#you try to have sex and just like. cry in the bathroom afterward bc it feels so wrong and so awful and you don't even know why.

[thebearer]

nsfw alphabet with carmen berzatto

please minors dni 18+. smut ahead ;) enjoy!

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

in the beginning, carmen was so bad at aftercare. he was a clinger and a cuddler, a little self conscious one too, but he didn't know after care was a thing really??? like would wipe you off and cuddle you, but when you started doing more intense or harsher things, you had to tell him "hey can you do a little more lol?" now, he's more thorough with a complete check afterwards. bath if you need one, food (ofc) or something to drink, more vocal too with praises and making sure you're not in a drop or shock, and still a clinger afterwards too lol.

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

his- his hands. he needs them to work and they're good at that apparently. good at drawing, and smoking, and holding your hand. good at smacking your ass until you cry or pulling on your hair. good at wiping your tears, holding your face in his palms, watching you suck on his fingers. watching them disappear in and out of your pussy, your arousal dripping down his wrist. he's just... he does a lot with his hands lol.

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

carmen is filthy with cum. maybe it's a territorial type thing, something primal inside of him, but he will paint you with his cum. your tummy, your tits, not so much your face bc you don't like it. inside of you is his favorite, esp when he makes you keep it in there after fucking you in the office or at a dinner party in the bathroom, you have to go out and pretend like nothing happened- dripping him down your leg the entire time.

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

he's kinda into voyeurism??? a little bit lol. not actually in front of someone, he's too shy and possessive for that, but will finger you under the table at family dinners. likes it when you jack him off in public. having sex somewhere you might get caught, or where someone might find you or hear you. he always fucks you harder when someone might be around, lives for it.

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

he's not super experienced by any means, but seasoned enough to know what he's doing. probably a body count of three or four before you maybe. there's still a lot of things that are new to him (esp the kinkier things the two of you get into) but he's got the basics covered.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

the hook or the shoulder holder. anything where your legs are over his shoulders, preferably thighs to your chest and he's plowing the fuck outta you. makes you go numb and he loves when your thighs squeeze around his neck, nearly makes him pass out. he can go so deep and it feels so close for the both of you.

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

depends on the mood. if he's being daddy carm, then he's very serious. if it's just you two fucking around or having sweet, sappy sex, then he can be a little more silly.

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

trimmed but a little on the wilder side. got a bush and a happy trail that you love. when you first started dating, he would try to trim it all the way, and you had to tell him you loved it. so now he keeps it. wild curly pubes that match his hair when it grows super long. you love it when he'll let it go full bush so you can just bury your face in it lol.

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

very romantic and lovey always. even after he's been a little mean to you, he is always quick to be sweet. very much so the type to say "i love you" every time in missionary... and every other position, but he's just sappy lol.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

used to jack off more when he was single and busy. less when mikey died and he took over the beef bc he was stressed to the max. now, he doesn't really ever jack off. you two fuck enough he doesn't have to, and he really doesn't have time lol.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

he's a total soft daddy dom, which might come as a shock. a little bit of a brat tamer. nothing he loves more than putting you in your place. a big fan of "fucking the fussy out out you" and embarrassing you a little. ofc it's never severe bc carmen would have dom drop like a mf, but spanking you and then making you come out to family and sitting on your stinging ass, trying to pretend like it's nothing? gets him hard all over again.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

bedroom or kitchen. depends on how you're playing and fucking, or really what he needs. he'll bend you over the kitchen counter and have you there all night, but in the bedroom, he'll take his time with you.

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

you. just you. the knowledge that you like him and think he's attractive and are willing to have sex with hi. sometimes when you're bratty and a little mean, it wakes up his daddy side and gets him going to tame you, but really your existence.

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

anything super intense that would leave a lasting mark or scar. super degrading, either way, he doesn't want to make fun of you or be too mean (outside of calling you a brat and impatient), certainly doesn't want yo to say it to him.

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

he's a chef. he likes to taste his food. loves giving you head. unbelievably good at it.

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

depends on the mood. usually he'll pound you out kinda slow but enough to leave you shaky, but really depends in the vibe.

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

king of quickies. in the morning before work, if you come to visit him at work, sneaking home on a lunch break, before going to a friend's house, in the car. anywhere. he just doesn't have the time all the time so quickies make it easier.

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

he's probably like sixty/ forty on risks. yes, he'll fuck you in the dressing room while you're trying on bikinis, but no, he won't spank you with a rolling pin are you out of your mind?

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

depends on how tired he is. usually two, but if he's super amped up, can go as many as you need. can go all night if he has to.

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

sorta toys? has a paddle (you bought him) for when you're really bad. the wooden spoon and spatula he uses for spanking you. you had a vibrator that he'll tease you with sometimes. and he bought you a few plugs when you were anal training and bc sometimes you're a brat and he plugs you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

teasing king. endless teasing until your teary eyed and pouting and furious. the more you're on the edge, the more he likes it. likes to get you to that point you're nearly brain dead with pleasure, then will finally give in because nothing it better than watching you come undone.

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

he's gotten better. used to be a few muffled whines and grunts that he was embarrassed of. now he dirty talks a lot. likes to kinda grunt-moan when he's fucking you, and sometimes you'll get lucky and he'll whimper right in your ear before he cums!!!

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

big fan of mirror sex. likes holding you by your jaw while he fucks you roughly, making you watch yourself come undone, all while he grunts and hisses things in your ear. "look at you, fuck. this is what i see every time. get to see you- see you like this. lookin' all pretty and fucked out."

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

he's def thicker than mosts. thick and veiny- like his build. uncut (that won the poll) and i feel he'd be around seven or eight inches. enough to have you gawking and like... holy shit. he thinks it's not very big or impressive and you reassure him otherwise lol.

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

pretty insatiable. esp if he's well rested and not stressed, but even on those days, he just wants to fuck lol.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

he's a cuddler and he'll pillow talk for a little bit then he's out lol. to quote nicki, pussy put his ass to sleep. and it is a deep sleep every time lol.

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[onlyhuis]

not so holy night

member — teacher!jihoon x teacher!reader genre — smut with plot, a teeny bit of drama (barely any), lots of fluff at the end word count — 6.9k warnings — reader has a vagina and breasts, unprotected sex, oral (reader receiving), grinding, fingering, cumshot, some begging, please lmk if i missed any warnings! notes — this is the sequel to "not so silent night", which is posted on my sfw blog @junkissed! i would recommend reading part 1 first, since there's quite a bit of plot in this one! dedicated to @onlymingyus because she was going to murder me for that cliffhanger in part 1 hehe. so voila here is part 2! enjoy :) fyi i only read this like once bc i really wanted to post it tonight so if there's mistakes look away

this work contains nsfw content. minors dni or you will be blocked.

drinks and dinner. dinner and drinks. that’s all that’s going to happen tonight. why are you so nervous?

when saturday finally rolls around, you stand in front of your bathroom mirror an hour before jihoon is supposed to pick you up, scrutinizing your outfit choice. the holiday staff party is always hosted at a fancy restaurant downtown, the whole place rented out for all the teachers and administrators for dinner, with music and mingling afterwards.

in the four years you’ve been a teacher at the middle school, this is the first year you’re actually going to bring a date.

is it a date? is it friends? is it coworkers? you think it’s a date; after all, you did get coffee before school with jihoon twice this week. it could be a friend thing, but the way he looks at you when he thinks you’re distracted makes you think otherwise.

it’s going to be a long night, you already know. nothing like the little half-hour meetups for coffee or eating lunch together in the back corner of the teacher’s lounge. a solid two, three hours for the dinner alone, not to mention the drinks you’re getting with him beforehand and however long you’ll end up staying afterwards.

you’re mentally counting the time and figuring out when you might get home so you can put on your ratty pajamas and nurse your inevitable wine headache as you reflect on the evening. god, when did dating get so exhausting?

you twist in the mirror, checking out the way your ass looks in the dress. not bad. is it too forward of you to have put on your nice lingerie underneath, “just in case”? probably, but it’s not like you get an opportunity like this every day. if you’ve understood correctly, jihoon’s stuck in the same boat you are: painfully single, and not getting any younger.

and your mind starts to wander when out of nowhere your mind brings up a mental image of his long, slender fingers, and you can’t help but think about jihoon’s hands sliding up your legs and parting your folds, adding one finger, then another, then a third until you’re crying his name in relief, and–

jesus, it’s been way too long since you’ve gotten laid.

but even with just the passing thought of him, the nervous butterflies in your stomach travel lower, and you’re trying to will yourself to stop thinking about him before you ruin your only cute pair of panties.

you flick the bathroom lightswitch off and head to the living room to put something on tv, anything to clear your mind.

eventually your thoughts subside, and before you know it your doorbell is ringing and you’re scrambling to turn off the tv and make sure everything on your coffee table looks like it was put there intentionally and that you haven’t been anxiously adjusting it for the past hour.

you take a deep breath and turn the doorknob, but nothing could’ve prepared you for the man standing outside your door.

it almost feels like you’ve gotten the wind knocked out of you when you look at him. the sleek grey suitjacket that’s tailored perfectly around the broad shoulders you never noticed before (how the fuck did you not notice that before?). the too-tight white button down that frames the muscles in his chest. the way the cuffs of his sleeves are rolled up to the elbows, exposing forearms that are so toned, they look like they could deadlift a piano.

you don’t know who this man is, but he’s definitely not the shy mr. lee you’re used to seeing across the hall every day.

for some reason he seems to be equally taken aback by your outfit, which you honestly can’t understand why he would be, when he himself looks like that. but with the way he’s eyeing you up and down like he has to physically hold himself back from pouncing on you, suddenly this night just got a whole lot more exciting.

“hi,” you manage, still unable to take your eyes off of him. “you, uh… you look really good.”

it’s like he doesn’t even hear your compliment, he’s so focused on you. “i’ve, um– you–” he exhales sharply. “wow.”

you blink a few times, trying to clear your head of the barrage of dirty thoughts swirling around and get yourself back on track. “so. drinks?”

his eyes dart up to your face, seeming like he’s snapped out of it. “yes! yes. my friend owns a bar near the restaurant, so i thought it might be fun to start there.” he clears his throat, muttering under his breath. “although now, i think i have better things to do.”

you smile and nod, pretending you didn’t hear him, but oh my god you heard him and oh my god you’re not gonna last long tonight. you’d hate to bail on your date, but if things keep going how they have in the five minutes you’ve seen him, you don’t know how long you’ll be able to handle sitting next to him and not having his dick inside you in some way, shape, or form. 

you grab your purse and keys and lock your front door, following jihoon to his car. he pulls on the passenger side door handle, holding it open for you and even offering his hand to help you in.

you don’t know where this man came from out of nowhere, but you really kinda like it.

the drive across town is… tense, but somehow in a good way. it feels comfortable riding in his car; though you’ve only done it once before, it feels like you’ve been in his passenger seat your whole life.

“drinks are on me,” he says as you pull up in front of the bar, a swanky little place squished in between a used bookstore and an italian grill in a long line of shops. 

you smile politely, still fighting the heat creeping up in your cheeks. “jihoon, please, you don’t have to. i know how much you make in a year.”

he pulls his keys from the ignition, and the car falls silent. “and? tonight i’m spending it on you. it’s a special occasion.”

you don’t reply, partially because you’re already planning on paying for your own drinks when he isn’t looking, and partially because wtf does he mean it’s a special occasion?

you’re still immersed in trying to figure out what he means that you don’t notice when he check his side mirror for traffic and flings his door open when there’s a lull in cars whizzing by. he jogs in front of the car around to your side by the curb, opening your door and helping you out.

“thank you,” you mumble, trying to avoid staring at his chest that’s coincidentally right in front of your face.

at 5pm on a saturday evening the sidewalk is packed with people, and jihoon slides his arm around you, placing a hand gently on your lower back to guide you to the bar’s entrance. you have to force yourself not to shiver; despite the fabric of your thin sweater on top of your dress, it feels like his hand might as well be pressed against your bare skin.

you manage to find two seats at the bar, and a bartender in a black embroidered apron walks up when jihoon raises a hand to wave him over.

“if it isn’t lee jihoon,” the man grins, putting both hands on the counter. “nice to see you, buddy.”

“nice to see you, too, gyu.” jihoon turns to introduce you. “this is my friend, mingyu. he runs the place.”

you smile, offering him a polite greeting.

“so this is the lucky girl, hm?” mingyu asks, winking at you.

jihoon coughs, and you almost think you see him glare at the man, but his scowl quickly fades when he turns back to you. “ignore him. what do you want to drink?”

you give mingyu your order, and he smiles, pulling two glasses from the rack behind him. “the usual, uji?” he asks, and jihoon nods.

finally settling in, you shrug off your sweater, folding it carefully over the back of the chair before you notice jihoon staring at you.

“i’m gonna… go to the bathroom,” he says hurriedly. “i’ll be right back.” he gets up and dashes towards the back of the room, hands shoved deep in his pockets.

you turn to watch him disappear into the crowd, offering him a smile as he leaves. as soon as he’s out of sight, you grab your wallet from your purse, seeing your chance. jihoon is sweet, but you don’t need him to pay for your drinks, too. just being here with him is the most fun you’ve had in a long time.

you catch mingyu’s attention and wave him over, pulling out a few bills. you start to hand them to him, but he shakes his head. “sorry, no can do. i’ve been told not to let you pay for your drinks, it’s jihoon’s treat.”

you sigh and stuff the money back into your purse. fine.

“between you and me…” he starts, and you look back up at him curiously. “uji’s been really happy lately, and if i had to guess, you’re probably the reason why. so if things go bad on your date tonight, just… don’t break his heart, ‘kay?”

your eyes widen. “no, i wouldn’t– i wasn’t planning on–” you stammer, but he’s already walking away to refill somebody’s cocktail, and you’re left wondering what the hell he was talking about. 

it was only supposed to be a couple of friendly outings. you can’t feel this way about your coworker, someone you see right across the hall for eight hours a day every monday through friday… right? but if mingyu’s right (and you have no reason to believe he isn’t), then jihoon feels the same way about you. shit, this is deeper than you thought.

before you started… whatever this is with jihoon, you didn’t really talk to him much, even though your classrooms were right next door. you just never happened to see him in passing.

sure, you heard the off-key guitar solos from his students at nine in the morning on mondays and wednesdays, and every once in a while you saw him sitting alone in the teacher’s lounge, earbuds plugged in, nodding his head to whatever song he was listening to and tapping his fingers on the table. but it’s a big school, anyways; it’s easy to not know every teacher that works there, especially ones in a different department.

eventually jihoon comes back, and you spend the next couple hours sipping your drinks, chatting and laughing like you usually do. before you know it he’s looking down at his watch and cursing. “we should go, if we don’t wanna be late,” he says, downing the rest of his drink.

of course, it’s just your luck that now you have absolutely zero appetite for food, and an insatiable appetite for jihoon. his hair is messed, glistening a little as if he ran his fingers through it with water, and his cheeks are practically glowing.

jihoon reaches out for you, and you take his hand, letting him lead you out of the bar. mingyu waves goodbye, a grin on his face as he watches the two of you walk away. 

the ride to the restaurant is more tense than you’d like it to be, but it’s probably imagined tension from you more than it is actual tension.

while you’re desperately trying to pretend you don’t want him to pull the car over and fuck you in the backseat, you don’t notice how he’s pretending he doesn’t want to turn the car around and drive home and fuck you there instead of going to this whole stupid dinner in the first place. you stare out your window, keeping your hands planted firmly in your lap, and he stares out the windshield, keeping his hands firmly wrapped around the steering wheel.

too quickly, you arrive at the restaurant and he parks in the lot out back. again, he gets out and jogs around to the passenger side to open your door for you again, offering his hand to help you out. your cheeks warm, and you hope he can’t tell how nervous you are.

walking through the lot towards the building, you recognize a few of your coworkers’ cars. past you that used to attend the teacher parties alone would’ve been a little disappointed that you’re so late to the event, but you that’s here now couldn’t care less about how late you show up, when you could be spending time alone with jihoon instead.

although, the amount of people around you tonight is probably for the best, because if they weren’t there you don’t think you’d be able to stop yourself from jumping him and fucking him in the middle of the restaurant.

he opens the door and smiles at the greeter, who leads you back to the private room where the rest of the party is. you feel jihoon’s grip on your waist tighten imperceptibly when the man glances at you for just a beat too long before showing you the table, and you force yourself to ignore the way your stomach does backflips at his touch.

the room is huge, with two long buffet tables for all the employees who are laughing and chatting. you find two empty seats near the end of the table and quickly a waiter comes over to offer you drinks. having already had enough to drink at mingyu’s bar, you settle for water, wanting to stay sober for whatever happens later. jihoon orders a coke.

some of the administrators order appetizers for the table, and as you wait for them to get passed down to you one of your coworkers walks over.

you look up at her and smile. “hey, jan–”

“hi, jihoon,” she purrs, completely ignoring you as she wraps her arm around your date’s shoulders, the martini in her hand sloshing with the movement. 

your smile drops, and you look away, focusing on the ice cubes in your glass as if it’s the most interesting thing in the world. at least, it’s more interesting than watching your married coworker shamelessly flirt with the man you’re supposed to be on a date with. you should’ve known a man as attractive as jihoon would have women throwing themselves at him all night. maybe this was a bad idea after all.

he stiffens, brows knitting into a scowl when he sees you avoiding him. “mrs. walker,” he greets her in response, tone flat. “is your husband not able to make it tonight? i had such a nice conversation with him last year about his business trip.”

she giggles. “oh no, he’s working tonight. but…” she trails off, smoothing a hand down his arm. “we could always go have a conversation about another kind of business instead.”

you nearly snort water out your nose at her forwardness, and for a second you contemplate ordering an uber and just going home right now. god, were all the teachers usually this bad, or had you just not noticed it until you were seated next to somebody like jihoon?

he clears his throat, a little too loudly. “sorry, but my date and i have plans,” he says.

at the mention of your name you glance over your shoulder, giving her a short nod before you return to staring at the water droplets rolling down the side of your glass. 

her grin falters, but she recovers quickly. “oh! i didn’t know you two came together,” she says, giving you a look as she sips her martini.

jihoon doesn’t respond, his arms crossed and staring at his empty plate. your coworker stands behind his chair in silence until the awkwardness is too much, and she lets out another forced laugh. “well, i’ll leave you be, then. but you have my number if you change your mind and wanna do something more fun tonight,” she mutters, downing the rest of her drink and stumbling off in search of the nearest waiter for another round.

the restaurant is filled with loud conversations, but an uncomfortable silence settles between you. 

so what if you are a little jealous? you surely have no right to be; you’ve only gone out with this man a handful of times, not nearly enough to call him yours. but for tonight, for right now, he’s your date, and you feel entitled to at least a little bit of sulking.

jihoon coughs a little, finally breaking the silence. “i’m sorry about her.”

you stir your straw around your water glass, still avoiding his eyes. “not your fault.”

“yeah, but still,” he says with a sigh. “she didn’t have to be an asshole to you.”

“it’s fine,” you say halfheartedly, bringing the plastic straw to your lips to take a small sip. “all the teachers get plastered at the staff parties.”

“you don’t, though,” he says after a pause.

“neither do you, looks like,” you say, pointing to the coke can in his hand.

he laughs. “no, not really… not when i have more fun things to do.”

for the second time that night you almost spit out your water. “that’s not funny, jihoon.”

“but you’re smiling,” he says, a grin of his own rising on his face, and you can’t hide the way your smile mirrors his.

you give in, letting out a laugh at his stupid joke, somehow both hating and loving how he was able to brighten your mood.

he smiles, his eyes sparkling under the restaurant lights. “do you maybe wanna… leave?”

ten minutes later, after a rushed goodbye to the assistant principal who was probably too drunk to even recognize you, your back is pressed against the side of jihoon’s car, your hands tangled in his hair as you moan into his mouth. his lips crash against yours, hands falling to your waist again as he pushes you into the passenger door.

when you pull away to take a breath, you can see his hair’s messed up again in that effortlessly sexy way that makes your heart race.

“can we go– someplace else?” you breathe. fuck if the back of your dress is totally dirty now from the car, you’re itching to get out of it—or have it taken off of you.

“shit, yes,” jihoon answers in between kisses up your jawline. “my place or yours?”

you whine at the feeling of his teeth against your skin. “anywhere, fuck– whatever’s closer.”

you find yourself in yet another extremely tense car ride as jihoon floors it down the highway, probably breaking more than a few traffic laws in his rush to get home. his house ends up being closer to the restaurant, so that’s where you decide on going.

he pulls in the driveway and you don’t even give him a chance to come around to open your door for you, jumping out of the car as soon as it’s turned off.

his hands fumble with his keys, but finally he gets the front door open and you both fall inside his house. the door slams shut behind you and immediately you’re shoved against it, jihoon’s hips pushing into you to keep you in place as you frantically grab at his broad shoulders to pull him closer. kissing him is addictive; the dizzying rush of his tongue in your mouth and his hands exploring your body makes you weak in the knees.

after a while you break apart, heaving for air as the lustful intensity starts to melt away into something more careful, but no less alluring. it’s finally starting to sink in that you’re kissing jihoon, you’re in his house, and you’re definitely getting laid tonight.

a sudden burst of confidence has you slipping one hand down, feeling his hips jerk when you palm him lightly over his pants.

“god, i’ve been hard for the past two hours,” he mutters through gritted teeth as your delicate fingers play with the top button on his slacks.

“you act like i haven’t been wet for the past two hours,” you reply, and he groans in relief when you undo the zipper, releasing some of the tension around his cock from how tight the dress pants were.

his hands grab at your waist, spinning you around to face away from him so he can unzip your dress. with how desperate he is—how you both are—you expect him to tug it off you as quickly as possible, but to your surprise, he moves slowly.

his hands smooth across your shoulders, running over your body through the fabric, and you shiver; the feeling of his touch is almost too much, even while you’re still fully clothed. his hands slide down your back, slowly moving to the sides of your breasts and traveling lower until they come to a stop at your waist.

he pulls you back against him, lightly grinding against your ass, and you whimper. you could already see he was, but now you know he really is as hard as he said, his clothed cock pressing into you.

his fingers move back up your body to toy with the zipper at the base of your neck, sending chills down your spine. he leans closer, and you can feel his breath on your neck as he leans in to press a kiss to the sensitive skin beneath your earlobe. 

“is this okay?” he breathes.

you whine, shifting on your feet to bring his lips back closer to you. “yes! please, jihoon.”

you can feel his smile against your neck before he dives back in, sucking lightly at your skin, burning hot under his touch. you’re sure he can feel your pulse racing a mile a minute as your legs start to buckle at the pleasure.

before you can stop yourself, you let out a loud moan, your head rolling back to rest against him and inadvertently exposing more of your neck to him. you feel his grip tighten around you, beginning to suck harder until you’re sure it’ll leave dark bruises. but for some reason, you don’t care. you want to carry around his marks on your neck. you want it to be a little obvious. if not for you, then to show that bitch jan what she was missing.

he pulls his mouth away from you and you whine again, but he just hums and puts his hands against your back, finally beginning to pull at the zipper.

he stops once it’s halfway down your body, moving his fingers back up to your shoulders to slip the fabric off, letting it hang around your waist.

he turns you around to face him, and you hastily reach around to unclasp your bra, letting it fall to the floor. he leans down and pushes his face into your bare breasts, moaning as he begins to sink to his knees in front of you.

if you hadn’t completely soaked through your panties earlier, you definitely have by now. you can feel the throbbing heat between your legs, begging for him to touch you, to do anything. 

he must read your mind, because immediately his hands reach behind you to grab onto the zipper again, tugging it down the rest of the way. he leaves a trail of kisses as the fabric falls to the side, starting in between your breasts and moving down lower, lower, past your belly button until he’s kissing the hem of your panties and your dress is in a pile at your feet.

you slip out of the dress, stepping out of your shoes as well as jihoon’s hands wrap around the backs of your thighs, pulling you into his face. he groans, his nose smushing against your clit through your underwear, and you gasp at the sudden contact.

he looks up at you, half his face obscured by the way he’s pressed against your body, only his eyes meeting yours, silently asking to continue. you whine out his name and another “please”, and that seems to satisfy him enough to loop his fingers underneath the waistband of your underwear and tug them down to your knees.

the moment he presses his mouth to your pussy is like nothing you’ve ever felt before. the way his tongue darts out, laving over every inch of the skin between your legs, has you squeezing your eyes shut in pure bliss and begging him not to stop. your hand shoots to his head, struggling for something to hold onto to keep you grounded at the sudden pleasure.

but just as you start to feel your orgasm approaching, he pulls off of you in a rush, panting as he sits back on his heels. he couldn’t have had his tongue on you for more than a few seconds, but it was more than enough to build you up before he tore you right back down.

he pulls your panties back up your legs, fixing them back at your hips as he stands up. you shoot him a panicked look. he’s not about to eat you out, not let you finish, and then bail on you… is he?

but he just wipes his hand across the back of his mouth and picks your dress and shoes up off the hardwood floor. “we’re still in the front doorway,” he chuckles. he puts his hand on your lower back, your warm skin prickling at his cool touch as he leads you down the hall to what you assume is his bedroom. “thought you’d be more comfortable here.”

he flicks on the light and tosses your dress and shoes at the foot of the bed while you look around. his room is small but tidy, a keyboard in one corner and a few different guitars mounted on the wall.

it’s a pretty cool room, and if you weren’t so incredibly horny right now, you’d ask him to tell you about all his things, but right now all you can focus on is the tent in his pants that you’re praying will find its way between your legs sometime soon.

you’re still on edge from the orgasm he pulled you away from earlier, so you fall onto his bed with no hesitation, hoping he’ll get the hint as you lay in nothing but your underwear.

and he does, immediately coming over to you and beginning to strip down.

you should be embarrassed about how wet you are right now, but when your insanely sexy coworker is hurriedly pulling his shirt off, practically ripping the buttons off at how fast he throws it off, you have more important things on your mind. 

he drops to his knees at the edge of the bed, so close you can feel his breath on your cunt. you throw your head back as his fingers slip beneath the waistband of your panties for a second time, effortlessly tugging them all the way off and tossing them into the pile along with the rest of your outfit.

he hums, collecting your wetness on the tip of his finger as he drags it through your folds. his hands are freezing cold in contrast to the heat between your legs. “so it wasn’t just me,” he says to himself, admiring the way his finger glistens with moisture.

“h-huh?” you stutter, lifting your head to look down at him. the way he’s crouching between your legs like he’s about to devour you makes you forget everything else that’s happened tonight.

he ghosts his lips over your clit, giving you a quick kiss. “for a while i thought you were only being friendly, when you went out with me all those times.” 

“but look how wet you are,” and he holds his finger up for you to see. “so it wasn’t just me that wanted you so bad. you wanted me too.”

he pushes his finger back into you for just a moment, spreading your juices around and wiping his fingers on the inside of your thigh. “wanted to bend you over that table in the coffee shop, the one in the corner we always sit at,” he groans out. “the counter in the teacher’s lounge, by the window. the bathroom sink at gyu’s bar earlier. and especially at the table at the restaurant. wanted to fuck you goddamn everywhere.”

“jihoon, please,” you whimper. him confessing how much he likes you turns you on, more than you’d like to admit.

“please, what?”

maybe it’s a little much to be asking for the first time with you, he’ll admit, but you’re both so desperate for each other, and you’re really enjoying it, so he figures he might as well go all out.

you throw your head back, but you give him what he wants. “please, will you eat me out, jihoon?”

and as much as he loves the way his name sounds falling from your lips, he’s not done with you yet. “soon,” he replies simply, and you start to protest until he shoves his finger back inside of you.

you try to hold back a yelp at his sudden touch, but it escapes you. he tsks, slowly adding a second finger and ignoring the way you shiver. “don’t be quiet, baby. with all the noise we make in my classroom, i never hear a peep out of you across the hall. i know you can be loud when you want to.”

and you do want to. it’s almost frightening how suddenly his personality has flipped– the shy man you only saw briefly in the halls now has you completely wrapped around his finger, begging him to touch you. and you don’t even care.

the next time he pumps his fingers in and out of your dripping hole, you don’t hold back your moans, breath catching in your throat as he begins to speed up. “there you go. good girl,” he coos in a low voice that makes you clench automatically around his fingers, and he grins mischievously. “you make such pretty sounds. should fuck you in my classroom next time, they’ve got better acoustics in there so i can hear your pretty voice better.”

you’re much too focused on the way his thumb is flicking your swollen clit to comprehend the way he says “next time” as if this isn’t a one time thing. but after, when you’ve recovered enough to remember the things said in the heat of the moment, those words are something you won’t forget.

“jihoon, please, don’t talk about work while you’re fucking me,” you manage.

he just grins and laughs, pushing his fingers into you faster. before you know it you feel your orgasm building back up, and you have to resist the urge to reach down and tug on his hair to get him to go faster.

but somehow he must know you’re getting close, because he leans forward and wraps his lips around your clit and starts sucking, hard. your back arches and you gasp, not expecting the sudden warmth of his mouth on you.

he flicks his tongue as his fingers continue to pump in and out of you, and with a cry of his name he finally lets you cum. your cunt clenches hard around his fingers, so tight he can barely keep moving them, but somehow he does, helping you through your orgasm as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over you.

you lay on his bed, panting, trying to catch your breath as he stands up, finally removing his own underwear.

“are you alright?” he asks, and you sit up on your elbows, your vision returned enough to see him now standing nude in front of you.

your eyes are glued to his cock when you answer, staring at how gorgeous it looks and how badly you want him in your mouth. “yeah, i’m–”

“then get up.”

your eyes widen. “huh?”

“do you wanna be on top?” he asks, but you’re already shifting to move off of the bed.

“yes, please.”

he grins. “good.” he sits down where you were just laying, cock resting against his defined abs as you climb up to straddle him. immediately his hands find your waist, guiding you over him.

you push your hips down to grind your clit over his length, not putting him inside you just yet, but moving so he slides through your folds, coating him in your juices.

it’s almost pathetic how eagerly you’re writhing against him, sliding up and down his abs desperately. your eyes are squeezed shut as you concentrate on the pleasure, so you miss the way he stares up at you like you’re the best thing he’s ever seen.

what you don’t miss is the way his hands begin to grip more roughly at your hips, helping you ride him until he forces your movements to stop. you pry your eyes open to look at him.

“can i fuck you now?” he asks, and the sudden breathiness in his tone gives you a rush like you’ve never felt. 

“please, jihoon,” you whimper in response, voice equally as breathy. “please, been waiting all night.”

he leans his head back against the pillows and exhales, letting his eyes fall closed for a second. “good, because i was about to cum from that.”

you giggle, placing your hands flat on his chest. “well, that wouldn’t exactly be a bad thing.”

he groans. “i know, but then i wouldn’t get to fuck you.”

you lean down to kiss him and he melts into your lips, his hands sliding up your back to grip at your shoulders and pull you closer.

he pushes up and manages to flip you over onto your back again, pressing one more kiss to your lower lip before shuffling down the bed. you spread your legs apart to give him better access, and he positions himself between them, looking down at you with a woozy smile on his face.

he begins pushing into you and you moan. the feeling of being full is something you haven’t felt in a while, but the feeling of being full of jihoon is a completely different story, and you don’t know whether you could go back to anyone else, even if you wanted to.

he pauses for a minute to let you adjust, and you breathe a sigh of relief when you finally feel him pull out and slowly push back in.

“god, you feel so fucking good,” he whines as he starts to increase his pace, hips rocking against yours.

you let your head fall back against the pillows in open-mouthed pants. “more, jihoon, please.”

he leans down and pushes your thighs up against your chest, holding your legs as he continues to pound into you. you vaguely register the praises that fall from his lips with how good he feels inside of you, each thrust angled perfectly to have you already coming closer and closer to the edge.

“jihoon– please! ‘m so close, please let me cum,” you sputter, hands fisting at the sheets for something to hold on to. you don’t know where this side of you came from all of a sudden, asking him for permission, but you can’t deny you kind of like it.

“go on, baby, cum for me,” he says, his voice low and breathy.

and with one more thrust you do, falling apart around him as pleasure burns through every inch of you. all you can do is whimper and let him fuck you through your orgasm, your vision going blank for a few seconds from so much stimulation all at once.

he keeps pushing into you, only easing his pace when you blink up at him, slowly coming back down to earth. your walls spasm around him in the aftershocks of your orgasm, and you feel his cock twitch inside of you when you murmur out his name. his thrusts get sloppier and more hurried as he begins to chase his own orgasm. 

“wh–where do you want me to–”

“on my face?” you interrupt, answering his question for him.

he curses under his breath, immediately followed by a low moan. “you’re gonna be the death of me,” he mutters. you clench around him and he swears again, finally pulling out of your cunt and holding his cock above you.

his hand moves quickly back and forth along his length as he chases his high, and it hits when you open your mouth wide, letting your tongue loll out, the lustful look on your face making him lose his mind.

his thick spurts of cum cover your upper half, painting your chin, your neck, your collarbones with white. the little bit that lands on your tongue you eagerly swallow, opening again to show him your empty mouth afterwards, and he groans at the sight.

he rolls over onto the bed, spent. the room is quiet for a minute, the only sound your soft exhales and his labored breathing as it begins to slow.

he presses a kiss to your cheek and slides off the bed, leaving the room for a second before he returns with a cool, wet washcloth, gently cleaning you off. in the moments he’s gone you sigh, feeling the softness of the sheets beneath you and basking in the fading glow of your orgasm.

since it’s saturday night and your sundays are usually free, you decide to spend the night with him. both of you are too exhausted to drive, and jihoon is more than happy to let you stay over. of course he would never force you to stay and he would happily pay for your uber home if you wanted, but he won’t deny that he secretly was hoping to spend a little more time with you before school on monday.

you scrub the makeup off your face as best you can and slip into the clothes he offered you, a t-shirt and a pair of soft cotton shorts. after getting cleaned up and comfortable, he makes a small pot of coffee and shows you the rest of his house. it’s a cute little place; not the biggest, but just right for him.

there’s an instrument in almost every room, and now you sit at the edge of his bed wrapped in a blanket, working up the courage to ask him if he’ll play something for you. “i always hear your students, but i’ve never heard you,” you laugh.

he smiles and pulls one of his guitars off the wall, just a hint of a blush creeping into his cheeks as he adjusts the tuning pegs. he strums a couple notes, humming along quietly as he settles into a gentle rhythm.

later, you’re lying in bed with him (he offered to sleep on the couch and let you have his bed to yourself, but you insisted on him staying). the colored lamp on his bedside table is on, casting a soft red glow around the room.

the sheets rustle as he rolls over onto his side. “i’m sorry if it was… intense, earlier,” he says quietly. “i was–” he pauses, thinking of his next words carefully. “i was excited. you’re so… i really admire you. so i might’ve been a little too eager.”

with a little effort you manage to roll over to face him. you reach across the sheets to run your hand through his hair, gently tucking it behind his ear. “don’t apologize,” you whisper. “it was perfect.”

he sighs, and even in the dim red light you can see his shoulders visibly relax. “i’m glad you decided to spend the night,” he whispers back.

you smile. “me too.”

“so you have a boyfriend now?”

you glance up, trying not to instinctively rub at the fading marks on your neck. “and what makes you think that?” you say. okay, so maybe you do technically have… something, now.

“i saw pictures of you and mr. lee on the school’s facebook from the christmas party,” heather says nonchalantly.

before you can even think of a response, something like, “why are you searching for pictures of me,” or, “since when does the school have a facebook profile?”, she shrugs and goes back to her grammar assignment. you were so caught up in jihoon at the party that you honestly don't even remember anyone taking pictures, but you can only hope they didn’t catch the way you were looking at each other in a decidedly not pg-rated way, right before you decided to leave the event.

you hold in a laugh, watching her. she doesn’t say anything more, so you look back at the homework in front of you, waiting to finish being graded. a shiver runs down your spine at the memory of jihoon’s hands roaming your body over the weekend, coaxing orgasm after orgasm out of you with his fingers and his tongue and his beautiful cock.

“if you two get married, can i be the flower girl?” you hear a minute later, interrupting the silence—and your naughty daydreams. “since it was me that got you together.”

“we’ll see,” you glare playfully, raising your eyebrows. after saturday night spent together and the following lazy sunday afternoon filled with soft kisses in between heated touches, you can’t say it isn’t entirely out of the question. but that’s not something you’re about to tell heather and her little gossip group. those details, you’ll have to keep to yourself.

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Hi! How are you doing?

Could I request a NSFW alphabet for Jason Grace?

Thank you <3

pairing: jason grace (18+) x fem!reader

warnings: smut → NSFW alphabet

headcanon 🖤

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🌻masterlist🌻

smut night masterlist 💦

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

aww jason would be such a sweetheart

he'd clean you up, make you a cup of tea or any other beverage of your choice, would help you to the bathroom and help you back to the bed

he'd love to cuddle with you and watch tv while the two of you ate some snacks

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

loves your neck

jason's favourite thing to do in any normal circumstance is cuddle into you and press his face into your neck before kissing the skin

and during sex???

oh my, he'd bury his head on the hollow of your neck, releasing moans against your skin

would also be a sucker for hickeys oop

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

jason would love cumming inside you

whether that's deep within your pussy

or in your mouth

and would secretly have a thing for feeling your cum on his tongue - especially when he eats you out and he's fucking you with his tongue

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

even though he's a soft little thing, particularly with you lol, he wouldn't be able to admit to liking dirty talk

he'd do it, sure, but the way you react to it would be an absolute blessing to him

the way your back arches or hips raise, the whimper that would fall from your pretty lips - he would just relish in watching you respond to his dirty talk

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

honestly not much

you'd both be virgins before you met each other and he'd be super nervous to have sex with you (still is, but he's definitely more comfortable when you've been having sex for a while)

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

honestly, probably classic missionary

to be able to hold you close to him would be such a cute thing for him

he'd love to grind his hips into yours and have your legs wrapped around his waist

fuck and he'd love when you tighten your legs around him and pull him closer to you

and to be able to feel your thighs shake against him as you cum

oooh and to have your nails claw at his back!!!

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

yes omg he's super funny during sex

jason would love to make you as comfortable as possible

not only does it relieve the nerve you both feel, but sex can be pretty intimidating sometimes

and so by being able to make you laugh and be comfortable, it honestly makes the sex that much better

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

idk i'd say he's pretty groomed 🤷🏼‍♀️

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

super sweet!

big fan of holding hands and asking if you're okay

he'd be kissing you relentlessly all the time - when taking your clothes off, or making out, or fucking into you

even if you both were trying out new kinks, he would be so cute about it and, again, make sure you're okay (that's honestly his number 1 priority)

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

lol yeah i mean he's a young guy with crazy hormones you kind of have to expect that

he'd never expect you to get him off all the time though, like he's more than happy to do it himself

especially if you guys + the others are on a quest and you're super tired

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

dom!! though he's super sweet, especially in bed, i can imagine him still being a huge dom (also a switch too but prefers to be a dom)

light bondage

dirty talk

honestly maybe a bit of Voyeurism too - like he'd love to watch you get yourself off. this is particuarly true when he's fucking you and you reach a hand down to rub your clit

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

shower

cabin

motel / hotel room when you guys are on a quest lol (& would find it hot when you're struggling to keep quiet bc you know the others are next door)

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

seeing you fight a monster omg!!

with your weapon of choice and having complete control of it

bonus points when you and him team up to fight the monster together!!!

would love when you back him up on arguments he has with authority about treating people fairly - or just when you back him up in general lol

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

degrading - i think one of his fears is hurting you and would hate to call you degrading names

probably anal too lol

would also never force you to have sex with him. like i mentioned before, if you were super tired or just not in the mood in general, he'd respect that (& would get himself off if he really had too)

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

neither of you care really too much of who's the bigger receiver or giver

both of you are pretty much equal when it comes to that

but when jason goes down on you

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

it's between rough and slow

he'd love slow and rough thrusts, where both of you are moaning into each other's mouths and the bed squeaking underneath you

but jason would also love when he's rough and fast - the thrill he gets when you're screaming and crying out for him

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

yes!

like i said before, this is particular true when being on a quest together lol

or even after training in either one of your cabins

or even in your apartment before work

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

yeah i'd say so

i mean both of you were virgins when you first got together so it's kind of a given that you'd experiment lmao

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

i'd say maybe 1 round but could spend hours overstimulating you

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

i think the only toys he'd have would be handcuffs tbh

he'd probably prefer to get you off himself and not from some toy like a vibrator lol

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

jason would love teasing you but couldn't handle the wait so he'd just devour your pussy then fuck you ahah

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

i'd say pretty loud

lots of cute moans and grunts that would be muffled into your neck and mouth

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

seeing you in lingerie and jason's just like :o

and purposefully buying cute sets or body suits just so he can fuck you in it

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

i'd say maybe below average??

not too much but still a good size & would definitely know how to use it lol

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

lol both of you would be pretty hormonal and would have a high sex drive so i'd say yes to this lol

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

lol pretty quickly lol

like with aftercare, you guys wouldn't even get through 10 minutes of the show you'd be watching before he's already asleep oop

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[all-about-seggs]

Cream puff-

Levi, Zeke, Reiner and Jean x Chubby! Reader

┗Fandom- Attack on Titan

┗ Warnings- Headcanons, smut, creampie, mommy kink, cunnilingus, breeding kink, also don't ask me why I chose that title ಠ_ಠ

┗ Levi Ackerman

Look, he's already short

He has muscles but that doesn't change his stature all that much so you're most likely going to be bigger than him.

The size difference doesn't bother him, because if he's in a relationship with you then it's probably bc of your personality.

He feels at home when your wrap your plump arms around him, he may or may not reciprocate but he loves it.

Awkward at giving compliments, all Levi's gonna do is stare at you when he wants to tell you that you look good but not with the death stare he has most of the time.

It's subtle, the softness in his features and the glint in his eyes when he admires your chubby form quietly.

He's not ashamed when it comes to staring at you and he has an eye for catching all the details.

Since cleaning is his forte, the first thing he does when he takes your cloths off is lick your kitty clean with utmost professionalism.

Whenever he looks at your stomach fold when he lifts your knees flush to your chest, all bulging and soft, raging thoughts of breeding you like a cow flows in Levi's mind and he makes it a point to watch his cum drip out of your aching pussy everytime he fucks you raw.

He's humanity's Hottest strongest soldier if you even think for a second that he's not gonna be able to lift your 200 pound ass up in the bathroom wall to stuff you full of himself then he will undoubtedly demonstrate it for you.

TRY him.

Simps for your- Thighs

┗ Zeke Jaeger

He's a shameless one.

Expect a lot of dirty jokes whenever he's not at work (or maybe even there he doesn't really care when he wants to see you embarrassed).

Stuff like how you don't need a chair when you have his face or how he's gonna train his shoulders extra hard so that you can have better knee resters .Pls wack his cringey ass

Whether you're the busty kind or the one with the ass kinda chubby he'll spend hours fondling and / or squishing them casually.

The two of you could be doing laundry together and Zeke will just slip one hand under your shirt and give your boob/ ass a good squeeze and just laughs when you swat his hand away.

Face sitting is a big thing for him and some playful pinching which can get slightly painful but he loves it when you whine and cry out for him.

He's pretty tall and mascular so you don't have to worry about smothering him either, he'll take your weight with a string of praises.

His beard tickling your inner thighs and ass adds on to the pleasure his tongue provides and you have to stop and wonder how is he so good at it.

Will try to use you as a body pillow afterwards tho.

Simps for your- Ass

┗ Reiner Braun

He loves loves loves playing the manly man in both the bedroom and outside it.

Your body build doesn't change anything for him bc he'll treat you like a glass doll no matter what.

Reiner makes it his personal mission to always have you on his lap or on top of him in general since it gives him easy access to all your squishy folds.

Speaking of you being on top, he melts quite literally when you cockwarm him.

Just the thought of having your warm pussy envelope his cock gets him going, like you don't even have to move bc he'll do all the work.

Grabbing your plump tummy he thrusts his hips upwards as you straddle him makes his manliness go down the drain and he just moans out your name while cumming.

Spooning sex is also one of his favourite bc he gets to watch your fleshy body giggle with each of his thrusts. He's rough and fast and he lives for your cries of pleasure.

Simps for your - Tummy

┗ Jean Kirstein

He acts all cool and composed but the slightest bit of skin makes him go ballistic.

He loves it all, boobs, tummy, ASS he's in it for everything.

A day doesn't go by when he doesn't suck on your boobs. He's blushing and complaining but his little nibs and licks on your nipples are enough to show his compliance.

Mommy kink!!

Probably started out as a joke but the way he moans when you pet his head while giving him a handjob definitely gave his fetish away.

He's 6'3 with a dash of fragile masculinity so in the off chance that you're bigger than him, it's going to take A LOT of coaxing to get him to sit on your lap.

He might just settle for resting his head of your chest or letting you be the big spoon. Begrudgingly

Simps for your- Boobs

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[semisgroupie]

 The Woman Who Used to be Mrs. Jones

Genre: smut, fluff (kinda at the end?), angst

Pairing: Aoi Todo X F!Reader

Word Count: 6.4k words

Warnings (some of the content can be triggering so please read through the warnings before reading this): cheating (in this Todo is the other man/reader is in a loveless marriage where her husband cheats on her/her husband is just a huge asshole), toxic relationship, sexual scenes, unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap your willy), oral sex (f! and m! receiving), dirty talk, multiple creampies, bathroom sex, praise, risky sex (they fuck at a party the reader and her husband is hosting), mention of a small altercation between Todo and reader’s husband, mention of a child & brief mention of pregnancy (not detailed),  if I missed anything let me know

A/N: I do not condone, support or encourage cheating! It is not good, don’t do it! The song Me and Mrs. Jones by Billy Paul helped me with creating this piece so I recommend listening to it while reading this. This has depicted sex within this so MINORS DNI (I’m not gonna cry bc I don’t cry but I am not afraid to beat some ass) So I hope you all enjoy it, comments/reblogs are very appreciated!!! I also apologize in advance if formatting is weird on mobile :/

Flashbacks are bolded & italicized! Also separated by a border!

Todo walks up to the counter of the cafe and orders the usual for the both of you. He came early since he was done with work earlier than usual so after paying for the drinks he carried them to the special spot you two shared. Once seated he takes his phone out to check the time while taking a sip from his drink.

The time read 5:45. You got out fifteen minutes ago and your job wasn’t too far from the cafe, so you’d be there soon. The bell chimed to the cafe and Todo looked up to see you walk in.

His heart pounded in his chest, you looked as beautiful as you did the first day he met you all those years ago in high school. Once you two made eye contact you flashed him a smile and made your way over to him.

“Hey baby, I didn’t think you’d be here before me.”

He felt his cheeks flush at the pet name. You leaned down to hug him and give him a kiss, placing your hands on each side of his face caressing him as your lips met. Once you pulled away you sat down and started talking about your day at work.

He couldn’t help but lose focus as to what you were saying. He knew your day was tough from how your hair looked a bit disheveled from running your hands through it, a habit you had picked up when you were extremely stressed.

Time passed as the two of you spoke about each other’s days and then you were both done with your drinks.

“Wanna go home now Aoi? As much as I love it here I found this new recipe online that I would really like to try out!”

He nodded as you both got up, tipped the cashier one last time before heading to your shared home. The distance was short from where you both were currently and when you two were together even one hundred miles would feel like two blocks.

As Todo put the key in to unlock the door he sighed in content. Once you both were inside he took your jacket off and put it away. He leaned on the kitchen island while you started taking out ingredients for dinner.

“This isn’t a dream right Y/N?”

It just felt so unrealistic to him he just had to be dreaming. Your laughter filled the air as you walked towards him. You wrapped your arms around his body and looked up at him.

“While we did this in the most unconventional way it is very much real” you removed your left hand from his body to put your hand close to his line of view, “this ring you gave me a few months ago is proof of our love and the ring I gave you on your left ring finger is also proof of my love and dedication to you.”

Unconventional? Was that even the right word to explain the events that led you both to where you are now?

You started your arrangement with him two years ago. You became “Mrs. Jones” a year before that. A happy marriage was wished to the both of you, but your marriage was anything but that. Six months after you both said your I do’s you found your husband in bed with his boss. They didn’t even think about trying to conceal their affair.

To say it broke your heart was an understatement. You felt like he ripped your heart out of your chest and destroyed it slowly as you watched. Soon there were lonely nights filled with you drinking and crying yourself to sleep. Soon after you just became numb, you got used to putting up a facade whenever your friends or family asked how married life was.

The only one who knew of the affair and how horrible your marriage actually was, was your best friend Valerie. When she first found out you had to hold her back the next time she saw him because she was just filled with rage. You were trying to find a good divorce attorney, but you just didn’t have enough money yet, so you were stuck for the time being. Then it was time to plan how to celebrate one year since the day you married him.

Valerie said that she would bring a special surprise for you, but you just pushed it to the side. You settled on hosting a party at your parent’s house since it was big enough. The fake smile you had plastered on your face burned your soul more than the cheap ring on your finger. A cheap ring that meant the entire world one moment but now means absolutely nothing.

You were leaning on the wall, holding a glass of champagne, next to your husband as Valerie approached you.

“Y/N! You look absolutely stunning!” she gave your husband a side glance as she begrudgingly said his name, “Declan... anyways I have your surprise so come with me to the backyard!”

Before you could say anything she grabbed your hand and weaved both of you through the crowd of people. She opened the door and you almost dropped your glass at the sight.

“Aoi? I thought you were away in Sweden?”

Todo brings a hand to his neck.

“I was but my job relocated here, and Valerie told me everything. As much as I’d love to say congratulations, I can’t.”

Your body moves on its own as you approach him and hug him. He holds you on instinct and all that is heard is sniffles. You move back and quickly apologize for your abrupt actions.

“Hey, don’t apologize pretty girl” he brought his hands to cup your face and wiped the tears from your face, “Declan should be the one apologizing, how could he take someone like you for granted. I know you might not believe me, but you look just as beautiful as you did when we were in high school.”

The two of you were high school sweethearts but got accepted into different colleges. The inevitable happened and you both broke up, heading your separate ways losing contact. The last thing you heard about him was he had a job in Sweden and that was it. After college you met Declan and he seemed like a knight in shining armor, but it was too late for you to realize he was the devil in disguise.

You leaned into his touch as if you two were the only ones there. Only if he was the one you married; you both would be so happy. You wouldn’t have to worry about any mistresses or affairs because even in this moment you felt all his love. Todo moved in and before you knew it you felt his lips on yours.

You melted into the kiss immediately kissing him back until he abruptly pulled away.

“I am so sorry Y/N. I didn’t mean to you’re still married, and this is the anniversary party and he’s inside—”

“I don’t care about Declan. The only one I care about is you. Valerie always says I should be a little selfish and now is the time. I still care about you Aoi, I still love you. The piece of my heart that left with you is now back and I’m whole again. I understand if you’re not comfortable with this, I am trying to find a lawyer and once I get the promotion at my job I can finally pay for one.”

You looked up at him hoping he would indulge you in one last kiss even if it would be the last one you two ever shared. You watched as a smile grew on his handsome face.

“I love you too Y/N, I always had and I always will. When Valerie told me about everything I cannot explain the anger I felt not only at him but also myself. If I never left then you wouldn’t be in this situation. Maybe you would’ve been with me.”

He leaned down and placed another kiss on your lips. Before it could continue Valerie ran out to the both of you.

“Hey lovebirds as much as I love seeing you two together Declan is starting a toast and wants his wife by his side.”

She rolled her eyes as your husband’s name left her lips. You took a deep breath and turned inside, Valerie and Todo following you. You took another deep breath as you made your way to your husband putting up the fake smile. He handed you a glass of champagne and started the toast.

“This past year with my beautiful wife by my side has been the best year of my life. Waking up next to her every morning is what fuels my fire. I love this woman so much and marrying her was the best decision of my life. Thank you all for coming and supporting us. Here’s to a happy, healthy marriage and for many more years to come!”

As glasses clinked and cheers filled the room you were filled with disgust at his words. How could he spew such garbage knowing it meant absolutely nothing?

“Come on honey, you can do a better job with that fake fucking smile. Make everyone believe that we’re in love and that I haven’t fucked almost every single one of my coworkers. Maybe I’ll even indulge in you tonight.”

“Fuck you Declan, you piece of shit.”

You excused yourself to the bathroom shoving your heel into his foot making him wince in pain. Todou followed you upstairs a few minutes afterwards hearing your sobs. He knocked on the door once, twice until your shaky voice responded.

“Hey it’s me, I wanted to check on you.”

He waited hearing your heels click on the ground until you reached the door to open it. You looked up at him with tear stained cheeks, eyes puffy from all the rubbing and wiping your tears away. Todo looked at you with so much love it was as if Eros struck him with his bow.

He quickly placed his lips on yours, the kiss feverish but also very loving. As if he was telling you how much he loved you each time his lips met yours. He picked you up and placed you on top of the bathroom sink, quickly running to shut and lock the bathroom door.

“Please let me make you forget about him. Please let me show you what it is like to make love and not fuck. Please Y/N.”

All you did was nod before placing your lips back on his allowing your hands to slide down and undo his belt. He allowed you to undo his belt and pants letting them hit the ground while he was lifting the skirt of your dress up.

“As much as I’d love to take my time worshipping your body we have to make this pretty quick beautiful. But please if you want to stop at any time stop me.”

You nodded at him as you felt his hand lightly graze your clothed pussy. He moved your panties to one side as he slipped a finger in, slowly moving it then inserting a second finger moving it just as slow but each movement made you moan and shiver. You started getting impatient and you grabbed his wrist.

“Please Aoi, please make love to me.”

He slotted his lips against yours again as he removed his cock from his boxers. Moving the tip against your folds making you both moan in the kiss. Once he entered you, slowly and gentle, you broke away from the kiss to throw your head back and moan. Once you gave him the okay he started thrusting.

“Fuck, you’re so tight baby. Just holding me like you don’t want me to let go.”

He moved faster hitting all the right spots. It was as if his cock was designed to fit inside your pussy. Both of your moans and groans filled the small bathroom. It quickly became heated as the mirror started to fog up. He started thrusting into you faster and harder making you throw your hands on the mirror for stabilization.

He placed sloppy kisses along the column of your neck. He lifted himself from your neck to lick two of his fingers and place them on your clit, moving them in small tight circles.

“Come on baby cum for me. Cum all over my cock and I will fill you up. I’ll make this pretty little pussy so fucking messy with my cum and you’ll walk around in that party filled with it. You look so fucking gorgeous baby. I love you so much.”

That sent you off the edge, creaming on his cock with a high pitched moan of his name. He continued pounding your pussy through your orgasm as he was nearing his own. You pulled him in for another kiss running your nails up and down his clothed chest. Feeling your nails against him made him reach his own peak, filling you completely with his cum.

Todo peppered kisses along your lips, swollen and puffy from kissing so intensely, as you both came down from your highs.

“I’m going to pull out now okay?”

“Okay that’s fine.”

You didn’t need to tell Todo to be gentle, he was already treating you like fine glass. He slowly pulled out and quickly moved your underwear to cover your cum filled pussy. A low chuckle left his lips.

“Don’t want you leaking cum all over the place.”

He lifted you off the bathroom sink after picking up both his pants and boxers. Before you could even smooth out your dress Todo did it for you, fixing any flyaways in your hair and placing one last kiss on your lips. He unlocked the door and helped lead you to the stairs.

“We should head down at separate times so we don’t look so suspicious.”

You nodded, placing one last kiss one his lips.

“I love you Aoi.”

“I love you too Y/N.”

You went downstairs and walked to your parents. You had a small limp and it filled both Aoi and yourself with joy seeing how your husband stared, completely confused at you. Valerie leaned next to you close to your ear.

“I already gave Aoi your phone number, go get that dick again.”

She lightly smacked your ass, a small yelp leaving your lips. The party went on for a couple more hours, lingering glances shared between you and Todo. When the party ended you had to figure out a ride situation since your husband drank way too much and you were a little tipsy.

Declan’s brother offered to take him back and before he could offer you a ride Todo came up and offered to take you home, to which you immediately agreed. The ride was filled with laughter and talk of memories. Also, when Todo parked at a secluded area near where you live you thanked him for the ride with a mind blowing blowjob.

He dropped you off in front of your place, being the gentleman he is, he walked you to the front door giving you one last kiss.

“I hope to see you again soon beautiful angel.”

“How about tomorrow? We could go get drinks or dinner.”

“There’s a cafe near my job, I’ll text you the address. Meet me there tomorrow when you’re done with work.”

You nodded as you fished your keys out of your purse. Taking a deep breath you unlocked the door and put your things away, heading straight to the guest bedroom because you refuse to sleep in the same bed Declan had all his whores in.

You thought he went to sleep until you heard a groan of your name. You rolled your eyes and continued going to the guest bedroom, ignoring him until you felt a hand grab your wrist.

“What do you want Declan?”

“What, I can’t touch my wife? You looked really sexy tonight so I thought I might do you the favor of fucking you.”

Fire burned in your veins. Every time you tried to pull yourself away from his hold, his grip got tighter.

“Declan, you’re drunk, and I hate you. Even if I was drunk I still wouldn’t go to bed with you, so make good friends with your hand or call one of your whores up because I will never sleep with you again.”

He turned you around.

“Listen here you bitch, you will never talk to me like that ever again. I did you the fucking favor of marrying your sorry ass now you treat me like this? I haven’t touched you in fucking months and this is what you tell me? Fuck you.”

“My sorry ass? Did me a favor? Did you also do me a favor by cheating on me over and over again? Did you do me a fucking favor then Declan? Rubbing it in my face that you didn’t love me the way I loved you, fucking anything that had tits and bringing them back here. I. Fucking. Hate. You. Rot. In. Hell. I don’t know what those girls see in you anyways, I had to fake almost all my orgasms and your dick has a weird curve, you should go see a doctor for that actually. I can’t wait until I have the money to divorce you and properly leave your sorry ass in the dust.”

You snatched your arm from his grip and locked yourself in the guest bedroom. You took off the heels and unzipped your dress letting it hit the ground as you made your way to the bathroom that was connected to the room. You took off the ring on your left hand flushing it down the toilet.

“That’ll be the last I see of you.”

You turned on the shower letting the water run, steam filling up the bathroom fogging up the mirror. You slipped your panties off the memory of your time with Aoi in the bathroom of your parents’ house filling your mind as you picked up the cum stained panties and put them in the laundry basket.

You entered the shower letting the water run over your body. After your shower you put your pajamas on and sent a goodnight text to Todo setting up the time for meeting at the cafe tomorrow. The next morning you woke up to an empty house, you let out a sigh of relief not wanting to deal with Declan after the stunt he pulled last night.

Your day at work went fairly quickly then it was the end of your workday. Inputting the address Todo gave you into the GPS you realized the drive was going to be pretty short. Once you found parking you walked into the cafe, the little bell on the door chiming with the movement. You looked around and saw Todo sitting at a corner side table, isolated from most of the crowd.

That’s when you started the arrangement. He was fine with being the sideman for now until he could properly have you to himself. Little dates and mind blowing sex filled your lives for the next four months.

~Four Months Later~

Todo was sitting at the table that basically became the unofficially assigned table for you both as he heard the chime to the door. His head shot up expecting you to come through the doorway. It was just an elderly couple. He checked his phone again, checking for any new messages from you and nothing. Just the last message that read: “I’ll see you soon my love”.

Today was the day you would find out if you got the promotion. With the promotion you would get a huge increase in your salary and a $2,000 advance once it was official. $2,000 was the amount you needed to finally afford the divorce lawyer.

Ten minutes passed and Todo ordered another drink for himself. To say he was nervous for you would be an understatement. He was fidgeting like crazy. He received the drink and sat back down at the table. The door chimed again and he looked up to finally see you.

You waved at him and gave him a small smile. Worry filled him and he was afraid to ask you how everything went.

“There’s no way she didn’t get the promotion. She has the best relationship with her boss and she works so hard.” He thought to himself.

You greeted him with a kiss on his head and sat down. He stood silent watching you.

“So I should tell you about what happened at work right Aoi?”

“You don’t have to honey, it’s fine.”

A smile graced your face, a genuine smile, the only type of smile that you shared with Todo since he filled you with genuine happiness.

“I got the promotion.”

Todo sat there in shock.

“What? What did you just say?”

“I got the promotion. I just came back from meeting the divorce lawyer to fill out necessary paperwork, that’s why I came so late.”

He got up from his seat and lifted you up into his arms.

“I’m so happy. I could yell from the rooftops.”

So he did the next best thing, he yelled about your promotion to the entire cafe. The people inside applauded you and gave you words of encouragement. The elderly man approached the both of you after Todo put you down.

“Congratulations to you young lady. This young man seems to be extremely proud of you. I didn’t mean to interrupt the celebration but it’s just that the both of you remind both my wife and I of us when we were younger. While we met under unconventional circumstances we have spent the past 30 years together. I wish you both a happy, healthy relationship.”

You both thanked the old man and watched him walk back to his wife.

“Do you think we’ll be like them one day Aoi?”

He pulled you close to him.

“I don’t think we will, I have a feeling I know we will. Now let’s go pick up your things and bring you back to my place to properly celebrate.”

He drove you to your house and walked with you inside to pack your clothes. In the midst of packing things you both heard the front door slam shut, meaning one thing: Declan was home.

“Care to explain the car in front Y/N? I know you don’t have enough money to afford a new one.”

You sighed and continued packing with Todo.

“I was asking you a fucking question -- oh who’s this? Why are you packing? Oh I get it now, finally got a new guy to deal with your shit? Good luck buddy--”

Before Declan could get another sentence out Todo walked over and shoved him against the wall.

“Don’t you ever speak to Y/N like that again asshole. For your information, she’s leaving you and coming with me. A guy who actually loves her.”

Declan stood there shocked that someone stood up to him. Once you zipped up your bag Todo left Declan to help you. Todo walked behind you with your bag in his hand. You turned one last time to Declan.

“Oh by the way I’ve been having sex with Aoi for the last four months and the first time was at the anniversary party. The reason I was limping was because of him not because of my heels. And you’ll be getting my divorce papers soon, go fuck yourself Declan.”

You walked with Todo to his car and he drove you back to the cafe so you could bring your car to his place. Once you entered through the front door he was on top of you. Placing sloppy kisses all over your lips and neck.

“You looked so fucking sexy there Y/N.”

He picked you up and brought you to his bedroom while you were peppering kisses along his neck. He put you on the bed and started stripping, you followed suit until you were left in your bra and panties and he was left in his boxers.

He pushed you down on the bed and crawled over you. Placing kisses down your body, removing your bra once he got to your chest and removing your panties once he got to your hips. Not one inch of your body was left untouched by his lips except your pussy. The place you needed him most.

“Aoi please.”

“Please what baby? Tell me what you want.”

“Need you—your mouth on my pussy please.”

He wasted no time. He licked from your leaking entrance to your engorged clit. Making you throw your head back.

“I don’t know how but you taste better every time. I’m fucking addicted to how you taste.”

He dove back in, wrapping his lips around your clit and using a finger to tease your entrance. He was alternating between light sucks and harsh sucks making you buck your hips against his mouth.

“Aoi please fuck me. Wanna cum on your cock please.”

He gave your clit one last suck and took the finger he used to circle your entrance and put it in your mouth. The feeling of your tongue swirling around his finger made him even harder if that was possible. He stood up and took off his boxers, throwing them to a random area in the room.

He spit on his hand and pumped himself a few times as he made his way back on the bed.

“Are you ready my love?”

You spoke breathlessly “yes Aoi, please.”

He aligned himself and entered you slowly, going inch by inch until he bottomed out inside you. A moan leaving both of your lips.

“And correction my love, I don’t fuck you” you furrowed your brows but that expression quickly changed when he pulled himself back until only the head of his cock was inside you and he bottomed out again in a swift movement, “I make love to you.”

He leaned down placing his forearms on either side of your head slotting his lips against yours. His thrusts slowly increase in speed. He breaks the kiss to praise you.

“My beautiful girl is so talented. You look so gorgeous right now. So fucking beautiful, I love you Y/N. I love you so much.”

“Aoi, feels s’good. Please I’m gonna cum soon. You fill me so good, like you were made for me.”

You wrap your legs around his waist and he slides his hand down between the two of you to rub circles around your clit. Your moans start increasing in pitch signaling that you’re going to cum. You bring your hands to his back and rake your nails down, digging into his skin, sure to leave marks. His ruts increased in speed bringing you to your orgasm.

“Fuck baby you’re clenching my cock so tight. I’m gonna cum so deep in your pussy baby. I’m gonna fill you up every single day because now you are mine.”

He emphasized each word with a hard thrust. He buries his face in the crook of your neck. Once he cums he sinks his teeth in trying to conceal the guttural moan that leaves his mouth. Coming down from his high he lifts his head up.

“I’m sorry baby I didn’t mean to—”

“There’s no need to apologize Aoi, I’m sorry about the scratches on your back.”

“Don’t apologize pretty girl, with how often we’re going to be making love I’ll get used to it.”

He slowly pulled out and you felt the cum leak out of you. He picked you up and carried you bridal style to the shower. Let’s just say both of you were lucky that the neighbors were gone for the night.

~1 year later~

The both of you have been together for a year and four months. Todo was by your side the entire time throughout the divorce preceding. Comforting you and supporting you the entire time. Once your divorce was finalized your relationship received an official title.

Both of you were extremely happy but there was the voice in the back of Todo’s head that gave him doubts. When he went to go engagement ring shopping with Valerie the voice was there.

As he picked out the perfect ring for you the voice was there. His head was filled with doubts. Of course he loved you, he loved you more than anyone or anything in the world. He knew you loved him. His love for you was immortal, unconditional but he wasn’t so sure if it was the same for you.

That voice in his head hammering doubts over and over again it made him nervous. He started to wonder if he should bring the ring back. If he should change his mind. It was that voice.

“What if she gets tired of you like her husband did with her? What if she finds someone better than you? What if she doesn’t love you as much as you love her? Could you handle the heartbreak Aoi? Could you?”

He started getting distant from you, less kisses in the morning, leaving without saying goodbye, barely initiating sex, it made you worried. What if he’s getting tired of you like Declan? You texted him wanting to meet at the cafe after work. He just sent back a simple “okay”.

Reading it made you even more nervous than before. When you were done with work you drove as slow as you possibly could to the nearby parking lot. You opened the door to the cafe and once you looked around you saw Todo there, fidgeting.

“Is he going to end things with me? We were supposed to move to the new house next week.” You wondered to yourself, you both had so many plans for the future but the future is uncertain.

You sat down and it was silent. He nudged your drink over to you and that was the most interaction you got from him since you got there. It killed you to not talk to him and it was killing him too.

“Y/N, I’m scared.”

You looked into his eyes and saw the fear within them. But what could he possibly be scared about?

“Aoi, what’s wrong? What’s scaring you?”

“What if you get tired of me? What if you meet someone better than me? What if—”

“Aoi. Stop that please” your voice started shaking, it broke your heart to see the man you love being plagued with such fears.

“Aoi, I love you. I love you more than anything in the world. You’re my love. You’re my soulmate. You make me happier than anyone in this world. You brighten up my day, the small things you do make me fall even more in love with you.”

You got up and bent down to hug him. You pulled back holding his face in your hands.

“Aoi I will never get tired of you. I let you leave me once and I never plan on doing it ever again. I love you Aoi Todo, I will love you until my heart stops beating and I will love you long after that. In every life I will look for you to recreate this love over and over again. If I had to go back in time I would go through this all over again just to be right here with you.”

Tears were falling down both of your faces by the time you stopped speaking. You wiped his tears away and he lifted his hands to wipe yours away. He pulled your face closer to his and kissed you.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry I’m so so sorry.”

He muttered apologies against your lips and when you both pulled away it was his turn to speak. You sat back down holding his hands above the table.

“I just got scared Y/N. I love you so much and I just can’t imagine my life without you. I look forward to the future with you, I want you by my side through every single endeavor. You’re my everything. You’re the sun that brightens my day. You’re the stars that shine through my night sky. You’re the air that I breathe. I love you.”

You stood up and pulled him along with you as you both walked out of the cafe. You drove the both of you home and once you entered you led him to the bedroom. Once you entered you undid his work shirt and pants stripping him to his underwear. You led him to the bed and sat him down.

“I never want you to question my love for you ever again.”

You kissed him and placed kisses down his body. Little nibbles along his pecs, a flick of your tongue along his nipples, slow sensual kisses until you reached the waistband of his boxers. You tugged at the waistband and he lifted his hips to help you properly take them off.

His cock slapped against his abdomen. You took it in your hand and gave it a few gentle strokes. You placed featherlight kisses from the head of his cock to the base. You took his head into your mouth swirling your tongue around it and letting it go with a pop.

You took your hand and spit on it using it to lube his cock for you and you started to take more of him into your mouth. His moans and groans filling the room along with the sounds of you gagging yourself on his cock.

When you popped up for air looking at him he could swear he just saw a goddess in front of him. Even with your saliva and tears coating your face he has never seen anyone more beautiful than you. Even Aphrodite herself could not even come close to your beauty.

You got up and stripped off your clothing. You pushed him back gently to lay on the bed as you straddled him aligning his cock with your pussy. You sunk yourself down onto him, he tossed his head back into the bed feeling your warm slick walls welcome him in.

You started moving up and down slowly before gaining a rhythm bouncing on his cock. You moved your upper body close to his grabbing his face and making eye contact.

“I love you—ah fuck—Aoi. I love you so much. You fuck me so good. You are so handsome. Thank you for loving me.”

You felt his arms reach around your waist as planted his feet on the ground to pound into you. Once he started jackhammering into you repeatedly hitting your g-spot you felt yourself cumming around him over and over again.

He used this position to pull as many orgasms as he could from you until he had his own and with how tight you were around him it would be extremely soon. You felt his cock twitch inside you.

“Please cum inside me Aoi, please please please. I need you to fill me up please I need your cum.”

He pulled you down and his hips lifted bottoming out inside you, filling you with his cum. You let your full weight go onto him as you were catching your breath. Hard breaths filled the room. You looked at him and kissed him again.

“I love you Aoi.”

“I love you more Y/N.”

The following week you both moved into your forever home. Todo made dinner and ordered your favorite dessert to celebrate the move. It was also the day that he was going to propose. He knew how much you hated public proposals and receiving unnecessary attention so why not do it at home?

When you were doing the dishes making small conversation on how you saw a documentary about female serial killers he got the ring and went on one knee.

“So all of her victims were just random men who had green eyes, isn’t that—”

“Y/N.”

You turned around and dropped the sponge in your hand. Your jaw drops at the sight of the man you love and the most beautiful ring you have ever seen.

“Y/N, you have made me the happiest man the past year and four months. Time with you has been amazing. You make me feel like I have been floating on air and I never want to come down. I love you so much. Will you continue this journey of life with me, as my wife?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!”

You bent down to kiss him and he slipped the ring on your left finger. A few seconds later Valerie called, already aware of what Todo was planning to do. You set the date of the wedding six months from the day of the proposal.

The wedding was small and filled with only close friends and family. It was the happiest day of your life and everyone preferred Todo over your ex husband, even your father, who never liked any of your boyfriends.

“I like this guy a lot Y/N, I mean I’ve always liked him.”

“Dad you threatened to hunt him down when we first started dating in high school.”

“Oh honey it’s just dad stuff but that was a promise and it still stands.”

“Dad! He’s not like that, he makes me feel like I’m the only woman in the world and like I’m a precious gem.”

You both looked over at Todo sharing a dance with your mom and when he looked at you, you could see your future in them. Wherever he would go you would be there beside him as his wife.

“this ring you gave me a few months ago is proof of our love and the ring I gave you on your left ring finger is also proof of my love and dedication to you.” Todo leaned forward and kissed you holding you in his arms. 

“I never thought that one person could make me feel so loved and make me feel so much love for them Y/N.”

Now married life was doing the both of you well. Nothing could tear the both of you apart. Not even the news on your one year anniversary that you both were going to have your first child. If Todo felt like he was on cloud nine before then holding your beautiful, healthy son in his arms made him feel he was in seventh heaven. 

A/N pt2: thank you all for reading this, I’m really excited about how this work turned out I hope you all enjoyed it. This is by far my longest fic so I really appreciate you reading it through. I have much more on the way, if you have any requests my ask is open! Again thank you so much for reading I appreciate you all! — D <3

#aoi toudou x reader #aoi todo x f!reader #jujutsu kaisen angst #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen fluff #x female reader #tw cheating #tw toxic behavior #tw toxic relationship #tw unprotected sex #Aoi todo smut

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Mobile masterlist p.2

Since the first masterlist can no longer take any more sections, I’m attempting to make a second masterlist for those on mobile.

                                Super Junior reactions

they are jealous

accidentally kicked in the privates while wrestling

all the members are in love with the same 98 liner

Eunhyuk gets a vaccination

helping you recover from a Lecion

their partner has low self-esteem

                           BigBang reactions

His partner sells drugs to a celebrity

discovering their partner is a tazza

                            EXO reactions

1 Drying their patner’s hair after showers (fluff)

Being in the ER after their child attempts suicide (sad/triggering)

Their partner agrees to let them adopt children (fluff)

their child is diagnosed with ADHD (slice of life+drama/family)

Their unborn baby might be abnormal (slice of life+drama/family)

Their boyfriend wants to top (smut/sexual)

Their child comes out as transgender (slice of life+drama/family)

His partner proposes to him

His partner knows how to massage

Their partner denies that they are sick

They’re are in a Daddy/child age play relationship (smut/sexual)

Worrying about their pregnant partner overworking (angst)

Accidentally saying something about their secret relationship (dating)

Their child dies from cancer (sad/triggering)

Watching the filthy Frank show (viewing)

Watching John Cena vines (viewing)

Their partner continues to train with an abusive ballet teacher

Meeting a child who’s hiding from the doctors (fluff)

Having an overly attached partner

Hearing you sing TaTu’s songs (viewing)

Watching CL’s Hello Bitches video (viewing)

Their child shows them their self-harm scars (sad/triggering)

When their partner is the real sculptor of Rom muecks artwork (fictional)  

Visiting a horror house with their partner

Receiving another figging punishment but being consoled afterward (smut/sexual)

Giving their bulimic partner medicine

Their partner wants to remain a Tazza even after being beaten up (fictional)

Their anorexic partner won’t let them give them an IV (sad/triggering)

Fighting with their daughter (drama/family)

They slap you during a fight (drama/family)

Dating someone who is similar to themselves (dating)

You cheat on them (angst)

You do the “now you see me” piranha tank stunt (fictional)

His daughter has an abusive boyfriend (drama/family+triggering)

You’re in Tove Lo’s High video (viewing+fictional)

Sehun dates Kaya Scodelario (dating)

Watching Rihanna’s Bitch better have my Money video (viewing)

Receiving a figging punishment (smut/sexual)

Their religious partner is afraid to kiss them

Their partner over practices ballet because they want to be the best

Their partner injures their should but continues practicing Acro-Dancing

Their partner hides their body curves because they’re self-conscious

making a Halloween pumpkin with their partner (fluff)

their partner suggesting an open relationship (dating)

Their partner plays Harley Quinn in the next Suicide Squad

their child kisses another members child that is the same gender

their boyfriend comes out to them as bisexual (slice of life/……)

walking in on their younger brother having sex with another member (smut/sexual)

showering with their significant other

they are doms and spank/punish you when you do something that’s not allowed (smut/sexual)

His boyfriend denies he has an eating disorder (sad/triggering)

seeing their partner featured in Jay Park’s Mommae mv (viewing+fictional)

his lover has an asthma attack and exo can’t find their inhaler

accompanying their daughter while getting an injection (family)

their partner swallows nails to hurt themselves (sad/triggering)

you’re really sad and tired so they try to comfort you (fluff)

you end up in jail for scamming a person and they pay the bail fee

Their partner says they are “friends with benefits” rather than partners (dating)

A youtuber they like covers their song

Their female friend walks out in a towel but it drops

seeing you fangirl to Bang Bang Bang (viewing)

Their partner lets people treat them badly (drama/family)

Their partner has anemia but won’t take any medicine (sad/triggering)

Finding out their partner is a cannibalistic serial killer (fictional)

Finding you cutting yourself in the bathroom (sad/triggering)

Awkward morning after a drunk one night stand (smut/sexual)

getting stuck in an elevator with a foreigner who speaks their language

First time with their boyfriend/partner (smut/sexual)

seeing your self-harm scars (sad/triggering)

Their idol crush steals their papel on Running Man

Their partner is a slow eater

meeting their child for the first time (fluff+family)

discovering their partner is a Tazza (fictional)

They find out you write fanfics about them

Their partner walks around the dorms in a hoodie and under and the others see

Saying their partner is cute around the other boys and one of them replies

finding out their partner was a gifter before meeting them (fictional)

you put a bra on top of their chest and take a picture while they sleep

his partner does illegal gambling (drama/family)

Their best friend’s partner is abusive (sad/triggering)

81 going with their partner to the doctor and the doctor makes an indecent preposition

EXO page 2

When they are crying and the ageplay mommy/daddy comforts them  (Lay, baekhyun, Chen)

when they accidentally go into their “little space” (ageplay) (Lay, Baekhyun, Chen, Kyungsoo)

Their vampire partner refuses to turn them (Kris, Suho, Kyungsoo, Tao)

EXO/NCT announcing to their partner that they’re pregnant (Luhan, Baekhyun, Yuta, Ten)

Their partner doesn’t let them meet their child because they might be unhappy/accusing  (lay, Sehun, Chanyeol, Chen)

being trapped in an elevator with their crush (Sehun, Chanyeol, Lay, Chen)

their partner’s child accusing them of replacing their mom (Suho, Baekhyun, Xiumin, DO, Kai)

Finding out they’re supposed to be the next victims of their serial killer partner (Kris, Chen, Lay)

Being insecure about their relationship because their partner already has a kid (Luhan, Chanyeol, Tao, Sehun)

A jealous fan tries to hurt his family

Finding out their partner is a demigod (fictional)

Their partner doesn’t eat much and won’t take vitamins

Their partner being in a mafia family but they cut all the ties to the mafia

His dom partner punishes him for worrying about them

his partner has ADHD (slice of life)

Being friends with benefits but realizing they love you

Ageplay (part 2)- when he’s the child in the relationship (role switch)

his partner trains with the abusive ballet instructor again (sad/triggering)

being rewarded by their dom after the figging punishment (smut/sexual)

When you stop eating after they finish eating bc you eat slowly

Discovering their partner is a virgin after having sex with them for the first time (smut/sexual)

Going w/ their religious partner to a confession

Making their partner feel good for their first time (smut/sexual)

Being punished for laughing about their Dom’s status (smut/sexual)

Their shy partner gets jealous of a hot waitress

Finding out they have speeding tickets

you’re pretty but don’t believe it (slice of life+drama/family)

Their teenage daughter gets pregnant (drama/family)

Their partner is addicted to a legal drug but it’s harmful

Catching their partner smoking weed at a party

30 Trying to feed you because you have an eating disorder (sad/triggering)

Their partner is afraid of injections and has to get vaccinated  

Learning that their partner is pregnant with 4 kids instead of 1  

When another member breaks up  

Their partner gets bitten and is dying (zombie au)  

Having “sexy time” with their partner and their parents/ other members catch them

What type of fathers they’d be      (family)

seeing you dancing and singing sensuously to “sexy, naughty, bitchy”  

wanting to be comforted when they’re upset  

Hearing their partner puking in the bathroom, finding out they have an eating disorder  (sad/triggering)

Their partner speaks english and spanish but is trying to learn korean/mandarin  

Falling in love with a person with pixie hair  

Their partner serves them breakfast in bed (edited 9/8/17)

seeing their partner dancing to country music  

what sex with exo would be like (smut)

45 Finding out Luhan kidnapped Xiumin  

Having to give up “sexy time” because their partner’s dog tries attacking them  

They want to do stuff but you don’t get it (smut-ish)

when their bed breaks after a long night with their partner (smut)

their daughter wants to do their hair and makeup for a performance

Exo their long-time gf (sexualy active) wants them to take their tshirt off to sleep  

you dress up for them and you’re that kind of person who doesn’t care about their appearance

you are partner (Polish) and you unconsciously start talking in your mother language  (this is linked it just doesn’t look like it is)

coming home and finding their partner watching hsm and singing along  

their idol partner can sing on Inkigayo and you hit INCREDIBLY high notes  

If they’re in Hello Baby  

their partner comes to them and want to hug them without a reason  

finding out about their partner’s love of aquariums! especially florescent jellyfish  

reaction to chen turning into a kitten  

seeing their partner coming home completely wet from head to toe and pissed  

coming home to find their partner eating ice cream & crying bc of a movie but they continuously ignore them because the movie is too good  61

Exo: reaction to kai’s  short lived Instagram  

when Sehun meets a girl not willing to deal with his sassiness  

their crush, a trainee, nailing the high notes and also dances perfectly to their songs  

finding out their partner turned into a vampire  

coming home to see you and DO planning world domination  

when you catch them checking you out (I think this is a repeat….)

finding out you have a naughty ( ;) ) piercing  

seeing their model gf walk the catwalk for a Victoria Secrets Showcase  

finding out you have a really sensitive part of you neck like Lay does  

reacting to Lay watching My Little Pony  

their partner gets scolded by their dance teacher because they’re not learning the dance quick enough 72

when their their partner does a lingerie cf  

seeing a girl with short (boyish) hair  

your mom doesn’t approve of the relationship  

finding out that their partner smokes  

they catch their partner drinking even though they know they had an alcohol addiction  

their b/gf comes home late really drunk because you two had a huge fight.  

their cousin undresses their b/gf in his mind  

their partner puts their hand down their pants after their cousin flirts with them and yells “it’s in my every night” in front of their entire family  80

EXO page 3

(Yandere) types of yandere/ soft-sadistic mtl *not a reaction*

their s/o keeps loosing at strip poker and is almost naked  

Their partner helps them while they’re pregnant (Luhan) (Baekhyun) (needs yuta & Ten)

getting attention from other companies after their partner’s fame skyrockets (Suho) (Sehun) (Chanyeol) (Chen) 59-62

Reacting to you sucking their bottom lip (all members) (linked but doesn’t look like it)

Finding out that their partner was a serial heartbreaker and player in the past (Lay, Chanyeol, kai, Sehun)

reaction when their kid comes out of the closet  

you suddenly brushing them on their ‘thang’ when they spill a drink on you and you try to clean it up  

seeing their partner performing in a HUGE award show with a broken foot  

having a dream of their partner getting kidnapped   (edited 9/9/17)

becoming jealous after seeing you hug a close guy friend from school  

Kyungsoo and Ariana  (kyungachu[.]tumblr[.]com) having a cute fluffy relationship  

50 when you fangirl(boy) over G Dragon to them  

falling in love with someone older than them  

they’re students in your class and they fall in love with you  

they change their hairstyle and want compliments but you don’t notice  

they wake up to find you asleep at your desk because you’ve been studying for an exam  

you both watch You’re beautiful and you start crying when a sad scene comes on  

reacting to Luhan singing “do you want to build a Minseok”    

hearing you fangirl(boy)ing over Shinee’s “Your Number” when they come home    

their partner has a crush on One Direction  

their partner sends them nudes  

realizing their jewelry was stolen after shaking hands with someone  

Their crush asks them out  

buying tampon for their sick partner  

their ‘partner’ has a panic attack  

getting lost in a foreign country and they don’t know the language  

finding you sleeping with the teddy bear they got you for when they’re touring  

their partner is sassy & cries after yelling at them during their pregnancy  

A sex scenes come on and you tell him you want to try it    

32 you mumble in your sleep for Kai to stop eating Suho’s cat and buy him another one  

finding out that their partner watches hentai  

their bestfriend starts having feelings for them but they don’t feel the same way  

their partner is rushed to the hospital/has to have surgery  

finding out their friend is having financial trouble & is starving but they didn’t want to tell them  

catching their partner reading yaoi  

when their ex is harassing their partner  

their reaction after sex with you for the first time  

being partnered with their crush to do the Thinking out Loud dance together  

when another member drunkenly kisses their partner  

when their partner is afraid of thunder  

an incident happens when their partner sits on their lap  

they accidentally hurt their partner during sex  

Their partner runs away after telling them they love them  

falling in love with an android/robot  

falling in love with the “girl of Ipanema” at the beach  

16 what they would do for their partner on valentines day  

their partner kisses them then runs away  

you tell them that you’re afraid (or don’t want) to have kids  

trying to have alone time with their partner but their band members keep following them  

when you drink a lot because of depression from having a miscarriage  

when you shave all of they hair off while they’re asleep  

hearing their crush’s new song about them “bug a Boo”  

finding out you’re protective and get jealous easily  

you already have a partner but you’re cheating on them with an exo member  

asking you to marry them    

they tell you they’ve been in love with you for a long time  

they find out you can sing Growl in korean  

when you tell them you’re breaking up with them but it’s a test to see how they’d react  

having their first big fight as a couple but neither of you want to apologize first  

when they think you’re in love and will leave them for someone else  

their partner tells them that they actually aren’t pregnant  

EXO unlinked/unpaged (in archive Jan-Feb 2015)

39. exo: They find out that you like them

38. exo: they saw you catch them masturbating

37. exo: you tell them you’re pregnant after ‘sexy time’ (you’re married)

36. exo: nervous about messing up on recording with their favorite senior idol

35. exo: you try to comfort them because they can’t stop crying after winning an award

34. exo: they flirt with someone to make you jealous but you don’t notice

33. exo: your parents don’t like them

32. Exo: their boy/girlfriend is an evil villain in a movie

31. exo: they win the Best Couple Award for their drama with you

30. exo: their child(ren) can take better selfies than them

29. exo: they broke up but see you with someone else and wants you back (jan. 31 2015)

28. exo: you leave hickeys on their neck and shoulder

27. exo: they’re your boyfriend and they see you checking someone else out

26. exo react: they find out you’re taller than them

25. exo:you’ve had sex before but they’re still virgins so they feel awkward

24. exo: they receive sexy underwear from their boy/girlfriend and the band teases them

23. exo: their Brazilian girlfriend dances samba on international TV

22. exo: seeing their crush being rejected by a guy/girl

21. exo: they’re your teacher and they’re in love with you

20. exo: before/after their wedding ceremony

19. exo: a member walks in on them making out with you in the dorm

18. exo: their crushing asking to paint them naked

17. Exo: having wet dreams about their boy/girlfriend so they feel awkward

16. exo: their crush kissing them to stop them from rambling about their love for them

15. exo: you tease them for liking hyoyeon (snsd)

14. Exo: has a secret crush on you but they’re are drunk

13. Exo: their boy/girlfriend kisses them for the first time

12. exo: their boy/girlfriend has a month to live (they have children)

11. exo cheat on their boy/friend

10. Exo: you ask for a lap dance

9. exo: you call them your ex’s name

8. exo: when you broke up but see you with your new boy/girlfriend

7. Exo: meeting their favorite idol for the first time

6. exo: their boy/girlfriend joins “we got married” with someone else

5. exo reacts:seeing the model/actor/actress they’ll work with

4. exo reacts: someone flirting with their boy/girlfriend

3. exo reacts to their boy/girlfriend wanting to “do it”

2. exo finds a dog/cat and wants to keep it

1. exo meets you for the first time (jan. 18 2015)

#masterlist #masterlist attempt #mobile masterlist

[scoopsahoy]

i just read ur fic about getting pregnant with steve and was wondering if u could write one about the reader and steve struggling for a few years to get pregnant, and she has an emotional breakdown one night bc she doesn't feel like enough for him because it's been pushed on her that women's only jobs are to have kids and shes like "i cant even do that so how am i supposed to please you" and he comforts her and makes her feel better

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You sat on the toilet seat with your leg bouncing, anxiously waiting for the pregnancy test results to show up. This had become a new norm for you: getting pregnancy tests and anxiously awaiting the results. And you were sick of it.

It took a toll on you. Getting a negative result every single month for four years straight was stressful mentally and physically. You’d had a migraine for at least three and a half years, and no medicine helped. You were always nauseous and sick, which your gynecologist said was normal in your situation. You were always tired and sad, which affected your job and your relationship with Steve.

You knew he was just as tired of it as you were, and you knew he was probably exhausted from having to care for you all the time.

It had also taken a toll on your sex life. At this point, you two only had sex to reproduce. You rarely finished and always denied his offers to help you. You would always flip yourself upside down afterward to help the sperm enter your uterus.

You’d both been to the doctor multiple times to see which one of you was fertile. Steve was one hundred percent fertile, while you had less of a chance of getting pregnant that you should’ve had.

You’d been to multiple IVF appointments as well. It wasn’t Steve’s favorite thing in the world to go into a room alone and masturbate to porn to provide sperm samples.

At this point, he didn’t enjoy looking at other women to get off, so you had taken pictures of yourself to give him.

The first few times it was awkward for him afterward, but you assured him there was nothing uncomfortable about it.

You’d probably spent over ten thousand dollars on it, and it was heartbreaking each time it didn’t work.

At the end of the five minutes, you grabbed the test out of the sink, feeling a pain in your heart at the single line.

You tossed it back into the sink as you stood up, feeling tears slide down your face. Your back hit the wall and you slid down until you felt yourself land on your ass.

You pulled your knees into your chest, propped your elbows on them, and put your hands into your palms.

You couldn’t help but sob. You and Steve had been trying for four years to conceive. And, despite everything mentioned, none of it worked. This was one of your last straws, a wave of sadness washing over you.

You both desperately wanted kids, preferably two or three. But at this point, you’d be lucky to even have one.

Steve made it clear that in the end, if you couldn’t have children of your own, he’d be perfectly okay with adopting, or just not having any. And you agreed.

However, you had the longing to create your own child. Everything from the pregnancy, to giving birth, to raising that child from the moment they came out, until the moment they could care for themselves. You wanted that more than anything, but you’d be happy to adopt if you were infertile.

But sitting on the bathroom floor knowing that every effort you made — propping yourself upside down after sex, aforementioned IVF treatments, tracking your cycles, staying healthy, etc. — didn’t work, made your heart hurt.

You wondered if you were good enough for Steve, if you could really give him what he wanted. If he was genuinely happy with trying to have kids for years on end and being unsuccessful. You wondered if that was what he wanted, if he was still happy with you.

Your sobs filled the bathroom, making you glad Dustin wasn’t there.

Dustin was your younger brother, and currently, he was at the arcade. He knew about your struggle to have kids, and he usually tried to help, whether it was with the foods you ate, or getting you vitamins, making sure your mom didn’t keep her alcohol where you could get to it, etc.

You thought it was sweet how much he wanted a niece or nephew, always talking about babysitting them and allowing them into the party.

You always made sure he was gone when you took pregnancy tests. You loved him, but comfort wasn’t his strong suit. Sometimes it would work just because of the effort, but sometimes it would make you feel worse. So, you figured the easiest way to avoid that was to make sure he wasn’t there.

The rest of the party was also anticipating you getting pregnant. Max, Eleven, and Nancy all said they would help her with girl things like periods, dating, and other things boys didn’t understand.

And Mike, Lucas, Dustin, Will, and Jonathan all said they would indoctrinate him/her into their Dungeons and Dragons campaigns.

It made you cry the first time you found out how excited they were to have a new member of the family.

But you hated making them wait. Dustin and Robin were the only ones who knew how long you’d been trying, so the rest of them kept jokingly bugging you about them getting a new DnD member.

When Steve got home from work, he found you crying on the bathroom floor. He looked in the sink, seeing another negative test.

He sat on the toilet seat, placing his hands on your knees. He didn’t say anything, he let you talk at your own pace.

“Negative again,” you said, your voice stuffy.

He nodded. “I know.”

“What the hell is wrong with me?”

“Hey, look at me.”

You pulled your hands from your face, revealing your eyes bloodshot and puffy, your skin soaked in tears.

He stood up and held his hands out for you to take. You pulled yourself up and he cupped your face. He wiped your cheeks with his thumbs, before grabbing a dry cloth and cleaning your face completely.

“Come here,” he said, pulling you into a deep hug. You cried into his chest, leaving tear stains on his shirt. He gently pulled you to the bedroom a few seconds later. You sat against the headboard, resting your elbows on your knees. He sat across from you, only a few feet away.

He gripped your hands as you continued crying. It was silent for a few minutes before he continued the conversation.

“There’s nothing wrong with you.”

“Then why can’t I get pregnant?”

“You know that’s not your fault.”

“Is it enough for you? Am I enough for you?”

He furrowed his brows. “What are you talking about?”

“If I can’t give you a kid. If I can’t get pregnant, despite everything we’ve done, despite every effort we’ve made... will I be enough? Won’t you want more?”

“Don’t. Don’t even think like that. Don’t say that. Of course, you’ll still be enough for me.”

You softly shook your head. “I don’t believe that.”

“Why not?”

“Because you said that all you want in life is children. You want at least one son and one daughter. And you want to name one of them Dustin, and one of them Robin. And you’ve told me that you want to have a hundred grandkids so you can spoil all of them. And if I can’t give that to you-”

“Stop. Stop talking.” He gripped your hands tighter. “I don’t care. If you can’t give me that, that’s okay. More than anything, I want you. I want you, even if we don’t have a hundred grandkids.”

You felt more tears fall down your face, hitting your legs. He tilted your chin up to look at him.

“Why?” you asked.

“‘Why’ what?”

“Why wouldn’t you want someone who could give you that?”

“Because I don’t want just anybody. I want you. I’d live a thousand lifetimes without kids if it meant I got to be with you.”

“But you want a family.”

“Baby,” he chuckled. “We’re already a family. You and me, we are a family. We don’t need a child to be a family. Hell, we can adopt a dog or a cat if we wanted to. And that would still make us as much of a family as people with kids.”

“But we both want kids. I want kids. I want to be pregnant, I want to give birth, I want to hold the baby after they come out. I want to celebrate their first steps, their first words, their first birthday. I want to do that.” He didn’t say anything. “How am I supposed to please you if I can’t even get pregnant?” you mumbled.

He furrowed his brows. “What?”

“I mean, we’ve always been taught that in marriages, in order to be a good wife and please your husband, you should have kids.”

“Who the hell taught you that?”

You raised your eyebrows. “School, my family, everyone. I’ve grown up hearing that in order to be a good wife to my husband, I have to give him kids and that’s how we’re supposed to please you.”

He shook his head. “I’ve never been taught to only expect kids from my wife. They’ve been feeding you that bullshit?” You nodded. “For how long?”

“All my life.”

“I’ve grown up learning from my mom that, even if I don’t have kids with the person I marry, I should find someone that I can’t live without. That’s you.”

“Steve-”

“Y/N, you don’t have to bear a child to please me. I am so madly, deeply, stupidly in love with you. There is nothing you can do to make me not love you. You hear me?” You didn’t reply. “Why do you think I proposed to you and married you?”

“You wanted to start a family, but not outside of marriage. Isn’t that why every guy gets married?”

“Nope. Not even close. I mean, that’s a factor, but do you know the real reason I married you?” You still didn’t answer. “I married you to be with you,” he said as he poked you lightly on the chest. “I married you so I could spend the rest of my life with you. Obviously, I do want a family, but, like I said, I’d go a million years without kids if it meant I got to be with you.”

You were only crying harder now. “Steve-”

“I am so fucking in love with you, Y/N. Do you want to know how long it took me to get that ring-” He pointed to your engagement ring on your finger, which was joined by your wedding band, “after we started dating?” You shook your head. “Three days.”

Your eyes got wide. “What?”

“Yep. Three days into our relationship, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. You know why I didn’t propose sooner?” You shook your head again. “We weren’t eighteen. That was the only thing holding me back. I had to wait two years to propose to you because we had to wait until we were adults.”

You looked down at your ring. “They let you buy an engagement ring at sixteen?” you chuckled.

“I guess so. I got it, didn’t I?”

You smiled. “I love you,” you whispered.

“I love you, too.” You squeezed his hands.

“Tell you what. Why don’t we take a break from trying? I mean, we’re only twenty-three. We have time. I know it’s stressing you out. Your head always hurts and you’re always sick. Let’s just wait a little while.”

You nodded. “That would actually be really nice.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. Maybe we can have sex just to have sex, not to make a baby.”

“Absolutely.”

You looked at him and he gave you a small smile.

“I don’t deserve you,” you said, your voice cracking.

“I think I’m the one that doesn’t deserve you.”

You laughed softly. “And if we can’t have our own kids, we can adopt,” you said.

“Absolutely.”

“Take a kid or two out of the system.”

“Absolutely,” he repeated.

You got on your knees and hugged him, the two of you squeezing each other tightly.

“Did I mention that I love you?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

“Are you sure? Because I do.”

“I’m sure,” you giggled. “I love you, too.”

When you pulled away, he looked at you. “Don’t blame yourself, baby. Seriously. It’s not your fault.”

“I know.”

“Okay.”

You pulled him in for one last kiss before heading to the kitchen to start dinner.

—

You, Steve, Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Max, and Robin all sat in your dining room. For dinner, you made chicken burritos. The kids were all joking around and talking about the arcade when you decided to get their attention.

“So, me and Steve talked today,” you said, clearing your throat. They all looked at you. “I think... we’re gonna stop trying to have a kid for a little while.”

“What?” Lucas asked. “Why?”

“We’ve been trying for four years. I mean, we’ve done IVF-”

“What’s IVF?” Mike asked.

“In vitro. It’s artificial insemination.”

“We’ve done that about six times,” Steve said. “And it hasn’t worked.”

“Nothing we’ve done has worked. So, for now, we’re gonna take a break. I mean, it takes a toll on us.”

They nodded. “Okay. Whenever you get pregnant, that just means we can have someone else to play games with and invite to the arcade,” Lucas said. “Even if we’re older.”

Steve rested his hand on your thigh.

—

Laying in bed and being Steve’s little spoon as he slept caused you to start thinking again.

You didn’t realize it before, but you were more okay with waiting than you thought you would be. Sure, you’d be slightly older when you were pregnant — if you wound up pregnant at all — but you were fine with it.

Knowing that you were with someone like Steve, who didn’t care if you couldn’t have kids, was a relief. You knew you married the right person, and you knew your kids would be right about you two being soulmates.

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[ayellowcurtain]

could u maybe write of sobbe being together at a party and seeing britt there and robbe completely freezes and gets a bit sad and angry bc he's still a bit jealous and hurt bc of how she treated sander and sander just reassures him 

Can you please write a fic where Robbe tries to surprise Sander with a romantic dinner, went to the trouble of setting up a romantic atmosphere and everything but clueless!Sander calls him to say he’s staying out late with friends or other excuse. Robbe’s naturally upset but doesn’t mention anything. He clears up everything of the supposed romantic night but afterwards Sander realises his true intentions and feels immensely guilty and tries to make up with Robbe

Robbe knows where Sander’s heart is, he knows where his thoughts are, where his feelings are, he knows Sander like he didn’t think he could ever know someone else. But sometimes it’s hard to ignore his own insecurities. Sander lied to him about Britt before. And he kissed her while he was saying he loved Robbe. 

He knows why and how that night happened, but it still hurts. Robbe wishes things had happened different at the start, but it doesn’t change their present and their future together. 

It’s just that sometimes it’s hard for him to hide how bothered he is that Britt and Sander still talk sometimes. Robbe only knows Britt from other people’s perspectives, but he can tell she and Sander can be alike with some of their behaviors and Robbe feels like shit for not being like them, for being this well behaved child that hates upsetting others, that’s always thinking about what others might think of him. 

Sander noticed how Robbe is still a little jealous of Britt the last time they were snuggling on the couch and then he opened his conversation with Britt to reply to her. Sander looked at him, somehow smiling and finding Robbe’s jealousy so cute, he came closer like he always does, sitting almost on top of Robbe, reading every single message he ever exchanged with Britt even thought Robbe told him a bunch of times he didn’t have to. 

Even if only for a few weeks, even if he was in between them at times, Robbe watched Sander and Britt’s relationship for a little bit.

He watched them make out during all those days at the beach. Sander would be looking at him and maybe falling for him, but he was still with Britt, with her in his lap, kissing her, sleeping with her. 

One night he even slept with her in that double bed bedroom and Robbe remembers he couldn’t sleep, thinking they were right there, just a wall between their rooms. He didn’t hear anything, but he knew what that bedroom was for. Robbe managed to avoid going there with Noor, but Sander didn’t. And he didn’t have to, that’s dumb, they were together, dating, having sex. 

Robbe forces himself to stop thinking about all of that when he finishes lighting all the candles. He felt bad for all his stupid insecurities affecting their relationship and he wanted to make it up by making a fancy, romantic dinner date for them. 

A night where they could stay inside, just the two of them like they love to do, spend hours lost in each other, forgetting about Britt and anyone else, eating good food, being romantic like Sander loves to be and stuff. 

Robbe tried to take a long and relaxing shower, to shave his stubble from a few days, put some nice clothes on. Once he was done, he was already late, but that’s the good part of having their date at home. 

He texted Sander just to make sure he didn’t forget about the surprise Robbe said he had for him. 

But Sander wasn’t online and it took a while for him to reply. 

The food was already cold, the candles were already melting away inside their little glasses, the bright light turned into a foggy, weak, smokey thing that didn’t light much. 

Robbe gave up waiting after two hours sitting by himself on their couch. It wasn’t Sander’s fault, he didn’t know the surprise had a specific hour to happen so Robbe just blew out the candles and put them all away inside the little basket inside their kitchen cabinet, he washed the dishes and put the food inside the fridge so Sander could eat later if he wanted. 

Of course he was upset, but mostly with himself for being so dumb, insecure and jealous. He took his fancy clothes off and took another shower. It felt like he had gone out so a shower felt like it was a must to get his body back to the normal routine of taking a shower after coming home and before going to bed. 

-

Sander was having a good time with Britt and their friends. It took them a while, but it was good to hang out with their group of friends again and to know everything was okay between him and Britt. 

He usually doesn’t stay out until this late and so on his bike ride back home it’s almost painful how much he misses Robbe, but Sander was sure he wouldn’t mind, they talked about this just a few days ago and Robbe was okay with him and Britt talking. 

He laughs at how stupid he’s being, pedaling as fast as he can like they did on their first date inside the tunnel, just to be back with Robbe quicker. 

“Robbe?” he asks once he finds an empty house, he’s still out of breath from running upstairs, but he hears the shower so he closes the door, paying attention to the fancy smell inside, it’s definetely from a candle they bought togehter when they moved in to this place and Sander smiles, thinking that maybe Robbe is giving himself a spa night type of thing. So he lets him be for a minute, looking around for food in the kitchen. 

There has to be something, because their old washing machine is still working. So Sander continues on his search and when he opens the fridge is when all the pieces fall together. 

There’s a bunch of food that wasn’t there earlier when he left, the smell of candles, Robbe being quiet and the washing machine working so late. Robbe had a fucking surprise. 

Shit! 

Sander forgets all about his hunger and anything else and rushes carefully to their bathroom. Robbe is still taking his shower.

“Robbe...” His boyfriend jumps a little and turns back around, finally seeing Sander, but he can’t see much of Robbe in return. The glass door of their shower is foggy, but Sander imagines Robbe is not too happy so he takes his clothes off, keeping his eyes on the shadow that Robbe creates behind the door, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t know...” 

“It’s okay...” he hears Robbe’s soft and broken voice even with the loud shower and Sander gets a little more worried by the way he sounds, he opens the door carefully and finally meets Robbe. 

He’s not crying now, but Sander is sure he cried at some point and his heart breaks into a million pieces. 

“Robbe, I’m so sorry. I should have told me about this. I would run home.” 

“Stop, it’s okay. It was a dumb idea.” Robbe avoids his touch and Sander doesn’t force him to do anything, but it stings the way he can’t touch Robbe and kiss him sorry. 

“No, it’s not dumb. Can we do it now? Please? We can eat now...” 

“Sander, it’s okay...” 

“Please, Robbe...please.” He whines and pouts and uses everything he can to change Robbe’s mind. 

Robbe sighs and blinks slowly like he does when he’s really tired, but Sander needs to make it up for this mess. “I’m tired...” 

“I’ll do everything. You just have to sit and eat.” He whispers, gently trying to touch his boyfriend’s cheeks, looking at Robbe, pressing his fingertips against the back of his neck.

“Okay...” Sander tries to smile, not to think about how he fucked up tonight so massively. He helps Robbe finish his shower and dry himself and Sander grabs some fancy clothes from their closet, going to change in the living room so they have a little surprise when they see each other dressed up. 

Robbe takes a little longer and when Sander is about to go to their bedroom to check if his boyfriend hasn’t slept, Robbe finally walks out, looking so handsome, with pants that are not that big on him, a soft black shirt with two closed buttons on his chest and Sander smiles, it was one of his Chistmas gifts for Robbe. 

Sander holds his hand carefully and walks Robbe to their small dinner table, pulling a chair for Robbe to sit and wait while he does everything: lights the candles again, putting them on a line across the table and he goes around to grab some clean dishes to put food for both of them, putting some soft, romantic music in the background as he waits for the microwave to reheat everything. 

He looks down just to see what he’s already feeling: Robbe’s eyes on him. Small, tired, a little red eyes looking at him with no more hint of sadness. He’s back to being his gentle, kind self and Sander doesn’t deserve him. 

Sander walks quietly around the table and Robbe follows him with his eyes, smiling softly when Sander puts his hands on the armrests, looking down at Robbe. 

“I love you so much, Robbe. I’m sorry for coming home so late.” 

“It’s okay...” Robbe looks down, his fingertips very quietly drawing random forms in the back of Sander’s hands. “Was your night fun?” 

“No, it’s not. And yeah, it was, but it’s a lot better now. Everything is a lot better when you’re around.” Sander goes even closer, brushing his lips against Robbe’s, smiling when he closes his eyes. 

“Your love, I feel you around me all the time” Robbe smiles and Sander can’t help but feel a little proud that Robbe recognizes Bowie’s lyrics now. Sander always heard his songs trying to imagine the feelings he was talking about, but he gets it now. 

#wtfock #robbe ijzermans #sander driesen #robbe x sander #sobbe

[soulwillower]

kool aid • richie tozier

(richie tozier x reader smut)   

requested: some daddy kink richie? 😳    +    okay, wait, but- richie with a daddy kink, i-  +  hi, can you do a daddy kink richie smut please! i love your stuff, it’s so good!

warnings: swearing, smut, oral sex (male receiving), daddy kink, dirty talk bc its richie, degradation, use of the word slut like once, shower sex, unedited

[losers + reader are 18+]

2.8k words

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in your defense, richie did this to himself and you. he was the one who had started this whole thing, who had planted that fucking seed in your head and unintentionally nurtured it until it sprouted into a full-grown desire.

the first time was so, so innocent. it meant less than nothing, and yet it threw you for a full 180.

you were at dinner with the losers and you and bill hadn't had enough money to get anything to eat. richie had insisted that the two of you both get anything you wanted. “daddy’s paying tonight.” he’d said with a smirk and a wink directed at you and bill. the two of you had groaned and thrown balled up paper napkins at him but he’d just laughed. you’d hoped your face wasn’t nearly as red as you felt it was, because that would certainly give yourself away. he can’t know how hot you thought richie calling himself daddy was. and he’d been doing it ever since. 

you’re still thinking about that day when your front door opens suddenly, making you bound over to the balcony on your stairs.

"y/n?" richie calls into the empty foyer of your house, making you chuckle from your spot on the banister. he looks up to where you stand and shoots you a grin as he toes off his shoes, gesturing around him. 

"am i supposed to be impressed that you’re here?" you ask teasingly, lifting a brow. he just shrugs, gesturing instead to himself as he walks up the stairs slowly towards you. "daddy's home. you're not excited to see me?"

you have to stifle your breath hitch by covering it up with a laugh. "not enough to warrant whatever it is you're thinking. this isn't even your home, trashmouth." you state, swallowing down your flustered cheeks with an eye roll and grin, ignoring the butterflies as his fingers graze your arms sweetly.

whatever you expect to come out if his mouth next, its not what he says. “y/n, can we make some cake?”

you blink at richie in confusion. “why would we do that? i know exactly how that would go down, rich.” you say with a playful glare as you pass him, walking down the stairs and maintaining eye contact with the boy. you both know you cant say no to him.

“what ever do you mean?” he says in a high, lilted voice. the slight british twinge makes you huff a laugh as you walk into the kitchen, pulling ingredients out while richie grabs a full pitcher of koolaid from your fridge and then sits on your counter.

“look at you, you’re useless.” you mutter, gesturing to him.

“mm, i’m not useless, sugar. i got this mouth. im keeping you company, am i not?” he reasons as you measure out the flour into the mixing bowl.

“well your dumb mouth is useless. fuck you and your trash mouth. i dont know why i’m doing this for you.”

your words are enough for him to slide off the counter and saunter closer to you. you try not to heat up under his gaze. “why dont i help, then?” he says sarcastically. you shake your head, eyeing him like you’re sizing him up.

“no, i change my mind. you’ll just fuck it up.” you stick out your tongue after and it makes him smirk, reaching for the bowl and tossing a pinch of flour at him.

he sputters as he watches you in annoyance and a grin. “oh, you’ve done it.” he mutters. your hands both shoot out to grab the bowl of flour and you struggle a bit, watching each other with determined eyes. 

it doesnt last very long though as he gets a better grip. he drops it on the counter though, and you only have a second to watch as his hand shoots out to grab the pitcher.

and then, he tosses the kool aid at you. you feel like you’ve been hit with the worlds most room-temperature wave of sugary water and you almost scream. “richie!” you hiss as you stare at him in disbelief, bright red and sugary drink coating your face and body. you can feel the liquid inside your shirt and he laughs loudly. you want to punch him.

“you’re fine. look, go take a shower. im sorry.” he says through a grin, grabbing you to bring you up to your shower. you push him, angry. “baby, come on. daddy’s sorry.” he says with a laugh.

your cheeks glow as you glare at him, letting him drag you upstairs, “i’m not your baby, rich.”

he just smirks to himself.

you’re still holding the half-full kool aid pitcher as you stand in your bathroom, richie watching you expectantly. “richie what are you going to do while i’m showering?” you ask him, your eyes watching yourself strain the kool-aid off your hair and into the sink.

“i’ll just stay in here.” he says, wiggling his eyebrows. you snap, grabbing the pitcher and tossing its contents up at him. he screeches like a child upon impact and stares at you, disbelieving, afterwards.

“y/n!” he says, mad. his eyebrows are furrowed, cheeks puffing out as sticky red kool aid sifts from the top of his dark curls.

“what? at least you wore contacts today, so you’re welcome.” you say with a cocky smile, happy that he’s riled up. he shakes his head, not even sure what you mean. “fine, you’re the worst. i’m showering, then.” he mutters, making a start for the tub.

“no!” you yelp, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and making him glare at you as the two of you wrestle for the shower handle. “it’s my house, richie!” “well you’re being quite a shitty host, toots.” he mutters as you fumble around each other. “this is your fault, rich! you’re such a fucking brat.”

then suddenly, you’re being slammed up against the wall and held by your hip and shoulder, richie’s face inches from you.

your stomach dips and sways as his breath hits your lips. he chuckles lightly, “i’m the brat?” he asks. “are you joking, y/n/n?” he asks, but you’re breathless. you cant tear your eyes from his lips and you dont want to admit to him that you’re brattier than him, so you instead thrust your hips forward slowly.

as your hips line with his, you feel his hardening cock against you and you bite back a whimper. his hands grab your hips as he watches you.

you do it again, seeing how much he likes it and desperate to feel him against you. “what’re you doing, princess?” he mutters lowly. you grin up at him, “nothing.”

and then his lips are on yours, kissing you fiercely. your hands grab him and pull him closer, his squeezing your hips before roaming. his tongue tastes like cherry kool aid as he licks into your mouth. he pulls back, “take off your clothes.” he orders, making your eyes widen at the dominance. you listen to him though, pulling off your shirt, watching him as he stares at you hungrily.

after you’re left in your underwear, you bite your lip and stare up at him. he turns on the shower and shucks off his shirt, watching you expectantly. “i thought i told you to take off your clothes, baby.” he whispers, pinching a lock of your hair between his thumb and forefinger. your stomach erupts, shocked at how your best friend is acting. 

you blush, unclipping your bra and watching as richie stares. you slowly slip off your underwear until you’re naked and he smiles. “good girl. you’re so pretty.” he mutters, kissing you and squeezing your ass. you whimper, feeling yourself slick your thighs with desire.

“get in.” he says, opening the curtain. you watch him with wide eyes as you step into the shower. is he not going to come in with you?

“are you coming too?” you ask meekly as you let the water rinse over your body. he chuckles as he steps in, making you smile in embarrassment with red cheeks. “so needy, arent you?” he asks with a grin, pulling you towards him. your eyes glance over his naked body and your stomach erupts in butterflies again. his cock is hard and up against his stomach and you squeeze your thighs together because he’s much bigger than you’d anticipated. his hands circle your bare waist as he steps under the stream of water with you. “its okay, baby. you’re getting your shower.” he mutters.

and he kisses you again, taking your breath away. he gently pushes you against the tile, the coldness making your hips jolt, consequently rubbing up against richie’s thigh. you whine into his mouth and he pulls away with a dark smirk that makes you shiver with lust. he guides your hips against his thigh again and his bare, wet skin against your throbbing clit makes you cry out.

he starts to kiss up and down your neck, sucking marks and making you moan. his hands tighten around your hips and move you quicker against him.

"fuck, daddy." 

it slips from your lips quicker than you even think (or don't think) it, and suddenly richie's hands on your hip halt their movement. "what'd you just say, princess?" he mutters lowly, not sounding quite amused but more smug and teasing  than you'd like.

his lips suck on the crook between your neck and shoulder and he gives you a gentle squeeze as the warm water cascades over your bodies. you sigh, cheeks bright red.

when you dont say anything, he looks up and grabs your jaw, rising to his full height in front of you. his eyes are hooded. “say it again.” he snaps lowly and you have to clench your thighs in order to relieve the desire pooling in your underwear.

you smile though, watching as water streams down his skin and you wonder if he’ll do this the way you will.

“say what, daddy?” you say, tracing a finger over his chest. the groan he lets out is holy as he catches your lips with his, pushing you against the tile again.

his hands ghost over your tits before squeezing, rolling your nipples between his fingers and making you whimper into his mouth.

“so needy for daddy’s cock, aren’t you?” he says with a smug grin, pushing your wet hair out of your face. you nod with your lip caught between your teeth. you want him so bad.

his eyes swim with something as you reach out, grabbing his hard cock as it lay against his stomach.

his eyes shut in pleasure but his hand quickly halts you as move to get onto your knees. his eyes are dark. “not today. if you don’t ask, you don’t get it.” he says and that makes you impossibly wetter at being under his control. 

“for that, daddy’s gonna fuck you until you scream.” he mutters, fingers ghosting down your wet body to flutter over your aching core. you whine. 

slowly, he rubs circles on your clit as he holds your chin with the other hand. “eyes on me, princess.”

he rubs slowly, the water spraying down on your bodies. he chuckles lightly. “look at you, i've only started using my fingers and you're already shaking." and he’s right, youre shaking and whimpering as pleasure spreads through your whole body. “god, look at you, so ready for daddy’s cock, rutting against me.” he mutters as you buck your hips on his hand.

you whimper out a weak “daddy,” as he slips a finger in and immediately sets a pace, curling his fingers slightly. he watches you with a smirk as you fight not to close your eyes in bliss.

when he adds another finger you gasp, the feeling of his fingers pumping into you making your legs weak. you briefly wonder if your legs are going to collapse. “you look good taking my fingers, baby. you gonna take my cock this well?”

you whimper, bucking into his fingers to relieve the coil tightening in your stomach. “yes, daddy. please, please fuck me.” you whimper, moaning as he pulls his fingers out of you and starts to pump himself.

“look at what happens when you ask like a good girl.” he mutters, lifting your leg to his hip, gripping his cock and teasing you, resting at your entrance.

“what do you want?” he asks, grinning. you want to glare at him but you’re so desperate to feel him that you sigh, muttering, “please, i want your cock inside me.”

and he pushes in at your words slowly, making you mewl. he’s halfway in when he stops, kissing you to give you time to adjust. “let daddy take care of you, okay?” he whispers in your ear and you nod, starting to move your hips, wanting more.

he slides the rest of the way in and you feel full and your toes curl as you look down, watching as he thrusts back and into you, setting a pace. “daddy, fuck,” is all that you can say as he thrusts into you, water cascading down your bodies and making you groan.

“harder.” you whimper suddenly, hands gripping his shoulders. “please, daddy, harder.” you beg. he smirks at you, kissing your lips. he tastes like kool-aid.

“love it when you beg for me like a desperate slut. you want to go harder? i’ll go harder.” he mutters, making you clench around him, nearing your high. he pulls your other leg up so he’s holding you and then he slams into you relentlessly, hitting spots deeper inside you than you knew was possible. he puts a hand on your stomach and he smirks as he fucks you into the shower tiles. “look so good with me deep inside you.” he mutters as you cling onto him.

“good girl, taking my cock. do you like me splitting you in half, baby? does it feel good?” he asks, hitting deep inside you and making your legs shake.

“yes, yes, yes,” is all that leaves your lips, your eyes scrunched up. “daddy, i’m so close. can-can i please-“

“no, you’re not cumming yet. not until i say so.” he says, slapping your ass. you squeal and drop your head onto his shoulder, trying your hardest to hold off as he fills you, his thick cock stretching your walls.

hes slamming into you so hard and hitting your spot perfectly that you rake your nails over his back, making him hiss in pleasure. after another minute, you’re whimpering and muttering nonsense, trying your hardest to wait for richie to let you cum.

“cum all over daddy’s cock.” he mutters as he fucks you into the tiles and you let out a loud moan as you clench around him, hitting your high and shaking in pleasure. your eyes roll back lightly as you hold onto him, already sensitive as you ride out the best orgasm you’ve ever had.

he keeps fucking you, his hands on your hips as you whimper. he mutters in your ear as he thrusts into you, “you’ve been a good girl for me. want me to fill you with my cum? or do you want to taste it?”

your eyes screw shut in pleasure and you whimper, “daddy, p-please let me taste you.”

and then he’s pulling out of you and making you gasp, still extremely sensitive. you slip immediately onto the bottom of the tub, knees shaky against it. you stare up at him as he pumps his thick cock, other hand opening your jaw. “let me see that pretty mouth, baby.” he mutters and you stick your tongue out, mouth open as you wait for him.

“please use me, daddy.” you mutter and thats all richie can take before he’s thrusting himself into your mouth, filling you up and immediately making you gag. 

your eyes well with tears as you stare up at him, his hips moving and fucking your mouth. he’s biting his lip in pleasure, the water slipping down his chest as it hits his back.

“can you taste yourself on daddy’s cock?” he asks and you moan around him, feeling his hips stutter. “fuck, such a good girl, takin' my cock so well.” you gag around him as you let him move against you and he grabs your head, making you moan again. “baby, fuck-“ he starts and then he’s spilling into your mouth ans you bob your head slowly, riding out his high and swallowing every drop.

you pull off him with a gasp and then you’re breathing heavily, richie pulling you up and into his arms. the water is pretty cold now and you shiver slightly as he pecks your forehead. “holy shit, doll.” he mutters and you let out a broken giggle, turning to kiss his lips. his hands soothe over your waist.

"maybe i should annoy you more often." you mutter into his lips as he chuckles, grabbing your shampoo. 

"you know, or just ask me, sugar." he mutters, massaging shampoo into your scalp. you smile, letting out a content sigh as your arms wrap around his middle.

#richie tozier x reader #richie tozier smut #losers x reader

[honey-makki]

CONGRATULATIONS ON 666 MY ANGEL 💘 or in this case my devil 😈 we already know I am so in love with Suga and Noya that it hurts- so please can I have A, D, & K for my menssssss 👀❤️ i luv u

Sugawara Koushi

🍭 sweet 🍭

a- adventure 

He’s always wanted to get a tattoo or a piercing but never really experimented with his appearance. Now that he works at an elementary school he’s even warier of altering his appearance. He does have his smiley pierced though!! its a piercing he can hide with small jewelry when he needs to (work) but can easily change out for something more apparent when he goes out or is feeling fun and flirty. 

d- date

He just wants to see you happy. He is so versatile and able to do anything. If you want a nice dinner, he's showing up with reservations wearing his Sunday best/ Relaxing night at home? Netflix is already pulled up and he looked up recipes to try for homecooked meals. But his absolute favorite is watching the sunrise/set with you. There's something about the soft glow around you and knowing that he is starting and ending his day with you that brings him a great sense of warmth and comfort.

k- kiss

Soft and intuitive. he is always accurately aware of his surroundings but still pours all of his love into everyone. If it is appropriate for him to kiss your lips, he lifts your face up to his with a firm grip on your jaw to meet his impossibly soft lips.If he can’t kiss your lips he places a feather-light but lingering kiss on either your temple or wrist. each one Is followed by an ‘i love you’ murmured into your skin.

🌶 spicy 🌶

a- aftercare 

King of cleanliness!! Always runs you a bath with your favorite bath bomb and candlelit. He carries you into the bathroom and washes you himself. massaging your scalp as he conditions your hair, and toweling you off afterward. He massages lotion into your sore muscles afterward and helps you with your skincare routine. All the while he whispers woods of affection and sweet nothings to you.

d- dirty secret

He wants to fuck you at school. Specifically in a school girl uniform. He’s wanted this since you got together in high school but now that he works at a school the need has intensified. The image of your skirt hitched up over your ass, thigh highs and falling apart over his desk. The idea makes him feral.

k- kink

exhibitionism, praise kink and TEASING. He wants to fuck you in public, at least to take you cum all over his fingers (only if you are comfortable with it). He loves to leave lingering touches and sultry tones in public to make you needy. he tells your hat you are soo good at taking him or how pretty you look crying on his cock. Call him senpai and he will go feral. I will not elaborate on this.

Nishinoya Yuu

🍭 Sweet 🍭

a- adventure

There isn’t much he hasn’t done. He’s never gone skydiving bc he’s secretly afraid of heights. you help urge him to take chances and do things like tall roller coasters or even bungee jumping but skydiving is something that he's always managed to weasel his way out of. But it’s ok because you got vouchers fro his birthday. 

d- date

He is a feral child and I love him. He likes to do something fun, so theme parks or hiking. Boardwalks are his favorite, silly matching t-shirts, street food, fun rides. He drags you around, making you feel more like a baby sitter than an s/o at some points but its ok because he's cute when he's excited. The best part is at the end of the day he can relax with you on the beach. Holding you in his arms listening to the crash of the waves a you have random philosophical talks. 

 k- kiss

He! Loves! Kisses! He is always kissing you! Peppering you with small kisses when he walks by you, and giving you deep sensual ones whenever you sit down next to him. I feel it in my bones that he likes everything messy, so if he can he’s gonna make that kiss wet and sloppy and he will love it. 

🌶 spicy 🌶

a- after care  

Ok... He’s not the best but he TRYS!!! he will cuddle you to your hearts content, massages your muscles and will get a wet cloth to clean you up. That’s really the extent of it. If you tell him you want other things, he will do them and remember for the future but he doesn’t know better currently. He also is ver sleepy after sex so anything extravagant is no go unless you bring it up and emphasize the importance. 

d- dirty secret

He steals your panties. No shame. He doesn’t even hide it. Especially when either of you go out of town. He takes his favorite pair and looks at them when he jerks of thinking of you. If he misses you a lot, he will use them and cum all over them. His favorite is a modest black and yellow striped pair. He jjsut thinks you look so cute and precious in them. You have for sure seen him using your panties and he thought it was even hotter that you knew. 

k- kink

TITTY FUCK! MARKING!! THIGHS!! Body Worship!! He just loves you so much!! He loves every bit of you! Personality and body and he wont let you forget it! Let him fuck your chest and he will l i t e r a l ly go feral. In general,  he can’t keep his hands and mouth off of your chest. He just wants you to ride him so your pretty titties will bounce for him. He can’t help but want to leave bite marks and hickies all over your body. He wants people to know you are his, and also just you to have a reminder for later. He loves leaving them on your inner thigh and hips. SPEAKING of thighs. he loves them. he's a grabby mf and wants to hold on to all of you. his sex drive is high so if he needs help and you aren’t up for it, he is more thanpleased at your offer to fuck your thighs. He just loves all of you so much and wants to cherish every inch.

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So there’s this thing I came up with some time ago. I am not going to write it because it’s too complicated of a plot just for an excuse to have Killian non-con, but I do have a detailed summary of it written down and I thought why not, sharing ideas like this one is exactly why I have this blog.

It might have been inspired a bit by something @wyntereyez said once. It’s been a bit long and I don’t remember for sure but giving credit where credit is probably due.

Warnings: Child grooming, child abandonment, forced prostitution, non-con both implied and direct (nothing graphic here though), trauma... it’s all written in summary without too much detail, but still if any of that stuff upset you skip this one.

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So Killian's backstory is when he’s ten years old, a bit after his mom dies, he's taken away by his father. Liam has just left home to go to college, but Brennan and Killian disappear so quickly he doesn’t have the time to react to it or actually have any idea what happened. Brennan starts grooming Killian and some years later sells him as a prostitute and leaves him.

The story starts when Killian has already been forced into prostitution for years, but because of Brennan's grooming and his own trauma he doesn't know any better. At first I thought of Gold being his master but then it looked better for Silver to be his master and for Gold to be one of his regular (and the most violent) clients. I do have a penchant for Silver to fuck him up in general... I just haven’t showed it much.

Emma is an undercover cop who wants to take out their human trafficking con, but for that she needs to tap the place and her inside info tells her the best place to tap is Killian's bathroom because of a vent or whatever (explaining this whole plot is one of the reasons I’m not going to write this). So, undercover, she books a night with him, and to avoid any suspicion she sleeps with him but to her it feels like raping him, because she knows he's an unwilling prostitute despite there being no physical coercion and Killian not exhibiting any trauma afterwards. What’s going on inside his mind, however, is another issue.

The microphone thing needs to have its batteries changed once a week, so Emma visits and has sex with him every week. One of my favourite scenes I'll never write is her listening in, trying to get info but Gold comes and has his way with Killian, and Emma can't do anything but sit and listen to him scream and beg Gold to stop, then cry helplessly after Gold leaves. Maybe she cries with him too, and though she’s used to violence because of her job this time she wishes so hard she could comfort him.

Eventually Killian accidentally discovers the microphone. To her shock though, he crumbles before her and begs her to help him, promises he'll do everything that can help her take his captors down. He completely opens up to her about being sold into them by his father and taken away from his family, about how he barely remembers his own name (bc Brennan changed it when he took him away plus Silver treated him as a piece of meat so he didn't use names).

Emma manages to bring them down, but they discover Killian's involvement and manage to beat him up badly before getting arrested. Killian ends up in the hospital, and the police locate Liam and inform him about Killian. He comes to see him, but Killian is under deep trauma and shock especially after the last beating so he's actually scared of Liam. His therapist concludes that Killian subconsciously blames Liam for leaving him with their psycho of a father, and even though he knows it's not really his fault Killian is still having a hard time being calm in Liam's presence and learning to trust him again. And of course he would try to bond with Emma but Emma on the other hand blames herself for what she had to do with him for the operation. He doesn’t blame her but she knows he’d been forced into all of this, but since it makes him feel better she keeps him company.

There would be a lot of angst especially since Liam wants to reconnect with his brother and would eventually learn about Emma’s involvement and would be pissed and there would be drama between the three of them, with Killian trusting Emma more than he does Liam and Liam thinking it’s all because of his grooming and Emma caring deeply for Killian and wanting him to reconnect with Liam...

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Yeah. All that. Hope you enjoyed or got inspired, if it does inspire anything written more eloquently and more like an actual story... you know, sharing is caring 👀👀👀

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What about the Bo Rhap boys with a reader who’s sign is Cancer?

Sure thing! Here ya go, a warm, delicious Zodiac headcanon! Enjoy!

cw: mentions of sex, drinking, and swearing.

Joe:

When you met him, you liked him at once. After all, he knew the entire Single Ladies dance frontwards and backward from each step to each hand flip!

You are naturally compatible and homebodies! When you began as friends you would sit binging shows together and then come back the next weekend and binged some more. Soon, however, kissing got involved. Whoops.

You tend to be withdrawn, needing to come back into yourself, in your skin, so Joe has the patience to deal with that. But you can also be yourself around him.

You are both also protective of your space. You make your shared home very nice and cozy. Joe has all of his shorts folded and organized by color and you have your books and plants.

There is no drama at all. There might be a bit of conflict or disagreements, but not shouting or slamming doors, just two people in love.

You provide empathy and intuitive support and he has attuned physical senses and lots of integrity.

Even though sex can be super vanilla, it is deep and meaningful, Joe even sings little silly songs in his aftercare ritual of pulling you on his chest for a bit and then getting you some water as you both talk while sitting down and the blanket draped over your shoulders.

When you cry, you sometimes don’t even know what’s going on but Joe is there for you. He chooses careful kindness overcorrection. He softens his thoughts and you even notice relaxes his body with you.

You both are Natural partners, excellent friends, and even better lovers.

Rami:

 Rami is an old school romantic, loving chocolates and flowers and cute lil shit like that. He knows your worth and what you can bring to his life.

 He takes you to candlelight dinners, plays soft music, dances with you every excuse he gets, and takes you on walks in the park. All that stuff that makes you go squeeeeee! He will pampers you, bring you small gifts, and sends handwritten love notes. 

He's a touchy-feely too. Expect for Rami to give you surprise hugs and caress your face. He makes an experience even out of a simple kiss. It’s all so much that as soon as you get home or leave to use the bathroom away from him, you are a blushing, laughing, smiling mess.

You can see Rami being a husband and father to your babies, that’s why you’re dating! You are won over. And you don’t fall in love easily or often.

You both enjoy quiet social life. Your friends love spending time with Rami and the few times you have been with the people he knows, the BohRap gang included, you feel welcomed and a part of them.

He keeps your feels in check. One time you got hurt by a friend so much you were a crying mess, Rami’s arms didn’t leave you for one second, just to keep you safe.

You share mornings strolling through antique markets, and then evenings sipping champagne by candlelight. Admiring the glow of the fire on each other's skin and comparing it.

Gwilym:

At first, Gwil seems like a player to you so you are hesitant but he is very friendly and sweet and charming and proves himself so you two end up falling for each other, whoops.

You find ways to have fun at home. You both enjoy playing board games with beer even though Gwil has his competitive streak showing and it’s hilarious to watch him lose.

Meanwhile, Gwil takes you out and shows you off. It makes you smile when he pulls you up to someone and says “this is my darling, Y/N! Jealous, yet?”

He also challenges you to have more fun and to be more active and out there. One time you were nervous to try a certain roller coaster but he made you go saying he’d buy you anything you wanted and you had fun and yelled at the top of your lungs when it got upside down.

Your living arrangement is super creative- full of your collections, your tastes, your memories, and cute photos.

You nourish Gwil and give him a home in between travels. As soon as his bags drop after being flown somewhere to film, he flat out runs to you and hugs you for a whole hour.

You are both natural friends! If you storm home from work/school/whatever, fuming, you would say “hey, you know what that bitch Abigail did?” and he would go “oh shiiiiit, what did she do?”

You are both engaged in every experience! When Gwil took you to the beach, you both didn’t talk for the first five minutes because of how lovely it was. The smell of the salt in the wind. How the sand looked a little pink at sunset. It was perfect

He learns slows the hell down and realizes and respects your moody nature. He enters your world of closeness and stability and sees joy in it.

You learn to gather your courage, take risks, mix up your schedule, and have more spontaneity. Both of your lives would have been meaningless and dull had your paths not intertwined.

Ben:

Your story together is basically like a rom com: Ben works so hard and bent on success, but on the inside, he is lonely and sad!!! So that’s where you come in! And suddenly he realizes there is more to life than just winning all the time and finds love!

You are the key to his softness! He finds rest and release in you! Sometimes Ben will be tired and just rest his blonde head on your shoulder and nothing more needs to be said. Often he even falls asleep there, wrapped around you like a koala.

Like Ben, you only appear a little cold sometimes. Beneath your cool, calm exterior you are a softie full of flower crowns and uwus. And Ben brings that out because of how secure he makes you feel.

He makes you feel accomplished. If you complete something at work or school and brag about it, he will be so proud and hug you and kiss your cheek, beaming. He gives you stability as well! With his movie money coming in, he’s happy to help you out when you need it.

When he’s unsure, you use your intuition to help him. If Ben goes to you and says “hey, should I accept this role?” You will go and say “I have a funny feeling about it, so probably not.” Then that movie or show turns out to be a humiliating flop. When Ben reads that review, he laughs for an hour and thanks you (”you’re blood psychic!”)

 He also uses his strength when you are feeling low. You can rely on him as your rock.

You show love through making him food, spending long hours together, and well intended nagging! (Which Ben secretly loves bc it means you can take control and keep him in check).

Sometimes Ben isn’t sure if he is good enough for you. Sometimes you feel a little jealous of women who oogle and flirt with him. This is healed when you show physical signs of affection to each other. Lovemaking heals your fears and doubts of rejection from the other, you both feel assured. And afterward, he spoons you and kisses your head, you feel his soft voice and hot breath whisper “I love you”.

He means it too.

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Nsfw alphabet with Brett talbot Please

Also:

pairing: brett talbot (18+) x fem!reader

warnings: smut → nsfw alphabet

headcanon 🖤

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

would be so different to how he is in bed

brett would be super gentle, loving, forgiving 👀

he would take your pain away while peppering kisses all over your body

would run you a bath or a shower

though there would be occasions where he doesn't stay the night and would have to leave pretty soon after, no matter how many attempts you try to get him to stay

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

your wrists honestly

he loves being able to tie them up, pin them to your side or above your hand, guide your hand through your wrist to his crotch

ahh would 100% love watching your hand work his cock, the way your wrist would flick up and down or twisting your hand around his cock

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

brett would love to cum in your mouth

seeing his cum spill out from the corners of your mouth and you have to swipe it off with your thumb

he would die omg

and watching you swallow!!!

even if you can't, like he wouldn't care tbh

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

omg so an anon and i talked about this actually and we think that he would so keep your panties

not in a creepy way, but more in the way of fucking in a public area and him stashing them in his pants as a sign of pride

or even going out with friends and he returns them to you in front of them lmaooo

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

ah not a lot

maybe a little bit if he's had a gf before you

but if not, then no lol

though the thing about brett, is due to his heightened senses, he's able to be that extra attentive to your body and figure out very quickly what you like and don't like

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

head down, ass up

ugh gets him every time

his hands would grasp at your hips, occasionally slapping your ass

also really useful when someone is home and you're having to muffle your moans into the pillow lol

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

to brett, sex is usually a game. You have to deserve to cum

and if you cum without his permission, well you can expect to be punished

i think he does like to lighten the mood during aftercare though or when trying new kinks to see if you're doing okay

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

you know, i'm going to say not really

i think he has too much pride in being able to grow hair ya know

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

brett is very focused and methodical - he knows what he's going to do, when he's going to do it, how he's going to do it

he aims to please, but he has rules with how he goes about pleasing you and what he thinks you deserve

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

not really??

i think your sex life is very experimental where you both get to act out your fantasies so he doesn't feel the need to tbh

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

have also talked about this here

oop spanking

public sex - like in a restaurant bathroom or something

light bondage

light bdsm - in the sense of loving to see your body bruised after a good fuck / overstimulating you until you're crying bc it hurts so good

switch - i've mentioned before that he has too strong of a dominant persona to be a complete sub, but there will be times when he gets super turned on by you domming every once in a blue moon

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

definitely his car

public bathrooms

i suppose anywhere you're not supposed to be lol

obviously the bedroom too lol

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

you being a brat lmao

having you entirely at his mercy lmao

ohoh ohohoho having you masturbate for him when he watches and then he fucks you into oblivion or even walking in on you lmao

you wearing something really nice and he's like :o

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

anything you're not on board with

kinks and acting on fantasies are thing that you both need to agree on, so if you're uncomfortable with something, he won't even bother trying

(this is why communication is such an important thing!!)

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

okay so im in between on whether he's a giver or a receiver

as i said before, brett aims to please

this obviously means he loves going down on you & teasing the hell out of you

but

he also loves having you go down on him

and there would be times when he orders you to suck him off (consensually of course lol)

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

hard, rough and fast baby

that man could fuck you into oblivion

but there will be times where the sex isn't crazy and full of kinks lmao

other times brett can be super sweet, especially when you've had a hard day or just need something more tender and slow

he's a very understanding, particularly when it comes to sex.

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

oooooh yeah

like i said before, one of his favourite locations would be a public bathroom or maybe even fingering you under the dinner table

these would occur more if you were acting bratty and he needed to stop your attitude

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

girl omg brett loves a good risk

when trying new things, risks are bound to happen

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

oh honey, rounds, lots and lots of rounds

it has never been a 2 second thing then done

like he has a lot of self-control and even if he does cum early, he's able to make it up by hours of teasing you and eating you out

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

oop yeah

the usual vibrators and handcuffs

literally anything you want to try, he's down with

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

oh yeah omg

teasing is a must for brett

he is a teasing king

he could edge you for hours if he could, loving how much you beg and whine for him. they way you writhe underneath him, body trembling with ache bc you want to cum so badly

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

i can imagine not very loud, but more vocal

like we're talking dirty talk, praising, asking you to beg, chuckling

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

sub!brett would include him whining and being super pissy that he's not in control

you would love the power switch and would always say things like, "this is what you do to me," or "not so fun when it's your turn, now is it?"

would still try and fuck you, even if he's tied up lol

he would get so frustrated when you edge him though ahah

but i think overall, he would love when you're in charge - there's nothing like a woman being the boss, especially in bed

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

average and would 100% know how to use it lol

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

you know i'd day pretty high, but like i mentioned before, brett has a lot of self-control, so if you weren't in the mood, he'd never force you to do anything

plus as well, if you were in a public place and there were really no areas to go and have a sneaky fuck, he'd be able to control himself and at least wait until you got home / in the car lmao

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

i think brett is the type to stay awake for a long while after. he likes knowing that you're okay, even if you have fallen asleep

he knows that being a sub and experimenting with quite harsh kinks can be super taxing on you, so he's very patient in that respect

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[prideship-tickles]

Headcanon 6 (NSFW)

Here's a warning again, and I'll also tag it as #notsfw so you can block that if you need to!

First of all, Seto tops

Atem feels like this fact needs to be known, probably bc he knows it boosts Seto's ego for some reason

Yugi knows way too much about his brother's sex life bc Atem is an oversharer

However, Mokuba knows nothing except that Seto fucks Atem bc Seto is not as open about his "extracurricular activities"

In the bedroom, they keep things pretty vanilla

There's the occasional handcuff, but they usually keep it simple

Seto's noises are deep and guttural

He's not very loud, but Atem can tell how good it is by the intensity of the sounds

Atem, surprisingly, makes very high pitched sounds. He moans like a pornstar, but he's not faking it

He's also very loud- like, Mokuba came banging on their door one time telling them to "stop fucking around, I'm trying to sleep!"

(Seto, although very embarrassed, gave his brother a lecture on cursing the next day)

(Mokuba's response was "well if you're gonna have sex and curse, then I should be allowed to do one of those things")

(Needless to say, Seto lets him curse now)

Atem has a little spot on his lower back that when scratched gently will send a spike of pleasure straight up his spine

Seto has used this to his advantage many times

One time they were out at the mall and Seto did it and Atem had to cover his mouth with both hands to keep from moaning out loud

He attacked Seto when they got home

Seto's spot is right under his left ear

Atem kisses him there and his knees go weak... Literally. Like, he can barely stand straight

And don't let Atem suck on that spot, Seto will have no choice but to throw him against the nearest surface and kiss him senseless

He does have a little restraint, bc he won't have sex in public bathrooms or anything like that

He always waits til they're home first

But Atem makes it so hard sometimes

Atem is a tease

He'll touch Seto and whisper dirty things in his ear and wear certain things, and Seto can't help but go to town when they get home

Atem most definitely knows this

Seto is also a tease though

When they're in the car on the way to somewhere, he'll give Atem a play by play of what's gonna happen when the get back

This leaves Atem very distracted during whatever they're doing

Seto loves it, but makes sure not to do it before something important

During sex, Atem will claw at Seto's back and leave angry red lines all over his skin

Seto runs his hands through Atem's hair and pulls at it- it makes Atem moan like a whore even more

After sex, Atem is way more sensitive than usual, and Seto takes full advantage of this fact

He tickles Atem until he's literally crying, but Atem never complains

However, Seto is just as sensitive, so Atem will retaliate in the same way

Seto always lets him because it makes Atem smile, even though the feeling of being tickled to death is nearly torturous

AFTERCARE!!

Seto is so sweet to Atem afterwards, he cleans them up and then wraps Atem in the biggest fluffiest blanket they have

He plays with Atem's hair and hold him in his lap and locks their fingers together

He tells Atem how much he loves him, how beautiful he is, how amazing he is, etc.

Atem falls asleep soon after the act, because Seto always makes him hot chocolate afterwards and puts on a movie for him while they cuddle

Seto never watches the movie; he's too busy watching Atem's face

When Atem falls asleep, Seto stays awake until Atem wakes up, then pulls hin into the shower where they may or may not continue their prior activities...

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Naughty Alphabet ;o

@savnofilter , YOU HAVE UNLEASHED THE BEAST, PREPARE THYSELF FOR MINE WRITINGS. (That I hope are suitable to you lol) thanks for giving me that extra push to finally make my page!

Warnings: if you not into the naughties, get outta here before it’s too late.

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

•Will want v much to knock tf out bc you sucked all of the energy out of him, (thru his dick). But will tend to you until he is sure you are all set and good to knock out with him. (Make sure you go to the bathroom after, bring you a washcloth, help hold you up in the shower bc he fucked you so hard you couldn’t stand....) Aaaaand don’t forget the cuddles, doesn’t care how sweaty y’all are.

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

•D-UUUH, his hands!! So he can sMaCk that delectable ass, which is definitely his favorite. Grope, jiggle, poke, the possibilities are endless. But tbh he’d find a way to enjoy you just the same even without access to his arms.

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

•WOOOOOOO-EEEE, this boy don’t give a fuck about messes while having sex-it’s called doing the dirty for a reason. He’ll cum on you, make you cum on him, you won’t know what fluids belong where.

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

•Its kind of hard to pinpoint a kinky type dirty secret on him bc I’m pretty sure he’d own it. But I’m gonna go ahead and say that he secretly loves when you take the reigns. He’d do anything to make you feel good, but it’s just as fun to watch you going to town, pleasing yourself by bouncing up and down on his dick, not allowing him any access to you.

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

•HAHAHAHAHA, he was a sweet boi until he met you. But, Katsuki is a very smart boy, and will have you writhing and begging under him in no time.

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

•D D D DOOOGGGY STYLE. He wants full access to that ass. Like mentioned earlier, he likes slapping it, groping it, watching Newton’s third fucking law of motion in play (google it and learn something new). Your ass, to him is fantASStic. And I bet he likes the sound of his balls slapping against your pussy too.

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

•I can’t imagine you’d get anything more than a chuckle or two from him, and that’d probably be from how cute he thinks you are in the moment, or what a mess you are, undone by him. But if you initiated a joke or two, as it arises, I don’t think he’d mind and you might get a reaction. I really don’t think he’d appreciate it being continuous though.

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

•BAKUBUSH FOR THE WIN! Groomed bush tho, it annoys him when it’s out of control and he doesn’t like the way it feels.

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

•It might not be typical romantic, but I’m pretty positive that every time you guys do the deed, he looks at you like you are the only true thing in the world. He loves that you trust him enough and love him enough to let him be inside of you like this, that you feel he is good enough for you. Of course, the way he shows this is by fucking you mercilessly into the mattress.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

•Katsuki is whipped for you. (Though he’d never admit it). So if he doesn’t have access to you, or you are on vacation and he won’t be seeing you for a while, you can bet your bottom dollar that he’s gonna jack off if he needs to. And if he can, he’ll try to do facetime sex with you. If that’s not an option, he’ll do it in the shower to the thought of you. (Which sometimes he enjoys a lot because he can imagine whatever he wants to do to you, and how he’s gonna give it to you when he can see you again.)

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

•Ddlg!! You are daddy’s girl, (or whatever name you prefer), and you and your entire being belong to him, and he loves making you understand that, and hearing you admit it and moan it out of those pretty lips of yours.

•Another one might be you dressing up and looking nice to go somewhere. Like a fancy cocktail party, or one of the hero galas he gets invited to. You guys are always late and everyone always knows why. He loves seeing you stand tall and proud, stomping in those heels and swaying those hips, ready to stab someone’s eye out if they look at you wrong.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

•E V E R Y W H E R E.

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

•Anything that has to do with you. But the number one way to get him riled up is to play with him. Like playing dumb and dropping something in front of him, or “accidentally” brushing against his dick when you stand up, stuff like that. And playing hard to get.

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

•He won’t share you, or himself with anyone else, so no threesomes or anything like that. He needs to have you all to himself.

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

•I’m gonna say it’s an even split between the two. Either way, he wins. He gets to see you wiggle and unwind by his doing, getting himself worked up in the process, or just being straight up blessed every time you decide to go down on him in return. But he really does love just watching the way you react, in either scenario.

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

•Will almost always want and do it fast and rough, but if you’re in need of some tender love, he’ll give it to you slow and sensual. Which will probably drive you nuts and it’ll eventually end up fast and hard anyways.

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

•He’d rather have proper sex because it’s more fun, but he’ll take what he can get, just to be with you. Quickies happen more often when you guys are out and about and he really needs a piece of you.

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

•Bakuboi is a good boi, he doesn’t like breaking rules. So when it comes to doing it in public, it has to be in a place where no ones is gonna catch you guys. (Though he doesn’t really mind the thought of someone catching him giving it to you, cuz no one else can.) As for sexy time introductions of new ideas and toys? To me, he’s a “if it ain’t broke don’t fix it” type of guy, but if you want to try something he’s willing to do, he’ll do it.

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

•I really think that for any human being, it depends on what kind of mood/day they’ve had. But for a good day? Hours. A really good day? You won’t be able to walk tomorrow.

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

•Nah, he’s fully confident he can give you all the pleasure you need by himself. He has to be the best after all.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

•Bring some tissues bc he’ll drive you to crying for release.

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

•Katsuki has them sexy grunts, the deep rumble growls that come from his chest, and the occasional curse word. If you guys are on the younger side, I wouldn’t be surprised if his voice cracked as he came.

W = Wild Card (Get a random head-canon for the character of your choice)

•If you got angry with him and denied him sex for a while, he will once again convert into Lord Explosion Murder Guy. He will be on the war path, probably throw himself into work to forget about how fucking horny he is, and everybody should keep at least five feet of distance from him at all times. He probably won’t even be able to relieve himself because he’s so angry he’s scared he’ll blow his dick off.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

•I don’t think he’s the longest cucumber in the patch, definitely above average but not a horse. But he got that girth. Even if you’ve tossed around your share of cucumbers, I’m pretty sure you’re going to have to work up to fit around him.

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

•....It gets lower as he gets older, but set aside a private fund between you two for condoms.

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

•I firmly believe that he is actually a perpetually sleepy boi, he will knock tf as soon as you are ready to do so with him.

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A/N: I’m not always this ‘silly’ but this is my first post and it’s the way I preferred to do something like this. Please feel free to send in requests and asks and comments and what not, just be patient with me! I hope the format wasn’t confusing, I’ve never used the text posts on tumblr so I don’t know all of the features yet, otherwise I would have added a cut.