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hypocriticaltypwriter · 8 months

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MORE FOR THAT ✨A Unique Self Ship Ask Game With Unique Questions!✨

Because I love when my wife rants and I love learning more about their silly and adorable relationship ((both Donnie and the vampy bois🤭))

1. Everyone always asks about the first kiss. What about your first make-out session?

3. What was your SECOND date like? Was it an improvement on the first in some way?

6. What kinds of kisses does your F/O give you? What kinds of kisses do you give your F/O?

((I don’t remember if i added this question in the first one but I’m gonna add it here just to make sure kdkdkjde))

9. What's your F/O's favorite cuddling position? Yours?

MJ OUT HERE BEING THE BEST WIFEY LETTING ME RAMBLE ABOUT MY BBGIRLS 🥺🥺🫰🏻🫰🏻🫰🏻💜💜💜

⚠️Warning! Spicy content in the first question! (No NSFW) You've been warned... 👀🔥⚠️

1. Everyone always asks about the first kiss. What about your first make-out session?

OK but let's be honest here... When are these boys NOT looking for an excuse or place to make-out??? 🙃😏

LMAO but on a fr note 👏 the first time any of the boys actually got all smoochy with Chrysta was out of pure spite.

Marko and Paul had gotten into a stupid hissy fit over which of their bikes Chrysta was gonna ride home on. It got to a point David had stepped in to tell them to act like the dumbass adults they were or she'd riding home with him.

Yeah... They didn't like that.

The blondes were already at each other's throats for most of the night, even with Chrysta squished between them with her arms linked with each of theirs, leading them around the Boardwalk happily (and obliviously. 🤭)

So, it wasn't until later into the night when Paul decided to get all hot and bothered near one of those mini photo booths after Chrysta had mustered up her best puppy-dog-eyes and asked Marko to go get her some ice cream.

Paul really wanted to get on his buddy's nerves, apparently. He wanted to make Chrysta a sight that'd get his curly-haired friend baring his fangs in jealousy. Legit went down like this:

"Oh! When Marko gets back, can we go on the ferris wheel, Paulie? Pretty plea-AEEK-!" *gets dragged into the photo booth*

By the time Marko got back, he saw Paul cooly walk out of the booth with the smuggest side-eye, quickly followed by a VERY flustered Chrysta.

You know in the cartoons when they get covered in kisses and have that lazy dopey love-drunk look on their face, hair and close all unkempt and crazy, and sunglasses crooked, and they walk around all dazed and in a dream-like state, unable to stand straight?

That was Chrysta.

She also drove home with David that night. :/

3. What was your SECOND date like? Was it an improvement on the first in some way?

So, given her true first date was probably the night she even met the boys (which was just a cruise around the boardwalk and beach on the back of David's bike.) The actual/official second date was a movie night at Chrysta's house (the first time ever invited them in too 👀) in her attic bedroom.

She rented Fright Night (OH THE IRONY CHERRY), and they all got an excuse to get snuggly with her and let her cling onto them when she got scared. She was whining and complaining the whole time how they didn't even flinch at any scares or the twists!

... They're exscuse was that they've just seen it too many times. 🤭😏

6. What kinds of kisses does your F/O give you? What kinds of kisses do you give your F/O?

David is probably first (or at least comes into a hot second) when it comes to being one to kiss Chrysta the most. Wether it be a little peck on the lips after she comes running over to him perched on his bike, asking for a couple dollars so she can go buy a sweet or pretty jewelry.

Or a slow, passionate kiss to show her off and who she belongs to if he sees people staring at her just a little too long for his liking. 🫣🙈

Marko is probably more touchy than he is kissy, but he isn't gonna deny his angel-face from a little kiss here and there if she's just being too cute - he can't help it! Especially when he picks on her enough to see her pout her lips out - he just has to steal a quick peck. 🥺

Or he gives her some chaste kisses to her shoulder or cheek from behind her if they're sat and doing nothing for too long and he just wants to start shit. 🙄

Dwayne’s a guy who does not PLAY when it comes to kisses. Either go big or go home. 🫠🫡

And he also doesn't do them as constantly as the other Boys do, so much so when Chrysta wants a good kiss before she's taken back home for the night, she usually just stands in front of him, her lips pursed and her index finger tapping against them. Waiting patiently for when he leans his head down just a little, a hand reaching to the back of her head and one sneaking into the back pocket of her jeans to tug her closer.

And oh MY HEAVENS IF YOU THINK PAULS MAKE-OUTS MAKE THIS GIRL A PUDDLE-

She's literally sneaking back into her room through her window giggling and twirling her hair, all in a tizzy with her cherry-favlored lipgloss smeared at the corner of her lips and chin. 💀💀

And fighting David for the most often smooches with Cherri is probably Paul. Without a doubt there isn't a second in the night when he isn't trynna do something to get kiss as a reward. Winning her gifts, buying her jewelry or clothes, spoiling the ever loving guts out of his Dime-Piece so he can get that feeling of her lips against his for just a little longer. 🫠🤤

And sometimes, he gets way too impatient to wait for the kisses to just come to him and takes matters into his hands. It's become normal/second nature to the curly-haired brunette to feel Paul just come up behind her and start leaving a few kisses on her neck or pout against the back of her ear, making huffing noises till she's finished talking to whoeever so he can snatch up a little smoochy.

TBH she probably learned the nature from Paul himself when it comes to getting kisses from Dwayne LMAO

9. What's your F/O's favorite cuddling position? Yours?

Given the boys sleep in rafters upside down, snuggles are rare. Even when they decide to bunk with Chrysta in her bed at her home, Marko and Paul are usually the only ones who are willing to take up the offer and gladly (+ literally) jump into her bed and spoon her.

But those rare days, when the summer chill runs through Santa Carla, and it's enough to irk they're cold undead bodies, they don't mind a cuddle puddle with they're own personal heater girlfriend.

Davids usually the one who has her laying facing him, her face buried into his neck, a leg lazily thrown atop his torso, or vice versa. Dwayne lays behind her, arms snuggled around her waist and face hidden away in his hair and her back. Marko lays squished between David and Chrysta's abdomens, arms wrapped around her hips below Dwayne’s and his face hidden into her stomach, resting against the soft chub on her tummy as his own (and favorite) little cushion. Paul lays at her legs, his body wrapped around them like a koala and his head rested on her rear.

It only takes about thirty minutes before Chrysta tries to pry all the cold bodies off of her feverish one... Pray for her these fuckers sleep like the DEAD. 🙏

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THANK YOU MJ I ALWAYS GET SO GIDDY WHEN YOU POP INTO MY ASK BOX

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hypocriticalspicewrites · 18 days

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David isn't very vocal during sex- not like moaning and whining, absolutely not. He would never be caught dead moaning or begging... And yet who knows.. Maybe that'll change..👀

But he does grunt and sigh a lot! Sometimes he groans if he gets way into it. I have a personal headcanon that on the RAREST occasions he'll mumble and ramble under his breath if he gets pussy/cock-drunk.

Dwayne grunts a lot. A LOT. He also pants into your ear or neck, you might be able to hear it over his constant growling. He is also a groaner, maybe he'll moan if he's close to cumming, or edging himself.

Paul is the loudest hands down. He's whining, moaning, groaning, sighing, talking, all of it. He has no shame in letting his voice resonate through the cave when he's dicking you down or getting dicked down. He's also saying stuff like 'you like that?' 'Fuck yeah baby just like that doin so good' all that jazz.

Marko is a good 50/50. He's also a talker mostly like Paul, he rambles a lot when he's pussy/cock-drunk, mostly in Italian, but he also groans a lot and growls. He usually starts moaning if he's receiving or cumming- he's also a big whiner/moaner if David ever wants him to be. 😏💦

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hypocriticalspicewrites · 3 months

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I either need to be sandwiched between Marko and Paul or Dwayne and David and no I don't want therapy I want vampire boyfriends

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hypocriticalspicewrites · 3 months

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Gonna ride that mf so good like he's been impaled

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hypocriticalspicewrites · 3 months

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Pairing: Dwayne, Chrysta, [Self Insert]

Warnings: ⚠️NSFW ahead!⚠️ Minors DNI

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Notes: Yall this is my first ever full blown smut drabble so please don't judge me if it's bad 😭

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Dwayne was an animal. Dwayne was a predator.

He uses that dark and mysterious demeanor to all but pull you in. He tempts you with sweet nothings and gentle, shy touches just to lure you into his claws. He acts like a creature, calling you in with cries of heartache and longing. And once he finally has you in too deep, he makes sure you can't get out.

He keeps his teeth buried into your pure flesh, taints it with his crimson stained teeth. His jaw tight around your neck, like a wolf shaking out what life is left in a cornered doe struggling with all the strength in can as to hope to escape without a mark. But Dwayne always leaves a mark. He'd be sure of it.

He growled, low and guttural, feeling it course and ripple across the hot flesh clad against his frigid temperature. Her chest rising and falling pressed against his with those, weak little breaths as she found her lungs caving with the weight atop her and the overall way he just ripped the air directly from her lungs with each rut of his hips clashing roughly with her own.

Chrysta could all but lay there, hands clawing desperately at his dewy skin, leaving imprints of nails carved across his arms and streaked lines down his back. Her legs parted so far out they'd started to ache and grow sore, trembling virgously as they tried to stay coiled around his hips, but his fast, animalistic thrusts left her body unable to keep up. Her mouth opened with nothing, my strings of slurred praises and his name echoing of the caverns of his nest.

It wreaked of sex. The dampness in the air quelling with the ocean just outside and the heat emanating from the small space could have left a haze in the ruins of the hotel.

His eyes stayed trained in her the whole time- even when she couldn't keep her own on him, screwed shut off in her own world of euphoria, a few flutters of her lashes indicating when his dick had stroked that spot that made her eyes roll into the back of her head and her spine curve.

His cock pumped in and out of her needy slit at a verocity that was enough to make any woman cry, filling her walls and leaving no part of her aching cunt untouched by his thick length. Her warmth pulled him in like a temptress, a yearning to feel it over and over again whenever he'd pulled out and quickly plunge back in. He could feel that tension in him that was about to burst- yet he all but tortured himself, edging his body to keep this moment going, and wished it could last so much longer than it already had. His cock twitched and throbbed it almost hurt. Enough Chrysta could hear hisses between grinded teeth and a few harsh quiet 'fuck..' Uttered out whenever her cunt clamped pathetically around his length slowly easing him back into her vice hold on him.

His strained thighs were glossy with her arousal painted across his lower half, her inner-thighs not looking any better whilst he fucked her into an incomprehensible haze, watching the way her wetness just spilled along his veined dick, feeling that pulsing ache in his body knowing it was all because of him.

"Look how fuckin' tight n' wet you are for me." He purred into her ear, hearing her whimper and that flutter of goosebumps crawling across her skin. His thick eyelashes kissed at her jaw, his faint stubble itching across her neck. Any touch that wasn't the feeling of his dick pounding away at her pussy was heightened, making her flinch slightly and her hips that where still held down by his large hands jolt.

He didn't need to hear anything but her moans fill his cavern and his head, like a lulling siren song he'd never ever refuse to hear night after night, wether it were himself eliciting the vocals from her, or one of his other mates. He could hear her thoughts, read those words repeating through her mind. 'More, more, more, more.' And he was willing to give her everything she requested- even if it was the entire world.

One of his hands left her hip, that dark imprint of his hand and splotched bruises of his fingertips caused that stir in him again. His rough palm slowly caressed up toward her stomach, that slight bulge being the swollen head of his cock rolling up and down with each rough thrust. His palm rested atop of it, pressing down firmly enough to watch her stomach compress and a strained breath to escape her mouth- followed by a wanton sob as her hips jolted against him, her back arching.

"Oh, precious.." He cooed, her brain too melted enough to know if it was spoken with true adoration or mocking. His hand continued it's journey or gliding up her body, resting in between her breasts across her sternum. That heavy thumping of her heart nearly pounding out of her ribcage to leap into his hand nearly broke all restrain he had in that moment. He could feel his thick digits curling around the back of her neck, propping her head up with his wrist before he leeched onto her, lips finding her own in a messy kiss of tongue and saliva.

Her moans and whines were swallowed into his mouth, only breaking free when he'd parted just enough to crane his head to a better position or to the other side. That taste of blood invaded her mouth as his tongue languidly entered her mouth, fangs pricking at her bottom lip which he hastily lapped at any blood oozing from his marks.

He could feel her go frigid for a moment, a strangled gasp heaving from her chest as he only parted the kiss for a moment, a tendril of saliva connecting their lips.

"Dwayne." She urged, her voice getting to that higher vocal he was all too familiar with. Her cunt tightened enough it almost made her have to slow down his quick pace as though afraid to break her.

"I know baby." He responded, a grunt and hiss following. "I'll get you there." He promised, thumb tracing circles into her jaw as his head resided into the crook of her neck. He guided his knees underneath her ass, propping her up just a bit against his hips till his dick could go as far as it could inside her, folding her over just a bit while propping her legs up along his hips.

He was about ready to break her. That inhuman energy and vampiric stamina had him bucking his hips so hard it made her body bounce, unable to keep her still underneath him. Her moans increased in pitch and became frequent as he urged her into an orgasm.

"Gonna cum for me, Dollface?" He smirked, a growl purrs from his throat, pressing needy kisses into her neck, feeling her pulse throb against his lips. "Fuck... You're just about ready to pop, aren't you?" He grunted as her cunt milked his length, urging him to just spill that building want into her, to pump his hot cum into her needy slit.

"Dwayne!" She choked out, her hands that were clawing at the sheets above her head finding his hair, tangling her fingers into his long dark tresses as her legs locked around his hips. Her vision started to go white, and her mind blanked, chanting his name as though it's the only thing her brain could comprehend.

He purred, eyes fluttering shut, ache pulsing through his dick now becoming unbearable, to a point one tear escaped from his earthy eyes, streaking down his face and falling onto her collarbone.

He used his unoccupied hand to finally tease her opening, his touch nearly featherlike as his middle-finger rubbed soft circles into the bud of her clit, watching her eyes snap open only to roll into the back of her head, back arching so hard he had to use his own weight to ease her down as a wanton moan falls out of her throat.

Her orgasm washed over her like hot fire, watching her essence pool out of her slit still stuffed with him inside. He gave one final rut of his hips before swiftly pulling out with a growl. Spurts of hot cum fall in ropes across her stomach, glistening in the dim candlelight with an inhuman glittery hue.

He pants heavily with breaths he doesn't even need. His breath fanning across her neck as he takes a moment to let her collect herself, her fingers still ripping at his dark hair. Not that he minded the pain.

"You doing okay, Chrysta?" He asked, his voice slightly husky as he brought his hand from her head, letting it back back into the pillows beneath her, and gentle took her wrists with and removed both her hands from his hair. "Still awake?" He had a wolfish grin you could almost hear as he said it.

"Mhm." She hummed softly, her hands weakly falling back against her chest. She looked rather dazed, her eyes heavy with exhaustion and glazed over with a bliss as she still tried to reform her brain fucked into putty.

He chuckled, throaty and it made her body shake a bit. He propped himself onto his elbows, grabbing at the discarded sheets hanging off the bed and bringing them over to her figure underneath him.

He wiped off his seed oozing off her stomach down her hips, leaving a sparkly residue imprinted in her skin that she now thinks won't be coming out anytime soon. He also took the time to clean her up between her thighs, being as gentle as possible running the cool soft fabric across her sensitive cunt, making her heart flutter just a bit. He then brings it to his dick, cleaning off the concoction of their mixed fluids off his length, then merely tossing the sheet aside and easing himself back on top of her.

He rests his head atop her bare breasts, stroking his thumb across the underside of one before cupping if gently and placing a few stray kisses along the plush fat in his hand.

She sighed softly, running her hand through his hair which earned her a deep groan, his weight going lax on top of her, his other arm creeping under her back and wrapping around her. He didn't need to rest, yet something about having her in his arms after a fuck session like that made it hard not to relax.

"I'll take you home later, 'kay? Don't want to share tonight." He stated bluntly, his voice barely even above a whisper muffled against her skin. He felt a small giggling emit from her, making her chest shift. He could feel her playing with his hair, shifting a few strands into a braid.

"Yeah? I don't mind." She answered sweetly. "I just need a minute." She hummed, earning one back from Dwayne. She stops her braiding, simply running her fingers through his thick brown locks, looking up at the cavern ceiling, staring at nothing specific, just lost in thought.

"Hey, Dwayne?"

"Hm?"

"I love you."

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hypocriticalspicewrites · 4 months

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Thinking about how in the Lost Boys they're blood is literally glittery and it's all I can think about sometimes.

Like... I could you imagine if other parts of them are sparkly???? [Cause I do. Everyday all the ti]

Blood, tears, sweat, saliva, you know and... *clears throat awkwardly*... Other things... 👁👁

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hypocriticalspicewrites · 18 days

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you know,

I think if David just slapped my pussy till I was crying and spit on it while saying it was all his I'd be a lot less annoying to be around 🫠

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hypocriticalspicewrites · 4 months

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🩷🖤🩷 [NSFW mentioned ahead! DavidxSelfInsert🖤🩷🖤

David, who is a man known to be very sadistic and almost cruel during sex. Very rough and passionate for the couple of minutes he has his prey underneath him. He can go far enough that one wouldn't be able to tell if he's biting your neck to induce pleasure or to rip out your jugular before it's too late.

David, who finally had his pretty caged between his arms after chasing her all night around the cave, trapping her in the own safety of her nest, making sure she knew that she couldn't go anywhere to outrun or hide from him.

David, who slowly heard her giggles deafen as he nipped at her neck, and licked a glittery trail of saliva across her collarbone, only her lulling heartbeat filling the silence in the back of his mind as it slowly started to race.

David, who quickly gave into the lust nestled in his undead chest as his fingers digging into plush flesh slowly clawed their way up toward her stomach, creeping beneath the hem of her shirt, hearing her heart all but quicken in what he thought was excitement.

David, who thought he'd have her a crying and hot mess beneath his body in only a few anticipated and impatient minutes, but as he continued to leave a trail of hickeys and abused skin across her shoulder, he stopped at a sound.

A whimper.

A shakey exhale.

A sob.

It didn't take long for his lips to leave her warm skin, prying his head away from where it had nestled into the crane of her neck. He pulled back just a bit he could stay close to her face, but somehow, far enough, he still wanted to admire his handiwork already made on her. But his eyes were quick to not focus on that and more on the big glassy eyes and trembling lip scrunched up on her face.

David's brows raised, tilting his head just a bit as he gave a pointed look. She could tell his clicked his tongue over the roof of his mouth behind his slightly pursed lips.

She didn't know what else to do but hide. It's what she did best. Bringing her arms up to her face and hiding her face away and behind the folded limbs, her body almost curled defensively. "M'sorry..."

David was silent the whole time, watching her chest heave with a sharp weep. He shifted into a more upright position, a deep sigh escaping through his nose.

"No, come here." He spoke as though to demand her, but his voice was quiet, and his touch was gentle as he brought his hands to each of her wrists, pulling them away from her face so she was left vulnerable to his eyes, watching each tear that rolled down her cheeks, and every quiver of her bottom lip. "Look at me."

"I'm sorry." She repeated again, still having her arms held down by David's. "I'm nervous." She confessed- not wanting to waste time of giving him an answer he didn't want. He'd search her mind for it even if she protested.

He didn't answer yet, still watching her. An unreadable train of thought behind his narrowed gaze, his eyes not blinking, open enough she could see the candlelight flickering off the reflection in them.

"I just don't want to disappoint you if I'm not going fast enough... Or hard enough. I don't want you to get mad at me if I can't keep up." She felt so embarrassed at how he could easily get her to spill everything on her mind without having to do anything but look at her. How easy he could make her lay every though trouble her out in the table before him to examine. Read her like the words of a book were carved onto her flesh.

He slowly brought a hand up to the side of her face, leaning into close, so his weight was leaning atop her ever so slightly. His knuckle gently stroked underneath her eye, wiping away a stream that tears continued to leak from, feeling the warm liquid trickle down his finger.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked, his tone not at all matching his facial expression in that moment.

She looked at him for a second, lips parting fir a second, but finding it hard to soeak, hesitating a bit- and he didn't like that. The pointed look quickly returned, his head tilting enough this time his forehead rested against her own. He wanted a yes or no. And he wanted it for her - not for him. A genuine yes she wanted to continue, and to not please him. Or a no, she didn't want to, and not to him an answer to hear.

"No, I want to keep going." She confirmed, giving him a nod. "But... Do you?"

"I'm not about to pity fuck you, Chrissie." His voice wasn't exactly harsh, but it made her feel like shrinking into herself just a bit. "I'm going to fuck you like the thing you are to me. My mate." He took her chin between his fingers, training her gaze back to him. "And do you know what that means?"

Almost ashamed, she shook her head slightly, his pointer finger stroking the underside of her chin, like trying to calm a wild cat.

"It means I'm your mate as much as you're mine. I never have, and never will be disappointed or feel unfulfilled by your body. I'm not going to get mad at you for giving me the opportunity to please you. Understand?"

He spoke to her like he was scolding her for having such a train of thought, like it was complete insanity to think she wasn't enough to fulfill the deep dark need in him. But a look of satisfaction crossed his face when she gave a small nod, his hand dropping from her chin down to her hip where his other still stayed.

"Do you want me to start off gentle?" He asked, lifting himself to look over her just a bit, feeling that need start to throb in his chest again, replacing something akin to a heartbeat he once had, seeing her underneath him was a sight he'd never get tired of seeing every night.

"Only a little bit." She answered quietly, placing with the buttons on her lacey blouse. The sight reminded him of something like a child being caught in a lie and having to admit their faults. It made a grin quirk on the edge if his lips.

"Just make sure to tell me that next time, okay?" He leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead, feeling the tickle of her brunette bangs against his lips as he pulled away, hearing a soft little 'okay' back.

David, a man who, if asked nicely, will be gentle.

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hypocriticalspicewrites · 5 months

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Theyre just cuddling...~🤭

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hypocriticalspicewrites · 27 days

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Paul giving Chrysta titty piercings being the only thing I've thought ab today:

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hypocriticalspicewrites · 3 months

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Thinking about makin' taglists for my next few The Lost Boys oneshots! Who would like to be on them? ✋️ They will be smut pieces so please don't feel pressured to be added if that isn't your cup of tea!

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hypocriticalspicewrites · 3 months

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What is aftercare like with each of the boys?✨🌚

MJ~💕

Teehee~ Heyyyy Wifeyyy 😚🩷🩷 Tysm for the juicy ask! 👀💦 I'm happy to give an answer.

The Boys and After Care?

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Aftercare isn't David's forte- if you want it to be very intimate at least. The most Chrysta would get is some sheets or a towel tossed to her to clean up and some clothes, either his own or hers if he hadn't ripped them apart yet. 👀 He's really rough so he's asking her the usual afterwards. "Are you okay?" "Nothing hurts too bad, yeah?" "Felling fine?" Etc. The few times he's accidentally gone a little too hard on Chrysta while she was still human and made her black out was the times he was more gentle after, but other than that he leaves her to take care of herself post-sex haze. So it's not very romantic or intimate, but he's probably the more attentive with it and her and the boys comfort afterwards.

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Dwayne comes in a hot second for being very good with aftercare. He's making sure Chrysta is comfortable, if she needs anything, cleaning her and himself up while telling her how good she was for him or simple sweet nothings while carrying her off to her nest or to his own for the night. It's like two different sides of him- first he's super intimidating and making sure he leaves her unable to stand or see straight, then he's asking if she's hungry or needs a shower. He's very physical and intimate through it all as well, rubbing her shoulders or hips comfortingly, leaving kisses anywhere he possibly can. He's just 🩷🩷🩷🩷💦💦💦💦 DADDY DWAYNE

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THE KING OF AFTERCARE RIGHT HERE 🙌 Paul is probably the best out of each the boys when it comes to taking care of their Pretty. He's already up and finding her some clothes to wear [always something of his after sex never hers.] Tossing her a blanket or pillow to use- even if it's not in the best condition. Asking her for any song request, and if he has any, he'll give her some snacks 'that isn't him.' He'll also give her something to clean herself up with, but won't let her do it, he'd rather take care of it. He loves making her or his boys feel pampered after a rough and or crazy session with him, it's the least he can do for his lovers. And then after it's all taken care of, on the rarest of nights when he isn't riled up for a hunt, he's snuggling up for some pillow talk and sweet nothings.

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Marko is kind of... Split. Is he very caring and gentle afterwards? Yes! He won't admit how much of a softy he is after he gets all his energy ran through. He's just not the best at cleaning up his mess afterwards is all... He'll usually follow Chrysta around like a lost puppy afterwards, checking up on her, asking if she needs any help getting cleaned up, sometimes he's seeking some words if he performed well enough or if he made her feel good.🥺 He's also like Paul when it comes to clothes- she has to wear something of his if she thinks she's gonna start walking around the cave after he'd marked her. He's also not against the ides of just laying in his nest for a while just enjoying one another and some pillow talk till she'd doze off.🧡

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okay, asks for TLB and Tasmintello

Preferred body part? 👀

Favorite position? 😏 (cuddles or otherwise)

Favorite place to be kissed in? 😘 (living room, kitchen, closet?)

The worst baby fever has ever gotten? 🤧 (what year/day/month/season is baby fever at its highest?)

🩷🖤🩷 [Gonna answer this one with TLB and make a separate post for Tamsitello~ just so the tagging is easier 🤭 also small mention of abuse warning! ⚠️]

Favorite Body part? 👀

[David and Chrysta]

David loves Chrysta's eyes. It's the first thing that drew him in the first time he ever saw her, and probably the first thing he fell in love with.

He loves how expressive they can be, and how they completely give away whatever she's thinking about or what feelings she's hiding.

How big and glassy they are when she's feeling playful and peeking over Dwayne’s shoulder, or soft and tender when she's sleepy and he's the first face she wakes up to.

Or the way they look under her wet lashes when he has her in tears of overstimulation, and when they roll back into her head when he fucks her in just the right places. 👀

[Dwayne and Chrysta]

Dwayne loves everything on this woman. I believe Dwayne just couldn't pick if you asked, there's nothing he doesn't feel like praising on Chrysta's body.

He likes the chubbier parts in her, like her thighs, ass, tummy, hips, etc. Especially when she starts having kids or when she stopped being so worried about keeping up some slim figure to keep up with the latest fashion trend.

There's no part he doesn't want to leave untouched, pinched, squeezed, kissed, licked, all of it.

[Paul and Chrysta]

Paul adores Chrysta's hands. They're the softest thing he's ever felt, and in an mortal life before when the only womanly hands that ever touched him were to strike him across the face or hit him... But to have a girl of his own who touches him only ever to make him feel safe and feel good, he just turns into putty.

He loves how she seems to just have a habit of tracing or fidgeting with him or the other boys hands, and he likes the feeling of her twisting and playing with some of his rings, or her fingers tangled in his hair, braiding it or just combing her hands through it.

He also loves it when she claws at his back during sex, leading a long trail of red lines starting at his lower back all the way up to his shoulder blades. Or if she pulls his hair when he's eating her out like a man starved.

[Marko and Chrysta]

Marko is a tits man 100%. And he looves his angel's boobs to such a high degree she could wear the baggiest clothes known to man and he'd still say "nice tits bella." 👏

it might not even just be Chrysta's boobs that he likes, but he just loves her chest area in general. Like when she was still human, he loved fucking her hard enough to watch her breath hard and heavy, her chest heaving with labored breaths.

He'd sometimes even just rest his head against her chest (when he decides to have her fully faced during sex) while railing her to hear her heart beating so fast he thought it'd explode if he didn't calm down a bit. Or after finishing things up he'd just keep his head buried in between her breasts, waiting till her heart calmed down enough he felt he could start cleaning things up a little bit.

Favorite position? 😏

[David and Chrysta]

I know a lot of people believe David likes being in charge/on top if not all the time, most of the time. But I think he's a low key sucker for riding. Sure it takes a little convincing (begging) but once he's hooked on the idea, you ain't backing down.

He loves having a smoke while his little lady puts on a show for him, pleasuring herself on him while he sits back and watches.... Of course he's still in charge of what's going on at all times. (Sometimes he'll give a little buck of his hips to get a reaction.)

[Dwayne and Chrysta]

Not exactly sure about the name of the position, but Dwayne likes super sleepy sex in the morning. [er- well- sunset maybe??? I'd assume that's when they start waking up.] So it's usually with both on their side and Chrysta's back to his chest.

He likes whispering sleepy, slurred sweet nothings into her ear while she moans and whines his name softly. It's a nice little way to wake up for a night! And don't tell anyone, but a little part if him likes the jealous glares he gets from the other boys when they can smell him all over Cherri. 🤭

[Paul and Chrysta]

Uh... Don't think it counts as a position or not but adding to Paul's public/humiliation kink, he likes it when he can 'take' Chrysta on his bike. 'A ride for two' he likes to call it.

It's usually with her facing him on his bike with her straddled on his hips while he rests his head on her shoulder so he can keep his eyes on the road. He likes to be brat sometime and he'll swerve a little, or pop a wheelie/do some trick that makes her squeal and scold him.

[This woman is MAD to think she can go a night wearing a mini skirt without driving home with Paul on her heels the whole night]

[Marko and Chrysta]

Marko's go to is doggy, or any postion they'd end up in after some wrestling/play fighting and she finally gives in. But it's mostly him taking her from the back.

He likes how even if he's the smaller of the guys (uh- stature wise com on now 👁👁) he likes how much he looms over or envelopes Chrysta's underneath him, and can glide his hands down her arms, intertwining his fingers between her knuckles gripping at the sheets.

Favorite place to be kissed in? 😘

Anywhere and everywhere. 😶

The worst the baby fever has ever gotten? 🤧

Literally right after Anastasia was born. These boys were just itching to get her pregnant again, all fighting for who would be the next to get a little bundle of fangs from their baby mama.

So I'd say around late January, early Febuary was when it hit pretty hard? [Annie was born December 19th.] Spring fever amiright??

It was literally a Sunday, which Chrysta goes to the Emersons once a week to clean some laundry or take a shower, bathe Annie, get some parenting advice from Lucy, etc. And the second she stepped back into the cave, it was like a moth to a flame. I am not joking when I say she was SPRINTING away from from four vampires, with a baby on in her arms while screaming, "NO MORE BABIES TILL WE GET A WEDDING DATE PLANNED!!"

And most of the babies were the outcome of a nasty case of baby fever- especially Dwayne... My girl couldn't walk straight for the first few weeks. ✊️😔

🖤🩷🖤 TYSM for the ask, lovely anon! I hope I answered and gave enough info! (or too much 😬) stay tuned for part two with Donnie~ 👀🤭 💜💜

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Questions for fruitbats🦇🍒

Where on the guy’s body is most sensitive to the touch, it leaves them in a hot mess👀

What is something so small chrysta does, it just turns them on and just wanna go at it with her, right then and there👁️👁️

Out of all the guys, who tends to be more vocal in bed?😏

And who’s is more romantic in bed with their girl?🤭

-MJ~💖

MJ IM GONNA JUMP YOU AND KISS YOU PASSIONATELY YOU AND LAV ARE MY BAES WHEN IT COMES TO FILLING MY ASKBOX I LOVE YOU BOTH SM 🩷🩷🩷🩷 yall got my back ✨️🤞

Gonna answer each question with one of the boys~ 🤭

Were gonna start this one off strong daddy- I MEAN David... with your question, what body part is the most sensitive to touch? 👀

I've said before, David's hands are quite a weak point if you want to get him all quiet and shy [which is him just staring at you like he'd kill you but-] But there's one specific part or two on his body that if it's touched in some way that'd get you a pretty happy vampire~

David doesn't really melt, or get all moany and whiney- never in a million years will he be caught dead like that. But Chrysta gets a lot of grunting and the broken armrest of a chair if she teases at a really sensitive veins, especially one creeping down his v-line to his dick. Wether that be trailing her finger across it, or licking it, it drives him crazy. It takes about 0.01 seconds before he has her bent over a couch fucking her till her brain is sap.🩷🦇

Simple day to day turn on?

Anytime Chrysta is on him... Literally. Any. Time.

She's just hugging his arm? Horny. Arms around his neck? Horny. Hugging him? Showing wholesome, pure innocent love and adoration?

... Horny.

Especially when she asks him to take her riding for practice as she's sitting at the front of his bike, she does this little shimmy up real close so her ass is tight pressed against his groin. Wether she does it on purpose or completely no intention, who knows? All Marko knows is he's PRAYING she can't feel his erection in his jeans when she does it.

Loudest in bed?

That'd be Pauly here- Marko being a hot second with his pussy-drunk rambles. He is NOT a quiet lover with Chrysta or the other boys. He is moaning, groaning, talking, whining, giggling, all of it. He can't help it when Chrysta likes pulling his hair, nipping and biting or choking him a little bit- it makes him even more riled up with how nervous she is about it too.

He wants to be sure EVERYONE in that cave knows how good his mates are making him feel, or vice versa, this vampire has little to no shame in that.

Most romantic?

Dwayne takes the throne for this one. ✨️👑

Well, during sex he's pretty rough and quiet, but afterwards, he's a big teddy bear. 🥺

He's kissing Chrysta's face to wake her up, petting her hair and whispering sweet words and praises while making sure to touch and kiss any bruises or bites left over. He also makes sure she's all clean and comfy, checking on her the whole time while settling down for bed or just some post pillow talk and snuggles. 🩷

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