mentions of public affection, mentions of men,
summary: headcannons of Bella having super feminine girlfriend <3
a/n: before anything, i do not want people to think I am gendering makeup, dresses etc. “feminine” becase idk how else to call it and regardless of if you’re a female/male/non-binary you can dress/wear makeup how ever you want, okay I hope you understand, enjoy<33
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🎀 first of all I just know bella would love watching you getting all dolled up even to just go shopping
🎀 bella being hot, rich actor would definitely spoil you as much as he can, they would buy you any clothes or makeup you desire
🎀 sometimes she would let you do their makeup or skincare but just becase he can’t say no to you
🎀 I feel like bella would love when you wear mini skirts/dresses, but hate when others, especially men are staring!!
🎀 even tho your closet is mostly pastel-coloured, you love wearing bella’s baggy tomboy t-shirts
🎀 and they would love you wearing them even more
🎀 most of the time bella’s amazed with the magic you can do with makeup or the complicated hairstyles you’re able to create on your head
🎀 whenever you get the opportunity you love to curl their hair cuz they look amazing with the waves (the gif🧎🏿‍♀️)
ANYWAY
🎀 bella loves to show you off so whenever she has some event going on, they take you to the red carpet with her and always make sure you two are matching
🎀 if you are also famous she’s at all of your important events/premieres!!
🎀 one of bella’s love languages is gift giving so whenever he sees you admiring a new bag or a fancy dress, few days later you have it laying on your bed in a gift bag/box with a small gift-card from your lovely partner <33
🎀 whenever a dude in a public is staring at you they always wrap an arm around your waist and hold you closer to them
🎀 bella loves shopping with you, their favorite part is when you get home and you’re trying on all the stuff you bought putting on a little show
🎀 you have matching bracelets you made for the two of you awwh
🎀 talking about bracelets bella loves buying you a fancy jewelry, they definitely got you a promise ring on your either b-day or anniversary
🎀 let’s stick to the rings; whenever you buy a new ring for bella they wear it for next interview and whenever the interviewer mentions their ring she’s always like “yeah, my gf got me this!”
🎀 bella’s definitely a sucker for thighs so when you’re wearing short skirt it’s hard for them to keep their hands to themselves
🎀 if you’re the type of person that would say “there is nothing in there” while staring at the closet filled to bursting with clothes they’d would just raise an eyebrow and give you one of their comfy grey sweatshirt <33
🎀 matching earrings!!!
🎀 you stealing one of their t-shirts and them asking you after like 6 moths if you don’t know where that t-shirt is
🎀 when you and bella officially announced that you are a couple people were shocked cuz you “didn’t look gay” ( no because how are we fem!lesbians/bi/pan girls supposed to look gay? )
🎀 if you are not famous, you definitely had a social media and dating an actor kinda helped raising the numbers up so you may or may not started thinking about posting grwm’s/makeup tutorials if you do bella’s always commenting something like “first” or “can I get a hi🥺”
🎀 last but not least you two would definitely became the “it couple” as the perfect example of masc! and fem! or some shit like that. 😍
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charmercharm3r · 10 months
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Hey😊 Could I please request smut with Hyunjin, in which he has a curvy/thick girlfriend and he really appreciates her curves ( and her bum LOL 🤭)
I love, love, love, LOVE the idea of hyune with a thick partner and I lovedddd writing this hehehe
R&R
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wc: 2.4k
warnings: smut, explicit sexual content, curvy/thick fem!reader (not a warning at all but just a description that idk where else to put it), fingering, lots of kisses, premature coming, he's just incredibly in love
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He’s obsessed. Utterly, irrevocably obsessed with your body. It’s not sexual in the slightest— until it is. When Hyunjin has a new interest, it becomes his entire world. You’re his entire world and an obsession he’s never gonna get over.
His favorite time of the day is after you’re done showering (that is, if he didn’t join you). Whenever he can, Hyunjin steals your towel so that you have to call him over and he has the opportunity to see the entirety of you all over again. It’s a habit that never ceases to amaze him when the outcome is you, skin glistening and wet and looking so beautiful. If you give him the option, he’ll always say yes if you ask him to help you apply lotion to your body. Other times, he takes the bottle from your hands and does it without saying anything.
It had been such a busy week for you and just needed a little R&R. You greeted Hyunjin as soon as you got home snuggling into his chest a little extra and he automatically held you tighter. When you finally let go and made your way towards the bathroom, he offered, “want me to join you?”
“I don’t wanna be in there forever. Wanna cuddle later, though.”
He understood and nodded as you already began to strip off your shirt before even getting into the privacy of the bathroom. Hyunjin whistled and eyed you up and down, rolling your eyes and closing the door. You left it just a crack open so that he could talk to you from outside, something the two of you unintentionally started doing early on in your relationship. He told you about his day, you ranted about your shitty week and Hyunjin promised to kiss it all better once you were done.
You don’t know when he did it, you thought through the frosted glass of the shower that you would’ve seen Hyunjin sneaking in to steal your towel once again, your hand waving around the towel rack just to hit the wall. Shivering, you called out, “you thief!”
Mischievous giggles filled the room as he peaked his head in the doorway, stepping fully into the bathroom as you cracked the shower door open to see his smug face. The towel was in his hand, looking dry and warm and ready for you to use, but dangling in his grasp just out of reach. You lunged for it as best as you could without coming out of the shower, but Hyunjin pulled it away.
“Baby c’mon, I’m so tired,” you pleaded, pouting a little.
He didn’t say anything, holding it out once more. And when you tried to take it, he pulled away again with a laugh. “Let me give you a massage and I’ll give it to you.”
“Most people usually want something that will benefit them if they’re trying to bargain.”
“Giving you a massage does benefit me. A lot, actually. I get to feel you up and see your orgasm face.”
“Do I really make the same face?” Hyunjin raised his eyebrows and smirked while nodding. “Fine. Gimme that.” A literal hooray left his mouth, skipping out of the bathroom after giving you the towel and mentioning something about finding the massage oil.
You had hardly stepped out of the shower and patted yourself dry before your boyfriend came back with two different bottles in hand, not caring that you had kicked the door closed, he entered anyway. “Lavender or eucalyptus?” He asked without looking up.
“Lavender,” you replied, which made his ears perk and gawk at your body covered by just the towel.
Truth be told, it was too small of a towel and you were always met with the same reaction every time he caught you in it. Big eyes, dark and blown wide, mouth catching flies and almost drooling because he was so fascinated. Quickly putting the bottle on the counter, Hyunjin took your waist in both hands and ran them up and down your torso. You were struggling a little to keep the towel above your chest seeing as he was getting too excited and tugging at it.
“You’re so damn cute,” he cooed and leaned in for a kiss.
“Can I get dressed?” You giggled against him, honestly loving the attention.
“Nooo,” Hyunjin whined, “you said I could give you a massage!”
“Don’t massages usually require you to wear clothes?”
“Not mine. Strictly nude only.”
He took the edge of the towel and helped you to pat dry the rest of the moisture away before leading you into the bedroom with more kisses and more less-than-appropriate groping. Stopping at the edge of the bed, Hyunjin grazed his fingers over the hem covering your chest, “can I take this off?” Only a brief nod and he was stripping it away, laying it lengthwise with the mattress and instructing you to lay down. Hair still dripping, you gathered it in one hand to keep from getting the sheets wet. Hyunjin noticed, running away for a second to grab another towel. When he returned, he placed it beneath your hair and instructed that you get comfortable.
You felt exposed, somewhat embarrassed even though he’d seen you naked millions of times. It was the position, laying on your back and vulnerable with your most private parts on display. Gravity made your thicker parts feel unflattering, and the discomfort was written all over your face.
“Beautiful,” Hyunjin murmured to no one but himself, but you heard it loud and clear and it made your cheeks burn.
At the foot of the bed, he kneeled while still towering over you, ogling you from top to bottom with the most intense gaze. You could see the stars in his eyes and his hands holding back from touching.
“Stop looking at me like that.” You wanted to bury yourself in the sheets to get away from the heat of his stare.
Your hands moved to cover your chest and stomach, but was immediately stopped by Hyunjin gripping your wrists tightly, nowhere to escape. “Don’t hide from me.” Chills covered your skin at how sultry he whispered.
You didn’t move but rather allowed him to maneuver you however he wanted. Hyunjin placed your arms at your side and gently moved to spread your legs so he could sit between them. Everything was out for him to see, for him to touch, to love and adore and he couldn’t have asked for anything better.
Starting at the bottom, Hyunjin took a good amount of body oil and rubbed it into his palms before beginning to massage your feet. He could feel your body tense and watched your eyes screw shut. “Relax, honey. ‘M gonna take care of you,” he said with a kiss to the inside of your calf. It took another minute but you melted into his touch eventually.
From your feet he made his way up, deeply massaging your calves and coming to your thighs. This was one of his favorite parts, getting to caress and play with your thighs however he wanted. His big hands pressed hard into your muscles, and it was actually relaxing. Your shoulders began to loosen and you were enjoying yourself. But then you felt him move a little more than necessary, peaking open one eye to see his head between your legs, doing nothing but gazing up at you through his lashes. As you made eye contact, Hyunjin pressed his lips to your thigh while not looking away. He placed tons of sweet, chaste smooches to the skin and did the same on the other side. Just the heat of his breath so close to your core made your stomach light on fire.
“Love your thighs,” Hyunjin spoke into your flesh, now mindlessly running his hands over your legs, reaching up your stomach, back around to your ass, just every inch of you. That is, except where there ached a dull thrumming that craved his attention. “Perfectly soft and squishy and kissable.”
A light moan left your lips and encouraged him to keep going. He trailed his kisses higher, over the expanse of your belly and taking it into both hands, roughly squeezing and resisting the urge to bite.
“Isn’t this supposed to be a massage?” You joked, laughing a little.
He snaked his hands towards your love handles, squeezing, then sneaking them beneath your torso to hold you closer. His chest was pressed against the front of your mound, taking a handful of your ass and holding tight. “Are my lips not good enough, baby?”
“They’re wonderful, but—“
“I know where you want me,” he cut you off, burying his nose into your belly and taking in a deep breath, letting it go with a chuckle. “But I wanna have a little more fun first. Is that okay, honey?”
You only let out a small whimper, failing to keep your hands to yourself and threading them through his hair. He let you do so as he teethed at the skin around your belly button, carrying on and kissing up the valley of your breast. Of course, he had to spread his love there too and attach his lips around your nipple, sucking hard and lightly dragging his teeth over the nub, repeating on the other side with his grasp around your torso tightening as he did so. You could feel his hips trying to keep still as your knees came up to wrap around him. Clearly, he was struggling as much as you were.
“Please,” you whined when the front of his house shorts dragged across your cunt.
At this point there was no more oil left on his hands, he was purely moving based on desire and the sheer need to be holding every bit of you.
Ignoring your pleas, “wish I could be holding all of you at once. Wrap around you like a blanket and never let go,” he said as he placed you gently back onto the bed and ran his hands up and down your sides. “All for me.”
His mindless babbling was arguably more arousing than when he was actually trying to seduce you, granted it never took much effort on his part.
You didn’t think he would give in so easily, sneaking one hand towards your aching core and spreading your folds with his fingers. He finally got up to your face, though not without spending a bit of time taking extra care to kiss and nibble at your neck and shoulders as well. You were drenched and growing even more wet as his lips met yours in a heated, unadulterated kiss all the while his fingers only barely grazed the outline of your clit, slick with arousal. He swallowed every one of your moans, not holding back his own when he let himself feel you completely soaked.
Circling your clit, Hyunjin pressed harder into your bundle of nerves and began to become ravenous with the kiss, fighting a one sided battle against your tongue because he knew you couldn’t say no and winning easily. Just as you allowed him to bite your lower lip and tug, his fingers slipped into your entrance with little to no resistance, pressure that had you whining being alleviated just a little. Your hips bucked into his hand and his palm pressed against your clit, incoherent whimpers filling the room from you both.
He knew you so well, knew your body like his own and you were just an extension of him. It didn’t take much time for you to get worked up and feel the heat rise in your gut. His long fingers hit the spot in you just right and he wasn’t letting up with the pace to give you everything you wanted. And when your eyes shut and head fell back into the pillows to arch your back as the orgasm hit, Hyunjin made it his mission to leave a mark into the junction of your neck, making you shiver until the light behind your eyes turned dark.
In the minute it took you to catch your breath, your boyfriend was resting his forehead against your chest and pulling his digits out of your core, he was somehow just as winded as you were. Looking up at you, his expression was less feral and more adoring, bringing his fingers up to your mouth and letting you taste yourself. His cheeks were blushing a deep red when you swirled your tongue around them, whining just a little as you tugged at his roots.
He sat up, only to crawl on top of you and hide his face in your neck before you could look at him properly. Your legs were already around his waist, but Hyunjin gripped the underside of your thighs to hug his torso tighter, slipping them down to comfortably keep handfuls of your ass.
Just trying to get comfortable, you shifted a little and your soiled crotch bumped against his front again. It was warm and damp, “baby?”
“Yeah?�� He murmured, still kissing the side of your neck softly and digging his fingers into the flesh of your bottom.
“Did you–”
“Yeah,” Hyunjin chuckled lightly and held you somehow tighter. “And I’d do it again.”
“I didn’t even get to touch you.” The slight pout in your tone was amusing, apparently, he giggled.
“Do you have to? I mean,” Hyunjin sat back on his knees again, caged by your legs around his waist and pulling you higher up his lap, looking down at you like a full course meal. “Look at you, honey. How could I not? I have to restrain myself from wanting to eat you whole. You’re just so sexy.” Emphasizing his point, Hyunjin lightly slapped your ass and soothed over the skin with his palms. The way he bit his lip and hearts circling his head was confirmation enough, but it still made you shy.
“No fair,” you played with the band of his shorts. Hyunjin laughed a little more deviously, only letting go to strip away his shirt but not the shorts. “Babyyy,” snapping the elastic against his skin was your way of begging for him to get rid of them, too, but he’s stubborn.
“C’mon, honey. Can’t I just appreciate you without getting anything in return?”
“But I wanna,” you pulled his shorts harder.
Taking your hands away from his shorts, he guided them back up to his hair and leaned down for another parade of kisses, “maybe if you get rid of all your clothes for the rest of time.” You laughed against his lips.
“You’d never let me leave the house.” “Exactly. I get you all to myself forever and ever and ever. Every bit of you is mine. Now,” he grabbed the bottle of oil again, “let me finish that massage.”
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pillow-anime-talk · 1 year
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life with chrollo.
request ; @roseamie01: can i have some chrollo x reader? it’s up to you to write about anything and i am fine with nsfw stuff so i leave it to your imagination!
# tags: headcanon; current relationship; simple day with chrollo from morning to night; romance; a bit of fluff and soft!chrollo; sfw & nsfw
warnings: mention of sexual activities, nasty sex with chrollo, spanking, hair pulling, spitting, slutty names, deep throat, blood and bruises mention
includes: gender neutral reader ft. chrollo lucilfer {hxh}
author’s note: sorry for waiting so long! thank you and have nice day/night :)!
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→ sfw part ←
↘ Chrollo is husband material for me. He’s a really calm man who cares about the person closest to him if he truly loves them, and not just manipulates them and forces them to do bad things.
↘ Always puts his partner at first place and gets angry when someone tries to “steal” you or is too pushy with you.
↘ I’m also sure he likes to show off your relationship and always stays close to you in important meetings; he always has his hand on your shoulder or hip and often gives you kisses on the lips or hands. He also likes to tease all his male friends who are still single.
↘ He’s a gentleman. He loves all those smooth situations, like letting you through the door or paying for a fancy dinner. I also think that Chrollo likes to pamper you materially and never spares his money for a new gift for you: new shoes, a pretty cotton sweater, jewelry with beautiful gemstones, and is even willing to buy you a small pet if he sees that you will be a good future owner and take care of the animal appropriately.
↘ Chrollo is understanding and patient, though often overprotective and gets angry when you don’t listen to him or do stupid/dangerous things like going on missions with him or playing with Pakunoda’s weapons. However, he never raises his voice at you because your smile is apology enough for him. He’ll just take that knife or gun from you and give you a popsicle or your favorite bag of candy in return.
↘ He’s really cute and the rest of the Troupe are surprised by his behavior because Chrollo without you and with you are two completely different people.
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↘ In bed, however, Chrollo is... different.
↘ Just as he seems loving and affectionate with you around people, in your bedroom he’s not afraid to use more insulting words towards you. He loves to be rude, demanding and fast, sometimes too fast that orgasms go through your body one by one and you choke or cry with pleasure.
↘ During sex, Chrollo loves to bite you, pull your hair, spit on your face red from exertion, or slap your butt with such force that you feel pain for the next two or three days. 
↘ Sometimes he is so crazy and strong that the pressure of his hand causes bruises, even scratches and light blood stains on the light-colored sheets. He loves to make you agonize and bliss at the same time.
↘ Your boyfriend is a monster who always sets the pace, control and position (of course he sometimes grants your requests, but mostly he decides about your sexual activity). He loves to fuck you from behind and standing up against the wall, he also loves sex sitting down and one where he can bind your body with a tie, a piece of string or even his own T-shirt.
↘ He’s not a fan of sex toys and you both know that his tongue or fingers alone are enough to satisfy your needs. He also loves oral sex, or rather a strong deep throat. When he sees your face turn purple and more saliva drips from your mouth than usual, he’s so satisfied.
↘ A loving relationship with dirty sex is the perfect description of your relationship.
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