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scoonsalicious · 1 month

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3.1 Bucky

Summary: Lily McIntyre, trainer for new SHIELD recruits at the Avengers Tower, has been in love with her best friend, Bucky Barnes, from the moment she met him. She's been content with her role of the #1 girl in Bucky's life, even if it means she has to sabotage a romantic relationship or two. It'll be worth it when he realizes that they're meant for each other, right? There's just one small problem: Lily McIntire never expected Bucky Barnes to fall for You.

Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language, mentions of sex, toxic plants (it's Lily, guys; Lilies are toxic)

Word Count: 929

Previously On...: You and Bucky were amazing together <3

A/N: The morning after.

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Around mid-morning, Bucky came walking back into the common room of the Compound, a spring in his step and whistling an old Big Band tune. He made his way over to the kitchen, opening up the refrigerator and grabbing himself a bottle of orange juice.

“Well, well, well,” Sam sniggered from where he sat at the dining table, eating a bowl of cereal, with Steve at his left. “Look who’s just waltzing home in yesterday’s clothes after being out all night. James Buchanan Barnes, are you doing the Walk of Shame?”

Bucky took a swig of juice and smiled at his two friends. “Not sure what that is, exactly, Big Bird, but I can promise you that I am feeling no shame right now.”

Sam and Steve exchanged a look of surprise. “Last night’s clothes? A smile on your face? No sarcastic comeback? Why, Steve, I do believe our grumpy little friend got himself laid last night!”

Bucky grinned; he couldn’t even be bothered to be irritated by Sam’s sass this morning, he was still riding the high of last night and early this morning. “Guys,” he said, coming to sit down on Sam’s other side at the table, “Major is amazing. She’s smart, she’s funny, she kicks actual ass. I’ve never met a girl like her before. I think this could really be something.”

Steve offered his friend a gentle smile. “Buck,” he said, “I’m happy for you. I really am, but don’t go rushing into anything, okay? You’ve only just met the girl. Just because you slept together once doesn’t mean you have to fall in love right away.”

“Six, Steve,” Bucky said proudly.

“Huh?”

“I had sex with her six times between bringing her home last night and leaving her place this morning.” Bucky flushed at the memory of the past several hours– in Major’s bed (three times), on the washing machine while his clothes were going through, against the railing of her balcony as the sun rose, and again in the shower. Hell– he wasn’t even counting what happened on the living room floor.

“You damn, dirty dog!” Sam said appreciatively, giving Bucky a playful punch on the shoulder. “Congrats, my man! I didn’t know you had it in you!”

Bucky ducked his head down in pleased embarrassment. “I told you, guys; she’s something. Something special. I’m seeing her again tonight; taking her out on a proper date.”

Steve reached across the table and clasped Bucky’s hand. “I’m happy for you, you punk,” he said. “You deserve a good woman, just be careful about rushing into things.”

“Well, look who finally decided to find his way back home.” Bucky looked toward the door as Lily walked in, hands on her hips and looking pissed. Ignoring both Sam and Steve, she glared angrily at Bucky. “Where the hell were you all night?” she asked accusingly. “First, I come out of the bathroom last night, and you’ve left the bar without a single word of goodbye, then I was worried sick when you didn’t come back to the Compound. Even tried to get this one,” she nudged her chin to indicate Steve, “to track your location data, but he refused.”

“I stayed in the city last night,” Bucky said, not wanting to mention Major to Lily just yet until he’d had a chance to ascertain if she was still pissed about their interaction at the bar last night. “It was storming; didn’t want to risk driving the bike all the way back up here in the rain. You know how these back roads get when they’re wet.”

Lily’s face softened. “I just wish you would have called me, or at least answered one of my texts,” she said. Shit. Bucky had put his phone on Do Not Disturb while Major had been getting towels, and he never took it off. “I was up all night, thinking you’d gotten into an accident and were dead in a ditch, or got re-captured by Hydra and turned back into the Winter Soldier…” She trailed off as tears began to form in her waterline, and Bucky felt awful. Here he’d been, out having the time of his life with the most amazing dame he’d ever met, and his best friend was driving herself sick with worry for him because he couldn’t have been assed to send her a text. He stood up and walked over to her, pulling her into a hug. “I’m sorry, Lil,” he said. “I swear, I didn’t mean to make you worry. I wasn’t planning on staying out all night, it just sort of happened. Next time something like that happens, I’ll let you know.”

“You better,” she sniffled. “I was really scared.”

Bucky heard Sam cough from the table in a way that sounded a lot like “bullshit” and looked up at his friend. “Sorry,” he said, hitting his chest with a closed fist. “Milk went down the wrong pipe.”

Lily frowned in Sam’s direction. “How about you take me out to our brunch to make it up to me?” she said to Bucky, keeping her arms wrapped around his waist.

Bucky wasn’t the least bit hungry– Major’d made him scrambled eggs and bacon before he’d left her condo this morning and, if he was being completely honest with himself, he was exhausted. He’d only gotten maybe two hours of sleep last night, and had had quite a physical workout. But he felt awful about having had made Lily worry. “Yeah, sure,” he said, giving her a friendly squeeze. “Brunch with my best friend sounds amazing.”

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omkookie · 6 months

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Rio Ortiz NSFW alphabet.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) The softest, sweetest, and most cuddly pillow talker. He'll snuggle against you, and hold you comfortably until he falls asleep next to you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) His favorite part of himself is either his broad shoulders, or his chest. His favorite part of you is your hands. Your hands are the hands that saved him, and took care of him during rough times 3 years ago. Of course your beautiful and caring hands are his favorite.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) He likes when you let him cum in your hands, or between your thighs, inside you, etc, etc. He just likes when you make him cum because if how good it feels.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) He used to jack off to you before you started dating. He was literally fantasizing about fucking you whenever he was horny, and that's why sometimes he couldn't face you without looking away in shame.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?). He hasn't been with anyone before you. Does he know what he's doing? Well... Yeah, kinda. He has basic knowledge about sex. But knowledge and practice are still two very different things.... Rio gives it his all though. Your first time together goes well and you're both satisfied by the end of it.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Standing oral (With your leg over his shoulder), cowgirl, missionary, doggystyle, prone bone, hitting it from the back while you're bent over. They're all positions he loves.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) He's more serious during the act, but sometimes he might end up accidentally cracking a joke while he's on top of you.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) The carpet matches the drapes. He keeps himself well groomed, and he has good personal hygiene. He's even considerate of you, and makes sure to use good soaps that don't have a chance of upsetting your ph balance.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) Very sweet, very attentive, his eyes are constantly on you, and his lips are on your body. He loves you, and he both shows and tells you he does.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) He used to jack off to you a lot before you were dating. You were literally his fantasy, his goddess, and his dream. Whenever his fingers were squeezing his cock, and his palm was coaxing his orgasm out of him, he would fantasize about you. He doesn't masturbate as much anymore. But, honestly if he does, then it would be to you touching yourself in front of him, since that makes him cum the hardest.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Maid outfits, bondage, s&m, power play, femdoms.... Edging and orgasm denial.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) His room, your room, The library, the backroom, the storage room. Silvio's room / j

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) Literally you. You're sexy and cute. Bend over the desk to get something, and you'll feel his erection press against your ass.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Sharing you. He absolutely REFUSES. He's jealous, and he can't stand the thought of having somebody else touch you when you're in a relationship with him. You're his, and only his. He's also only yours.

Standing 69. He doesn't even want to think about it... His arms burn at the thought.

Being called daddy. It's not his type of thing.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) He loves to give. Also loves to receive. He's the type to apologize and make up to you for something by eating your pussy. He's also the type to melt whenever you give him head.

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

He's usually pretty vanilla and sensual, but he gets a little rough a while into it.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) He's down to fuck and get frisky in unusual areas. Ooorrr before having to go work.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) He's down to take a risk at least once. He wants to experiment, and try plenty of new things out. You're his first after all, of course he's curious and willing to experiment.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) "As many as you'd like! As long as you'd like!" (Rio) He has a thing for overstimulation. So, even when he feels tired, his mind and dick just want more.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) YES. He's taken one very big interest in sex toys, and wants to shop for them together with you. He currently owns a pink pair of handcuffs which he likes you to use on him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Oh, he loves being unfair and teasing you when he's in charge. Heck, he'll try teasing you even when he's subbing for you.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) He's relatively vocal. He doesn't shy too much from letting his voice slip out. He'll let out some moans, quiet grunts, and even whimpers.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) He's be down to film sextapes.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) He's pretty. He's girthy, long, veiny, and a bit darker than the rest of his body. He tip curves up a little, and it's also the most hyperpigmented.

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

Pretty high, but also sometimes pretty average. It really depends on how he feels after work, and also how you feel.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) It takes him about 10-15 minutes to fall asleep. 5 if he's really worn out after sex, and you gently stroke his head.

#ikemen prince #ikepri #ikeprince rio #ikemen prince rio #ikepri rio #rio ortiz #cw;smut🍋#ikemen prince smut #ikemen prince x reader #ikemen prince fanfiction #ikepri fanfic #smut alphabet

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spicylove4ever · 7 months

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The 7 sins characterization on Helluva Boss on the social aspect.

So far, on Helluva Boss we have only meet these:

Mammon, the Greed. Asmodeous, the Lust. Beelzebub, the Glutony.

Surely everyone has noticed how when it comes to socialize, Queen Bee and Ozzie are very different from Mammon.

On the first place, both Ozzie and Bee have loved ones, and are quite nice to be around with, which opposes Mammon greatly. And this is quite baffling because "they are the embodiment of Deadly Sins, they are supposed to be the bad guys, every single one of them".

Well, it appears Vizzie and her team simply designed them to be those sins. The embodiment of each of those things, so it's not implied they have to be bad guys, but on the other hand... they kind of are.

I mean, Beelzebub casually talked about stealing drugs with no shame at all and even called the one who she was doing to a lame person for being upset for it. Not to mention how she encourages drinking to the point of almost get completely wasted.

And Asmodeus acts sexually intimidating and we saw how he acted with Moxxie's romantic song that had no dirty remarks. He was imposing with his view and acted sexually intimidating.

But it's a little of a surprise they don't look bad since they also can be nice and mostly... next to Mammon they REALLY ARE.

..In comparision, yes. But also we really thought they surely we're supposed to be freaking monsters, so what we got instead doesn't seem like the big deal we had in mind.

But their behaviour and how their social approach is different than the Sin of Greed can be, in fact, explained in how they are the embodiment of each Sin.

Let's start with Ozzie.

Lust is about sexual desire, but sex related demons are pretty much designed to be charming and seductive as well, which means they have excelent social skills. Verosika, for example, is a pop star, with many fans.

Ozzie, on the other hand, he thrives from any lust that is felt anywhere. So he exposes a sex-positive way of life, in which each individual doesn't have to sleep with him, but can be in each way, even in loving relationships. In fact, he mostly seems to focus on people feeling any type of lust and get to enjoy it, since sexual pleasure has the word pleasure on it.

Ozzie's relationship with Fizz is very active on the sexual aspect as well, and affection and love are very present on this relation as well. After all, the physical intimacy and affection do compliment sex, even if they are not a must.

So, lust is something that implies positive social interactions (at least if one intends all participants to enjoy, which is what Asmodeus wants) and coexists with love and affection just fine to the point it can mix with ease.

As for Beelzebub.

As a sin that implies indulgement and obtain satisfaction through food or ingested stuff, Bee aims to please and allures people into her style of life. Key word on allure.

I already analysed how she is and directs her realm:

So as someone who thrives on people being glutonous, she has found that the party queen thing fits her just fine and she seeks that everyone finds that satisfaction on indulgement. This means she uses positive ways to interact with people.

Also, feasts and parties are extremely social events in any culture. This means she has to be someone who is nice to be with.

Then why is Mammon the only one who is entirely a monster, you may ask?

The answer would be: greed is something completely anti-social.

Greed is competitive, and the people allowed around those who are greedy are either people you can get stuff from or straight up leech from.

For example, the twins Glitz and Glam were only a team because they exploit what they are as a team, but they were observed as kind of competitive between them as well, when the only moments when they talk to each other they are salty.

Mammon is the same, he is mostly open about how he only cares about Fizz as a money-maker and puts extreme preassure on him, and gives only encouragement for what he wants Fizz to be and do.

The conclusion we can get for this is: these Sins express social interaction in a way that fits what they are. Glutony is completely fine with social stuff and for Lust has social interaction as a must, so they have to be not complete assholes. Meanwhile Greed is definitely one.

So, we can expect whoever Envy is to be horrible as well, and Pride might have their moments, but most likely is pretty awful too.

Wrath can be a kind of a good person, since one can feel wrath from rightful anger from a offense concerning a loved one. And we have seen people from Wrath being nice and even loving with each other. The social aspect of wrath can be mostly partnership.

As for Sloth, I feel this being is pretty neutral with people. XD

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sulumuns-dootah · 1 month

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would u ever do nsfw alphabet for the nobles? i’d love to see one for juno, if u have the time! :3

A/N: Hi! I'm definitely gonna do nobles! I just wanna get the kings out of my way first. Luckily though, I had a day off work, so here :) Hope you like it ^^

NSFW Alphabet - Juno P.

⟡ Masterlist ⟡

‎‧₊˚✧ 18+ Minors Do Not Interact‎ ✧˚₊‧

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

Juno's definitely a giver, so he'll make sure you're okay and do his best. You've never had a better aftercare. He'll even share his Ferere with you.

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

Absolute fan of your hands. Just thinking about all the things you could do with them is enough to make his dick twitch.

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

When it comes to his dick cum, I'd say he's pretty normal. Now when it comes to his horn cum, his horns release way much than their size should allow them. It does get annoying though, when he doesn't clean it up before it dries and becomes impossible to get out of his hair.

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

He wants to have a threesome with you and Minhyeok. He's the no.1 shipper of the two of you afterall, and seeing his ship finally become true is his ultimate goal.

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

As Juno, barely anything - April fools' day was his first time. As Ppyong though? Oh boy. He is the most attractive Red lump and has the experience to go with it. Sadly it's only with other demons his size/shape and not really applicable to human shaped partners.

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F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything his partner wants. As long as they both experience pleasure, he's down.

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

I can imagine him on the funny side, but not because he intends to. Maybe he just says something something hilariously wrong like that time he wanted to be our dildo.

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

I don't think any of the demons in hell are hairy unless they deliberately want to be themselves. So no hair on this lil guy either.

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

If he's trying to pursue a relationship with you, then he'd definitely allow himself to be more romantic. Otherwise he'd be just casual and not really as emotionally involved.

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J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

In his lump body, I don't really see him having fun with himself, but in his human body? Anytime he's not around someone is body exploration time. There's so much things he's finding out about human anatomy and he can't wait to share them with you.

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K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

So his bio/information post says touching and since he's from Gehenna he obviously has to also be into pain. From my personal headcanons, I like to think that he's also into voyeurism and praising. I'll talk about this more in Motivation, but he's a pleasure switch and whatever you're into, he will indulge you. Even if that means getting fucked by someone else. Just make sure to let him know how happy you are and how good he made you feel.

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L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

There's no shame in this bad boy.(I mean, think of some of the things he's said to Minhyeok during the main campaign) He'll take you anywhere. If you're uncomfortable however, feel free to let him know and he'll take you somewhere more private or summon a room for the two of you.

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

Since I already mentioned this, let's go over it: He's clearly into bringing pleasure to his partner no matter what it takes. Doesn't matter to him if you think of someone else or just use him to get off. He'll deliver and make you wish for another chance so you can actually appreciate that it's him you're being with.

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

Go past your limits. This goes hand in hand with him bringing pleasure. If you're not happy, he's not happy.

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

Maybe the only thing he will be selfish in, but still not to the point where you're struggling for air on his dick. In giving he's generous though, and will make you see stars just from making out with your pussy.

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

The most comfortable for him is going fast and rough. He's enjoying his newfound strength and enjoys drawing out all those pretty sounds and facial expressions from you.

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

Not really a fan. Juno wants to savour every moment with his partner. Unless you're getting attacked, there's no reason to rush.

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

Sure, if you're up for experimentation, he's down too, but he would never deliberately put you in harms way.

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

Oh, he can go a lot. And he will, even if he has to make you. His new strength is so exciting he wants to see how far he himself can go. Usually, he does hit your hard limit though and will grumble a bit, but ultimately stop.

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

Being touchy feely like Juno, one doesn't really need toys. Imagination and your own hands are simply enough.

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U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not at all. Exactly the opposite, actually. If he's giving, he's going all out and overstimulate his partner.

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

If you have this man's card, you know this already, but our boy Juno has the prettiest moans in this game. His little gasps are super adorable too. <3

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

Something a little bit more sad: While he's in his lump state, he kinda wishes demons with human body would also make advances on him, but he knows that it's kinda impossible given his form. Some days he really misses burying his fat cock into someone.

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

Like I hinted above, his cock is fat, but hey, we already know that thx to @ shyanimeboy on twitter (bless their soul for being a lifesaver for us f2p players!) Also, give this man max of few days in Abyssos and he's coming home with at least one dick piercing.

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

About average, generally, but if he has a partner, he'd match them so he can be ready for them anytime.

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Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Who needs sleep? Definitely not him, even though he just fucked out your soul. Being a winged creature in his lump state translates well in terms of pacing his strength and never using too much of it and tiring himself.

#what in hell is bad #what in “hell” is bad?#whb juno #whb ppyong #whb smut

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estel-eruantien · 2 months

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for Aspen:

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

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

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

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

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

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

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

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

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

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

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

A = Aftercare

Aspen is a big cuddler. He “koalas” around his partners, arms and legs wrapped around in a tight hug. He loves to meet his partners where they are at: if they need him to me soft, he’s soft. If he’s needed to be rough, he’ll do that too.

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B = Body part

Aspen likes the way his hands looks; especially when wrapped around Nyx or Cherry’s throat, grasping a breast, or fingering a pussy. He also likes wrapping his hand around Nick’s wrists as his own throat is squeezed.

For Nick, he loves the man’s arms and shoulders. Nick wasn’t afraid to use his strength in Aspen, which he loved.

Nyx and Cherry both had banging bodies that Aspen loved to get his mouth on. Their necks were common targets.

Abbie had a beautiful figure as well, and Aspen was grateful for any and every part he was blessed with the opportunity to touch and kiss.

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D = Dirty secret

Aspen wants Nick to hurt him. There’s something strangely alluring about someone else holding his life in his their hands. He wants to be beaten and fucked until he’s about to pass out. He desired to experience this at least once.

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E = Experience

Aspen's experience wasn't anything more than a one night stand at a party in high school and heavy groping in previous relationships. Thanks to his trust in his partners, he's tried many new things and is normally one of the first to jumpstart sex.

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G = Goofy

Just like his fathers, Aspen has a big playful side that pops up frequently. He especially loves to be goofy with Abbie, since their interactions are sometimes limited due to Abbie's abilities, and humor is very important to them.

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| = Intimacy

Aspen's a very physical kinda person. He's a "tough guy" but a big cuddler. He loves to latch onto his partners. It's a gag among the group to collect pictures of Aspen being a koala. Everyone especially gets a kick out of the cute habit when he does it to Cherry (there is a whole foot of height difference between the two!)

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K = Kink

Aspen loves to be bossed around and shamed in bed. He also has an oral fixation and loves to bite and kiss and suck along his partners skin.

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L = Location

He loves a good outdoor fuck. Under the stars, camping, hiking, fishing, etc.

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N = No

Potty stuff is a big no no, and he's not really into dressing up in lingerie or anything like that. Almost anything else can be negotiated.

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P = Pace

It's completely dependent on who he's having sex with. He's so very attentive with Abbie, often rough with Nick, and it varies with Nyx and Cherry.

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U = Unfair l

Once again, this boy is the perfect combination of his fathers and he can be just as much of a tease as Ziggy. It gets worse once he's actually in bed with his partners. If more than one person is involved in the encounter, then it's a good bet he's gonna be a tease the whole time.

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W = Wild cardm

He’s the youngest of the polycule and the others jump at the opportunity to tease him. They like to do some power balance scenes with him where he’s at their mercy.

#power rangers #power rangers crystal force #crystal force #my OCs #my oc #AU #alternate universe

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wandasfifthwife · 4 months

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Diana | nsfw alphabet (18+)

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

* needy, wanting to be held

* doesn’t want to break off from Yuliya immediately after

* wants to care for Yuliya, shower, etc…

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

* on her body, she likes her hips

* on Yuliya, she likes her hand/fingers and her collarbone

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

* loves the taste herself on Yuliya’s lips after she’s made her come, drives her up the wall

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

* wants to call Yuliya names (Господин — roughly translates to sir) and have Yuliya call her names (распутный девочка—roughly translates to kinky girl) in the bedroom

* but she’s wayyyyy too shy to ask

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

* not experienced as compared to Yuliya, everything is her first

* a bit clumsy and shy, needs Yuliya to initiate/teach

༻ F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

* she enjoys any, but she’s a bit too nervous in most

* the one she feels most confident in is missionary

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

* wants to be intimate/serious, but if it feels really serious, sometimes she gets red in the face and tries to ease the tension she feels by saying something light hearted

* Yuliya loves how timid she gets

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

* trims it down

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

* once they’ve broken through the barriers, she’s gentle

* relatively quiet

* whispers words of affirmation during/after

༻ J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

* she feels wrong doing it

* waits until she’s back around Yuliya knowing she’ll initiate soon after greeting one another

༻ K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

* light bondage (wrists, blindfold)

* marking

* exhibition

* (secret) degradation

༻ L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

* anywhere

* closet, shower, bedroom, etc

* she loves it when Yuliya begins kissing her with more affection, pulling the two of them somewhere quieter

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

* Yuliya’s actions — she often brushes against her, mouth at her neck and say something like she needs her now or she’ll fade away

* studying has long been forgotten

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

* she wouldn’t do anything Yuliya doesn’t want to do

* isn’t interested in being hurt or inflicting pain whatsoever

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

* she’s a bottom through and through

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

* she doesn’t care what pace, she loves the moment she gets to share with Yuliya

* (she won’t say it but she prefers when Yuliya is fast/rough)

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

* loves them

* feels shame every time, but she never turns Yuliya away

* her little protests mean nothing

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

* she’s not very vanilla, but she’s not an extremist either

* their sex life is a bit rowdy, but it’s pretty tame compared to some others

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

* 1-2 rounds

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

* other than for a strap on down the line, nothing

༻ U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

* further they get into their relationship the most Diana will intentionally tease

* doesn’t realize it, but after a while of Yuliya not doing anything, she’ll subconsciously do things to get under her skin

* dress up more— more buttons are undone

* resting on her— placing her hand on her thigh

* etc…

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

* she tries to be quiet

* if she makes a sound, it’s a high-pitched moan/whine

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

* likes to mark up Yuliya’s collarbone/shoulder area

* will bite there to keep quiet and leaves marks

* enjoys it fully

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

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

* will deny, deny, deny for the sake of her dignity

* but she’s around the same level as Yuliya

* about average

༻ Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

* she’ll be the one to stay up a bit later after, waking Yuliya up to go clean off

* afterwards when they’re clean, she’ll stay close to her and fall asleep comfortably

#yuliya x diana #oc couple #oc character #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #hogwarts legacy oc #hogwarts oc #hogwarts legacy game #harry potter oc #harry potter

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tasteofgummies · 3 years

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nsfw sugar daddy hcs with jonathan, joseph, and jotaro? i loved the first one you did :))

Sure! Sorry i have been inactive (´；ω；｀)

Warnings: nsfw content, use of "daddy" (obvs), ddlg but not too much? Degradation, oral, reader gets penetrated but anatomy is unnamed.

How they like it ✨

💐 Jonathan Joestar

•Jonathan is not really interested in the sex aspect of your relationship, so it's only happening if you're the one making advances and reassure him that is something you want, and not some kind of chore or something you owe him.

•Not a fan of being called names other than "dear, sweetheart", and all those classic ones, but if you're that into calling him something, sir is fine, but nothing will replace the intimacy of hearing his name from your lips when you let yourself feel the sweet release.

•Jonathan is already kinda feeling like he's taking advantage of you, so please don't call him "master" or anything that reinforces the power imbalance, it makes him uncomfortable.

•He's a service top, so all he wants is your satisfaction. He is very good at going down on you, not because of incredible skills, but because he makes sure to give you an experience. He'll start with light kisses on your tighs, maybe soft bites, and will use his hands to touch your body, rubbing small circles with his rough hands, making you feel just alright. This man could die between your thigs, and his ghost will be thanking you daily.

•Like every Joestar, size kink. He feels so happy to be able to protect you, and since it's his life purpose to make you happy, protection is a big thing for him. More than happy to be your giant teddy bear and to be used as a matress, or as a toy. I imagine him having a thing for a demanding partners, that know exactly what they to do with him, so he loses his mind when you ride him, or have your way with him like he's your simple servant.

•His favourite positions are the ones where he can see your face, and kiss you easily, but he won't turn down a bit of reverse cowgirl where he can kiss your neck and massage your shoulders.

⭐ Joseph Joestar

•Now this mf.

•Loves to be called daddy, sir, Mr Joestar, or if he has a japanese s/o "Joestar-sama". For you, he is all about names that highlight your innocence, "baby, angel, cutie", this dirty old man loves to remind you he's in charge.

•He's more concerned about his own pleasure, don't get me wrong, you are going to end up satisfied, and maybe overstimulated, but like i said in the other headcanons, he sees you as a pastime, not a romantic partner.

•His favourite thing is to get blowjobs. His pubes are groomed, but just enough so they don't get on the way, he sees his body hair as part of his masculine charm. Really thick, long, just huge dick, has a vein that tickles you tonge, and the head is already big enough for you to choke on it.

•Nothing he likes better to see you teary eyed, on your knees, and moaning against his lenght after a tough day at work.

•Has no shame, will ask you to blow him in public places, his office, a fancy restaurant restroom, wherever he feels like it.

•He spoils his baby rotten, may even buy you some properties next to his so you can easily go to whenever he's staying.

⛓️ Jotaro Kujo

•Not as into master as he is into "daddy", or "Mr Kujo" (kinks are hereditary.)

•He will spoil you, but with more subtle things, sometimes he just wants to give you a nice thing, and you end up with 500 dollars worth or gifts, rich boy doesn't know how much things cost.

•He's the more dominant out of the three, he buys you leashes, and brings you to his meetings and events with a vibrator inside you, he likes to turn it on at random times, but his favourite part is knowing you're never letting your guard down.

•"Don't be such a slut, do you want my colleagues to see you like this? I brought you here as my partner, but if you're so eager to let everyone know you're my whore, go ahead."

•He gets rough, so you have a safe word, and a safe signal in case you are in public.

•Outside of the bedroom, he's soft on you, great aftercare, and unlike his grandpa, he does see you as his s/o, despite the sexual nature of your relationship, he is in love with you, and it will wreck his heart to know you were only into him for money.

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sugrbugz · 2 years

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nsfw alphabet!

hello girls and gays it’s been awhile ;p here’s my first writing works for obey me! here’s the first one for the set of dateables!!

first up: asmodeus!! 💗🌸

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

i feel like asmodeus would love aftercare specially because he would show off all his cute face masks he has. he would love baths, love them. he’d let you pick out the bath bombs you use, help you put on a face mask, and wind down with a hot bath and a glass of wine

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

listen. i feel like asmo would WORSHIP a nice ass. it doesn’t matter who it’s on. something he can squish, smack, pinch, hold: he’d love it. as for himself, come on now. he loves every part ;)

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

as the demon of semen, he’d love cumplay in my opinion. he’d love to cum on you, in you, around you, anywhere really. the idea of cum itself is enough to drive him wild.

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

I HAVE A THEORY!! because he’s the avatar of lust, he would have some pretty taboo kinks he’s ashamed of. i don’t think asmo could kink shame or ever would, but he’d definitely be into some unconventional things

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

come on. this one answers itself.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

HE WOULD LOVE MISSIONARY THAT IS ALL

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

he isn’t very goofy but he is rather cocky, he does crack the occasional joke but it’s always at your expense.

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

the carpet doesn’t match the drapes because asmo would be completely shaven. he has no problem with body hair, however he himself likes to be hair free out of his own preference.

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

it’s honestly a mixture. it’s all depending on the moment. if it calls for romance he can be super alluring, but we all know this.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

he doesn’t do it often since he always has a few succubus at his disposal, however, if he was in a relationship and didn’t have access to his partner? jesus christ let’s just hope no one questions the bags on bags of used tissues.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

the limit does not exist. however, he’s love bdsm, forced feminization, and cockwarming. just to name a few.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

his giant ass bathtub (pool as i like to call it) and of course the night clubs you guys go too ;)

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

i feel like confidence is the big seller, he’d love it so unbelievably much. asmo is always confident, so to have a partner that matches that confidence? bingo.

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

anything that ruins the skin such as knife play, heavy scaring and such, and of course the things that involve bodily fluids.

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

he’s so fucking good at it. he loves giving head, it’s like a hobby to him. he doesn’t care what’s in his mouth as long as his partners satisfied.

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

he is whatever you want him to be, that’s the beauty of asmodeus.

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

he doesn’t mind them at all. however, he does prefer to take his time on occasion.

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

oh absolutely. he would love fucking around, testing the limits to see just how far he can go.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go?)

i would say 6 at max

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

asmo wouldn’t be afraid of bringing toys into the bedroom. he doesn’t feel inferior to them, rather he sees them as an opportunity to lust after him more.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

an insane amount. don’t even try to be serious with him, he’s such a cocky little shir

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

i think asmo would be rather loud. he wouldn’t be able to control his noises and moans i think. he would also be super whiny and high pitched!

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

asmo is a big big fan of marking on his s/o. he wouldn’t like them too much on his own skin because he believes it would compromise his own complexion! but you? you’re free game. he wants people to know about the evening you shared.

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

i full believe he goes commando or wears expensive lingerie. a nonbinary icon.

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

next question.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

i think he’d start getting sleepy after your relaxing aftercare bath and body session!! lots of snuggles nude…before he wakes up and wants to go again.

hello!! i hope you enjoyed!! <3 i love writing asmo since he’s one of my highest kins!

- find my obey me content here! -

#o.💌

#obey me #obey me smut #asmodeus smut #asmodeus x mc #asmodeusobeyme #obeyme #obeymesmut #o.💌#asmodeus

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demonsandco · 3 years

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I searched through your blog and I'm honestly so surprised you don't have more Simeon content. That being said, if you're still doing it, can I get the WHOLE smut alphabet for Simeon?

You’re right! It’s a shame cause he’s very much one of my favorites now that we get to see more of him in game! Normally I wouldn’t do the entire alphabet like this because it’s… a lot, but Simeon deserves it uwu. This is nearly 3000 words, which makes it my longest post yet by a long shot!

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

Simeon is such a sweetheart after sex. He’s not actually sleepy, but his limbs feel like jelly and he’s full of so many soft, loving emotions. All he wants to do is keep his partner close in his arms, slyly stealing kisses from their lips and whispering words of love in their ear. He’s not eager to get up or move at all, but he’s willing to have a bath or grab some water if they join him. Sex leaves him feeling rather emotional and vulnerable, and he really just wants to feel them near him and hear their voice.

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

Simeon’s favorite part of his body is his hands. He wears gloves often to protect them, leaving his skin feeling so soft and smooth. He’s a very hands on type of person, and he’s quite skilled with them, too. One of his favorite things to do during sex is run his hands up and down his partner’s sides, feeling their warmth under his palms.

In turn, Simeon loves every part of their body. If he had to pick just one part, though, it would be their eyes. He’s a firm believer in the saying that “eyes are the windows to the soul” and he could lose himself in their gaze. He’s fond of maintaining eye contact, watching their expression shift as they get close and memorising the different shades and tones that make up their eye color.

(Cont under the cut)

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

Simeon cums so much, both in quantity and frequency, but he hates the messiness of it. It feels good in the moment, but it gets cold and sticky way too quickly for his liking. He really likes to see his partner covered in his cum, as though he marked them as his in a way only the two of them would know about, but he’s always quick to help clean them up before it gets uncomfortable.

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

Simeon really doesn’t have anything that he would call a dirty secret. All the sexual experiences he’s had in the past have been quite tame and he’s very much not the type of person to feel ashamed about his past actions or keep them secret. He’s an open book when it comes to relationships and sex.

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

Contrary to popular belief, angels are allowed to have sex. As long as it doesn’t impact their duties, angels can do whatever they want with their private lives, and Simeon very much took advantage of that. He’s had quite a few partners in the past, especially before the war took place. His original rank as a Seraph gave him a lot of popularity among other angels. His experiences have taught him a lot about how to make his partner feel good in many different ways, but he never really had the chance to figure out what he enjoys. There’s a huge opportunity for them to experiment with his body and to teach him more than just the basics.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Simeon is really open to experimenting and trying out new positions, so he doesn’t have just one favorite. However, the positions he enjoys most are ones where he can see his partner’s face, especially if the position lets him pull them against his chest when he feels the need for closeness. He’s open to just about any position, though, even if it seems rather absurd at first.

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

Simeon isn’t goofy enough to ruin the moment, but his playful nature definitely shines through. If he’s in bed with someone, that means he feels close to them emotionally, too, so he feels comfortable enough to not stay serious all the time. Sometimes things go wrong in the moment or something silly gets said out loud on accident. He doesn’t see anything wrong with laughing it off or jokingly teasing each other. He’s good at telling when the mood allows for some laughs and when some composure is necessary.

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

Being an angel, Simeon’s body is almost entirely hairless. Besides the hair on his head, the only other hair on him is a small patch above his cock and a very faint happy trail. He doesn’t enjoy the feel of shaving, but he does keep it very neatly trimmed at all times. Colour wise, it matches the hair on his head perfectly.

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

Simeon is quite romantic in the moment. Love and intimacy are very important aspects of sex to him, and that comes through in most of his actions. His pace, his preferred positions, everything reflects that intimacy that he craves. Through it all, he’s sweet talking to his partner, letting them know how good they make him feel, how important they are to him, and how much he loves them. He knows he might come across as too intense, but he wants to make sure they know that sex isn’t just about the physical aspect for him.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Simeon rarely, if ever, feels the need to masturbate. Without a partner, sex really isn’t something he thinks about often, and if he does have a partner, he’d much rather take care of his need with them, rather than on his own. If he does end up jacking off, though, he always ends up fantasising about them, and he finds that he can’t actually cum without imagining them being there with him.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Unsurprisingly, Simeon has a corruption kink. It came as a huge shock to him when he first realised it, but something about having his sweet little human tempt him and lead him down a path of “sin” excites him. It feeds into his rebellious nature that he constantly tries to control. It gives him a rush of adrenaline whenever they convince him to do something shameful or lewd and he finds himself enjoying it and even craving more instead of actually feeling shame.

As well, Simeon also has a massive praise kink. He always strives to please his partner as best as he can and getting positive reinforcement, something he rarely hears normally, sends shocks of pleasure shooting down his spine. The more praise he gets, the more eager he is to be good. If he’s being bratty, praising his good behavior in the past gets him to behave much quicker than a “punishment” would.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Simeon’s preferred location is either his or his partner’s room. It’s a place that feels safe and familiar, while also offering privacy. They can take as much time as they want and be as loud as they feel like without having to worry about anyone bursting in.

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

Getting Simeon turned on is pretty easy. All his partner needs to do is be direct with their advances. Their boldness excites him. He isn’t the type of person to get turned on by seemingly innocent actions, so their intent needs to be clear. That, alongside some suggestive touches, is more than enough to get him in the mood.

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

Simeon is usually open to trying anything once and there’s not a lot that he’s opposed to, but he is very serious with his boundaries. He refuses to allow sex with his partner to start impacting his day to day life. Skipping classes, missing meetings, or even risking being late to something, even if it’s not important, in favor of sex is a big no for him. He makes his boundaries very clear from the start, and will quickly become harsh if his partner doesn’t respect them.

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

Simeon has almost no experience in oral, giving or receiving, but it quickly becomes one of his favorite things. He could spend hours between his partner’s thighs without getting bored. While he’s rather hesitant and unsure at first, he’s very skilled at reading their reactions and starts adjusting his technique to make them feel as good as possible.

He doesn’t enjoy receiving quite as much, but he still loves it! It’s so easy for his partner to make him cum or overstimulate him with just their mouth. The warm wetness of their mouth feels divine and their breath is so hot against his skin, he can’t help but cum embarrassingly quickly.

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

Simeon greatly enjoys taking his time with his partner, keeping a slow and sensual pace and exploring every inch of their body with his mouth and hands. He’s not a fan of rushing, even as he gets closer to his peak, he keeps his pace steady, his body molding against theirs. He’s not opposed to going faster if they prefer that, but his favorite pace will always be slow and intimate.

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

Simeon is not a fan of quickies. He’ll be open to trying it at least once, but he knows from the start that it’s not his cup of tea. The whole thing just feels so rushed and impersonal to him. The most important part of sex to him is the intimacy and emotional connections, and quickies feel very lacking in comparison. If anything, they leave him craving his partner even more than before.

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

Simeon is very open to experimenting and he’s always excited to learn and experience new things. He’s willing to try anything once, even if it’s something that he’s pretty sure he won’t enjoy. The idea of taking risks also interests him, but it needs to only be a perceived risk for him to participate. Something like messing around in an empty classroom at RAD is exciting, but it needs to be afterhours when the school is empty and the door has to be locked for him to feel comfortable.

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

Simeon’s stamina is not the best, at least at first. He can go for more rounds than the average human just because he’s an angel, but he’s so unbelievably sensitive that the rounds themselves are rather short. It’s been so long since he’s had anyone touch him sexually that he ended up cumming in his pants the first time he was with his partner. With time, his stamina will improve drastically, probably to the point where he could easily outlast them, but he needs some practice to get there.

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

Toys aren’t something Simeon has ever really thought about using or has ever owned. When he sees the huge variety of toys that exist, he feels excited to try them out, mostly relying on his partner’s preferences and recommendations to pick some. He quickly learns that he really enjoys having them use different toys on him and, in turn, he loves the new opportunities the toys give him when it comes to pleasuring them in return. The possessive, prideful part of him that is usually buried very much prefers making his partner feel good on his own, without toys to help, but most of the time, he doesn’t mind.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

The first time he teases his partner, it’s entirely accidental, his habit of going slow and taking his time exploring their body ends up making him tease them. Once he sees the way it makes them feel, though, he starts doing it on purpose, wanting to see more of their reactions. He’ll relent, with a smug little smile on his face, if they start begging, but until then, he plays the innocent card, pretending not to realise what he’s doing.

As much as he likes to dish it out, Simeon really can’t take much teasing. He’s so sensitive and desperate that he’ll start begging immediately, willing to do anything just to feel more of their touch.

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

Simeon is naturally very loud and he lets out the prettiest sounds. At first, he tries to muffle them and keep his volume down. He talks quite a bit, at least while he’s still able to form coherent thoughts, and loves to whisper sweet things to his partner in a breathy tone. The closer he gets to cumming, the more his words devolve into delicate gasps and high pitched moans. When he cums, he lets out the longest, breathiest whine that no amount of gritting his teeth or covering his mouth could smother. He’s very vocal throughout, and without some sort of soundproofing, his voice can very much be heard through the walls.

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

Simeon has a hard time controlling his wings during sex. He can’t focus hard enough to keep them hidden and they tend to have a mind of their own, fluttering and puffing up depending on how he feels. They’re quite sensitive in the moment too, especially at the base. In the end, he finds himself wrapping his wings around his partner as he pulls them close, keeping them warm and safe under his feathers. Unfortunately, this usually means that the bed is covered in feathers from all his flapping and wiggling.

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

Simeon has such a pretty cock, so perfectly smooth that it almost looks like a drawing rather than an actual dick. He’s large enough to be impressive without seeming intimidating, with just enough girth to feel like a stretch, but not be painful. It’ll still take some prep for his partner to take him, but it won’t be too difficult with some patience and plenty of lube.

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

Simeon’s libido isn’t very high at all, and sex isn’t something that’s on his mind constantly. What matters to him most is spending quality time with his partner, regardless of what they’re doing together. They usually need to be the one to actually initiate things, since he has no qualms with pushing down his need to avoid ruining the moment. With how much he values physical touch, it’s not hard for cuddles to become something more, and as long as there’s time for it, Simeon will never say no.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Sex doesn’t exactly leave him feeling sleepy, but it does make him feel extraordinarily relaxed. He tends to follow his partner’s lead, staying awake longer if they don’t plan to sleep right away. With how warm and soft he feels, though, he has no trouble falling asleep quickly, cuddling them close to his chest to absorb more of their body heat. If it’s up to him, he prefers to share some casual pillow talk together, before falling asleep soon after. If he can avoid having to get up and be functional, he will.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me simeon #obey me smut #smut alphabet #lime time #anon ily this was a wonderful ask #it took fucking ages to finish tho lmao

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kohakuarisaka · 3 years

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Untamed (chapter 4 of 5)

Takami Keigo x (fem!)Reader

[ SUMMARY ] Every year, without fail, Hawks went into a rut: when autumn began, and then again in early spring. He would honker down up north in a secluded cabin. For the first time, he brought you with him.

[ WARNINGS ] R18+ for graphic sexual content and language. Non-canon compliant: Hawks’ quirk does not work like this. Reader is a hero that works at Hawks agency. Pre-existing relationship. Reader is a female with female genitalia. Feral behavior. Rutting. Biting. Spanking. Slight BDSM. Consensual sex. Wing kink. Oral sex. Romantic relationship.

Chapter 1 • Chapter 2 • Chapter 3 • Chapter 4 • Chapter 5

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Hawks had gone on an early morning flight the following day, before you had stirred from sleep, leaving you alone in the cabin for the first time.

He was reaching the apex of his rut. The cabin was beginning to feel like the inside of an oven. That was great for keeping his mate warm, but not so great for him in his current state, where he felt like he was roasting alive.

Outside, the winds were cold, almost punishingly so. Under normal conditions, he would have been wrapped up in his fur coat. However, now, he was wearing a loose T-shirt more suited for summer, baggy cargo pants and military boots.

He took off into the sky, soaring at great speeds that would make him near impossible to see with the naked eye, assuming anyone was actually around to spot him in the first place.

He'd soar up high, then let himself descend in a tumbling spiral, then catch his fall above the trees and rocket between the branches, sometimes letting the bottoms of his boots skim the trees to shake the snow off.

He always loved the feeling of the wind through his feathers; but, the sensation was more intense during his rut. While pain receptors didn't exist in his feathers in the same manner as his flesh and bones, he could still process feeling.

During his rut, feeling was intensified in his wings. He almost thought he could breathe the air through his feathers. Perhaps, it was why he felt so unbearably warm, why your touch had reduced him to a blabbering animal.

It was difficult to resist the desire to bring you with him on his flights, to hold you against his chest and feel your body clinging to him while he descended.

It was exciting to think about what kind of noises you would make. He hoped that you would find it exhilarating. He wanted to feel your heartbeat thundering away from the rush, to see red tinting your cheeks and tears in your eyes.

Instead, Hawks floated alone and let the late winter air bite away at his skin while the winds brushed along his feathers. It was soothing more so than chilling. Despite how unfitting his clothes was for the weather, not even the tips of his fingers felt cold.

The winter breeze had relaxed him, but not for long. Despite the obvious chill in the air, Hawks was still sporting a painful erection. He avoided touching it, knowing full well that masturbation was pointless. Enduring this alone for years taught him that it would likely only irritate him further.

You were here, you were safe, you were his, you wanted to be here, you wanted him. Your scent was all over the nest and his bite mark was a heavy eyesore on your throat. There wasn't another human for miles. But, despite the obvious fact that there was no reason for him to feel uneasy, his nature wouldn't allow him to rest.

His rational side wanted to let you relax, to give you some reprieve from him, from what he did to you and intended to do again. The beast, however, clawing under his skin, wanted to have you again.

Hawks flew some, and then some more, letting time slip away, until he was agitated to the point that his hands were digging into his outer thighs, nails threatening to rip his clothes.

Snow began to fall on his way back to the cabin, and the gentle wind hurled it to and fro. He could feel the soft droplets fluttering against his skin. The snow felt cold, of course, but he didn't really process it. All he could think about was getting back to you.

When he crossed the threshold, it was like entering another world. The outside whistled with the harsh wind and kicked snow inside, suddenly silenced when he slammed the door. He felt the sudden security of being in his nest, enclosed, private, safe, where it smelt like freshly cut logs and you.

As Hawks stepped into the living room, he realized that you had migrated away from the bed, likely due to the cold. You had brought some blankets and pillows over and haphazardly arranged them in front of the fireplace. You had even dug a rolled-up futon out of the supply closet to pile the bedding on top of. He had forgotten that was even in there.

His boots thumped against the wood floor as he walked, catching your attention. You peered up at him, your eyes failing to mask your excitement at his return.

At a glance, Hawks could see that you had showered while he was away. Your hair was clean, just a tiny bit damp at the ends. As he got closer, he could faintly catch a whiff of the well water that fed into to the cabin lingering on your skin.

It was only natural that you would want to clean off after what he had done to you the past couple days. Hawks was well aware of that and was trying to remain calm about the whole situation; but, the truth was, he was annoyed by your actions.

You had washed him away.

Of course, that could easily be remedied.

Hawks advanced towards you, mindful to not step on the blankets with his boots, to not dirty the nest you made. He lowered onto his haunches first, taking in the sight of you, the sight of the bedding you had arranged without him. You had slipped on one of his shirts and a pair of shorts, not suitable for the weather, but suitable for him. Like this, your body was very accessible, that much was certain.

"I made breakfast, if you're hungry?" you offered, clearly not at all perturbed by his looming and staring. He didn't look annoyed, but oddly intrigued, maybe even flattered by your behavior.

"You have snow in your hair," you observed, smiling at the sight of pale white crystals caught in his blonde locks. You leaned up and reached for him, carefully tousling his hair to shake the snow free.

He waited until you were done preening him and suddenly jerked forward, pushing you onto your back with his torso. He followed with you, knees pinning you beneath him, one falling between your thighs.

When you peered up at him, unperturbed by his behavior, Hawks' gold eyes narrowed and his fangs bared. A sound that you didn't know he was capable of making snarled from behind his teeth and echoed around the room.

It was a growl, not like anything you had heard from a dog, or any animal, really. You didn't know that he could make noises like that. It seemed unfitting for the calm, polite hero that you knew so well. Then again, he had warned you about this.

Maybe, this whole experience was doing something to you, changing you; or, more likely, he was helping you discover things about yourself you never knew existed.

The growl didn't frighten you at all. It made you tremble with excitement, made your skin prickle with goosebumps and heart flutter, made wetness pool between your legs.

Spurred on by him, maybe wanting to rattle the beast's cage a little, you decided to be daring. You lifted a leg, pressed your foot against his chest, and pushed against him. Of course, he didn't budge at all. He was much stronger than you normally, and especially unwavering in this state of mind.

"Take off your clothes," you requested, trying your damn best to sound powerful, unyielding. You sounded firm, sure, but you didn't sound as strong as you wanted to, maybe not strong enough to coerce a beast.

Yet, Hawks' gaze softened, surprising you. He had told you he wanted you to be yourself, to not succumb to his every emotion. It kept him grounded, reminded him that you were here of your own free will, because you wanted to be. Your demand sobered him.

"Whatever you want," he uttered, sultry and low, and it made you tremble with excited goosebumps.

He leaned back, rising to his feet, and began shucking off his clothes in record time. His boots hit the floor noisily before he fumbled with his belt, having it barely undone before it was dragged down his hips by his pants.

He wasn't wearing underwear, you realized, as he shucked his pants off his feet. He lifted his arms and tugged his shirt over his head. The fabric hit the floor and, rather than throwing himself on top of you, Hawks remained standing.

His wings were spread out behind him, crimson feathers bright and imposing. His gold eyes were vibrant, staring you down like a predator seconds away from laying claim to its prey.

However, it didn't go unnoticed to you that he was standing there to allow you to appraise him, as if you had never laid eyes upon his nudity before.

Despite the cold, he had a faint sheen of sweat that was glistening in the light coming from the fireplace, outlining taut abdominal muscles. He hadn't eaten much since his arrival, and that much was obvious by the exaggerated tightness around his core, muscles more enhanced than you had ever seen before.

It felt almost shameful to stare at his crotch, but it was damn near impossible to not admire the heavy cock between his thighs. It was a sight to behold, just like the rest of him. The trail of pale blonde pubes leading from beneath his belly button was practically begging you to stare.

Still, you dragged your gaze back up at his face, where he looked surprisingly anxious, as if there a chance in hell you would tell him no. Sometimes, it was astonishing to think that someone so beautiful could have an ounce of self-doubt. But, he did. Even if he managed to hide it well, you could always spot it, the fear of not being good enough.

"Keigo," you uttered, voice sounding weak over the sound of the crackling fireplace.

Your arms lifted, hands reaching out for him, beckoning him into an embrace. You blinked and suddenly, he was on top of you, torso ushering you back into the sheets while his hands clawed at your shorts, dragging them down your legs.

Hawks panted into your neck, nails biting at the fleshy meat of your thighs as he tried to will himself to calm down. He was being nonsensical. You had been together for a while now. He had fucked you in every position he could possibly think of, held you at night when he could and kissed your mouth like you were his.

Because you were. Yet, despite all that, he felt so pleased that you still chose him, again.

When your hands slid over his shoulders and felt the burning heat of his skin, you felt a tinge of guilt at his state. Deliriously, you wanted to take care of him, to be able to give him everything he needed.

One hand cradling the back of his neck, you pulled him up until his face came into view and you kissed at the corner of his mouth. Encouraged, he followed, tilting his head to capture your lips in a proper kiss.

You felt his shoulders relax as his body slid atop yours, legs tangled and torsos coming together. His hands released your thighs, opting to slide up your sides, beneath your shirt and along the expansion of your ribs, where the pads of his fingers traced the outlines of your bones.

Despite the insistent, throbbing erection trapped against your thigh, burning hot like forged iron, his kisses were gentle, ushering your mouth open to accept his tongue. He kissed you like he had forgotten what your mouth tasted like, tongue slotting over yours eagerly, moaning into the kiss senselessly.

After sometime, you pushed back against his chest until he finally got the message and pulled back from your lips. You tried not to laugh at the childishly irritated scowl on his face, his expression silently reprimanding you for stopping him.

"Lay down," you urged. "I wanna touch you."

"Don't need any more teasing, babe," he protested weakly.

Still, despite his protest, you nudged him pleadingly. Hawks groaned like you had struck him, but complied and began rolling over, bringing you above him.

You watched his wings flex and fan out comfortably beneath him, spread out across the sheets like twin, elegant blankets, mindful of the fireplace. He propped his back up with some pillows, giving him just enough leverage to lean up a little, but not quite in a seated position.

As Hawks got situated, you tweaked one of his nipples between your fingers. He yelped at the touch, shoulders twitching and wings shuddering faintly beneath him. Your hand was ripped away by a grip at the wrist; but, you couldn't hold back a smile as he glared up at you.

That glare disappeared off his face when you started wiggling down his lap. Of course he knew what was coming, especially when you cupped his weeping cock and tenderly lifted it off his abdomen. Yet, excitement clawed up his spine as if he was sincerely surprised.

He hardly registered your tongue lapping at the swollen tip, where he was sticky with precum. He did, however, painfully so, notice when you sank down, enveloping his length in your hot mouth.

For a moment, you just held him against your tongue, reveling in the salty taste and moaning when you felt him throb. You slid up to the tip, failing to notice how tense the rest of him was, back arched and staring down at you intensely, muscles tight from head to toe. When you sank back down, tightening your mouth around his shaft, Hawks cried out suddenly.

His loudness startled you more so than the sudden gush of his seed. His hands grabbed at the bedding. In the corner of your eye, you could see his feathers shuddering beneath him.

Hawks' cock throbbed with each spurt, heavy where it rested against your lax tongue. He was deep enough that his seed spilled right down your throat. You relaxed and swallowed it carefully, cheeks tinted red as Hawks whined above you.

When he came down from his high, he was still impossibly hard, throbbing against your tongue as if he hadn't come at all. You began bobbing your head, excited at the thought of getting him to come again. However, his hands suddenly flew up, grabbed at your cheeks and pulled you off.

You hadn't expected that, resulting in a wet pop and a string of saliva dangling between your drooping bottom lip and his member. Hawks stared for a moment, almost in disbelief at the sight, like something taken straight out of a porno, and not reality.

"God, you look so fucking naughty," he snarled, dragging your face in towards his, forcing you to arch over him. "Dirty fucking girl, aren't you?"

His tongue lapped against your bottom lip, catching your dripping saliva, before entering your mouth without preamble. The wet organ thrashed around senselessly, enjoying the taste of himself on your mouth. After a few seconds, he pulled back with a growl and dragged your shirt up, forcing your arms above your head to free you from the garment.

"Keigo, let me-" you whined.

"Be good," he silenced you in a gentle, albeit commanding, voice.

The world flipped when he spun you back around and your back hit the bedding. His wings fanned out above the two of you, beat against the air once, and flexed, plumes spread out majestically.

"I wanna touch you more," you protested, fingers weaving through his hair with dangerous intent. You gently dug the pads of your fingers into his scalp and watched his head lull from the pleasure, eyes fluttering shut.

"That's not being good," Hawks commented with a groan, making no immediate movement to stop you.

"I wasn't done," you retorted, leaning up to drag your cheek against the stubble on his jaw. You couldn't hold back a shudder at the sensation, soft yet rough hair dragging against your skin.

"Fuck," the winged hero growled, eyes opening to take you in with a faint glare.

Your felt a wandering hand smack gently against your inner thigh, forcing your legs to spread to give him space to settle between them. A digit suddenly grazed your slit, circling your entrance to gather wetness before slipping inside.

It was almost laughable to think he had gone out into the snow to cool off; yet, the heat of your core was tantalizing, so inviting that the touch alone threatened to undo him. You were already slippery and when he effortlessly sought out your sweet spot, you mewled.

Hawks groaned like you had wounded him, the sound practically vibrating from his throat and traveling through him onto you. He tilted his head to nibble at your jaw, breath hot enough to burn your skin where he exhaled against you.

"You're ready for me," Hawks commented lowly, driving his finger inside until his knuckles brushed your folds. "Did you like the taste of my cock that much? -my cum? Feel this - fuck. You're begging for it."

"You're begging for it," you retorted softly, hands carefully untangling from his hair and sliding down to cup his face. You pulled him back, away from your neck, so you could look into his eyes.

"Yeah," he agreed in a low sigh, forehead bumping against yours just a little too roughly. "Want you so fucking bad."

"How bad?" you hummed encouragingly, hiking your legs up on his waist to pull him in.

His finger slipped free, hands shifting to slide over your hips, dragging you into a place more to his liking, pinned beneath him, where you were helpless to much more than squirm. You hiked your legs up on his hips, groaning when he humped at your core, causing his cock to drag against your folds.

"Kinda hurts, if I'm being honest," Hawks groaned out lowly.

"I'll take care of you," you promised, blinking slowly as you stared back at his vibrant gold eyes.

"Yeah?" he uttered weakly. "I can just-"

His tip prodded at your entrance and Hawks cut off, moaning in a wounded manner that had your head spinning. You had seen him get pent-up and frustrated before, after week long missions and months apart; but, he never sounded quite like this.

"Yes," you whispered back harshly.

With a shift of his hips, he was suddenly buried inside you. The sudden intrusion wasn't as startling as the loud noise that escaped Hawks. He shuddered above you, crying out, wings flexing and beating the air, driving him down against you.

"Oh, fuck, Keigo," you whined, realizing he had finished the moment he slipped inside.

His cock throbbed as if to remind you that he wasn't done yet. There was a wet squelch as he slipped out and rammed back inside, nearly drowned out by a guttural, "f-fuck", that he breathed against your neck.

He thrusted a few times, rough rolls of his hips, forcing your walls to accommodate his girth. You couldn't hold back a weak groan. As prepared as you might have been, it was inevitable that there would always be some strain to take him.

Hawks must have assumed that he was taking you too hard, for he slowed down, uttering a weak, "s-sorry."

Yet, the dissatisfaction from his slow pace was far worse than the slight ache when he took it too fast. You didn't want it slow and soft. The last couple days had you wound up, prepared for the promised, carnal passion. You wanted him to fuck you like his life depended on it.

"No," you hissed out, trying to angle your hips up to bring him in harder, fast. "God - no - Keigo, harder-"

With a faint growl, he obeyed that command, the sudden hard roll of the hips forcing you to break off into a loud cry.

"Babe, I'm gonna lose it if you talk like that," he warned, words throaty and rough where they breathed against your skin.

You worked one hand into his hair while the other grabbed at his back, nails biting deliciously into his skin, holding him close, forcing your bodies together.

"I want you to," you uttered between broken moans that he forced out of you with his cock.

Hawks uttered your name lowly, a clear warning.

"God, Keigo, just-" you growled, wiggling around helplessly beneath him. He shifted his weight, holding you down with a growl, as if you were dare trying to escape him.

It was exciting, and had you babbling at him wantonly, "you're so f-fucking sexy and I - I want it. Want you to just - f-fuck me like - ahh, Keigo, your mate."

His arms suddenly wound beneath you and hoisted you off the floor. You cried out, clinging to him in a startle at the sudden verticality. Hawks leaned upright, on his knees in front of the fireplace, holding you up, pressed against his chest, hands gripping your meaty hips to hold you at the perfect angle to fuck up into you.

"My mate? -fuck when you say things like that, makes me fucking - ghhh - fu-uck - you want me to fuck you? Yeah?" he babbled on, whispering harshly right into your ear.

It was a little too close, a little too loud, and left a ringing sensation in your head. Yet, you didn't want to shy away, especially not when he started growling. Clinging to him desperately, you could feel his back muscles shifting as his wings flapped with enough force to knock some logs off the stand.

His head tilted back and took in the sight of your face. Your eyes were struggling to remain open, lips parted lewdly, cheeks tinted a brilliant shade of red.

"You look amazing," he whispered, hot breath fanning over your face. "Fucked stupid on my cock, where you belong."

You moaned lowly, head lulling against his shoulder. You felt his lips press a kiss against your temple and he continued uttering into your hair.

"Gonna fill my pretty mate with cum. Is that what she wants?" he whispered, low and sweet, sultry and downright vulgar. You didn't answer; but, he felt your nails bite into his shoulders, heard your breath briefly catch in your throat.

"Yeah, she does," he agreed, breaking off into a pleased hum.

The wet, fleshy sounds drowned out the noise of the fireplace, accompanied by your helpless mewling and Hawks disgruntled moans and grunts. You were so close like this, held up by his strong grip, chest to chest.

You sought out the strength to peer up and catch a glimpse of his wings shuddering, flexing out from his back either for balance or unconsciously, you couldn't determine. You tore one of your hands from his shoulder and dragged your fingers through his plumes, along the growth until you met his back.

Hawks cried out in a sharp roar. His pace increased exponentially as he rode out his orgasm, wheezing and panting into the space beside your head. That white-hot pleasure overtook you at some point, forcing a startled scream from your throat.

He kept going and going, only slowing down when he was certain you were finished. Suddenly, he slipped out, and the emptiness had you whimpering, head spinning and body aching.

Your back hit the bedding and then your front when Hawks rolled you over. Focused on the ache between your thighs, you barely processed the rustling of the bedding, until Hawks shoved some pillows beneath your abdomen to slightly elevate your lower half.

He propped himself up on his hands and knees, fingers splayed out across the bedsheets on either side of your torso. You felt the tops of his thighs slide against the backs of yours, cock heavy and wet against your core.

The realization of what he was about to do seemed to slap him in the face at that moment, for Hawks suddenly stopped, freezing up behind you.

"Fuck, I need you," he uttered, voice hoarse and low. "Please - please, can I keep going? -still so fucking hard."

You almost didn't recognize the sound of his voice, hoarse and desperate; but, then, his wings beat against the air, sharply reminding you that this was Takami Keigo.

Your cheek was pressed against one of the pillows, arms splayed out above your head, and you realized faintly that you must have been quite the sight, spread out lewdly for him, back curved, ass in the air, presenting to him like a bitch in heat.

There was no sense of obligation spurring your unity; or, if there was, it was an afterthought. All you felt was desire, longing for more, aching to be filled, trembling and void of any coherent thought beyond Hawks.

You could feel his throbbing cock at your entrance, his knees pushing yours apart, his arms trembling on either side of you. He was hovering some odd few inches; yet, he was panting so heavily, you could feel it fanning over your back.

"Keigo," you whispered weakly. "Don't stop."

Your scream drowned out the inhuman growl that escaped him as he shoved his hips forward, sheathing himself inside your velvety heat, as deep as he could possibly go, trying to push his hips further forward as if it wasn't enough.

Hawks fucked you wildly, huffing out sharp breaths mingled with pleasured moans. It didn't take long for him to reposition his hands, one settling on your waist while the other fisted in the bedsheets above your head. He arched over you possessively, wings beating the air to drive him forward. As unnecessary as it was, you couldn't deny the way it stoked the fire inside you.

Before you could even think to ask, one of his feathers wiggled between your thighs, nuzzling against your pearl where it flicked and twirled, pinching at the bud with just enough friction to be pleasurable, but not too hard to be painful.

"Keigo!" you cried out, hands gripping the sheets with enough force to nearly tear them.

"Say my name," tumbled from his lips, like a broken baritone. "Yeah - fuck - my name - say my name. Gonna - ahh - stuff you with my c- ahh - fuck, you feel so good - so good," he babbled on, leaving your head spinning.

He was fucking into you at the perfect angle, ensuring his cock reached your sweet spot with each and every thrust. At some point, coherent thoughts died. Nothing existed beyond the bed sheets, the fireplace, the cabin. All you could think about was the sweet scent lingering on the sheets beneath you and the explosive pleasure Hawks was forcing through your body.

He came again at some point; but, you could hardly tell. Everything was already sopping wet, seed dripping from your cunt and down your thighs, as well his. The sounds he made never ceased, inhuman groans deep in his throat that mingled with each hurried inhale and exhale, in harmony with his thrusts.

His dominant hand slid down your spine, carefully curling at the back of your neck to hold you down. As mindless as it might have appeared, you were acutely aware that he wasn't holding all his weight down.

You were familiar with the power he held, the brute strength hidden beneath his charming and silly demeanor. He could hurt you very easily if he wanted to; but, he never did. Even in this state, his self-control was mind boggling, pinning you with just the right amount of pressure to keep you still, but not enough to cause any discomfort.

'Keigo' fell from your lips, again and again, as if it was the only word you knew. Above you, Hawks seemed to be in the very state he had been worried about, that he had warned you about: blinded by the pleasure of your core, lost to the desires overwhelming his every thought for days.

At some point, he hunched over even further, hardly thrusting properly anymore and just rutting into you, and you felt his lips touch the space between your shoulder blades.

It was hardly a kiss and you realized vaguely that he was drooling a little before you felt the sting of his teeth. Hawks gnawed a path up your back, leaving behind pink, blossoming bruises, before digging his teeth into your shoulder. It wasn't as strong as the last bite, a brief sting before the pain was lost to the pleasure.

He growled into your skin, whole body quaking with sharp tremors, signaling that he had reached orgasm again. You had lost sense of your own awhile ago, always ablaze in white hot pleasure. The mere touch of his hand along your skin, every shift of his hips, the union of your sexes, had you vibrating.

You lost track of how long that went on, how long Hawks kept going, mouth latched onto your skin, slobbering and whimpering into your flesh, while his hips rolled against yours, pinning you between the floor and his unwavering form.

Everything felt too good for you to process how tired you had become, brought to the brink of exhaustion, glistening with sweat from head to toe, kept awake only by his invasion of your body, the drag of his cock along your velvety walls.

Eventually, Hawks began to slow. He carefully removed his teeth from your shoulder and gave a few more thrusts, letting out a low whine that you could guess was one last, final orgasm.

His feather departed your slippery folds, leaving you aching and spent, and he remained buried as deep as he possibly could, hips pressed tightly against yours.

Hawks nuzzled his face into the back of your neck, panting wildly, and you felt what you could only describe as vibrations rumbling from his chest, so violently that it had you shaking beneath him. It was almost alarming, but the tremors steadily waned as his breathing relaxed.

Carefully, Hawks turned you onto your side, shoved the pillow beneath you away, and curled into the space between you, pressed tightly against your back, skin touching in every spot that was possible. His wings stretched out behind him, past the boundary of the bedding and spread out across the floor, lax like the rest of him.

Hawks adjusted your legs carefully, stretching them out with his own until they were comfortably laying side by side, all whilst ensuring his cock remained lodged inside you. The strain wasn't unpleasant; rather, you were surprised by how good it felt.

"Keigo?" you uttered weakly, voice so low, you were surprised he even heard you.

You felt his lips kiss at your throat and a hand settle over your tummy, fingers splayed. He uttered your own name back, as if reassuring, before his fingers moved around, sliding up and down your side soothingly.

You willed your eyes to open and watched the flames inside the hearth dance briefly before your gaze darkened and you drifted off to sleep, lulled by the sounds of the storm brewing outside and Hawks breathing softly behind you.

He didn't join you in the abyss, but watched over you cautiously, as if you could possibly be in any danger. The storm outside wasn't particularly worrisome, but it made it impossible for him to pick up sounds beyond the boundary of the cabin.

If you had turned to look upon his face, you would have seen his pupils miniscule, gold iris vibrant and wild. There was no chance that anyone would possibly disturb you, and his sensible self would have known that; but, as he was now, rut peaked and beast sufficiently satisfied, Hawks couldn't be told otherwise.

An arm drooped loosely over your waist, holding you close, and he listened to the soothing beats of your heart as you drifted into a peaceful slumber.

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kurosukii · 3 years

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𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞

pairing: kuroo tetsurou x f!reader

summary: your relationship is filled with nothing but teasing touches and pleasured sighs, until you tell him that you want to take it to the next level.

genre: smut, fluff, aged up au, established relationship au

warnings: 18+. virginity loss (it’s a social construct but for the sake of smut...), riding, dirty talk, fingering, face-sitting, size kink, nipple play, chest play(??), oral (f receiving), multiple orgasms, praise kink, unprotected sex, finger sucking, pet names (kitten)

word count: 5.8k

author’s note: koo is the loml. that’s it. (this was the hardest for me to write so far since ✨feelings✨ are involved). this is somewhat the nsfw continuation to safety net but it can still be read alone, i just referenced some things™️. (let me know if i missed any warnings!) (MINORS DNI)

° thank you so much @kurinoot for editing <33

[5:02 PM]

“if you don’t stop tickling me, i’m going to bite you!”

you squealed as you lightheartedly threatened your boyfriend. you were trying to swat his attacks away from your neck and waist as his lean body hovered over yours, but he was just too big for you to throw him off.

“i dare you to bite me, kitten. i’ll just bite you back!” he exclaimed as he raised his head from your neck, with nimble fingers still pressing on to your sides. he laughed at your dumbfounded expression and went back to blowing raspberries on your neck and tickling the dips in your waist.

you would say that you’re tired of kuroo’s childishness, but you would only be lying to yourself. you loved how he was so carefree every time the two of you were together, and you couldn’t be more grateful that kuroo was such an attentive and doting boyfriend. sure, you had your fair share of doubts and insecurities when the two of you first started dating in high school, but it was never because of him. no, it was all you and your past inhibitions. however, kuroo never fails to squash your negative thoughts to the ground.

when you would observe him, you’d remember how the two of you confessed to each other over chemistry homework and you’d just burst out laughing at how it was such a kuroo way for your feelings to be known to each other.

when he asked what made you so happy, you’d always say you and he’d end up making a face but kiss your lips softly a few moments after. those soft kisses don’t last long because they would turn into heated makeout sessions that would leave you gasping for breath.

a few weeks into dating, kuroo admitted to you that he was planning on confessing by making a nonchalant comment here and there and leave you to nitpick what he said. he claimed that it wasn’t to ‘disrupt’ your strong friendship and ‘startle’ you, but you know him like the back of your hand—he was just as nervous as you were.

now that you’re a year or two into dating, being with him just felt so right, like all the puzzle pieces fell into place and formed the beautiful jigsaw of a relationship that you have with him. at first, you were worried that your dynamic with him would change because you weren’t just best friends anymore; you were now involved with each other romantically.

when you told kuroo about it, he would always encourage you to tell him what you were feeling. he would just flick your forehead and tell you that you have nothing to worry about and he was right.

you wouldn’t change a thing about your relationship with kuroo tetsurou, except for one thing.

you have yet to ‘consummate’ your relationship, and it it may seem crazy to others if they knew how long the two of you have been dating (not that it’s any of their business), but you haven’t reached that part of your relationship yet.

the farthest you two have gone was oral, so you knew that it wasn’t because you didn’t find each other desirable. you used to believe the saying ‘i could eat you for hours’ was sort of an exaggeration but now you can confidently admit your mistake and say that kuroo puts that saying to shame because he has spent hours buried between your legs perfecting his oral ‘techniques’.

more often than not, you would always find yourself begging him to stop eating your pussy because it ached and your clit felt so numb. you’ve always wondered if his jaw and tongue were made of iron steel and he would just laugh at you before diving back in, making you squirt all over his face for the nth time that day.

you’d also return the favor, of course, but you’ve always had a difficult time fitting his entire cock in your mouth because he was not only long, he was also achingly thick. you can’t even wrap your fingers around his shaft and he would always only fit halfway through your mouth, but he didn’t care because after cumming down your throat, he’d immediately lay you on your back and devour your cunt again.

that’s why you were so fucking annoyed because you knew that you wanted to fuck each other, so what was stopping the both of you?

well, it was your stubbornness. you wanted kuroo to initiate the next step but he would always tease you. you’d think that after years of pining for you, he’d jump at the chance to fuck you, but no, he stayed a saint (if you disregard the moments he made you orgasm multiple times).

if there’s one thing you disliked about kuroo now, it was his immense self-control and penchant for teasing you, so after weeks of thinking, you decided to finally raise the white flag and surrender.

although, it wasn’t exactly a defeat because it meant that you were about to finally get your pussy fucked by your boyfriend’s big fat cock for the first time. maybe if–

“what are you thinking about, kitten?” kuroo interrupted your dirty train of thought. his usual bed hair was even messier from playing around with you and his plump lips formed into a pout because you stopped reacting to him a few minutes ago.

fuck. should i tell him? what if he thinks it’s too fast? but we’ve literally covered almost all of the bases– “nothing!” you said in a high-pitched voice, your brain short-circuiting from your ravaging thoughts. kuroo narrowed his hazel eyes at you, clearly aware that you were lying.

“tell me, kitten. i told you that you should never hesitate to tell me what you’re feeling, right?” he raised a dark eyebrow at you. you visibly gulped as your face flushed in embarrassment. never mind the fact that this man has already seen all of you, so acting like a virginal prude seems out of bounds now. well, technically i am still a virgin so–

you were broken out of your stupor when you felt kuroo shift above you. he was hovering over your body, with long legs at either side of your hips as he rose to all fours. his large and warm hands pinned your wrists to the bed as he leaned over you until his lips were ghosting over yours. he licked his lips and you knew he did that on purpose so you could feel his tongue slightly swipe against yours.

your heart was beating fast as his clean and fresh scent invaded your senses. he smirked at you, cat eyes narrowing with a mischievous glint. he could feel your pounding heartbeat and he hoped to the heavens that you couldn’t feel his own because he was just as excited and giddy about you as you are about him.

even after going through every year and life experience together, his heart and mind would never cease to be mesmerized by you. he knew you were endgame the moment you tripped over your own feet and fell to his chest in shoujo style. your friendship practically started from him teasing you about it, and soon enough you became best friends.

now he can finally call you his and you can call him yours. although in his mind he knew that he would forever be yours, even if you didn’t end up together, but that dejected thought vanished when the both of you crossed that bridge and finally came clean with your feelings for each other. he didn’t want to admit it, but every time he’d answer a chemistry homework, he’d smile like a fool and reminisce that fateful day in high school.

because of that chemistry homework, he could enjoy kissing you freely and shamelessly. he also now has the privilege to taste your pussy with his skilled tongue, and his favorite view in the whole world is probably watching your face twist in pleasure as you pull his hair, rocking your slick cunt on his face as you chase your orgasm. he especially loved it when you would beg him to stop but your hips would still move and your eyes would be pleading for him to go on until your pussy gets numb or until you squirt all over his face.

he wanted to fuck you badly, but he was just so patient and he loved torturing himself and you. he also wanted you to take the initiative, just like how he wanted you to confess first, and it wasn’t because he wanted to be chased (he kind of likes it though) but because you called the shots in the relationship. sure, he’s the one that makes you scream his name in pleasure but that’s because you want him to. he wants to hear it from your pretty lips, and he wants to hear you say that you want him to bury himself deep inside of you.

you two spent minutes looking at each other, studying each other’s features and with hearts beating to one rhythm until kuroo closed his eyes and leaned down to bridge the small gap between your lips.

your eyes fluttered shut, sighing into the warmth of his mouth as his tongue licked your lips. he tasted like strawberries and chocolate which made his kisses ten times sweeter. his fingers from your wrists went to your hands and weaved in between them. you kissed him with fervor until your clothes felt too hot on your heated skin.

he lifted his head, teeth nibbling your lower lip as he slowly pulled away. he stole another quick kiss before he rested his forehead on yours as he breathed deeply and smiled.

“i love kissing you, kitten. now do you want to tell me what’s on your mind?” he questioned you as he nuzzled his nose against yours, breathing in your scent deeply. you inhaled a big breath before bluntly telling him what you were thinking,. and truth be told, there was no other way that kuroo would accept your request because he’s a tease like that.

“i want you to fuck me, tetsurou.”

he froze, stopping himself from rubbing on you like a cat before he stretched his lips into a devilish grin and teased you.

“yeah? do you want me to fuck you right now?” he asked you, his honey eyes becoming sharper as he licked his lips. you nodded at him and he tutted at you, squeezing your fingers.

“use your words, kitten. i want to hear you say it,” he said in his deep and smoky voice.

“yes, tetsu. i want you to fuck me right now!” you whined as you lifted your hips to grind against his tenting pants. kuroo just smirked at you, grinding directly against your core making you moan.

“stop teasing me, tetsu. i need you,” you whimpered as you exposed your neck to him. he straddled your waist as he unlaced your fingers to remove his shirt from his lean body. you were just salivating at the sight before you, his abs flexing while he raised his thick arms.

you couldn’t stop yourself from tracing the lines of his abs with the tips of your fingers as he shuddered at your light touch, with his spine tingling at your soft caresses. he removed your hands and laced his own between them as he kissed you harder this time. you moaned at the onslaught of his mouth as your teeth and tongue clashed.

he pulled away from your lips and he made a path of kisses along your jaw down to the sensitive skin of your neck. you moaned as you rolled your hips when he sucked on the skin, leaving a purple bruise. he kissed it before he went to the other side of your neck to give it the same attention.

once he was satisfied with the marks he left on your neck, he let go of your hands and slowly lifted your shirt off your body with a certain reverence. his eyes sparkled as he traced your soft skin. he’s seen you naked countless times, but he’ll never get used to how beautiful and ethereal you look and he never fails to let you know either.

“you’re so beautiful, kitten. i will never get used to seeing you, my precious jewel,” he said softly, lips tracing every patch of skin that’s exposed to him. your heart soared and your face flushed at his praise. he looked at you like you were a goddess and him, the worshipper.

“no bra, kitten? were you planning this the whole time?” he raised a dark eyebrow, with eyes trained on your hardening nipples. he licked his lips and lowered his head to suck one into his watering mouth. you moaned at the sensation, as your fingers combed through his soft hair. he didn’t neglect the other one, pinching and rolling it between his long fingers. you pushed his head lower to your chest as the both of you rubbed on each other.

he was moaning into your breast, tongue swirling over the hardened peak as he sucked and licked. your panties were pooling with wetness, aroused by kuroo’s wet and hot mouth. you cried loudly when he simultaneously pinched and bit your nipples before lifting his head and staring at the swollen skin.

his hands slowly traveled down to your hips as your breathing increased in pace. he sure does love taking his sweet time, you grumbled in your head. you felt scrutinized by him, and it made you want to cover yourself up, but the way his hands were ghosting over your skin, touching you as if you were a delicate figurine, made you feel so desired underneath him.

he didn’t even seem to mind the growing bulge in his pants, as he was too focused and enamored by your figure. you used to feel uncomfortable at his silence during intimate moments like this, but you’ve come to realize that you always render him speechless every time you lay bare before him, and that made your ego huff in pride.

he removes your shorts and panties as his hands went lower. you lifted your hips to help him and he groaned at how the wet string from your pussy seemed to follow the path of your soon-to-be discarded bottoms.

due to your longing determination to tease him in return you raised your knees until your feet were flat on the bed and spread them until you felt your lower lips separate with a squelching sound. you softly moaned at the growing wetness in your pussy.

kuroo’s plump lips were parted as he let out a low groan while he stared at his favorite meal, tongue sliding out to wet his suddenly dry mouth as he rubbed your outer thighs.

“i’ve seen your cunt tons of times but it never fails to make me speechless, kitten. your pussy is as pretty as you, fuck,” he groaned as he reached out two slender fingers to slide along your weeping slit. you clenched at the sensation, letting out a low whimper when you saw kuroo lick his fingers and released them with a pop.

you moved to widen your legs more to give him space for his broad shoulders, but before even doing so he stopped you. you were about to question him until he shushed you with a finger to your lips.

“i want to try something new. figured if we’re going to finally fuck tonight, we might as well try a few more firsts, hm?” he teased you, honey eyes glinting with mischief which made your aching body shudder. the last time he said that, you ended up cumming so much that your legs wouldn’t stop shaking for five minutes.

you raised your eyebrow at him in question before he smirked at you. your breath hitched as he leaned down to your ear. “won’t you sit on my face, kitten? ride my tongue until all your juices cover my mouth and chin?” he whispered sensually, hot breath tickling your ear as he kissed it. you moaned softly as your ears burned from the barely-there kiss.

your body is brimming with sexual frustration, blood heating up at his request. for all the times he had his mouth on you, he never really asked to switch things up and you hadn’t either. you can’t deny that your pussy tingled from the idea of him offering to be under you like that.

“what do you say kitten? think you’re up for it?” he asked you again, lips grazing the side of your ear as his smoky voice left shivers in his wake. you moaned out a yes as he kissed you, slowly this time to savor the taste of your lips before he tastes your other set.

he pulled away and gently flipped both of your bodies until he was lying flat on his back with your naked cunt directly on top of his throbbing bulge, with breasts slightly swaying at the movement. you hissed at the heat emanating from there and couldn’t stop yourself from grinding on his clothed cock.

you both moaned at the stimulation, but he stopped your hips before you could cause any more friction. “not yet, kitten. i want to eat your pussy first,” he said as he let go of your hips to place his hands behind his head, the action causing his biceps to flex which made your pussy and mouth water even more. he let out a low laugh, clearly satisfied with your reaction.

“drag your pussy up to my chest, kitten. the only time i want you to lift yourself is when you’re positioned right over my face,” he ordered you, honey eyes turning to gold as he watched your breasts heave up and down, breath quickening.

you moaned at his lewd order, hands bracing on his chest to support your weight before you dragged your wet cunt all over his torso. the position of your arms made your tits bunch together and kuroo swore he started drooling. you started moving up his body and couldn’t stop the whimpers that came out of your mouth.

fuck, i could cum just by grinding on his abs alone, you thought. the way the ridges of his abs were dragging on your clit made you lightheaded. you definitely have to try grinding on his abs until you reach your orgasm sometime soon. “next time, kitten, but not now,” kuroo groaned as he felt your wetness trail over his torso, clearly knowing what you were thinking. he’d indulge you but that wasn’t his main focus as of right now.

you were gasping and whining when you reached the top of his chest, legs weak from the unprecedented stimulation on your clit. his arms were on his sides, ready to guide your thighs on either side of his face. you lifted yourself and hovered over his face, your face flushing from the new position.

you didn’t want to completely sit on his face for fear of him suffocating so you opted to hover instead and held onto the headboard for dear life. kuroo tutted in disapproval but he let it go because either way, he was going to do what he was good at and you’d end up dropping on his face, just like he wanted.

he stared at your dripping pussy while his thumbs rubbed small circles on your thighs. his hot breaths were fanning your clenching hole as you shuddered and moaned. you could feel the ache in your thighs starting to build up from being in a squatting position but you were determined not to crush his skull.

“i’ll have you sitting on my face, kitten. hold me to that,” he promised you, voice laced with determination. that was the last thing he said before he kissed your pussy and licked a long and wet stripe from your slit to your pulsing bud.

you cried out and instinctively raised your body from the new feeling but his arms didn’t allow you to. he trapped your body in that position as he sucked your aching clit into his wet mouth. you looked into his eyes as you squeezed the headboard, breasts swaying from your sudden jerks.

“oh my god, tetsu! that’s so good!” you moaned loudly as his tongue drew figure eights around your bud. you could feel your legs starting to shake as his tongue lapped up at your clit. you swore you could feel his mouth stretch out into a smirk at your shattering resolve.

kuroo was taking his time. he wanted to see the exact moment your legs would give out and sit on his face so he could get to work. you were just being your stubborn self and he wanted to see you succumb to the pleasure he was giving you.

“keep licking my clit just like that, oh my god, yes–!” you moaned loudly, voice cracking as kuroo’s talented tongue swirled around your clit again and again. “oh yes, fuck! fuck don’t stop, don’t stop!” you whined, the words jumbling together as your legs were near giving out. you were still fighting it and kuroo decided that he was done letting you have your fun and it was time that he got down to business.

you screamed as kuroo’s mouth left your clit and plunged his tongue right into your sopping cunt, effectively making your legs crash and sit on his face. he groaned in pleasure at feeling you all over him. he ate you out with fervor, his nose rubbing your clit. your hands fell from the headboard and gripped his hair so you could grind on his tongue in your cunt.

“tetsu, fuck that’s so hot. i could feel your tongue so deep in my pussy, yesyesyes,” you threw your head back as you moaned out the last word as you rode his face. the more you rode his mouth, the louder his groans became, the more pleasure shot straight to your clit. you removed your hands from his hair and fisted the pillow on top of his head to give you more balance to ride his face.

kuroo took this opportunity to raise his arms to play with your nipples. your moans increased in volume and pitch as he tweaked and rolled the nipples in his fingers. the wet sounds of his tongue fucking your clit were making your spine tingle and body shake.

you didn’t care that you were fucking his face because your orgasm was so close. he didn’t seem to mind either because his groans increased in volume the more you used his face as a fucktoy. you raised your trembling arms to your sides as you leaned back, blissed-out face facing the ceiling as you rolled your hips around his tongue.

“i’m g-gonna cum, tetsu! fuck yes, fuck yes, i’m gonna cum, right there–!” you screamed as he pinched both of your nipples, hips moving on their own accord as you prolong your climax. you were whimpering and mumbling out nonsense as your hips slowed down, trying to catch your breath from that strong orgasm.

kuroo gently lifted you off his mouth, strings of your cum stretching out from his lips, and raised himself to lean against the headboard. he settled you on his lap over his throbbing cock as he inhaled loudly and deeply, trying to suck in as much air as he could. his swollen lips and chin were drenched in your juices. he licked as much as he could off of his face and wiped the rest with the back of his hand.

“you liked that kitten?” he asked you with a tilt to his head, midnight hair mussed up from your fingers. you scowled at him, knowing damn well you liked what he did if he made you cum that hard, he just wanted the validation.

he laughed at your reaction as he wrapped his long arms around your slightly shaking body and squeezed you. he buried his nose in your neck and nuzzled it. he was humming while planting soft kisses on the skin, teeth nipping it here and there.

how can he act like this when his cock is pulsing underneath me?

you weren’t satiated, not in the least. you wanted his cock in you and you were going to make it happen, never mind the fact that he has a monster cock. you don’t care how it’s going to happen but he’s going to fit.

you raised yourself on your knees and started pulling the string to his pants so you could free his aching cock. kuroo stopped you and you whined at him, rosy lips forming into a pout.

“i want your cock, tetsu, please. i need it to fill my pussy,” you whined at him, eyes begging for him to just put it in you. you squeezed his shoulders as you rubbed yourself on his clothed cock, your slick leaving a wet stain on his crotch. his large cock was straining against his pants, a sign that he too was burning to get inside of you.

he squeezed your hip as he tutted at you. “you need to be thoroughly prepped, kitten. i want you to be dripping everywhere before you take my cock, okay?” he said softly, warm lips meeting yours as his large fingers trailed down to reach your cunt, spreading your folds as he teased your slit with his middle finger.

you moaned into his mouth as he reached your clit, finger drawing slow circles around the aching bud while the rest of his fingers played with the wet strings that were falling out from your previous orgasm.

you moaned even louder when he inserted two thick fingers into your hole, the entrance of them making a squelching sound as your juices coated his fingers. he pumped them in and out while never leaving your lips, both of your moans mixing.

you squealed when he curled them, hitting your g-spot. he did all of that while his other hand played with your clit. your moans were being swallowed by his mouth, his tongue entwined with yours as you felt your spit mix with his.

the kiss was as messy as your pussy down there with your juices drenching his fingers. you felt his arm move faster as he pumped his fingers in and out of your weeping cunt. you pulled away from his mouth to moan into his shoulder and he took this moment to whisper in your ear.

“yeah, you really like this, huh? look how much mess you’re making, kitten. think you can take my cock after this, hm?” he asked you, tongue snaking out to lick your earlobe, his fingers scissoring inside your walls.

“yes, tetsu! i-i can take your cock, oh fuck, that feels so good!” you cried out, teeth slightly biting his shoulder.

“then cum for me,” he growled, fingers curling in that come hither motion as he pinched your clit. you screamed out your orgasm again, tears brimming in your eyes as your body shook from your second climax. kuroo softly kissed your lips as you tried to come down from your high.

he took his fingers out and brought them in between your faces while he stared at them in fascination. your cum was hanging in strings from his fingers as he placed them in his mouth and groaned at the taste. you moaned weakly watching him genuinely enjoy your juices. you watched him maintain eye contact with you while he sucked and lapped at his fingers for a minute before you started tugging on his pants again.

“eager, are we?” he teased you. you narrowed your eyes at him because he was just as eager as you. his hands were fumbling around his waistband, hips lifting so you could pull them down his legs.

your mouth watered as his thick cock bounced against his stomach. pre-cum was leaking from its swollen tip, you watched it roll down along the veins of his shaft, stopping at his balls.

he gripped it with one hand and squeezed it, groaning at the stimulation. he was so fucking long and thick that the stretch was most likely going to be uncomfortable, but you didn’t care, you’ve been so needy for his dick that you don’t care about it impaling you.

you situated yourself until you were hovering over his cockhead, lightly rubbing it against your wet slit, making the both of you moan at the new sensation.

“tell me to stop when it hurts, okay kitten? i want you to be as comfortable as possible,” he said softly, thumb slightly grazing your lips as he looked you in the eye.

“yes, tetsu,” you pecked his lips before you balanced yourself with one hand on his shoulder and gripped his cock with the other and stroked it a few times. he was breathing heavily and his hands were gently squeezing your hips.

you guided his cock at your hole and moaned when his tip entered your clenching walls. you lowered yourself onto his cock, your walls sucking him in, inch by inch.

“breathe, baby. fuck, you’re so tight,” he groaned, voice straining at your heat engulfing him. you were going so slowly due to his size and also because you wanted to feel every ridge on his cock around your walls.

“you’re so big, tetsu. i could feel your cock everywhere,” you moaned long and hard, nails leaving crescent moons on his shoulders. he squeezed your hips in response, muscles tight with tension as he fought to pull you down on his lap.

you both cried out when you finally sheathed his entire cock in your pussy. the stretch felt uncomfortable but soon gave way to pleasure the more your cunt clenched and unclenched around him.

kuroo groaned at the feeling, his eyes silently begging you to move, or else he’d start jerking his hips and start drilling your pussy. you raised your trembling thighs off his lap, cunt dragging along his shaft until only his tip remained inside of you.

you mewled loudly as you dropped yourself on him, his cock making a squelching sound as he made contact with your wetness. “shit, kitten. you want my cock that much?” he moaned, lifting your hips again as he pulled you back down on his cock before he set up a rhythm. you wrapped your arms around his neck as he moved your body, moaning in his neck as the slapping of your skin on his ring in your ears.

“f-fuck t-tetsu! oh my god, your cock’s stretching my pussy–yes!” you bit your lip as you moaned from the pleasure. you raised your head to look at his face, his pink lips parted and breaths panting as he took control of your hips. your breasts were swaying with each thrust and you held on to them while kuroo groaned at your bouncing tits.

“i think about you fucking me all the time, tetsu,” you moaned breathily as you bounced up and down his cock, clit grinding against his pelvic bone. you rested your forehead on his shoulder with a loud moan as you felt every vein on his fat cock glide against your tight walls.

he threw his head back and moaned at your admission while he squeezed your hips. “yeah? tell me what you want me to do to your pussy,” he groaned, his hips thrusting up into your clenching hole. you cried, nails digging into his shoulders as his thick cock stretched you even further.

“i want you to wreck my pussy! cum in me so much that my pussy’s dripping in your cum!” you screamed as he thrust up into your cunt, cock hitting the entrance of your cervix.

“yeah? do you know how long i’ve wanted to fuck this pussy, kitten?” he growled as he flipped your bodies, with his thrusts increasing in speed now that he’s on top of you. he laced your fingers together as he delivered a hard thrust that had your pussy creaming even more around him.

“fuck, i can’t believe you’re taking all of me,” he moaned as he watched his cock disappear in your cunt. you moaned as your walls clenched even harder around him.

“your pretty little mouth can’t even fit my whole cock but your pussy is just sucking me in,” he groaned as he kissed you hard, tongue and teeth clashing against each other. his thrusts were so deep and fast that your tits were bouncing everywhere.

“f-faster t-tetsu! don’t stop please!” you begged him, legs wrapping around his waist as you closed the distance between your bodies, your hands squeezing his.

“i’m so close! oh my god yesyesyes i’m gonna cum–!” you screamed as the knot in your lower stomach uncoiled and you gushed all around him.

“your cunt is so good to me, kitten. fuck!” he moaned in your ear as he thrust one final time before his warm cum drenched your pussy. you were still moaning and whimpering when he stopped moving inside of you.

he raised his head and kissed your lips, this time with more passion. you couldn’t even move your lips with how tired you are so it was like kissing a statue, and he told you so.

“try getting fucked by a big fat cock and see if you can still move, dummy!” you breathed out. you laughed in each other’s lips, breaths mingling.

kuroo rolled over and laid down on his back, bringing you with him and laying your head down his heaving chest, where you could hear his racing heart. he smoothed out your sweaty hair and kissed the crown of your head as his thumb lazily stroked your hip. your heart was racing as fast as his while you traced small circles on his pecs. you kissed it softly and looked up at him and found that he was staring at you.

“i love you, kitten,” he said with a soft smile, honey eyes twinkling in the light of the room.

“i love you too, tetsurou,” you smiled back at him and reached up to peck his lips.

you laid your head down again and nuzzled it, eyes closing as your exhaustion finally caught up with you.

“hey, don’t fall asleep yet! i still have to clean you up!” kuroo exclaimed as he patted your cheek to keep you awake.

“ow! why did you pinch my nipple?!” kuroo pouted, whiny complaints falling from his mouth. you just laughed at him as you squeezed his cheeks in your hands.

he huffed and wrapped his arms around you, carrying you off the bed as he headed for the bathroom.

against your better judgement, round two commenced in the shower.

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mrsmctominay · 3 years

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NSFW Alphabet for Jude Bellingham please?

NSFW Alphabet - Jude Bellingham

A = Aftercare

He presses lots of gentle kisses all over your body as you come down from your high before making sure you're okay and getting you a glass of water.

B = Body part

He loves your thighs and belly, he's always touching them or looking at them and constantly telling you how much he loves them because he knows you're slightly insecure about them.

C = Cum

He cums pretty quickly, but he can go for loads of rounds which is pretty good for you. He likes to cum deep inside of you, especially if you're about to go for a day out. He'd cum inside you and then say 'I want you to walk about with my cum in there all day like a good girl. Okay princess?'.

D = Dirty Secret

He secretly wants to be woken up with head, but would never actually tell you this. The thought of you in front of him with your mouth around his cock being the first thing he sees in the morning makes him so incredibly horny.

E = Experience

Since he's still young, he's not overly experienced but he definitely knows how to make you feel good. You're the only person he's slept with, but you've done it together many many times so he knows his way around your body pretty well.

F = Favourite Position

Anything where your face down, ass up. He likes having full access to your hair so that he can grip onto it, almost using it as support to keep himself steady. He loves the sound of your skin slapping against each other, he says it means 'he's fucking you good'.

G = Goofy

He doesn't fuck about in the bedroom (pun intended). Straight to the point. He's more filled with lust than anything so he doesn't like to goof around too much.

H = Hair

He's moderately groomed. Not fully shaved because he thinks it looks weird but a little grooming never hurt anybody.

I = Intimacy

He likes to take his time with you, specifically during foreplay. He takes time to explore your entire body before entering you, making sure that you're totally comfortable and relaxed.

J = Jack Off

If you're not there to give him the real thing then he doesn't mind facetiming you for you to put on a little show for him so he can... help himself.

K = Kink

He's really into gentle biting. He grabs the skin of your shoulder or neck in between his teeth when he fucks you from behind. Another would be hickeys, he loves seeing the little purple love marks that he scatters around your body the night after.

L = Location

He enjoys privacy, so the bedroom is his favourite place. He feels he can be as rough or as gentle as he wants when he knows that no one could possibly see.

M = Motivation

Seeing you in his shirt or hoodie. He absolutely LOVES it. Especially if it's a football top. The way his name looks across your back is just *chefs kiss*

N = NO

Threesome’s. He wants you all to himself, and vice versa.

I don't think much more needs to be said on this one...

O = Oral

He prefers receiving which is a bit annoying for you sometimes but when you’re on the receiving end he knows what he needs to do to get you off.

P = Pace

It just depends on his mood and what’s happened in the day ect but he’s usually quite romantic. If he's having a bad day, he likes to punish you, maybe teasing you a little more than usual. On a good day however, you're in control of the speed.

Q = Quickie

He hates them. If it can’t go for more than one round he doesn’t want it. But obviously he’ll take what he can get so if he has to then... They are nothing compared to actual sex.

R = Risk

He kind of just sticks to what he knows. He would rather do something he already knows how to do rather than try something new and potentially hurt you.

S = Stamina

Forever and ever and ever. That boy never stops. Fair enough the rounds are short but phew. You always need to prepare yourself beforehand, making sure you've had enough to eat and drink before going into the however many rounds of sex there is ahead of you.

T = Toy

Nope. If he’s by himself then his hand will do and if he’s with you then he’s the only toy you want (😉)

U = Unfair

If you'd annoyed him, he'd tease you a bit more than usual. Brushing his fingers lightly over your pussy through your underwear and then eventually tapping your clit with his dick which makes you whine.

V = Volume

He’s fairly vocal. He has no shame in moaning for you, he'd rather let you know that you're doing a good job rather than leave you wondering.

W = Wild Card

He gets off on the fact that he’s the only person you’ve fucked. He’s the only one that’s seen your pussy and your pretty sex face. He's the only one that knows what your taste like, and how your pussy feels. He's the only one that's been able to enjoy your oral skills.

X = X-Ray

Nothing too dramatic, an average size. Enough for you to orgasm each time. His size instantly made you feel comfortable from the start of your relationship.

Y = Yearning

Fairly high, but every 18 year old is the same right? Realistically, he could go whenever you want to. It doesn't take much for him to get it up.

Z = ZZZ

He makes sure you’re okay and sleeping before he dozes off. You’re his number one priority.

#judebellinghamsmut #judebellinghamblurb #judebellingamimagine #jude bellingham #bellingham #bellinghamblurb #bellinghamimagine #bellingamsmut #nsfwalphabet

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plush-rabbit · 3 years

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Dirty Talking - Simeon

A/N: Simeon lives in my mind rent free and I love him (this also loosely follows the kinks i have for him so if you haven't taken a look,,, well do it if you want to)

An angel, holy and above you, untouchable when the moonlight hits against his dark skin, and touchable when he lies beside you illuminated by a dying light bulb. Simeon's mouth is on your neck, a gloved hand covering your mouth as your lips circle his waist. His words cause your face to burn, a growing ache that pains your sex. He whispers, only able to describe how you look beneath and ignoring his own wishes and internal struggle. Simeon has been around for many years and due to the status that he holds, he’s used to giving- miracles and healing to the best of his ability and freedom. Praise has always been something that he’s given freely and been told. While he’s always given praise, after a while, it ran cold. Yet, with you, his praise is warm. It’s giving and warm.

"My little lamb," Simeon murmurs, eyes narrowed as his lips touch against your beating pulse, "so precious, and desperate for something to touch your sinful body." His hand edges closer to your pelvis, the soft fabric of his glove a tease as you pray for his bare hand to touch your trembling body. The gloved hand touches against your sex, the fingertips of the glove becoming translucent from your arousal. You jerk your legs, your stomach tightening as your heart begins to pound against your ribcage. “So excited for me to touch you,” he mutters, eyes becoming dark with lust. “My, my,” he breathes, licking lightly against your neck, feeling your pulse quicken, “I have to admit that your beauty is something that outshines the beauty of anything I’ve ever seen before.”

Simeon is caring. There's only so much he can do to prevent his own falling and sex happens to be a very thin line he can cross. Whether it's your first time with him or with anyone- it's his first time. He has moments where he’s slipped, fisted his hand around his cock and arched against a flat surface, near tears as his climax approaches. Of course, as an angel, he does want your virginity- he won’t shame you if you aren’t, but there’s this perverse side of him that wants you to be virgin to have you lay on your back begging for him to be gentle.

He can’t help the whine that escapes his lips when his cockhead enters your sweet, enveloping sex. "You truly are divine," Simeon whispers above you. Your eyes fill with tears, your bottom lip trembling and when he cups your face with a bare hand, your face is heated. “You needn’t worry, love-” his lips are against yours in a passionate kiss, a moan muted between the kiss as he pushes deeper inside of your clenching sex- “I’ll make sure it feels good.” He hides his face in the crook of your neck, feeling the beating heart beat against his cheek. Something slick drips down his twitching cock, his face taking on a vulgar expression as you moan pitifully beside him, your arms and legs wrapping around him. You call his name, whispering it below your breath, sullying the word of God with every thrust, dirting his own name with your wanton sounds of pleasure.

During emotionally intimate moments, the poet that Simeon is starts to come out. He is well-spoken, and has told you his feelings countless times, each phrase more beautiful than the last, more breathtaking than anything you’ve ever been told. But during more physically intimate moments, he will fall flat, stuttering ever so slightly during the romantic parts of it, edging closer and holding your hand, interlacing his fingers with yours. He’ll tell you everything good, and want you to feel the warmth that you give to him. During a moment with you, he's sweet, kissing against your waiting body, praising you until the words are the only thing you can coherently think of.

His lips are sweet on your body, lips meeting skin and grazing you with everything pure like honey against sugar, a sweetness that can make your heart flutter and stomach ache from the foreign flavor. "I promise you," his breath is warm against his body and under the warm light from his room, the soft pale moonlight that peeks between the blinds, “I’d protect you with everything that I have.” He’s gentle, ever loving and pure, unfiltered as he kisses your lips, and when he opens his eyes, they glisten, tears falling onto your skin as he lets out a moan. “I’d rip my wings with my own bare hands if it meant that I could hold your hand.” Simeon is true, honest and familiar. “You needn’t worry about my actions, I know what I’m doing, my little lamb.”

Being an angel is tricky. There are areas where Simeon can wade further into the pool so long as it's closer to God themselves. He'll blindfold you, lay you bare on his bed, legs spread with candles lighting the room. Simeon will be above you, his hands roaming your body and inching deeper into your aching hole. He’ll feel your slick drip down his fingers and onto his knuckles, the loud clicking of your stretched hole echoing in the room. Your eyes are covered, not a seeing shed of light being penetrated through as Simeon purifies you.

“Now, what exactly do we say when an angel is choosing to purify you of your sins?” Always a strong soldier of God, never faltering but when it comes to you, he decides that you truly must be something sinister and accompanied with the life of Devildom, it only fueled the sin inside of you to taint the angel above you. Your thanks comes out in a shaky voice, tears wetting the fold that covers your eyes. Simeon tilts his head, eyes looking through your contaminated soul- dirtied with every sin that humanity has created, so depraved that you’re willing to recity yourself with the help of an actual angel. “Now then, confess your sins to me, my dearest.”

Simeon is an angel and while good, he can be tricky- harsh and unforgiving, merciless when you start to stray from your faith. As much as he cares for you- the sexual aspect of the relationship can ruin his standing as an angel, it might be enough for him to fall. There is a sinister side of him, one that is the true, biblical angel that Simeon is- one that wants absolute perfection and blest from you, that wants you to devote yourself to him. Following and loving an angel is enough to get you into the good place so long as he also commits to his role. But with you on your knees, he'll hold the back of your head, keeping your throat full as he tells you prayers, having you recite them when you come back for breath.

Eyes are watching your body, knelt of your knees, tears streaming down your face and your cheeks are flushed, a cute, innocent doe-eyed look on your face. “You come to me, heart heavy and soul full of all that is wicked.” His hands hold your hair tighter, the feeling of your fingertips pressing against his thighs. “I am allowing you to repent, please dear, I know you can listen and I know how well you are at taking orders so for all that is holy under God’s light, please don’t make me repeat my words.” His smile stretches widely, the fat of his cheeks pushing against his eyes. “I’m only going to repeat myself once, understood?” Your response vibrates against his cock, your mouth filling with an ethereal taste of something sweet. “Wash me from my guilt and cleanse me of my sin. I acknowledge my offense; my sin is before always. Amen.” When he pulls you away from his cock, spit and arousal stick like spiderwebs, to your tongue and chin.

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honorguk · 3 years

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dating➔ jeong jaehyun

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what it’s like to date jaehyun from NCT (based on my assumptions)

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─ • OVERALL:

it was most likely johnny that introduced you two to each other

honestly, probably started off as FWBs and he couldn’t help but fall for you

the type to tag you in the bottom right corner of his instagram pics

buys you vinyls + listen to Cigarettes After Sex together as you dance in the living room

he spoils you with shopping trips like every weekend

him singing in the shower whenever he’s at your place

you bringing the boys takeout and watching them rehearse

and they all attack you with hugs as a ‘thank you’

you two decide to keep the relationship secret for a while because “it’s more exciting”

after you got together, both of you suddenly got too shy to do anything

like you lot barely held hands

thank god you were invited to a double date by one of your friends, and you and jaehyun got much closer when you started teasing the other couple about their cringy PDA

and then you both got to the car and didn’t even realise you were holding hands the entire time

whenever he drives, his hand is surely on your thigh

jamming VERY LOUDLY to songs literally anywhere (and sharing air pods uwu)

he’s a bit cold at first because he isn’t used to fully expressing his romantic emotions, but you should expect a few song lyrics dedicated to you

and also he’ll bring you cut up fruit to show his appreciation and love :3

honestly you guys have the type of love that grows the more you guys are together

and he makes it obvious as well by being the best boyfriend he can be <3

─ • DATES YOU GO ON:

aants to make everything seem like a kdrama

‘long walks by the river side’ is like your go-to date idea - the man could write a fantastic tinder bio

window shopping in the evening, and he always mentally takes note of the items that you really want so he can spoil you with them later on

sharing airpods while walking too (...and obviously having cigarettes after sex playing, making him feel very very very in love)

getting froyo while walking hand in hand so that neither of you can actually eat it

just a lot of walks, really

he takes hella pictures of you as well - really eager to show you off on his instagram <3

─ • PET NAMES:

‘darling’ ‘babe’ kinda guy

also swings his arm around your shoulder when he says it (the fuckboy agenda even more accentuated if he’s wearing a reverse snapback)

“awh come on, princess” is the way he (begs) asks for things

often call each other by name, and you’re not sure if to call him jaehyun or yoonho

he doesn’t care on the names as long as you still have him saved on your phone as ‘babe’

�� • WHILE ON TOUR:

he can’t keep his hands off his phone

he HAS to send you updates - if you ask for something, you receive it, always

cyber sex 105%

and one of the members always knocking on his hotel room door when you two are doing it

“yuta, kindly fuck off!”

besides that, johnny or yuta or haechan will always invade your video calls and steal the phone

(jaehyun gets a lil jelly when you spend more time talking to taeyong than him)

he’ll snatch the phone away and sarcastically smile at tae and then go to another room, usually the bathroom lmao

you guys can talk for hoursssssss but jaehyun can easily disappear for a week and it’s calm

because after all, he’s extremely busy and wants to do his best as an artist

video calls and update texts when he’s getting his hair and makeup done, constantly showing off his stage outfits to you :3

─ • ARGUING/MAKING UP:

not the type to get angry, really

jaehyun prefers to sit down with some coffee and calmly talk it out with you whilst stroking the back of your hand

he’ll only get riled up because you think he looks hot when he’s angry, and he knows that

and that means it leads to fucking, which always solves the issue

or he will get genuinely angry because you’ve genuinely gotten on his last nerve after a really long day, but that’s rare since he tries his best to keep his emotions under control

although his appearance is really cold, his heart breaks if he sees your eyes turn glossy, let alone see you cry

he’d instantly sigh - at himself, at the situation - and come over to hug you, and you’d burst to tears

and that’s the third way you guys solve things

if you made him upset, you’d buy a few snacks and a bottle of wine before coming round to the dorms to see him with it

(and of course he’d forgive you)

going to bed angry happens on rare occasions too, but only if the reason was enough

but it’s always cuddles and hugs and apologised and a few tears when you’re making up, which is always welcome :)

─ • NSFW:

a dom, straight through his bones my guy

morning sex, midnight sex, kitchen sex, living room couch sex, jungwoo’s bed sex -- ya’ll have been around everywhere and with no shame

literally his sex drive is insane, and it’s very obvious

a true show off with his dancer hips, very likely to give you a semi-strip tease

risky as fuck too

not too into exhibitionism, but likes leaving barely-visible marks to show people you are his

expect helllaaaa hickeys and bites and bruises - you’re HIS

doesn’t degrade you unless you ask for it, and jaehyun does an amazing job hehe

pulling your hair and manhandling you is nearly always a must, plus a hand around your neck or fingers in your mouth

aftercare can be soft or not be there at all - depends on the mood

if it’s angry sex, he’ll probably shoot and scoot but he’ll always come back later for a cuddle

otherwise he’ll run the hot water and you shower together

sex in your household is DIRTY and MESSY as it should be.

buys you lingerie <3

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360iris · 3 years

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NSFW Alphabets: Sirius Black (Poly!Marauders Edition)

In which Sirius is in a polyamorous relationship with James, Remus, yourself and Lily.

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

He’s the type that almost immediately launches into your specific after-sex routine. He’ll leave the holding and kissing part to the others while he gets warm rags and a pitcher of water.

Makes sure you’re all cleaned up and having a clean set of sleeping clothes on; might even fix your hair so it’s not all over your head depending on how crazy the night was.

Very much the quietly caring type.

B - Body Part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite aspect of himself is his hair, he devotes so much time, money and care into keeping it soft and long. He loves when you or the others play in it (despite how many times he might grumble, it’s an act). Not to mention when he’s giving oral and you pull at his roots? He’ll work even harder to please you.

His favorite aspect of you are your hands. He loves that you’re almost all hands, always subconsciously grabbing for him; it makes him feel wanted, needed even. Enjoys when your hands are in his hair, holding his own, or mischievously drifting over his thighs.

C - Cum (Anything to do with cum)

He loves seeing you swallow, there’s just something hot about it that gets him going? He also gets a kick out of coming on your chest, thighs or butt? It’s probably a marking territory type of thing.

D - Dirty Secret

Extreme throat fucking is probably his favorite way to get off. Forcing himself down your throat until your lips are touching his base and then holding you there by the hair at the base of your neck until you’re crying from the strain? Most definitely his thing.

When he has to pull out for a second to let you cough and try to catch your breath, he’d 100% spend the time degrading you.

“It wasn’t even that long, stop you sniveling and get back over here. Didn’t you say you wanted to be good for me?”

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

Very! Probably the most experienced out of all the Marauders.

The man is downright gorgeous, with the darkest onyx locks that fall past his shoulders; not to mention a tongue and wit that’s sharper than a sword. Interested partners flocked to him and he got plenty of physical use out of those encounters, but he never paid mind to them emotionally. His heart was set on particular group of dummies.

He knows what he’s doing and knows how to pinpoint what you like by watching your reactions. He’s very adaptable and changes his approach around your needs. A very sexually intelligent and intuitive partner.

F - Favorite Position

Doggy style for when you’re being punished, it’s a way to distance the intimacy and focus on the act. Also allows for easy spankings.

The Ballet Dancer and the Upstanding Citizen are his usual go-to positions bc they allow for face-to-face interaction.

He loves getting to see your reactions during sex, not only does it allow him to gauge how to best please you, but also gives him a sense of satisfaction to see you come undone up close.

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

His during sex humor is usually derived from him degrading you. He’ll laugh at you for how whiny and needy you’re being or for how quickly you came. He enjoys being a sarcastic asshole.

H - Hot Spots (A place that drives them crazy when touched)

Massaging his scalp really gets him going regardless of if he’d directly admit it or not. The second your fingers begin caressing gentle circles in his hair, he’s melting into a puddle. Very puppy of him to be honest.

Rubbing the back of his ears probably gets him too, I have a feeling they’re quite sensitive to touch.

I - Intimacy (How are they in the moment, romantically?)

His intimacy is very serious, all lingering steely stares, face-to-face closeness and caressing of your hips. His love is quietly passionate and searing.

Because of his childhood and being disowned at sixteen, he’s been very weary of caring about others. He had Remus and James and that was enough for him. He could love them freely and know it wouldn’t burn him.

With you however, he couldn’t begin to control his love. The way you seemed to understand who he was at his core. The way he could love you no matter the weather or the consequences. The way your opinion of him never swayed, even when he was hurting the most.

His love for you is the unsung and unspoken kind, no need for the words because you can feel his adoration through his actions. Through his unwavering stares and tender caresses.

J - Jack Off (Masturbation Headcanon)

He’s not obsessed with it, but if he’s feeling particularly overstimulated in the mornings or after a Quidditch match, he just might stroke himself in the showers. He could also be into the idea of mutual masturbation.

K - Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Impact play + sadism

He enjoys seeing the aftermath of sex. The bruises on your thighs, love-bites on your neck and the lingering redness on your butt.

Corruption kink

Remus was the first partner you’d had before he’d introduced you to his friends. Sirius loved seeing how they slowly trained you into becoming more confident and sexually aware.

Degradation

The process of getting you to point where all your inhibitions are abandoned and the only thing you can even think of wanting is him, thrills him like no other. All shame, embarrassment or guilt gone.

Voyeurism

Whether it’s in an abandoned classroom, the library or an empty hallway, he loves the anticipation; the paranoia and pleasure in your eyes.

L - Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Anywhere but his favorite has to be abandoned classrooms. Your button-up wrinkled, skirt hiked up and figure bent over a desk. What can be better than that?

M - Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going?)

His love for you motivates him like no other. The need to see you under him with watery eyes and puffy lips begging him to do something, anything.

N - No (Something they won’t do, turn offs)

Big no to bodily fluids that aren’t spit. Doesn’t do CNC, he wants his partners to be eager and willing so even the act of genuinely not wanting it turns him off.

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

He’s fine with either because they give him a different sense of pleasure. He’s very observant so once he’s assessed what pleases you the most, he leans into that hard until you’re shaking.

P - Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

Slow but impacting, allowing you both to savor the way he slides into you. The pain of the stretch but also the pleasure of the veins and ridges of his length.

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

He’s definitely not the type to say no to a quickie unless he’s intentionally playing a long game. Usually he has no problem pulling you away from to group to fuck in a random broom closet.

R - Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks, etc?)

He’s all for trying new positions or fucking in different locations. By no means is he vanilla.

S - Stamina (How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)

Three rounds at most on a good day! He could probably last an hour or two, with foreplay and all.

T - Toys (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or on themselves?)

He has dildo for himself when he wants to masturbate or for when he lets you peg him. The rest of the toys are for the sole purpose of overstimulation either you or himself.

U - Unfair (How much do they like to tease?)

A teaser one hundred percent! The power edging gives him over you is intoxicating. Denying you release until you’re sobbing makes him overly giddy. Definitely the time when he’s smiling the widest.

V - Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make?)

Grunts, curses and sighs are the most you can get from him regularly. Introducing vibrators can easily change that however.

W - Wild Card (Random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He’s secretly into pet play? Loves reminding you that bunnies don’t make noise. You can bet on pastel collars, lingerie and tail butt plugs (if you’re into of course.)

X - X-Ray (What’s going on under those clothes)

A very lean torso, he’s not insanely built but definitely has firm muscles. Very nice abs from all those years of obsessively playing Quidditch.

His penis is about 6-7 inches hard, a few veins along the length of it with a protruding, pink tip.

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

Average, he’s not always thinking about sex but he’d never turn down an advance from you or the others. I’d say a healthy amount.

Z - ZZZ (How quickly do they fall asleep afterwards?)

Pretty quickly? He’s not one to stay up chatting so I’d drift off after making sure you’re all comfy and properly taken care of.

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