#if you don’t want hair on YOUR body shave it!!! other people’s are quite literally none of your concern or business!!!!! bitch

[greelin]

making your own personal preference everyone else’s problem is so sickening.. “i don’t like body hair on other people” okay. and how is that an issue for The Whole Entire World to care about and bend itself around to please you specifically. when hair grows on the body. other people do not live for your consumption. going as far as calling it “gross” especially in regards to women…. have you considered eating glass, maybe

#if you don’t want hair on YOUR body shave it!!! other people’s are quite literally none of your concern or business!!!!! bitch

[himbofan]

genshin characters' bodies headcanons

ok so we all know that genshin impact's in-game models leave much to be desired, soooo I wanted to explain some of the headcanons I have about characters’ physical features that don’t really get explored in game :) aka genshin but with actual body diversity lets goooooo (no this does not include genitalia) 

I’m using Fenty Beauty Pro Filt’r foundation shades to describe skin tone (you can go to their website here for references!)

cw: description of body parts, mentions of scars/past injuries, sfw

characters: diluc, kaeya, childe, beidou

word count: ~1k

Diluc Ragavindr 

this man is BUILT! 

thick muscular tree trunk arms and legs to support that giant ass claymore he swings around; and a wide, muscular back spread

He has a lot of muscle but he’s not super cut, there’s a slight layer of fat over it all so he has that soft but bulky build (and big tiddies)

big, strong veiny hands with thick fingers that aren’t stubby but not slender, he simply keeps his nails short but doesn’t do any fancy upkeep

I imagine him to be around 5’10” because I like to think he’s a little shorter than Kaeya (who totally makes fun of him for it)

he probably has some old scars on his arms and legs, which he pays little to no mind to

he has a tall nose bridge and a strong brow so it looks like he’s always scowling even if he’s not (no more alien bug eyes lmfao)

He has naturally pouty lips, but when he smiles (which he rarely does) he looks absolutely angelic

Fair skinned but with a warm undertone (fenty beauty shade 105), it’s hard to get him embarrassed but if you do, he blushes easily

The fluffiest hair you can imagine, its so soft and so pretty but he doesn’t really take special care of it so it’s usually just thrown back in a ponytail

He has a fair bit of body hair on his arms and legs, and if he doesn’t shave for a couple days he gets stubble on his face

Kaeya Alberich

Long, lanky and slender, but still muscular

He’s got toned arms and legs from being a Knight of Favonius but he’s not as stocky as Diluc, it’s more like a lean fit situation

His hands are big but his fingers are more slender and elongated

He takes care of his nails and lets Klee paint them sometimes :)

He has a slightly crooked smile that’s oh so charming, but it never quite reaches his eyes

He has the most beautiful long fluttering eyelashes and kissable lips

I imagine Kaeya to be about 6’2” or so, most of that height is from his long ass legs

He also has miscellaneous battle scars but he prefers to keep them hidden so people don’t ask too many questions about his past

Wide shoulders but a narrow waist (for other men to grab)

Much darker skin than the in-game model, and I think his undertones are cool (fenty beauty shade 340 or 450 I can’t decide)

His hair is also fluffy but the strands are longer and coarser than Diluc’s so it falls more evenly; also his hair is wavy when brushed out, but when he wakes up it forms into curls naturally! I also imagine him to take better care of his hair than his brother

Has less body hair than Diluc and cannot grow even facial hair to save his life (he prefers a clean look anyways)

Childe/Ajax/Tartaglia

he’s very muscular and cut from years of nonstop fighting, literally a greek god

He could crush your head between his thick thighs like a watermelon

He’s pretty damn tall, standing at around 6’4” or so, pretty even proportions

This man is pasty af!!! His undertones are cool and his skin has a pink, rosy glow (fenty beauty shade 100)

He cannot get a tan to save his life, instead he gets a shit ton of freckles all over his face and body, the freckles fade in the winter but they’re always slightly visible

His body is absolutely covered in battle scars because he’s so reckless, but he wears them with pride as proof of his training and skills

He has a scar on his forehead that cuts through his eyebrow, giving him a permanent eyebrow slit

His hair is the exact consistency and color of Ed Sheeran’s

His nose has a bump in the middle and it’s a little crooked because he broke it and it never healed properly (he doesn’t care to get it fixed)

His neck is thick and he has a prominent adam’s apple

Slightly thinner lips that are a pale pink, they naturally rest in an easy smile to juxtapose his dead eyes

He has small dimples on both cheeks when he smiles

Beidou

MUSCLE MOMMY, I’d like to think shes in her late 30’s or early 40’s

She has an overwhelmingly large presence, immediately taking over the aura of any room she enters

She has a wide, muscular back rife with scars that she flexes when she’s drunk

She’s pretty tanned from being out on the sea all the time and has a warm undertone (fenty beauty shade 255)

Could also crush your head with her thick thighs or biceps (her lat spread is insane)

Definitely has washboard abs, a perfect 6-pack

She’s pretty tall, around 5’11”

Blunt and thick fingers, she doesn’t bother with fancy nail care but keeps them tidy

Her hair is very coarse, straight and thick, the kids in Liyue Harbor try to play with it using clips and braids but they always fall out because her hair is so resilient

She has deep set smile lines and crow’s feet from many years of hearty laughter

Her eyes are monolid; technically speaking it’s just one eye since the other was lost in a vicious battle a long time ago

She has a long scar running over her lost eye from her forehead to the middle of her cheek, and another smaller scar on the corner of her lips

Her nose is rounded at the end and also used to be crooked from a fight, but Ningguang made her fix it because a deviated septum is bad for breathing

a/n: this was soooo much fun i have so many more ideas for other characters but lmk who you wanna see next :3

#genshin impact #my work #sfw #genshin impact headcanons #genshin headcanons #diluc headcanons #kaeya headcanons #childe headcanons #beidou headcanons #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #diluc ragnvindr #kaeya alberich #childe tartagalia

[insuke69]

Hey I was wondering if you could do a hobie x trans!reader mtf kinda like the ftm one you did, and if so please tag me in it

His Girl.

★Hobie Brown x Mtf!reader <3

☆You're feeling insecure of something you know you can't get rid of any time soon. At least Hobie would never mind.

★ ; Angst, misgendering mentioned, descriptions of crying, pre-bottom surgery, fluff.

☆ Transphobia = Blocked 849 words.

_______________________

You look at the woman in the mirror you’ve worked so hard to maintain, making you feel like you inside. After years of taking hormone therapy to kill off the misplaced testosterone and replace them with as much estrogen you could.

Little bitties grew, thinner hairs to shave, and finally being the girl you’ve known you were ever since you saw your friends wear dresses, Hardly anyone could tell; You’re always told ‘You don’t look trans?’ as if trans girls looked any different from the ones assigned as such at birth.

All was good except for one thing.

One thing that could have been good if you were cis.

Of course it's convenient whenever you and your boyfriend, Hobie, are having intimacy, but beyond that: It’s difficult to try and tuck every hour of the day spent in public and you can only dream of wearing thin dresses without that incorrectly positioned dick.

Except you had found a summer dress at a thrift shop while on a date with Hobie and bought it because of it’s cutthroat price and at how it would seem to hug your body perfectly once its being worn, the color would be breathtaking against your skin and ‘on the floor of my bedroom’ as Hobie put it.

That impulsive buy ended up having its repercussions, you were in the bathroom and you almost felt like you were gonna cry.

It wasn’t that the dress didn’t fit, You tried it on when you were buying it, But you were tucked then. Usually when you re-enter the comfort of your own home you get comfortable on the couch or in bed and quit worrying about being tucked or not.

But promptly forgetting about it, your default of having your sex free in the confines of your underwear. That bulge peeking through the soft fabric which made you frown, whining with your hands over your face with frustration.

It’s so hard to try and be as womanly as possible, if it’s not hormones it’s the clothing. If it isn’t clothing, It’s the people and homophobes. If it isn't any that bullshit; It’s the one thing you’re fully stuck with until you can afford the surgery.

Your body.

Hobie had heard the whines from the other side of the door and soon began knocking on it. “Sweethear’?” He asked as the door opened slowly, being greeted by you quickly wiping your eyes free of the fallen tears.

“Hey hey hey..” He said with his voice being gentle and soft as if speaking to a baby, his hands moving towards you to pull them away from your face, soon wiping your tears himself. “What’s wrong?”

You frowned more as you looked up at him, you felt your throat grow an unforgiving lump, and not wanting to talk because you knew your voice would crack with your words.

“The dress doesn’t look good on me..” You mumbled after being able to find your voice, looking down at the dress adorning your frame and straightening it out by your hips to express what you mean.

“What are you talking about? You’re beautiful..” he responded softly as he looked down at you and your body with his eyes gazed at you as if you were the only woman in town, in the city, at all. 

“The dress is too thin- and I’ll have to always be tucked and it’s annoying how I’m literally just a girl but born in the wrong body.” You cried, to which hobie wrapped his arms around you with one hand cradling the back of your head.

“Shh.. Shh.. You’re alrigh’, You’re going to be fine. Soon you’ll have the surgery, soon you wouldn’ even recognize the boy that was once there.” He tried to reassure before you cut him off.

“Soon! I don’t care about soon I need Now, I don’t want to have to wait-”

“Exactly, You’re stuck like this. Things may look bad but look on the brighter side. You have me that will support you along the way, You have the access to hormones and you have something to look forward to. I bet this day in two years will breeze on and by then the only thing about you that wouldn’t be accommodated to the girl you are is a letter in a birth certificate.”

You felt yourself get less tense at his words and melt a bit more into his comforting touch and his words soothing your ears to your brain.

Once the atmosphere calmed down, Hobie kissed the top of your head and leaned over a little more in order to whisper in your ear, “Besides, we can have so much fun in said two years.”

You roll your eyes playfully and soon feel his lips close over yours, and your beating heart pumping downwards in a familiar way. And he slowly eases you against the bathroom sink and hands lowering to the ends of your dress just below your hips, and his voice a low raspy siren call.

“Lemme show you how much fun I can ‘ave wit’ my girl..”

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Stopping right before the smut because feminism or something (/j)

I'm not a trans woman so I'm sorry if I got anything bad or wrong! Commissions = open

#across the spiderverse #hobie brown #insuke #fanfic #spiderman #hobie brown fanfiction #hobie brown imagine #hobie brown x reader #spider punk #{☆insooks ☆} #Hobie Brown x trans #why isnt that a tag

[jungwnies]

𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭 | 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢

a ⤖ aftercare (how he is after sex)

needless to say, he doesn’t do much after sex. sometimes he’ll clean up but usually he just falls right asleep. it’s like your his melatonin, he falls asleep quickly after.

b ⤖ body part (his favorite body part)

definitely your boobs; he loves holding them, playing with them; he also just loves your ass but more so your boobs for sure.

c ⤖ cum (anything to do with cum)

the way he loves coming on your face; especially when you’re giving him head, he doesn’t want to cum in your mouth but he wants to give you a whole facial, literally fucks your mouth

d ⤖ dirty secret (his dirty secret)

he wants to fuck you in front of his members; he loves the thought of other people watching

e ⤖ experience (how experienced is he?)

i wouldn’t say he’s super experienced, but he definitely knows what he’s doing.

f ⤖ fav position (sex position)

doggy style or cowgirl, depends on his mood; sometimes he wants to see your ass bounce on his cock and other times he wants to see your boobs bounce in front of him.

g ⤖ goofy (how he acts in the moment)

he’s not goofy, but there are definitely times where there’s a laugh here and there; usually he’s just full of lust

h ⤖ hair (how groomed is he?)

he’s pretty well groomed (since he’s an idol) but he’s got a little hair down there, it’s not long or anything, it’s just there and he doesn’t really like to shave it all off so he trims it

i ⤖ intimacy (how passionate is he?)

he’s passionate in his own way; some may think he’s just someone who wants to fuck but he knows how to show his love; but usually he’s degrading while praising you; and he’s just really rough

j ⤖ jack off (how often he masturbates)

all the fucking time; but only to you. he also enjoys masturbating in front of you, but he always gets off on your pictures and videos :,)

k ⤖ kink (one or more)

he’s not really someone who has a specific kink; he’s just really into degrading you or praising you; depends on his mood tbh

l ⤖ location (fav place to do it)

the car … the bed … dorms … he will fuck you anywhere so he doesn’t really have a favorite place

m ⤖ motivation (what keeps him going)

the expression on your face while he fucks you silly makes him go crazyyyyy, that’ll keep him going for hours. the hold he has on you; he’s going feral.

n ⤖ no (something he would NOT do)

there’s literally NOTHING he wouldn’t do

o ⤖ oral (giving + receiving — is he good?)

he’s good at giving; his tongue game goes crazy; however, he’d rather receive it

p ⤖ pace (fast and rough? slow and sensual?)

undoubtedly fast and rough; fuck slow and sensual with this dude; he’s going to fuck you silly every fucking time.

q ⤖ quickies (his opinion on it + how often they happen)

he loves them, love love love. and they happen quite often, anything will rile him up

r ⤖ risks (is he willing to experiment, does he take risks, etc.)

he’s willing to experiment and take risks, but he’d rather stick with what he’s used to. but hes 100% willing to take risks in public ~~~

s ⤖ stamina (how long can he last?)

very long; hours, days, months, years, decades. he’s nonstop

t ⤖ toys (does he use/own any?)

no, he thinks he that they can’t deliver the same kind of pleasure he can, and it hurts his ego so he refuses to use any or buy any.

u ⤖ unfair (how much does he tease?)

all the time, especially since he’s just constantly horny or has explicit thoughts; he’s teasing all the time.

v ⤖ volume (how loud is he + what noises does he make?)

loud; he’s so vocal, if he feels good he’s gonna make sure everyone knows he feels good. he makes lewd deep moans, and he’s constantly telling you how good you feel around him.

w ⤖ wild card (random headcanon for him)

he wants to film a sex tape so bad; he’s not sure if he’d want to upload it, but he wants to film one with you badly.

x ⤖ x-ray (what’s under his clothes?)

his size is not BIG, but it’s definitely lengthy. he’s pretty fit but i don’t see him having abs or anything.

y ⤖ yearning (how high is his sex drive?)

JIJSXJDJDNF ITS SO HIGH LMFAO LIKE I SAID HE CAN GO FOR HOURSSSSS

z ⤖ zzz (how quickly does he sleep after?)

he falls asleep relatively quick; just depends on what events unfolded that day.

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[meowzfordayz]

showering (together)

Author’s Note: brainstormed this while showering lmao.

showering (together)

Himejima Gyomei x Reader, Kamado Tanjirou x Reader, Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader, Shinazugawa Sanemi x Reader, Tomioka Giyuu x Reader

Word Count: ~1,900

CW: explicit language, mild sexual content

~faqs~

If we’re talking average sized shower (like, square base, NOT an attached bathtub), then Gyomei def unintentionally hogs the showerhead

Not his fault tho, yanno? 🤪

Showering w/ him is like when two people try to wash their hands using the same faucet 😂

And you get the run off from his cupped palms (analogically speaking)

That being said, if you’re living together—showering together—then you prob eventually install a shower w/ multiple showerheads

Like, those large showers with opposing showerheads

Orrr an outdoor shower w/ side by side showerheads ??

Guess it depends on the location/season/weather lol

But you’d still likely need/want an indoor shower too

I TOTALLY HC GYOMEI TO BE A HUGE FAN OF SHOWER PRODUCTS

He’s all about exfoliating scrubs

Essential oil shower steamers

Fancy shaving creams

Hair masks

Tell him you’re interested in trying something, and literally the next time you shower it’ll be there

And he actually uses up everything too !!

~Eventually, obvi, he’s not wasting 5 shower steamers in one go

But you don’t have to feel too badly about accumulating a gluttonous amount of anything, bc he’s adamant and dedicated to fully utilizing and appreciating whatever he purchases

Plus, he’s got a lot of surface area to cover ?? 🤗

Scrubs, soaps, and other body things don’t last too long

Hair things, maybe a lil longer (depends more so on your hair care routine than his)

If y’all shop at Lush, then you best believe you get to turn in your 5 pots for a free facial often

As for how frequently you shower together

I imagine it’s a natural ebb and flow?

Like, it’s mutually understood that you’re ~always welcome to hop in unannounced, but there’s also never any offense taken if you decline an invite

Showering allows you to spend time together in a way that you wouldn’t w/ anyone else — w/o necessarily implying or prompting sexual activity

It’s an opportunity to cherish, nourish, and dote on each other while maintaining a lighter, familiar air

Romance and domesticity, appreciation and tranquility

Aaand you get a good laugh at how much bigger Gyomei’s towels are compared to yours 😇

Always bashful when you slip into the shower w/ him

Doesn’t matter if you’ve been together for months, or yrs

Tanjirou’s expression always brightens, just as his cheeks always darken ☺️

“Babe, you okay?” you ask teasingly, popping his #personal space bubble w/ a peck to his nose

“Yeah,” he gulps, blinking rapidly as he adjusts to your warmth, your proximity, “You’re beautiful.”

“As are you,” you grin, pressing a reassuring kiss to his right shoulder

“I’m off balance,” he pouts

You raise a knowing eyebrow, pressing another kiss to his left shoulder

“Much better,” he nods, “My turn.”

my turn always means showering for much longer than necessary

First, Tanjirou has to kiss your skin until you aren’t quite sure anymore if you’re glistening from the shower or from the wetness of his mouth

Mind you, they’re soft kisses — steady, grounding, worshiping kisses

Second, he has to slowly, thoroughly, painstakingly wash you

It’s his favorite “chore” — getting to relieve you of any grime, sweat, tension from your day

And if it’s a morning shower, then he indulges just as much in getting to be your gentle, careful awakening — your cheerful, quiet introduction to consciousness

Third, if you plan on washing your hair, then he has to do that too

Prob took him a plethora of tries to figure out exactly how much shampoo, conditioner, and/or whatever you use

Not to mention, that amount occasionally changes depending on: how dirty your hair feels, whether you’re growing it out, just got it cut, etc

Aaand, he def sometimes washes your hair twice just bc he enjoys the intimacy—love—soaked into doing such a task

Fourth, he has to hold you

As the shower does its job rinsing off his labor of devotion aka suds

Stroking your back with his inevitably pruning fingers

Eyes closed as he fades into the rhythm of your scent

“Tanjirou, we can’t fall asleep in the shower,” you chuckle fondly

And he knows you shouldn’t fall asleep in the shower

But he almost wants to

Wants to fall indefinitely into the bliss enveloping his being

Into the security, the promise, of your body embracing him

And as he holds you, he knows

He’s already falling, has been falling for ages, and it feels

Easy, soothing

Beautiful

DEF THE TYPE TO ONLY TAKE COLD SHOWERS 😭

Like, yeah, he runs hot (heh 😉)

But he’s also a morning person and cheerful and ugggh- 😝

I just 1,000% hc him to only take cold showers

“It is good for your immune system.”

“It is a refreshing way to start your day!”

“You waste less water, because you do not stay in the shower for as long!” 

Bc it’s fucking cold KYOJURO AHHHHH 🙄

So if you ~aren’t the cold shower type

Then, uhh, good luck ?? 😶

Not to mention, he doesn’t take particularly long showers either

So even if you are the cold shower type

If you try to hop in the shower w/ him, then chances are he’s already halfway finished

“Good morning [y/n]! I am happy to share my shower with you! I am actually just about done, however.”

That being said, if you’re already showering (Imma go ahead and assume ~most ppl don’t take cold showers lmao) and he feels like joining you, then he’s polite and lets you control the water temp

Lowkey he prob melts a bit

Starts regretting his cold shower regimen

This is so comfortable ??

Why do I torture myself ??

Softens as he hugs your glistening skin, inhaling gentle steam, pressing light kisses into your wet hair

Def enjoys helping you wash your back

Chuckling to himself as he creates and pops shiny suds

Purposely drops the soap so he can lather your legs as well 😌

Nuzzles at your curves with his nose, totally unfazed by the inevitable taste of soap in his mouth

Rests his chin on your knee, staring intensely—adoringly—at you despite the deluge

You usually have to tug endearingly at his hair to get him to stand fully upright again

Kyojuro could honestly wash-rinse-admire-repeat you for hrs

Whiiich is also why he only indulges himself every so often ☹️

Normally offers bs excuses for why he can’t shower w/ you

But it’s just bc he knows he’s weak for you and your hot showers

And gosh darn it hE ONLY TAKES COLD SHOWERS 😤

Doesn’t mind showering together

AS LONG AS YOU DON’T CHANGE HIS MUSIC, OR ADJUST ITS VOLUME

Not that he’s blasting heavy metal first thing in the morning, or last thing at night

But showers are a moment of escape for Sanemi

He’s come a lonnng way from Why are you here? to This feels right in regards to

Well

Literally just your permanence in his life

So you’re allowed—encouraged—to escape w/ him

But pls don’t mess w/ his music

And also don’t take whatever he’s playing to heart

Man could be listening to melancholy break up songs while thinking about how happy and grateful he is to be your partner

Just as he could be listening to sappy love songs while thinking about how much you pissed him off yesterday

Dw tho: it’s prob over something silly, and he’ll still hold his breath in pleasant disbelief if you join him in the shower

HE’S A SUCKER FOR SHOWER KISSES

For how your lips glisten, wet from his skin

How they’re so soft, so mindful, so perfect

Caressing his scars, reaching to the depth of their ache, siphoning thin slivers of their layered weight

“You’re so pink,” you smile at his noticeable flush

“Cause the water’s hot,” he mutters

Which, he’s not lying

Buuut he’s also lying a little

Sure, the water’s hot

And so is affectionate glow in your stare

“Nemi,” you whisper, barely audible over the shower’s pitter patter

“Hm?” he rasps, pitch higher than intended

Fuck

You baited him 😔

The telltale roughness catching in his throat as he stands helpless

Defenseless against your gleeful squeal as you nip at his jaw, your hands as they squeeze his hips, the smoothness of faintly scented soap as you begin washing his fluttering chest

“You’re annoying,” he grumbles, his head tilting back, eyes closing contently as he savors the familiar glide of your now slippery fingertips along the strength in his shoulders

“You’re so pretty,” you declare, eliciting a shy, caught-off-guard gasp, “So pretty and so pink.”

Sanemi tries to look like he’s glowering, but you know him too well

He’s totally blushing and preening 🥰

Absolutely the type to take 40+ min, scalding showers 🥵

Idek if he’s having shower thoughts

He’s highkey just… in there ??

Vibing?

Prob loses track of time, steps out of the shower thinking it’s been 10 mins, but then he checks his phone and sees a couple missed calls from his dearly beloved aka you 😅

He feels badly about it tho

Water consumption, time consumption, the fact that he only washed himself for like, 5 mins, and then stood there for another 30+

So he compromises by showering w/ you !!

Well, it’s a compromise assuming your showers are shorter than his (bc he simply gets out whenever you do) 😆

He isn’t exactly a talkative or active showering partner

Still just vibing lol

But he does appreciate how delicately, smoothly you wash every inch of his relaxed form

How you rub small circles up and down his arms; interlock your soapy fingers w/ his; giggle as you scrub at his armpits; greedily wash his chest once, twice, three times, never tiring of his graceful muscles; playfully squeeze his bum on your way down to his legs; even carefully lifting his feet to ensure you clean his heels and toes

Ngl, he doesn’t really think to return the favor 🙃

BUT, if you casually, unassumingly, hand him the soap (once you’re satisfied w/ his lvl of soapiness, ofc)

Then he’ll automatically start washing you

He mimics your motions, having gradually—subconsciously—memorized your attention to detail

Little dabs of soap behind your ears, gentle scratching at the base of your neck, fingertips following the curves of your thighs, teasing pinches at the spots he knows are most sensitive

It’s almost counterproductive showering together ??

Bc even tho he’s counting on you to enforce #shower discipline, it’s difficult for you to resist the intimate, sensual lull that his presence—his touch—creates

You feel like you’re breaking your own heart when you turn off the water

The soft haze of shower Giyuu swirling quietly down the drain

Faint tautness sharpening his movements as he pushes aside the shower curtain

Steps onto the bathmat

“Let me wrap you up,” he murmurs, an inviting towel spanning from one of his hands to the other

He’s still dripping btw, like, what a gentleman ?! 🥺

So you let him

And you swear you can feel him pressing the lingering tenderness of shower Giyuu into your damp skin

Bc maybe there isn’t a shower Giyuu after all

It’s all just Giyuu​

#headcanons #modern au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #himejima gyomei #gyomei x reader #kamado tanjirou #tanjiro x reader #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro x reader #shinazugawa sanemi #sanemi x reader #tomioka giyuu #giyuu x reader

[yelenasbabydoll]

Shalnark

NSFW alphabet

Female reader

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Shalnark is sweet but a little overboard with the aftercare such as carrying you everywhere( although with him you might need it ) or treating you like your to dumb to do it for yourself so he has to do it for you

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On himself probably his arms simply because he’s strong and he knows that you like them

On you I feel like shalnark would like bigger people so your boobs( even if there not big) thighs, and he really likes your stomach his hands are always on your thighs or stomach

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I feel like he would use condoms, but if your on the pill ( or if you two are somehow trying for a baby) he would absolutely adore to cum in you I also feel like his cum is thick and has a sweet taste to it and he cums A LOT

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Before you two got together he would stalk you as steal your underwear from your dirty laundry basket, he still does this sometimes he’ll just get a pretty pair of your underwear from your laundry basket and jack off with them ( he also fantasizes about a threesome with feitan and might bring up the idea to him)

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Little boy shal was a virgin when you two got together, but since he is always on the internet he definitely knows what he’s doing and he’s developed many kinks from the internet

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything with him on top, although every once in a while he’ll let you too he always prefers to be on top

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He is more serious but he is always sporting his signature smile

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He has a nice dirty blonde happy trail but he trims it and keeps it maintained but I feel like the hair down there a little darker blonde than his hair ,Doesn’t care if you shave or not just prefers if your legs are shaved because he likes the smooth feeling And for the hair in his head it’s soooo soft and he loves having it pulled

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He isn’t really romantic but every once and a while he’ll set up candles and roses ( but it will probably just turn into wax o play)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Before he met you he jacked off probably daily if not two times a day because he still has the sex drive of a teenager but after you to got together he stopped and only jacks off when your away

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Okay there’s so many he lives for overstimulation, ( he overstims you) bondage, spanking, wax, bdsm, pet play, tittle jobs, and I don’t know if this is a kink or not but he loves anal and eating ass

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He prefers a bed particularly his or your but if he really wants to get it on the table or couch will do

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

THIGH HIGHS he lives for that shit, and when he’s doing something online and you come up in nothing but a big t-shirt and thigh highs

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He doesn’t like pegging or anything to do with toes

He is also quite against piss and shit like he’s cool with blood, spit and cum but no other bodily fluids

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

he prefers to give oral he loves to eat you out ( and he’s a god at it) He’ll just sit there for hours between your thighs before he gets tired, also lives for you to sit on his face ( he will literally beg you to sit in his face)When it comes to blow jobs he likes them but he loves when he’s playing a game and you come in and get on your knees for him, he also loves to face fuck you

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He is almost always fast and rough

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He loves them but if you have a quickie that day be ready for the night because he feels like he has to make it up with longgggg sex

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s all up for experimenting because I I said he’s always in the internet net no matter the kink you have he’s probably heard of it and If he hasn’t or doesn’t know a lot about it he’s so happy to try it out

When it come to risks he will take them like fucking in a room next to the hide out or something like that or eating you out at a restaurant or even the time he meets your family he might be fingering you from under the table

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Since he’s a member of the phantom troupe he is amazing physically so his stamina is very good and pair that with he’s teenage like sex drive and your in for one hell of a night

But really he last for about a hour and can go for 3-5 rounds but then he’ll have to take a break and maybe eat something and then he’s back at it, And after he’s cum it takes him about 2-5 minutes to get hard again

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Oh he doesn’t have any toys for him self but for you soooo many from so many types of vibrators to dildos to buttplugs he has them all

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He is more into overstimulation

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

When he’s sober he’s pretty quiet he moans a lot but there barely audible but he grunts and whines a lot and he’s is constantly praising you

But when he’s drunk he’s a mess just moaning and whining so loud everyone and they daddy knows

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He wants a threesome with feitan as we know but he would also be open to one with any of the troupe members as he trust them or even watching one of the members fuck your and him just sit there jacking off

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He’s about 7.5 inches and THICC like 5 inches around thick

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

As I’ve mentioned above he he’s the sex drive of a teenage boy so he wants to fuck at least once a day or at least eat you out if you don’t want to have full on freaky time

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He gets tired like 5 minutes after but after that he’s ready to go unless of course your tired in which case he’ll cuddle you and sleep after a shower or bath

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[proserpina-magnus]

☘️ - NSFW alphabet

James Potter if haven't done one

This is a little choppy but I hope you enjoy it! Mwah.

James Potter NSFW Alphabet

Reader: tried to keep it as nb as possible )

Warning: pure smut and no editing

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Super comforting and he’s really affectionate. He loves to massage your back (which will probably lead to another round). And he does that cute thing where he’d rub his nose against yours. He’d cover you in blankets and literally would hand feed you if he could. He basically forces you to drink water as well.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves your thighs, he likes placing his hands on them and laying in between them.

He likes his stomach since he’s worked really hard on it over the last couple of years with quidditch.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He will wear a condom only if you want, but he’d much prefer to go without. He’s pull out game is strong as fuck and he usually cums over your ass or thighs, sometimes even stomach.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

James wants to do collaring and he’s been fascinated and keeps daydreaming about being your good boy or having the opposite and getting you a collar that says “daddy’s _____” (preferred nicknames like girl or boy, etc).

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s pretty experienced without actually have experience, he wants first times to be important so he was actually waiting for the right one (which happened to be you). He can definitely find his way around your body with ease, who knows how he knows how to do it.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary, he likes have your knees over his shoulders and takes his sweet time making the moment last as long as possible.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s a sap so he try’s not to be humourus, he wants the sex to be romantic and he can’t risk turning you off with one of his lame dad jokes.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

It’s a mess, he’s tried to shave it, comb it, trim it, it’ll just grow back. It definitely matches his head hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Like said before, James wants the sex to be romantic. He likes holding your hand and kissing your shoulder’s and lips until they're rosy. He just wants to take care of you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Pretty often, he gets stressed sometimes so he’ll just get out a quick wank before heading to class in the morning or late at night.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He has a ton, d/s is very present and the roles switch between you both often. Power play is a must and he has a big thing for bondage, he loves all the different knots and shapes, he thinks the ropes look pretty against your skin. There’s others like makeup, he weirdly finds it attractive when mascara runs down your cheeks.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Usually in his dorm, he prefers to have his time and spend every second admiring and taking care of you. He rarely would want to do something out of order and he needs a quick notice before trying a new location. He usually promises you he’ll satisfy you later if you become needy during class or at hogsmeade.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Everything, fuck me eyes go along way for him. Sometimes you don’t even mean to get him going and he’s rushing you up to his dorm. He likes the uniforms too, he’d purposely mix up your robes or house ties just so people would know you’d belong to a certain wizard.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He’d like spanking to a minimum, but the second he sees blood he freaks out. Even bruises make him worry and he’d begin to cry and kiss over it, promising you he’d never mean to hurt you and he’d be super careful next time.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He prefers receiving it, since he likes the stability of cumming down your throat. But if he’s subby he’s prefer to give you pleasure, he just wants to please you.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends, sometimes after a quidditch game (depending if he won or lost) he’d take it out on you, rough and fast sex was a must so he could released all of his pent up tension. But then he’d get really soft and gentle to soothe over the rough behaviour. If he’s subby, he’ll let you control everything.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Personally he doesn’t like it, a quick blow job in between classes is alright with him or even a quick fuck in the showers in the changing rooms, but he prefers his time and he’d rather have you all to himself for a few hours.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Not necessarily, he likes boundaries so you both talk over them often and he’d just do whatever was in the green zone. Sometimes if he’s being a hard dom he’ll try a risky move, wait for you reaction and depending on that he’ll keep it up or drop it immediately.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Oh boy… he’s not the Gryffindor quidditch caption for nothing. He’s athletic, charming, and a golden retriever boyfriend. He definitely can go for 4 or 5, depending on his mood and on time, since it doesn’t take much to make him cum.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn’t, he’s a bit embarrassed but he definitely isn’t opposed to watching you play with yourself. He actually loves mutual masterbation and he enjoys watching you show him all the things that make you feel good.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He hates teasing you but loves when you tease him, every little look or if you grab his arm for protection, he’s creaming in his pants. Whenever you whisper in his ear, even if it isn’t sexual, he’s gulping and fixing his trousers.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Subby James moans a lot, he whines and whispers and he likes to talk. But more dominant James groans and whispers cusses (which is the only time he rarely swears because he hates cuss words).

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He enjoys morning sex way to much, he likes the sunlight beaming in and the slow and groggy movements due to being sleepy, he loves the little whines and enjoys the cold air from the morning cooling off his hot skin.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

A solid nine inches, come on he’s James Potter. He’s quite proud of it too, smirking whenever he see’s a tummy bulge or even when you have trouble standing after sex.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

It’s high to the extreme, he never knew how horny he truly was until he began to date you. Every day he wanted to take you to his dorm and try new things, he wanted to be cocooned in between your legs.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If he’s had a long day, it doesn’t take long. He’s a gentleman so he’ll kill you to sleep before he passes out, but sometimes you’d get back from the bathroom and see him sprawled out, a big grin on his face.

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[anqeluv]

nsfw alphabet : jung jaehyun

content warnings : not quite a breeding kink but definitely cum play, praises, teasing, cockwarming, use of vibrators and mention of handcuffs.

aftercare : i think he would be good at it in a sense but i also feel like you have to be really close for him to care to put a lot of effort into it. like he’s always respectful and kind, but if you’re just a one night stand, he’s probably not going to shower with you and order you food. but if you’re dating? that’s a big commitment for him and his love languages are acts of service and quality time. so of course he’s going to make sure you feel as loved as you are.

body part : he loves almost everything about himself, but if he had to pick in a sexual sense he would pick his lips. he loves kissing you almost as much as he likes fucking you. everything is really slow paced with jaehyun, but in a good way.

on you, he likes your legs. no matter how big or small, he likes holding them in his hands. bonus points if there’s something for him to squish. but he loves all thighs! he would happily be crushed by any of them.

cum : he cums on your tummy most of the time. no babies for you two yet. but you two have a game. he likes fucking you raw and then the risk of nearly cumming inside is enough to get you both off. even if you can’t get pregnant, there’s something about the way he teases you, acting like he’s going to cum inside you, asking if you want him to stay inside, pressing right up against your favorite spot, and then he pulls out and cums on your stomach, his hand moving down to rub against your clit or your cock until you’re cumming too.

dirty secret : he’s actually really loves vanilla sex. he also enjoys kinky sex, of course, but sometimes he just wants to feel special and loved. he doesn’t know how to express that in words, but if you ever just started giving him a bunch of kisses and it lead to soft, slow sex in your bed he would literally be so over the moon happy. like that’s all he needs.

experience : he’s probably pretty experienced, in my opinion. like there’s no way that man doesn’t get laid on a weekly basis at least. i’m kidding, but like on a real note he does know what he’s doing and he doesn’t mind having to teach you if you don’t. but he also loves having sex with experienced people as well so either way it’s a win win for him. he just likes you.

favorite positions : he seems like the type who would want to hit from behind. he knows exactly how to fuck you like that and it gives him the perfect opportunity to choke you or pull your hair if you like either of those things. i think he also is into missionary. it’s simple, but sweet. another favorite is that one where you’re like spooning but you lift your leg up??? i hope i’m exposing that right lol.

goofy : i think you guys could definitely be the type of couple to start laughing in the middle of sex, but i also don’t know if jaehyun could continue afterwards. like it might ruin the sexual mood (not in a bad way though!) like you guys just start laughing out of nowhere and then you can’t keep going. but honestly that’s okay because sometimes the goal isn’t to cum but just to feel close and have a good time.

hair : he seems like the type who would keep it trimmed. if you preferred less hair, he might shave it all off for you, but on his own he prefers the trimmed look. i think he would prefer the same thing on you, but at the end of the day he doesn’t mind more or less hair. that’s up to you since it’s your body :)

intimacy : i think most of the time sex would be pretty intimate. if it’s just a one night stand, then maybe not so much but if you’re dating then he definitely wants to feel close to you. it’s a lot of kisses and holding each other close and saying i love you. the first time was a little overwhelming for you both, but it brought you much closer.

jerk off : i don’t think he does it crazy often, but he probably jerks off without you a few times a week. sometimes you do something that you don’t even mean to be sexy and he still gets turned on by it. like putting lip gloss on or wearing his favorite pair of shorts. he feels bad about asking you to take care of it for him, since you weren’t trying to turn him on, so he usually takes care of it himself. but if he’s on your he likes calling you and doing it together.

kinks : listed below

oral kink — he loves the sight of you on your knees. of course, he always reciprocates, but he likes the idea of you with an oral fixation, always needing something of his in your mouth. his fingers, his cock, it didn’t matter. he also loves seeing you cum. it’s his favorite thing, knowing that he made you feel good. so he loves oral, no matter which one of you is receiving it. it’s one of his favorite things to do.

riding kink — jaehyun seems very mellow to me and i think he would love being able to watch you sit on his cock and do all of the work for him. he lays back like the prince he is and runs his hands up your thighs and offers you the most unfiltered praise. he says all kinds of things when you ride him, all of them good, but he isn’t usually that uninhibited. it just all feels so good, he can’t help it.

cockwarming — he likes hanging out with you, watching movies or playing games with you on his lap, your shorts pulled to the side so he can slip his dick inside you while you do it. his left hand strokes over the little bulge in your belly, occasionally teasing you over how full you must be. “do you like that, baby girl? do you like having my cock deep inside?”

location : i think he would stick to comfortable places that you’re both familiar with. he doesn’t want anyone to find out about your sex life. to him, that’s something private between you and he cherishes that (and you) too much to want anyone else to see you doing it lol. you’re his, not for anyone else’s eyes.

motivation (turn ons) : he likes when you do things meant to tease him, like wearing a shirt he knows he’s told you turns him on or sexting him from across the room when you’re with other people. there’s something about not being able to rail you the way he wants to in that very moment that gets him. he loves being able to fantasize about what he’s going to do to you later.

no (turn offs) : he doesn’t like exhibitionism. to him, sex is a private thing between you. he also doesn’t like hard degradation. the thought of calling you treating you badly, even if it turns you on, makes his heart hurt, honestly. he doesn’t want to be mean.

oral : jaehyun is pretty good at oral. he almost always gives it to you before putting anything inside you. he starts with his fingers, gently touching you so lightly you almost don’t feel it. he traces your underwear slowly, up and down. he circles your little clit until you whine for him to please, please touch you properly and then, grinning, he’ll eat you out for real.

as much as he likes teasing you, he doesn’t want to be teased when he’s receiving oral (which is what makes it so fun). he gets a little whiny sometimes. he’s not above begging for you, but eventually he gets impatient and he’d fuck your mouth to punish you (with consent and love, of course).

pace : his pace is slow at first, and then faster later as the two of you get caught up in the moment. he’s very patient. he doesn’t mind spending the time he needs to work you up, pressing kisses to your lips until you both can’t stand it anymore.

quickies : these happen when you’re both in one of your desperate moods. jaehyun is good at quickies though. like right before you need to be somewhere, but you can’t wait until after whatever the event is to be over, so he presses you up against a wall and tugs your underwear to the side while he sucks hickies over the column of your throat. “shh, be quiet, love,” he says, pushing two fingers into your mouth, “or the neighbors will complain again.”

risk : again, jaehyun doesn’t like taking risks in terms of location. as a celebrity, his privacy is really important and he doesn’t want to risk that by fucking you somewhere that you could be seen. then again, he does have a thing for cumming inside of you so he doesn’t avoid risk completely. he likes the thrill of doing something he’s not supposed to, but in the safety of his own home where his career isn’t in danger.

stamina : he could go all night long if he needs to. he doesn’t get tired easily and he doesn’t mind making you feel good without directly fucking you. sometimes he prefers it, if he’s sleepy. he’ll have you lay against him and put his arms around you, sleepily tugging your pajama bottoms to the side so he can finger you until you cum a few times.

toys : he doesn’t use too many, but he does have a stash of vibrators and ties that you use occasionally. he thinks that they only better the experience for both of you, so he likes using them whenever the two of you remember. most of the time, you’re too caught up in each other, but sometimes when he really wants to tease you, he’ll use a little bullet vibrator on you. and despite his thing about keeping sex in the bedroom, i don’t think he’d mind using vibrating panties on you.

unfair : he teases you a lot, but only because he knows that it makes it feel better for you. fucking you immediately wouldn’t feel good and he wants you to feel as amazing as you make him feel. does the sadistic side of him love watching you squirm and beg for him to touch you where you want him? absolutely. that’s just an added bonus.

volume : he talks a lot in the beginning but then it just dissolves into moans as he gets closer. his moans are masculine, but like gorgeous. and he loves listening to you making noise. he does everything he can to make you moan and whine and beg for him. it’s not particularly loud, but you guys are completely wrapped up in each other and the soft noises you’re making and the gentle way you tease each other.

wildcard : the only way a threesome with jaehyun would work is if you weren’t with him. he’d have to be brought in by you or your partner as a friend. with his own partner, he just feels too jealous for that. threesomes cross a boundary for him. he doesn’t want to see anyone touching the person he loves like that. he’s not like weirdly possessive for anything, like even hugs don’t bother him; he just doesn’t like seeing you do specifically sexual things with others.

x-ray : i feel in my bones that this man is packing. he just has to be. and i feel like his dick would be as pretty as the rest of him. it’s a good length, not long or wide enough to hurt you unless he really wanted to, and has those veins on the sides (but like not too many). it’s just … pretty tbh.

yearning : he goes through phases where all he wants to do is fuck you, but then sometimes he can go weeks without you. it depends on you too. he loves when you’re desperate too. that’s the best kind to sex, when both of you want it so badly you can hardly wait long enough to take your clothes off.

zzz : i don’t think he would fall asleep that easily. he might be worn out, but he doesn’t get too sleepy. he thinks it’s so cute if you do, though. he would laugh and pull you into his arms to give you a kiss like, “it’s okay, baby. you can go to sleep; i’ll take care of everything for you.” and then he stays with you and rubs your back until you fall asleep completely.

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[actuallysaiyan]

Hello!!! Can I request a NSFW alphabet for Rock Lee? My boy needs some more love! Thank you! :) 💖

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Lee is literally the sweetest about aftercare. He’ll make sure you're cleaned up and hydrated, and he’ll probably even run you a bath if you’d like. Another thing he would do is get you food if you needed it. Lee will do anything for you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Lee’s favorite part of his own body is probably his legs. He is very good in taijutsu and his long and capable legs allow him to perform well.

On you, it’s probably your smile. It’s what made him fall in love with you in the first place. It’s so warm, and it makes him feel so fuzzy inside.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Lee doesn’t necessarily have to cum inside of you, unless you told him that was one of your kinks. He just as much enjoys painting you up with his seed. Cumming inside of you feels really good though…

Lee has the stamina to make you cum so many times. He’ll have you begging and crying for him to stop, and while he’s a sweetheart, this is just something he enjoys doing to you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He often used to pleasure himself to thoughts of you before he was in a relationship with you. He’d think about you at night while in bed and stroke his cock. It would be so erotic and arousing, and it wouldn’t take him too long to cum.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s not super experienced, as he was a virgin before you two got together. He learns very quickly, but he can be a little clumsy and sloppy with his techniques sometimes. That being said, he’s so eager to please and has so much stamina.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Lee loves it when you’re on top. He loves guiding your hips and watching your tits bounce while he fucks himself up into you. It’s mesmerizing to watch you roll your hips against him as you reach your climax. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He definitely can be very goofy. He might get a little too eager and talk about the fires of youth, but it’s endearing and it doesn’t ruin the moment too much. He’ll praise you loads, which can get a bit silly sometimes but it’s so damn sweet, you melt.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Lee has smooth black pubes, and he keeps them well trimmed or completely shaved. He loves making sure he’s nice and clean for you when you make love. The carpets match the drapes of course.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He is quite romantic, but it can be a bit much at times. He’s very passionate, and he’ll just make sure you’re feeling good no matter what. He’ll praise you so much, and call you beautiful and just enjoy watching you come undone.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Lee used to masturbate a lot before he got together with you, and it made him very horny. He just wanted to be with you intimately, and it took him everything to not just confess his feelings. He loved lying in bed at night and fantasizing about you sucking his cock while he would stroke himself to climax.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Lee has an overstimulation kink that is dedicated to making you cum so many times. He loves watching you pant and moan as he brings you over the edge over and over.

Another kink that Lee has is being a sub sometimes. He doesn’t mind if you want to tie him up and use him for your own sexual pleasures. He knows you love him dearly.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

For him, anywhere could be good. He’s not super worried about someone catching the two of you, but he does enjoy being in a private place where he can take his time with you.

On the bed, in the shower, on the couch...anywhere is good as long as Lee can get to fuck you nice and proper.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

If you tell him how badly you need him, and stroke his hair a little while you're kissing him, he will instantly grow hard. You just need to stroke his ego a little sometimes too, as that would motivate him to want to fuck you the best.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He’s not into hurting you. If you want to be spanked or bit or have your hair pulled, you may need to coax him into a little and explain how you enjoy these things. He also won’t do any urine play or scat. He hates the thought of dirtying your pretty little face or body.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Lee is so damn weak if you suck his cock. Just the image of you getting on your knees and releasing his cock from his pants is going to make him weak in the knees. He’ll praise you through his moans as you deep throat him, and he’ll probably get very loud.

On the other hand, he absolutely loves eating you out. He enjoys having to hold you down as you buck up against him. He’s really good at oral sex, and he’s very eager about it too.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

This all depends on how Lee is feeling. If he’s feeling a little more lovey dovey, he’s going to be so sensual and clingy and needy. He’ll thrust into you so slowly and just allow his cock drag against your walls.

But if he’s feeling fired up, he’s going to pound you so good. You’ll be fucked so hard and fast, but Lee will make sure you cum hard.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies are very nice. It allows Lee to continue his rigorous training regimen and please you whenever he’s got the chance. Don’t be surprised if he prefers quickies over long sessions sometimes. They definitely make him weak.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He definitely is game to experiment. He wants to try all kinds of fun things with you, and he wants to push his stamina beyond its limits. It’s all consensual and he definitely wants to know what kinds of things you’d like to try before he does them.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Lee has the stamina of a god. He can go for so many rounds, and he lasts a long time...well, most of the time. There are certain times where he is just so turned on that he’ll cum quickly. He came very quickly the first time you had sex, but he made up for it.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He wouldn’t be against toys. If you want to go out and buy some for the both of you to use, he’s going to be pretty excited actually. Lee loves the idea of furthering your pleasure and just exploring each other’s bodies.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Lee loves to tease you, but he’s never mean about it. He’ll praise you and call you super needy, but you know he absolutely loves it. He’ll edge you from time to time, only to make you cum hard after he’s satisfied with it.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Lee is fucking loud. He’s so vocal, and so loud and he can’t help himself from moaning and whining when you pleasure him expertly. He’ll praise you, call you pet names and beg you to let him cum. He loves letting you know how much he’s enjoying it.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Lee is a very jealous lover. He’s possessive from time to time and he absolutely hates it if someone flirts with you. He won’t be mean, and he trusts you lots, but he knows you’re a good looking person and people might be attracted to you.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Lee has a rockin’ bod from all the working out and training he does, and he’s nice and ripped...but on the lean side of things.

His cock is fucking huge. It’s 9 inches, veiny and thick. He’s been blessed.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He’s got a high sex drive. He yearns for you so much, but he can’t let it interfere with his life. So quickies and the occasional hours long romp is all he needs to quell that fire inside of him...well, for some time.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He needs to make sure that you are comfortable and hydrated before he can even think about lying down to sleep. Once he’s sure you’re good, he falls asleep quick enough.

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New tricks (Son)

Ben´s POV

''Oh yeah, I can't wait to cum!" Ben said, smiling in the mirror.

I looked at my newly acquired beefy hairy body.  "Oh man! This feels so good! I ran a hand through my now very hairy, muscular chest. Short curls of fur stood all over my muscles. My armpits had big tufts of hair bursting out of them and they reeked now.

Oh yeah, I even smell like a real man now! Awesome!

I've had always a thing for big hairy muscular men like my dad, not in a sexual matter I'm 100% straight but more like an admiration to become one of those hairy alpha men, the respect they naturally get from other people. But nature fucked me up, instead of getting the good genes from my dad I got my looks from my mother's side of the family. I was lean with some muscle, got a handsome face but I was totally smooth, I couldn't even grow stubble.  

Girls and guys even fought that I was gay because of how my body looked. Ironically my manly dad was the gay one in the family no one saw that one lol especially my mom.

It's was just unfair that he had that great body and was gay, while I looked like a shrimp and had to convince every girl I was interested in that I was really straight! I was done with it!

So I bought this body-swap-spell and last night I used it on my dad. This morning I woke up in my dad's room looking down at the hairy flesh that I now occupied. While my dad was in my body probably still asleep. With my new meaty hand, I felt the carpet of fur covering the mountains of muscle the sensation of it made ''my'' dick getting hard, oh God! "Wow! Dad sure has a big dick, well I have now this is great"!. I lay in bed stroking my new cock. Dad always told me that he had sensitive nipples, but know that I have them I know he wasn't wrong  I continue stroking and started playing with my nipples made it even feel better!  Ben seemed to have remained his teenage horniness but with the body of a man with far more experience.

I heard some noise, footsteps coming to my room. ''Shit!'' Fastly I put blankets to cover my cock in its full glory. Then the door opened standing there was my dad well with my old body in shock.

-Ben what happened to us I'm you and you're me!

- ''Uhm I don't know dad I just woke up like this I don't know how this happened, Jesus, I'm old and hairy don't know anything about manscaping dad?!'' I had to play the part I wasn't ready to give up this body yet.

- ''I don't do manscaping boy unlike you I see, I haven't been this smooth since sophomore year. ''

It was kinda weird seeing my body feeling itself knowing that my dad's inside.  Tom shamelessly took a look inside his shorts and admired his son's cock. It was smaller than his but the fact that it belonged to Ben made it completely erotic and his new 3 inches got rock hard.

-"Hey, what are you looking at?!" Shouted Ben from his father's beefy middle-aged body.

-"It's mine for the moment so I'm taking a good hard look, no pun intended haha" responded Tom casually.

- ''Dad, I'm still tired so why don't you go back to bed so I can rest. And we later can find out how to reverse this okay?''

- ''Yeah, that's a good plan Ben''. Dad walked to the bed grabbing the blankets of the bed.

-'' Dad what are you doing!''I couldn't let him find out that I already almost cummed in his body.

- ''You said you wanted me to go to bed''. My dad said with confusion.

-  ''Yeah, I meant you have to go to my old room and sleep in my old bed. Because of my body... I mean your old body is too large for my own bed so that's the reason I have to stay here okay.

"I mean I'm WAY bigger! Hey, how much do I weigh now? I must be like 200 pounds now!"

-''You're actually...215 pounds. It's mostly muscle.". Alright, son, I will sleep in your bed hopefully we can fix this soon so I can sleep in my own bed again''.  Dad said while walking off.

You can forget about that dad; I deserve it more than you.

Throwing the blankets I make my way over to the full-length mirror. in the reflection, I see a black-haired, fully bearded man in his 40s'. his now new body is quite muscular but it also got a lot of body hair on the chest, back, legs, ass, and crotch. I flex my bicep pop, ''oh yeah that´s more like it!''

''I bet I have to shave now, huh!" Ben had a huge smile plastered across his face as he felt his stubble with both hands, wondrously running his hands over a week's worth of facial hair growth.

''Oh yeah, I can´t wait to fuck every guy in town! Wait... a guy?! Looks like it that since I'm in my dad's body which is gay I'm now gay too at the moment, oh this is not good!'' "How should I do this? I've never done it with another man before and  I'm not gay!" Although my cock thought otherwise. I need to fix this I know the spell gets permanent when one of use has sex!

Then I saw my dad dressed in my clothes running downstairs.

-’’Hey, where are you going ?!’’

-‘’I’m going to fuck that girl of your’s boy, Kim was her name I think. You don’t have to stay awake for me boy I’m staying there.’’

-’’Wait there is something you need to hear…’’

-’’You can tell me that later kiddo, your old man has some new tricks to explore.’’

- ''No, wait!''

I was already too late dad had slammed the door in my face and was going to fuck Kim and we were going to stay like this forever! I´m stuck in this 45-year-old hairy gay body forever!

I took one last look in the mirror seeing the hairy alpha man I always wanted to be... and realized it might not be that bad after all. Sure, I might have lost decades of my life with this body swap, but from a gay man's perspective, I had a body to die for! Literally, as I would probably have to live the rest of my life as my own hairy beefy dad.  Hard as a rock now, I grabbed hold of my 9-inches and began jacking it furiously.  It was so weird and hot at the same time to be seeing my own dad jacking his dick in front of the mirror, but I guess I would have to get used to it now as it was now my MY body in the reflection. I caught sight of a picture of my dad on the wall, looking super hot and shirtless, and as soon as I realized that that was me now, I came buckets of my dad's milk all over the mirror and my hairy chest.  "Yeah, I can definitely get used to this..."

#male body swap #male body switch #young to old #daddy and son #needsastory

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worst first ~ machine gun kelly

word count: 1649

request?: yes!

“MGK and his girlfriend reader are doing worst first podcast with brittany furlan(lee) and there all cute. Sorry if this one is weird. Love your writings <3″

description: in which they go on a friend’s podcast to talk about their worst first experiences

pairing: machine gun kelly x female!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

Sharing my most embarrassing and personal stories on a podcast for the world to hear was definitely not how I expected to be spending my Monday afternoon. But there I was, sat in front of a microphone next to my boyfriend, Colson, across from our friend, Brittany.

Brittany had invited us on to her podcast, Worst First, where the point was basically to talk about your worst moments in life. I was a pretty private person, so I was a bit skeptical about going on the podcast, but I had trouble saying no to Colson’s blue, puppy dog eyes.

“Have you guys ever talked about your worst first relationship stories?” she asked us.

“I don’t think I’ve told Colson all of mine,” I admitted.

“I don’t think I have either,” Colson agreed. “I feel like we definitely have a lot of stories that we just haven’t gotten around to sharing yet.”

“What’s some you have shared?” Brittany asked. “Like...okay, starting off easy, what is your worst first ‘I love you’ story?”

“A girl I was hooking up with said it to me during sex once,” Colson responded almost immediately.

Brittany and I laughed at his quick response. “What, like a one night stand?”

“No, it had been a few times,” Colson explained. “It was this girl, for lack of better words she was a groupie. She followed me to basically every American show I performed and would track me down at the after parties. It was long before I even met (Y/N), so I decided ‘fuck it’ and slept with her a few times. The last time, we were...you know...doing the deed, and she suddenly tells me she loves me.”

Even though I had heard this story before, I couldn’t help but snicker as I heard him tell us again. “That will never not be funny to me.”

“What happened to the poor girl?” Brittany asked.

“Well, me - having some brain cells - went to her hotel room instead of bringing her to mine. So I just got up and left. Never saw her again. I’m pretty sure we have each other blocked on social media and everything.”

“None of my stories will ever measure up to Colson's,” I said. “I’m just an actress, I’m not a world famous rockstar with groupies and shit.”

“What’s your worst first ‘I love you’ then?” Brittany asked me.

“My ex before Colson, I planned this special date where I cooked us dinner, dressed up all fancy, bought lingerie to surprise him with and all. I told him I loved him for the first time over dinner and he broke up with me basically immediately afterwards, then left.”

“That’s cold!”

“It’s not as good as having a groupie tell you she loves you during sex.”

“You have plenty of interesting stories,” Colson said. “Your worst first date story is my favorite.”

Of course it was, because it was probably my most embarrassing story ever. I was going to kill him for bringing it up right now.

“What’s your worst first date story?” Brittany asked, leaning forward in her seat with her head resting on her hand.

I sighed, slightly annoyed that the story was brought up. “It was one of my first real dates. I was like...maybe 16 or 17, on the cusp of my fame so I wasn’t being followed by paparazzi or anything, luckily. This guy I had met about a month before the date had asked me out to this fancy restaurant on a first date, and I was so excited. I went and bought a new dress, did my hair and makeup, even shaved basically every inch of my body. I was so excited, and then the date came and...he was just...boring.”

Colson was covering his mouth to keep back his laughs and giggles, knowing what was about to come.

“We didn’t talk for the first 20 minutes of the date,” I continued. “I tried, but he just couldn’t keep a conversation. It took ordering our food for him to finally talk. Even then, he just talked about stuff I didn’t understand because he was an athlete and he counted his carbs to make sure he loaded them right, or whatever. Stupid shit.”

Brittany was absolutely engulfed in my story. “What did you do?”

“Well, I tried my best to stay throughout the whole date. I wanted to just up and leave so many times, but I figured that would be rude and, being young and naïve, I knew I didn’t want to be rude. So I toughed it out for as long as I could. It wasn’t until we had gotten our first course and he talked about himself for roughly another 20 minutes that I finally had enough and knew I couldn’t stay. So, I politely excused myself to the bathroom, where I found myself very fortunate to find that there was a window just above the toilet that was big enough that my small stature could wiggle out of it.”

I had Brittany absolutely hooked. She was literally on the edge of her seat, her eyes staring me down as I continued to tell my story. I felt my heartbeat picking up as I neared the most embarrassing part of my already awful date story. I wanted to end it there, to insist that was the worst part of the date, but I knew Colson wasn’t going to allow that.

“Unfortunately for me, the window wasn’t quite big enough for me to get through without some problems. So, I got up onto the toilet, I started to hoist myself out of the window, when suddenly my dress caught onto the latch to lock and unlock the window. I didn’t realize until too late, so I hurtle myself out of the window only to hear the fabric of my dress RIP loudly behind me. When I looked down, I had tore basically the bottom half of my super expensive dress off, which left me in just my skin colored tights with the underwear I had worn for the occasion being showed off for the world to me. To make matters worse, I didn’t bring my jacket to be able to cover myself up with.”

Colson could not contain his laughter any longer and finally began to laugh so hard that I could see tears forming in his eyes. Brittany covered her mouth in shock, but I could tell by the shaking of her shoulders that she was laughing, too.

“What did you do then?” she asked once she had composed herself enough to speak.

“I got what fabric I could reach and covered myself up the best I could. Borrowed a strangers cell to call my mom to come get me. I’ll tell you, the looks I got from that stranger and from the people around me were...interesting, to say the least. My mom got there just as the guy was exiting the restaurant, I guess finally realizing I had bailed on our botched date. I was so glad he never saw me like that. I’d probably be the subject of all his stories until the end of his days if I were. And I’m so glad I wasn’t famous enough to be tailed by paparazzi then or else my career would’ve been ruined before it even started.”

I could feel my face burning up with embarrassment as Colson and Brittany continued to laugh. It was truly the worst moment in my life, and I had yet to come to a point where I could look back and laugh at it. I knew it was such a hilarious story, but, until I could also find it that funny, I hated sharing it with anyone.

I got pretty quiet for the rest of our appearance. I only answered some questions from Brittany and told another story or two before the show finally ended. Brittany thanked us for being her guests that week and hugged us both, giving me an additional squeeze as she did so. I guess she felt a little sorry for me after I shared my story.

The ride back to Colson’s place started off quiet, before Colson finally spoke. “Are you mad at me?”

I looked up at him. “What? Of course not. Why would I be?”

“I made you tell that story.”

“You didn’t make me tell it. I could’ve said no.”

“But we both know Brittany and I would’ve begged you to tell it if you didn’t.”

He had a point. There was no way I was getting out of telling that first date story after Colson brought it up.

“I knew it embarrassed you, but I didn’t know how much until you got quiet around the end there. I feel like such a sack of shit for even bringing it up.’

I reached across to give his thigh a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t stress it too much, babe. It is a super embarrassing story, but it’s one of my better ones. I always said I’d write about it eventually when I got famous enough to write a memoir.”

Colson chuckled at my joke and took my hand in his. He raised it to his lips, his eyes still on the road, as his lips brushed against my knuckles.

“We should’ve told the story about our first date,” I said, watching Colson’s face for a reaction. I giggled when I got the one I wanted: Colson’s face cringing at the memory.

“No way. I want to forget that first first date ever happened. Our second date is the first date, we agreed on that.”

I giggled and continued to tease him about it as we pulled into his driveway, which earned me a seat on Colson’s lap once he put the car in park, and his long fingers tickling my sides until I was crying from laughter.

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[whoacanada]

‘Wishful Thinking‘

Summary: Every NHL champion gets a single brush with ice magic. When Jack takes his first cup with the Falconers, he accidentally undoes the wish that brought him back from the brink of death in 2009, and Bitty becomes hell-bent on lifting the cup himself for a chance to set things right.

A/N: Finally posting some concepts I’ve played around with that aren’t 100% complete massive fics, but still pretty solid, just little things that might be enjoyed. Yet another cup-wish-gone-wrong-au with monkey-paw components. Also inspired by discord convos about canon!Jack meeting an older, veteran NHL!Bitty and having a lot of feelings. Also mentor/father-in-law!Bob trying to help Bitty navigate the NHL. There’s more to this floating around but this is the meat of it

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Bob can sense when it happens. A shift of something monumental that he’s only felt on a handful of occasions his entire life. A quick glance across the ice finds a number of the celebrating Falconers looking around curiously, unsure of the sensation; for so many, it’s their first brush with ice magic. A pleasant novelty. The vets, though, they look to each other.

Bob turns and doesn’t have to look far to find his son, one hand clasped around the cup, the other around Eric Bittle’s waist, smiling from ear to ear. Something about the moment is wrong, but Bob can’t quite determine why as he’s overcome with a wave of nausea. The stadium lights are too bright and he blinks hard, face scrunching, trying to force whatever wrongness he’s feeling out of himself.

Someone’s made a wish.

The moment passes. Bob’s vision clears. There, veiled in a shower of blue and gold confetti, is Eric; alone at center ice, face twisted in confusion as he looks around for the man who only moments earlier had been in his arms.

“You take the cup, you get one real wish,” the decades old, bourbon-lacquered voice of his first coach reminds him. “But only the one. Can be something small, like an empty cab in the rain, or it can be something big. World changing, even. The one thing, the most important thing — ”

“No,” Bob breathes. “Please, no.”

“— You never use your wish on another player.”

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They don’t know exactly what Jack wished for, but the next time Bitty’s blades touch the ice, it’s as if he’s stepped into the body of a new man. No more slurs. No more targeted chirps. He’s just one of the boys.

He plays. He wins. Then, the offers start to come.

NHL teams looking for fast wingers, team players, leadership material; not one of them mentions diversity, or Eric’s status as the first out NCAA hockey captain. No one cares. No one remembers Jack, and no one cares about Eric.

The best and worst case scenarios rolled into one. If this is the reality Jack unknowingly traded his existence for, Bitty has no choice but to walk through the door his partner opened.

Bitty swallows, trying to force the words out on one of his now nightly calls with the man who would have been his father-in-law in another world, if the shared connection between them hadn’t been interred in a Montréal cemetery almost a decade prior.

“I think . . . I think he wished for acceptance.”

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“No one remembers anymore.”

Eric scuffs his skate against this ice, building up a small pile of shavings before scattering them again, focusing on the soft white as if somehow he’ll be able to transport himself bodily to somewhere cool and quiet. Jackson Hole. Banff. Tremblant. Anywhere but here. Anywhen but now.

“Saw Tater last week at a press junket. Blank stares all around. Some days, most days, I wake up and I don’t know how I got here. I can go without thinking of him.”

Weeks. Eric doesn’t say aloud. Months. Those hideous mornings when he wakes up beside a warm body and forgets they aren’t him. They aren’t supposed to be him. Was there ever even a him.

Jack. Eric mouths silently, just to remind himself. His name is Jack.

The details always slip. The universe constantly trying to correct the fallacy of Eric Bittle remembering a man who died before they technically ever met. Faded photographs and corrupted memory cards. Selfies that used to have two people in frame. Vlog posts with cosmic ADR, swapping Jack’s name for someone else’s like a hastily rewritten script. Eventually, even Eric’s memories turn traitor. First times lost to reshoots and post-production magic. Blue eyes are brown. Black hair is blonde. Jack becomes Phillip. Eric’s first love recast. In desperation, he pulls a page from Memento, finds a tattoo parlor and has ‘Jack Laurent Zimmermann’ inked in dark, unmistakable letters on his inner thigh. Adds a cup, the Falconers’ crest, and the date they lost everything. It works well enough until the name fades; there are still days where a hook up will ask why Eric has a championship tattoo for a team he never played with.

Now, all he has is Bob.

“That’s why I’m here.” Bob reminds. “That’s why we talk.”

“But what happens if we don’t.”

Bob’s familiar assurances rumble through the phone. Constant. Refusing to acknowledge the harsh realities of the passing of time. The ever-present doomsday clock moving them both toward disaster — Bob aging, Eric aging out. He’s good, but he isn’t great, and the only offers coming his way are single-season contracts with teams that haven’t sniffed a championship in years. One day very soon, there will be no more chances for Eric to undo what’s been done. No more favors to ask of teammates that have long since forgotten a world where Jack Zimmermann was a college graduate and a rookie MVP. Not just an addict. Not just dead at nineteen.

Eric listens to Bob ramble, asks him to tell him a story, to tell him about the Jack that Eric never really got to know. The Jack he can barely remember. A man that Eric has dedicated his entire life to honoring, to bringing back — from where he cannot fathom — and Bob obliges in a soft tone Eric imagines is not dissimilar from how he must have spoken to his son as a child.

Eric ignores his teammates rushing around him — tossing chirps and gentle insults about his ‘Sugar Daddy’ — and focuses on the accented voice in his ear; grasping desperately at the memory of a man who doesn’t exist. Pretending. Hoping.

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Across the ice, Eric sees Kent Parson watching him. When they lock eyes, the aging star glides toward him, under a guise of one amicable captain greeting another. He’s pushing 37, and while the years of competitive play are starting to show, he’s just as viciously handsome as the day they first met. At least, Eric thinks he is. He can’t imagine a life where Kent Parson strolled onto a college campus and played beer pong at a frat party, but there’s a folder of old photos on Eric’s computer. Jack is in none of them, but there’s one of himself and Kent. Smiling.

Eric can’t recall why the image bothers him so much.

Parson used his wish years ago on something that he’s never bothered to share — and Eric’s far too much a gentleman to ask a man who was once a rival what he wasted his golden ticket on — but now, he’s slowing down, and this is supposed to be his farewell season. Going out with a bang, riding the high of his fifth cup win. He’s worked hard, and he deserves to shove the Penguins back down into obscurity for another season. Deserves it far more than Eric, with his selfish, single-mindedness that’s ruined god knows how many careers in the last decade between his own ruthlessness and Bob’s meddling.

Except. . . this is also likely Eric’s last season. His last chance to undo the great tragedy of his life, and Parson knows it.

“How you feeling, Peaches? You ready?”

Eric hates the nickname in the same way he hates when his father calls him ‘Champ’.

Eric fights his own shame because he wants to be honest, say, ‘No, I’m not ready, I’ll never be ready,’ but Eric can’t ask for what he wants, anymore. He wants the Aces to balk on a power play. He wants Parson to flub a pass and throw the game —  he even knows the man would probably do it, too — but Eric needs to come by a win honestly. They learned the hard way in 2022 when Eric hands were wrapped around the cup, wishing, praying, crying, pleading . . .

Clear eyes, full hearts, or some such bullshit.

Cheaters don’t get wishes.

“I can’t remember, anymore,” Eric admits as they square up across the face-off circle, the resigned terror of an inescapable end creeping upon him like the burn of an old injury ignored for far too long. “Kent. Please.” Parson leans down, rests his stick against the ice, and holds Eric’s gaze as if to say, I’m here. Trust me. Just play.

The puck drops.

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There’s someone watching him, young, handsome with dark hair and the kind of bright blue eyes that scream ‘notice me’ with all of the biological bluntness of neon plumage and a mating dance. The man weaves through the crowd, unnoticed by Eric’s teammates, and comes close enough that Eric can’t help but assume familiarity. He must be a fan, the way he’s flushed and excitable.

Eric’s drunk enough on the moment that he’s happy to indulge his baser instincts. He also literally can’t remember the last time he brought company home and if there’s ever been a night to get laid, it’s this one.

“Crisse, look at you, Bits.”

The man is caught between being awestruck and simply struck, reaching out to touch Eric’s arm but not quite making contact, like his depth perception is the tiniest bit off. He drops Eric’s old nickname so easily, so earnestly, that for a moment Eric thinks they might already know each other — but that’s impossible. Eric would remember someone so handsome, so very much his type.

“Only my friends call me ‘Bitty’.” Eric cautions, raising his half-empty champagne bottle in a mock toast and flashing his best ‘you’re coming home with me tonight’ smile. “But I’m more than happy to to get acquainted with you, Sugar.”

Eric isn’t usually this forward, this unrestrained. Tonight, it doesn’t matter, he’s celebrating: another championship, the end of a career, a life well lived. It’s to be expected. What isn’t expected is how the man’s relieved smile falters; as if Eric’s unbridled joy is somehow misplaced.

“Bitty? It’s me.”

“And ‘me’ is called . . . ?”

On very few occasions in Eric’s life has he been able to witness true devastation first-hand; and those instances were related to deaths, hockey losses, or blackout morning afters.

“Jack.” The man says softly, face slack with surprise. “It’s. . . Jack. Bitty, you know me.”

“If we’ve met before, I’m sorry,” Eric apologizes, hating to see the kid look so defeated. “I meet so many people — ”

Over Jack’s shoulder, Eric catches sight of Bob Zimmermann and waves, delighting in the way Bob’s face lights up when he catches sight of Eric, practically going supernova when he notices Jack as well, crossing the ice like a man possessed; Bob moves to pull them both into a hug but Eric’s new friend holds up a defensive hand and Bob stops mid-gesture.

It’s extremely apparent something is off, and between the reporters, the confetti, the champagne, and the fans, Eric is missing all of the context clues.

“Just won my last cup,” Eric singsongs, gesturing with the bottle between his mentor and the man Eric would very much like to fuck — who look very similar now that Eric can see them side by side. “Everyone’s super excited, right? Yeah? So, what’s going on. Did someone die?”

“No.” Bob says quickly, eyes flicking between Jack and Eric warily. “No. Not . . . that.”

“Severely injured?”

“. . . Non.”

“Okay, then, we should be celebrating!” Eric throws his arms wide and nearly clocks a passing teammate. “No more party pooping, Bobbert. Speaking, this is my new friend, Jack. Jack, Bob, Bob, Jack. Though, I’m getting the feeling you two might know each other. Or might be . . . related.” Eric gasps and smacks his free palm against his forehead. “Oh my god, the Tremblant retreat? Is that where I know you from? Listen, I was fucked up on pain meds that whole weekend, I am so sorry if we’ve already met.”

Despite Eric’s continued attempts at clarifying their shared mystery past, Jack keeps looking at Bob with that same wounded expression and it’s really killing Eric’s buzz.

“Bob.” Eric redirects. “Help me, here. Cutie’s nervous.”

“Eric, this is my, ah, well,” Bob’s smile is so forced, so tense, it looks more like a grimace. “Well, this is my son, Jack.”

There is only one ‘Jack’ Eric has ever known in relation to Bob Zimmermann, and he is not someone to be mentioned in polite conversation.

“Your son?” Eric echoes slowly. “Your son, Jack.”

Bob realizes what Eric’s tiptoeing around and casts a furtive glance toward the younger man, lifting two fingers to his cheek conspiratorially to imply ‘it’s a long story, not meant for public ears’. Eric knows how to play along.

“Wow, okay, did not expect that, but now that you’re saying it, I can one-hundred-percent tell. You have the same, well, everything.”

Eric takes Jack’s hand for an obligatory shake, not missing the way Jack’s features twist up into something caught between flattery and misery, before staring down his pseudo-mentor.

“My question is this, where have you’ve been hiding him — because how long have I know you, Bobby? Shame.”

“I’ve been . . . away.”

Jack’s tone is weighted with context Eric absolutely does not possess, but can definitely read into. Given the age difference and Alicia’s conspicuous lack of attendance this evening, Jack’s definitely a love child from some 90s Zimmergroupie. Or, original Jack didn’t actually OD and Bob spirited away his kid to keep away the prying eyes of the public; but that wouldn’t explain the age difference or the shared name.

Oh, Bobbert.

“Couldn’t wheel him out too soon,” Bob jokes, but Eric can tell the man’s heart isn’t in it, reinforcing Eric’s suspicion.

“Well, I’m happy you did,” Eric says graciously, trying to smooth over the awkwardness. “He’s very handsome, when he isn’t doing this Eeyore impression.”

“Just like his father,” Bob says reflexively —  defensively —  as Jack goes pink. “Eric, will you excuse us for a moment? Back in five minutes, tops.”

Eric offers a gracious wave, gaze lingering on Jack’s retreating back — and backside, bless — watching Bob rest a firm hand on his son’s neck, gripping tightly to lean in and furiously whisper something. As Eric watches, Jack looks back over his shoulder; it’s not the fond glance of a potential paramour. Regret, maybe? Grief, definitely.

He must be as disappointed to be cock-blocked by his father as Eric is.

Across the ice, Kent Parson has rushed Jack, gathering him into a crushing embrace that the younger man returns easily —  burying his face against Parson’s pads; pulling back only when Parson grabs Jack’s shoulders to push him away, taking a long look at him, holding his face between his hands briefly before pulling Jack back into his arms.

They don’t just look like old friends, it’s a reunion of desperation, like the videos his mother sends of soldiers coming home from war, but before Eric can think better of it, a teammate fists a hand in the collar of Eric’s sweater and pulls — away from Bob’s forlorn love child and forgotten first meetings — and the night goes on.  

Bob doesn’t return. Neither does Jack.

Eric doesn’t even notice.

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#Part I #maybe? #zimbits #omgcp #angst #long fic #cup magic #ice magic #my stuff #my fic #NHL!Bitty

[momoshin]

nsfw alphabet - chaeryeong

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

not as clingy, if she’s in dom space she’ll get up to bring you some water and a rag to clean you up a little. if she’s in sub space she lays there literally as if she were passed out (has happened before) and waits for you to help her up

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

hers is probably her waist, and her lips. yours, your thighs!

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

she loves when people squirt on her. like if you’re sitting on her face and just came she’ll rub your clit even harder to make you squirt on her face. or she loves when you ride her abs, because she can see and feel your slick the wetter you get. she feels used and she loves it.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

i think the previous one falls as a dirty secret but if i had to add another, i'd say the thought of someone watching her sub for you turns her on. (example; her members)

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

i don't think she's experienced in the way that like she's slept with a lot of people, i wouldn't be surprised if you were her first! but since she's really good at following instructions i think she learns fast. and her being inexperienced doesn't mean she was bad either, just a little timid and clueless.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

i said this in the wildcard ask, but 69 is definitely in there. she also loves missionary, and like her legs bent and pressed against her chest between the two of you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

i feel like she is very giggly but more of a nervous, shy giggle? not that she has anything to be nervous about in the first place but she's chaeryeong, it's her nature to be shy and nervous. i feel like sex is never really but i also serious with her, it’s always comfortable enough where joking and giggling is normal. ( except if she's being punished/ degraded)

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

i feel like she either shaves or waxes pretty often, she just orefers it that way

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

she’s such a sensual, romantic person. if it were up to her she’d get railed with rose petals around you two all the time, or in a bath. and something i feel she loves are lap dances or strip teases, just imagine her swaying her hips to slow music and sliding a thong down her legs...

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

chaeryeong is a pillow riding person. it doesn’t matter in what headspace she is. but she lets out the smallest whimpers when she’s close, sometimes you make her put on a show and it’s so?! like she doesn’t even have to actually “put on a show” because watching her ride a pillow is enough. her noises , expressions and the way her body just reacts ?

however, if she’s domming you, she’ll gladly make you watch her (without allowed to touch yourself)

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

she loves dry humping, whether she is in a subby or dom headspace she will never pass up the offer of riding you completely clothed, but her favorite is when the two of you are laying together, legs crossed and your thigh right in her crotch, both of you in sweatpants preferably, she loves that.

giving; bondage, whipping, spanking, slapping, deepthroating (when subbing, she loves to deepthroat straps;) thigh riding, just riding in general.

receiving; nipple play, ice play, spanking, slapping, spitting, choking, hair pulling, overstimulation, thigh riding, degrading, praise, ab riding too :)

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

i feel like she’s perfectly fine with your bedroom, but sometimes the kitchen !

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

for some reason she loves when you’re barefaced, just getting home to you with no makeup and waiting for her all day makes her feel some type of way.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

knife play, clamps, shocks (anywhere)

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

prefers receiving (whether in sub or dom space) likes to be laying on her back with her legs spread :) but if in dom space prefers to sit on your face.

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

oh she loves fast, rough sex to the point that you literally fuck her stupid honestly. but like i said she is a fool for slow, romantic sex, so missionary while you bury a plastic dick in her slowly, each thrust deeper and harder than the last, is also her favorite.

then again whether she’s domming or subbing she also loves riding you, both of you so close breathing into each other’s lips.. loves the closeness of it all really. dom chaeryeong however prefers a teasing, not too slow not too fast pace :)

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

mm i don't think she is ever that desperate for quickies, except if you're about to go somewhere and she really wants you to fuck her, but otherwise she'll just whine and beg until you cave in and go home with her to properly make her cum.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

not at all. she likes to experiment, it’s how she discovered she liked domming you in the first place, but she will not take any risk involving her job, maybe risks such as being caught by the members and such but otherwise i feel like she's too much of a scaredy cat to risk anything.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

she likes overstimulation, so i assume she can go for quite a few rounds, but i will say she cannot really edge herself or hold off from cumming, maybe the first time yeah but after she's cum once she can't really stop

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

she doesn’t really use or have any toys for herself, the toys she does have are usually for her to use on you or for you to use on her. but some of the things in her drawer are a suctioning vibrator, handcuffs/rope or anything to tie your wrists, a whip, a spreader bar

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

soo much, wearing thongs with tight pants, short crop tops with no bra, sometimes sleeping in nothing but underwear. if she's down for a punishment she'll flirt with the girls, completely platonic (which you know, but it doesn't piss you off any less)

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

i don’t think she’s loud persé but yes very vocal. i feel like she whines and whimpers softly more than she moans or yells, but her gasps are pretty loud. when she’s domming she likes to moan in your ear, she’s probably louder than when subbing but still not loud enough for someone other than you to hear it.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

chaeryeong really, really likes 69ing with you, like the feeling of being pleasured and pleasuring you? loves it, the way your moans send vibrations up her body when she hits just she spot? loves.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

high but not too high, like she will say she can't take another orgasm but it's probably just for show, she'll take as many as you give her. what i mean is, her sex drive is high enough that she'll take every orgasm and round you give her, but she won't ask for more herself.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

she doesn't let either of you get too comfortable afterwards if you haven't showered, etc. but once you do, as soon as she feels your arms around her she knocks out.

#gif credits; dazzlingkai #itzy smut #kpop smut #my stuff #chaeryeong smut #chaeryeong imagine #chaeryeong imagines #chaeryeong x reader #itzy imagines #itzy imagine #alphabet

[echo-of-sounds]

body hair

Small headcanons with Aizawa, Toshi, Hizashi, Fatgum, and Gang Orca comforting their partner with body hair.

Some of these aren’t definite as to gender, but they do come from my view/perspective as a woman with PCOS. And while the headcanons vary a tiny bit, all these guys are adults. They aren’t childish and immature when it comes to sex and people’s bodies. Having or not having hair won’t make or break a relationship with them. If they want you, they want all of you.

Warnings: nothing incredibly explicit, but a couple of these talk about sex

Aizawa Shouta

Aizawa really doesn’t care. Of course, it feels different but he just doesn’t care. Any hair, no hair, dark hair, coarse hair, none of it matters to him. He knows every body is different for a number of reasons; genetics, a side effect of a medication or a disorder/illness, or that’s just the way you are. 

And even though it doesn’t bother him, he’s very aware if it bothers you. It’s easy to tell by the way you choose your clothing or hide your arms from any onlookers or hold your jaw so the hairs are hidden. Soft and caring words don’t come easy to him. But he tries for you. He tries so damn hard. Those times when you’re shaving and plucking till your skin is raw and dry and itchy, he’ll intervene. Wanting to feel beautiful is one thing. But doing it to the point your skin is damaged and you’re becoming obsessive is another.

He’ll rub your arms and kiss your jaw, whispering that hair doesn’t make you any less feminine or beautiful. If other people are bothered, that’s their problem. And he won’t hesitate to talk to them in his calm but also threatening ‘teacher’ voice and lead you away.

Just as you can enjoy the grazing of his scruff, he enjoys the sensation of hair while he’s eating you out. When he fingers you, the hair is warm and protective. And feeling it get wet the more excited you are, excites him.

Yagi Toshinori

When his hand caresses your stomach and you shy away, his heart breaks. Or when you glare at the back of your arm because ‘women shouldn’t have hair there,’ he hurts at your self-disgust. Or when you spend hours at the mirror, finicking and trying to ‘cure’ yourself until you look at least ‘acceptable,’ he becomes incredibly distressed at your near self-destructive picking and plucking and shaving.

Toshi will step in when it gets to that point. He’ll gently take away whatever you’re using and guide you to the bed. Don’t hide what you’re insecure about. Talk with him. He’s always going to listen to you and kiss your fingers as you curl up and explain the self-doubts. He’ll also make sure your skin is taken care of with face masks or hydrating cleanser. If you ask, he’ll definitely do them with you.

Allround, he is not a hairy man and he rarely needs to trim what little he has. For his partner, he has no expectations of body hair. He enjoys shaved, trimmed, or natural. What truly matters to him is your comfort and preference. And, of course, your pleasure when he’s licking and fingering you.

Yamada Hizashi

Hizashi knows the most about beauty out of the guys and he completely understands how standards affect people’s self-esteem. Hair on your arms or upper lip or breasts means nothing to him. Days when you’re insecure, he’ll cuddle and go on and on about your beauty. Anytime you’re looking into some new product, he’ll join, making sure it’s good enough for you. Because his baby deserves the best.

If you want help shaping your eyebrows or shaving anywhere (literally anywhere), he’s your man. After, he’ll apply lotion everywhere (literally everywhere). His hands learn your body quickly, shaping over your legs and stomach in reverence, kissing any skin and marks and parts you’re insecure about. You can sit on his lap, back to his chest, legs spread, and he’ll massage oil into your thighs and stomach while slowly and gently circling your clit.

When Hizashi’s eating you out, he absolutely delights in pressing his nose into your hair, doesn’t matter if it’s long curls or shorter strands. He simply wants to smell and taste you as much as possible. Though he does find it extremely cute if you shave in designs. And he’ll totally borrow your stencils so he can do it too. You can match with little hearts.

Fatgum

Whenever you hesitate to show Taishiro your body because you don’t like it, he’s saddened to the extremes. He loathes you hating any part of yourself. Or thinking it isn’t feminine or charming. He’ll poke between your eyebrows and rub your jaw, convincing you of your beauty.

Magazines, posters, advertisements, and even just social media filters want to make you flawless, hairless. You look at your arms, hands, and fingers in comparison and the noticeable, dark hair is never portrayed. It’s seen as ugly, too masculine, almost unclean. Everything’s trying to get you to be a perfect, plastic doll. A hand on your back will guide you away from the beauty posters. To let you know you’re not alone, he confides his own insecurities: his stretch marks, his stomach, and how he sometimes feels unattractive in his fat form. 

Tai treasures any hair on your lower tummy. He’ll slowly lift your shirt, making sure you’re comfortable every inch of the way, and kiss the line of hair leading to your panties. He tickles and blows raspberries to hear your laugh. As your underwear is gently lowered, flattery and fawning tickle your thighs, lips and teeth bruise your skin, swelling and worshiping your entire body.

Gang Orca

Hair isn’t on Kugo’s radar because he doesn’t have any. He’s never thought about it for himself so he’s never thought about it on his partner. Humans have hair. It isn’t manly or feminine. It’s just basic biology.

Once in a relationship and through other people’s smutty conversations, he’s quite surprised to learn how many opinions there are on it. He’ll pay attention to where you stand. He’d despise anyone or anything making you feel uncomfortable with your own body. That commercial is utter bullshit- your arms and face don’t need to be hairless. That article is just plain dumb- pubic hair isn’t gross. You don’t need to shave to please your partner.

As much as he hates seeing you self-conscious, he’s a little stumped when it comes to comforting you. He knows what it’s like to feel frustrated with your body but he doesn’t know how to express his love and how beautiful you are in a consoling way. Words get jumbled. Frustration with himself worsens it. To make up for any tangled compliments, he snuggles you… preferably naked so he can nuzzle and cuddle your nerves away.

And since Kugo doesn’t have hair, he actually really adores feeling it on his partner: running his hand down your arms, caressing the soft hairs, licking your jaw and stomach, loving the tactility on his tongue, and sliding his fingers into your panties, exploring any curls and strands and fluff.

#aizawa shouta #aizawa x reader #all might #all might x reader #yagi toshinori #toshinori x reader #present mic #present mic x reader #yamada hizashi #hizashi x reader #fatgum #fatgum x reader #gang orca #gang orca x reader #kugo sakamata #kugo x reader #aizawa headcanons #all might headcanons #present mic headcanons #fatgum headcanons #gang orca headcanons #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha headcanons

[fuckthesworld]

FREEDOM TO DESIRE

CEO MITCH RAPP AU

MITCH RAPP x Reader

Warnings: SMUT and unprotected sex!

Rapp Corporation was the leading marketing firm in the world. Companies like Disney, Sony and Southwest paid millions of dollars to be associated with it. It represented actors, athletes, business moguls and small businesses. While it was in high demand it was also reasonable - sponsoring schools and nonprofit organizations around the world.

The single person driving the reigns to the crazy international kingdom that resided in London was Mitch Rapp . That’s right. He was part of a decade of strong, successful businessmen.

And he was your boss.

You had literally stumbled into the job of personal assistant. Literally. You were walking out of a coffee shop, resumes in hand when you ran into his large, hard frame. You landed on your ass and when you were able to recover, you were looking into the deepest chocolate eyes you had ever seen. His bright white teeth clashed against his tan skin, his dark locks perfectly framing his face.

Then you remembered that you had spilled coffee on one of the most powerful, young bachelors in the world.

You had also spilled coffee all over your resume and you groaned in realization, the expensive fresh pages coated in thick lakes of coffee. He had helped you pick up the lost keys to your future, taking a second to read over your resume and offered you a job. He was on the way to meet someone about being his personal assistant and you did just get your masters in public relations. You could intern while still making money and if you showed promise he promised to promote you.

Sometimes life really does work out in your favor. Sit in that for five seconds then remember that your boss is one of the sexiest, most successful young CEO’s in the world.

Not only is he attractive but he has the work ethic of an ox. And it made working for him damn hard. Probably harder than managing the clients he had. He was constantly in meetings, constantly leaving early in the morning and late in the evening. Going to galas and charity events, charming new people. He opened up smaller chains in areas in the world stricken by poverty to try to help increase job opportunities. He volunteered at schools and hospitals. He spent his Thanksgiving and Christmas and any other holiday of giving providing food for those in need. Always. He’s always been like this.

Mitch wasn’t just a CEO. Wasn’t even human.

He was a goddamn saint sent from heaven to wreak havoc on earth.

It was on such an occasion that he had asked you to attend one of his events - a large gala celebrating 50 years of business with his father and grandfather.  The whole legacy under one roof. You didn’t understand why you were asked to attend. As his assistant sure you had to manage the media and who visited him. But that had been hours ago. The night was now thriving off the rich and famous drunkenly dancing and teasing each other. Mitch never drank more than two glasses of anything at events like these so you didn’t have to babysit him. But you also wanted to go home if he didn’t need you and that he refused.

You watched him as he laughed along with two of his most trusted partners, Scott Mccall and Derek Hale as they sipped expensive champagne and spoke lowly among each other. Mitch was wearing a tailored blue suit, his white  button up popping against a black tie. His slight beard had grown since he shaved it these past two days and was now a short beard and all you could think about was how it would feel between your legs.

You shook your head, returning your eyes to your blackberry. You had to get it together. Everyone teased you that he had a thing for you. He never had women assistants. Preferred men to ensure that things stayed professional. Never offered people jobs on the spot either.

There was just something about you they would tease.

Well he sure as hell wasn’t making a move so until he did it would have to stay a mystery.

“You’re still working for him.”

The soft voice takes you off guard and you jump a bit, breaking from your thoughts as  your eyes fall on your assailant. Standing in a dark red gown, her pale skin contrasting with her perfectly coiffed dark hair is Katrina Mendes. 

Ex-girlfriend of Mitch Rapp.

She takes a seat beside you, the soft smell of Chanel wafting off her skin as she continues.

“Didn’t think a fragile little thing like you would survive a man like him.”

You knew what she was doing. Her younger sister, Annika , had warned you about this months ago. When you had accidentally ran into her at a golf tournament with Mitch. She loved him still. Despite the fact that she married someone new, moved across the world, she still loved and wanted him. Didn’t want anyone else to claim him.

You were a threat. You were beautiful,  intelligent. charming and apparently upon Scott’s teasing, he spoke about you a lot. Katrina hated you. And reminded you every time she saw you.

“Surprised you’re here. Thought you’d be back in America with your husband. Oh wait, he’s in Japan with his mistress of the month.”

It was no secret her husband cheated on her. She even laughed about it but deep down you knew it killed her inside. Killed her that she chose a man like that over a man like Mitch. It made you even empathize for her…until she opened her mouth and you were reminded that karma was real.

She narrows her eyes at you before deliberately taking the large flute of champagne in her hand and slowly tilting it on your dress. On your $3,000 dress you had charged on your credit card that you had planned on returning tomorrow. You had only bought the navy blue gown to try to impress Mitch, hoping he would be charmed by the way it looked on your body.

It hadn’t and now, on top of rejection, she had ruined it and put you $3,000 in the hole.

“Have fun returning your De la Rented dress.” she smirks at you as you stand, the champagne trailing down the front of the long gown. You try to bite back tears, try not to bring too much attention to yourself as you pat at he gown down with a napkin before looking at her.

“I really hope you’re happy making other people’s life miserable Katrina. Because from what I hear, you used to be an awesome person and now, now you’re just a lonely bitch.”

You don’t notice the crowd of people who have been crowding around, watching the small scene unfold. Don’t see Mitch head toward you as you make your way down to the hallway to the family restroom. You don’t realize the tears that have been falling down your cheeks until you feel him grab your arm, turning you gently toward him.

“Y/N…” your name sounds different on his tongue and the way he’s looking at you has you sobbing harder. You try to push him away as he draws you to him, his large sculpted arms surrounding you as he whispers,

“Just let it all out.”

You don’t know why you’re crying. Maybe it’s the fact that you’ve wasted $3,000 on a dress that had made little impact in your life. Maybe its because you’ve been up since 4:30 because of him, trying to make his night perfect. You missed having a social life. Missed your mom and dad and siblings. Missed your small loft in London.

Missed all of this because of him and he didn’t even give a damn.

The thought drives your sobs deeper and his grip tightens around you as you cry harder, his large hands rubbing your back. His mouth hushes you and he rocks you before you start to calm down, your sobs tampering off and you pull away, shaking your head. You want to apologize for your unprofessionalism and you also wanted to tell him he could take his assistant job and fuck off but then his left hand is hooking under your chin as he tilts your head up to you.

“I can pay for your dress. I’m sorry she ruined it. But holy hell Y/N what did you expect when you wore something like this?”

His right hand that has never left your body tampers down your back as he pulls you closer to him.

“You’ve been driving everybody mad wearing this,” he eyes are shifting now, darkening around the pupils as he licks his lips. “It should be a condemned sin.”

His voice has dropped an octave and the deep bass draws a shiver up your spine. You give your lip a light bite and he gives a short groan, the pad of his thumb brushing over the exposed skin. His hand tightens around your waist as he whispers,

“You should be a condemned sin.”

You’re looking up at him confused, trying to register what he was saying. He watches you back, trying to get a read on you before he straightens, pulling from you.

“I hope you’re feeling better.” he croaks, backing away as he takes you in one last time before he turns on his heel. You stop him, your hand shooting for his arm. You walk around him, his hair covering his pinched eyes as you whisper,

“What do you mean by that Mitch?”

He doesn’t look at you as he manages out,

“I’ve drank too much. I shouldn’t…” he looks at you and groans. “You just, I should have asked you out and not have offered you a job.”

The words takes you off guard as he takes a deep sigh.

“You’re so goddamn sexy and smart and I felt terrible ruining your resumes,” he was referencing your encounter months ago. “That offering you a job was the best I could do. I thought you’d get burnt out and quit and then I could ask you out but you’re so damn good. So damn good at everything you do so I’ve been stuck pretending I don’t care when all I want is you.”

Your dumbstruck as he looks at you and groans, shrugging out of your embrace.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. We can leave, if you want.”

He’s looking past you and you’re trying to process it all.

He really did like you.

You grab his neck, drawing him down to you, your lips pressing against his. It catches him off guard for only a second before he’s registering your actions, his hands grabbing your hips as he pushes you flush against a wall. His kisses are needy and desperate as his tongue teases your mouth open and you are consumed by him. Your hands move to his hair, his beautiful dark tresses getting tangled in your delicate fingers as he moans in your mouth, pushing his hips into your naval.

You moan feeling his erection brush against you and he pulls away, his eyes frenzied with lust.

“Not here.” his voice is hoarse and deep as he grabs you and basically drags you into the family restroom you were seeking out earlier. He shuts the door, locking it before grabbing you and slamming you against the door. He lifts you, your long gown getting lost around him as your legs hooks around his waist and his mouth is on your collarbone, sucking on the skin.

“You are so damn gorgeous,” he mumbles along your skin, his mouth nipping at your neck. “Do you know that? Do you know that you’ve been driving me fucking insane in this dress” his hands trail up your gown, his hot fingers clashing with your cool thighs and his mouth has found yours. “Drove me insane the moment I picked you up and you were wearing this.” His hands ghost over your center and you give a small yelp, as he pulls back to look you in the eye.

“You’re not wearing any underwear.” he bites his lips as he glides his fingers up your wet folds and you shiver as you stumble out,

“I always run out of clean underwear and you came so early to pick me up I couldn’t go and buy a pair.”

His hands slowly traces up and down your pussy and he watches your face twist in pleasure.

“How many times have you worked with me without any panties on?”

“Honestly?” you bite down on your lip as his thumb slowly starts to tease against your clit and your hips rock against his finger. “Like most of the time. You don’t give me enough time to do my laundry.”

Your words are soft, barely coming in a whisper and he growls, sticking a finger into you as he begins his slow assault into your tight walls.

“You are so fucking wet,” he whispers as he looks at you, a wicked grin on his face. “Are you always this wet for me princess?”

You give a weak nod as he inserts another finger and you buck against him, your hands digging into his shoulders.

“I thought I smelled you the other week when we were at dinner.” You knew what he was referencing. He had taken you out for dinner after a long day at the office at a trendy sushi spot. He had been talking to you as his nimble fingers gracefully picked up one sushi after the other, the raw fish placed carefully in his mouth. You don’t know why it turned you on but it did. You wanted to know what those fingers would feel like in you, his mouth over yours.

Now you knew.

“Did I smell you princess?” he whispers a grin gracing his face and you give another weak nod and he growls, inserting a third finger in you. You arch your back against him, hands stuck in his hair as his mouth attacks your neck again.

“Tell me what had you so turned on so much?”

You give a weak mewl in silence and he pulls his fingers out, causing you to whine. He looks up at you with hooded eyes shaking his head.

“You have to use your words princess.”

“I was thinking about you finger fucking me.” you manage out, biting your lip as your cheeks flush over. He smiles as he sticks his fingers back in you, watching your face contort in pleasure again. His fingers curls up and hits you in that sweet spot and you feel your body tensing, clawing for release.

“Were you?”

You give a quick nod and he chuckles, his mouth getting close to your ear. His fingers are merciless know, pumping into you faster as his thumb brushes against your clit and you can feel that tension in your stomach build up.

“Wanna hear a secret princess?” he whispers against the shell of your ear and you hum, your body starting to give in to the pleasure he was delighting you to. “I’ve jacked off to you every night since I’ve met you, cumming all over my body from the thought of my dick being filled to the rim in you.”

That was all you needed. Between his fingers and the image of him jacking off to you your screaming his name, your fingers tangled in his hair as your walls flutter around his fingers. He groans, coaxing you through your climax as he watches you before he pulls from you, inserting all three of his fingers in his mouth. He gives a low moan as he sucks your essence off and pulls his fingers out with a pop before your leaning into him for a kiss.

He shifts, carrying you to the bathroom counter and slamming placing you down. He yanks at his suit, pulling down his pants and boxers as his cock springs free.

“Tonight I’ll make love to you the way you deserve,” he promises as he lines himself up at your entrance. “I’ll have you begging my name by the time I’m done with you but right now I just need you.”

His cock is teasing your folds as you look up at him, your eyes darkening as you thrust your hips forward. He stops you, something dark flickering in his eyes.

“What do you want princess?” he whispers and you moan as your hands pull at his shoulders.

“I want you.”

“You want me to what?” a satisfied smirk sits on his face and you rub your folds against his twitching cock.

“Want you to fuck me with your big fucking cock.”

He groans as he slowly thrusts into you, grabbing your hands and intertwining them with yours as he raises them above your head. His head falls in the crook of your neck as he bottoms out in you, his hair tickling your shoulders and you both give a satisfied moan. You rock your hips against him, enjoying the way he fills you to the brim and he moans as he pulls from you, his hips rocking out of you before slamming back in.

“Goddamn you are tight..” he whispers as he lifts himself enough to look at you, then his mouth is hot on yours as his body claims you.

His hips snap into you, desperately chasing after your orgasm before he lifts your leg and you’re getting hit in that special spot that has you screaming out his name.

“That’s right princess. Want you to cum all over my big cock.” he whispers, his hips in a frenzy as he watches you unwind underneath him. His finger finds your clit and flicks the sensitive area and you’re screaming his name again, your body shaking as you find sweet release. His hips are sloppily slapping against your as your walls tighten around before there milking him  his body shaking uncontrollably as your arms find your way around his body.

You wait a beat before saying,

“Soooo…I’m guessing I have to quit. This is the highest level of conflicted interest if I’ve ever known one.”

He chuckles, his face tucked in your shoulder before pulling away and kissing you.

“I don’t want you to quit.”

“Wouldn’t that be -”

“Unless you want to. You’re free to work in any of our departments. You’re way too good to be an assistant.” he’s rambling, something he does when he’s nervous and you chuckle, leaning up and kissing him. He relaxes as you pull away, his lips tugged between your teeth before you whisper.

“Let’s worry about it tomorrow. I should at least get a year under your belt before we talk about commitment.”

He chuckles, wiggling against you and there’s a soft knock on the door and you both freeze before you hear Scott’s voice.

“…….so uhhh, I don’t mean to interrupt you two but ummmm,” he clears his throat though you can hear the humour in his voice. “Your dad is looking for you Mitch. For a photo.”

Mitch groans and you laugh, giving a lock of his hair a tug.

“Give us a minute Scott. We need to….make ourselves decent.”

“Uh huh.” You know he’s smiling as he walks away and Mitch’s eyes are glinting at you mischievously.

“How long do you think he’s been standing out there hearing you scream out my name?”

“Mitch! That’s your best friend!” you say in mock surprise and he laughs, shaking his head.

“Scott’s always had a thing for you.” he nuzzles his face in your neck before muttering. “Besides I have another round in me.”

His shimmies his hips against yours and you gasp at his dick hardening in you.

You both make it out of the bathroom thirty minutes later.

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[actuallysaiyan]

Hi!! Can I request a NSFW alphabet for Raditz? I loved the way you wrote the sfw one 💕 Thanks!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Raditz is actually super comforting and great at aftercare! He’s very attentive to your needs, and he’ll clean you up and everything. It’s something he enjoys doing for his partner, and he doesn’t care if anyone tries to make fun of him for it. He knows it means a lot.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Raditz definitely loves his hair. It’s a huge source of pride for him, and if you tug on it while he’s eating you out, you’ve got a man who’s definitely in love with you. He adores it if you brush his hair.

On you, he loves your tits. He can’t help it, it’s just the kind of guy he is. He loves playing with them, and cupping them, squeezing them together, getting a titty fuck if he can...

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

If Raditz is feeling upset or angry, you can expect him to cum deep within you, as if he is trying to mark you as his. It can be a little territorial with Raditz, but he loves you and will always get consent from you. He loves filling your holes with cum, and watching it drip out of you.

He also loves making you cum like crazy too. He’s got lots of stamina and will lap at your weeping pussy until you’re begging and pleading for him to stop from over stimulation.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Raditz loves the idea of you dominating you, but he would never actually admit to that. It’s already that he gets a lot of shit from Vegeta and Nappa for being supposedly weak, so he would hate if that secret got out. If he were to get drunk with you one night, he might actually let you do this to him. It would drive him crazy to have you take control.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Raditz is quite experienced, and he’s a bit of a fuckboy before he gets into a relationship with you. He knows exactly what he’s doing, and he’s got a bit of a reputation amongst the Saiyan women as someone who can make a girl squirt. He’s proud of his experience, but he doesn’t boast about it...well, not too much anyway.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Raditz adores the mating press, or having you ride him. It’s crazy how good it feels when he gets into these positions, but he enjoys the intimacy of things as well, so he can switch it up to missionary or doggy sometimes. Raditz is all over the place with positions, but some nights he just wants his favorite, which is usually you on top.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Raditz can be a little funny and sarcastic during sex, and from time to time he’ll make a sexual joke or remark and it’s funny. You both like to laugh and have fun during sex, because you both know it’s not always supposed to be super serious. If it’s a romantic moment, he’ll keep his composure and treat you accordingly.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Raditz actually likes to keep himself clean shaven and trims regularly. He doesn’t have a whole lot of body hair to begin with, so he enjoys his smoothness. The carpets match the drapes, and it can be a little shaggy and wild down there if he skips out on trimming and shaving. It’s coarse and black hair.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Raditz likes to have intimacy when he has sex. It can be something that is very special between a Saiyan and his mate, and even though he’s been with lots of women, he’s decided to choose you as his mate. He loves you and wants you to feel wanted and needed when he fucks you. Though, sometimes he can be a little rough.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Raditz will jack off if you aren’t around. Sometimes if he’s out on missions on distant planets, he’ll think of you and start to touch himself. He loves the memories of your best love making sessions and those are usually the fodder that helps him get over the edge.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Raditz has mostly dominant kinks. He likes to pin you down and fuck you hard, but he does also have a blowjob kink, if you’d call it a kink. He loves having you suck on his cock and he adores watching you gag and drool all over his big dick. The way tears form in your eyes is so fucking hot for him. Raditz also has a pretty intense breeding kink, but most Saiyans do.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Raditz will literally take you anywhere. He doesn’t care where he fucks you, as long as he gets to fuck you. He also doesn’t really care about people watching you guys either, since most Saiyans don’t really pay attention to that sort of thing either. Raditz does love fucking you in the shower a lot, since everything is so much slipperier and wetter. It just gets him going if he gets to wash your body first...

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

All you need to do is just squeeze his inner thigh, play with his hair a little and tell him how badly you need his cock deep inside you. He’s also into you teasing him a little and maybe talking dirty as well. It doesn’t take too much for him to get turned on, so you basically only have to tell him that you’re horny and Raditz will fuck you.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Raditz isn’t super into anal, nor is he super into golden showers or anything like that. He doesn’t mind hurting you a little if you like that kind of thing, but he’d never fatally hurt you. That’s just not feasible, and considering he loves you so much, he’d be heartbroken if he were ever to take it that far. 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Raditz is huge on blowjobs. He fucking loves them so much. His knees go weak and he absolutely loves fucking your face. He’ll make you choke and gag, and he’ll praise you while you deep throat that huge cock of his. It’s one of his favorite things in the world.

But, that doesn’t mean Raditz doesn’t like to give. He’ll spread your legs and slurp at you until you’re cumming over and over. If you try to close your legs, Raditz will pry them open and over stimulate you until you’re crying for him to stop.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Raditz is almost always rough. He needs to let go of a lot of his pent up anger and energy. He needs to take out his frustrations through sex, but you know he loves you regardless. Besides, he knows you can most definitely take it. If he’s feeling needy, he’ll take it slower and be surprisingly romantic. It can be sweet and sensual, but he’s usually rough.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Raditz enjoys quickies a lot, seeing as they are always a viable option for him. He enjoys the way he can just pump into you, fuck you hard and then make you walk away with his cum dripping out of you within minutes. It’s like a game to Raditz sometimes, and other times he likes to see how many times he can make you cum in under twenty minutes. Quickies are great, and he enjoys them very much so.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Raditz likes to take risks and he most definitely loves to experiment with you. He’ll tease you around people and probably will get caught fucking you from time to time, but as long as you don’t mind, Raditz doesn’t care. Most of the other Saiyans try to pretend that they don’t see this happening in front of them, so this doesn’t usually phase too many people.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Realistically, he could last for days. He’s a Saiyan, they have godlike stamina and they love to breed and fuck as much as they can. He lasts a long time, unless he’s been needing you for a long time, then he fills you up with his cum quickly. Regardless, you know he’s going to fuck you for a long time.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

It’s not really his thing, but he’s not opposed to them. If you wanted to have a vibrator or something like that, he would use it on you. He just figures it’s more fun if he can make you cum hard. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Raditz enjoys teasing, but he can only take so much teasing before he gets way too aroused. He’ll tease you a little, but if you beg him, he’s going to give in almost pretty much right away. He needs to be deep inside you, feeling your warmth around him. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Raditz is loud, but most of that is dirty talk. He loves telling you what he’s doing to you, or he enjoys making you beg and plead. It just makes him so much more aroused. He generally grunts as he ruts against you, telling you how good you’re taking his cock.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Raditz can be insecure sometimes, so you have to praise him and reassure him a lot. Nappa and Vegeta give him lots of shit, which gets under his skin a lot. It hurts his feelings, but his Saiyan pride makes it hard for him to be able to say anything about it. When it’s late at night and you’re both lying together in bed, he might tell you about how he feels. He trusts that you won’t repeat this information, and you would never.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Raditz has a nice girthy cock. It’s not super long, just a good 6 inches. It’s girthy, thick and it’s hard to get all of it in your mouth with gagging and choking. His balls are pretty nice and big as well, and he likes to keep them shaved clean for you to suck on.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

If Raditz isn’t busy doing something important, he’s most definitely down to fuck. He likes sex to be fun and spontaneous most times, so you can expect his sex drive to be pretty high. He’s not like Vegeta who wants to train all the time and forgoes sex for so long. Raditz needs to fuck to feel good.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Raditz is pretty quick to fall asleep after sex. He tries his best to stay up with you, but once he knows you’re all cleaned up and you’re feeling sleepy yourself, he just rolls over and falls into a deep sleep.

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