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literallykenmaandshoyo · 11 months

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Type Of Boyfriend They Are

Karasuno x Gender Neutral!Reader Headcanons

Warnings: Language. That's pretty much it.

Author's Note: I've been having a pretty heavy case of writer's block especially with a lot of things going on in my life right now. My mental health is a bit unstable, but I had this idea written down in my list of writing ideas and thought that it was so cute. I hope you all enjoy, and I'll probably make headcanons for the rest of the schools too!

Hope you all enjoy and I hope that you all are doing well <3

~Mod Shoyo <3

-Kageyama, Shoyo, Yamaguchi, Tsukishima, Daichi, Asahi, Sugawara, Tanaka, Noya

Kageyama Tobio:

He’s very stand-offish when the two of you first meet

“uh… can I help you?”

Once the two of you get to know each other though, you find out that he’s actually a closeted crackhead under that harsh exterior he has

After dating for a couple of months, he’s very comfortable with you and loves spending time with you

QUALITY TIME AND GIFT GIVING BOYFRIEND.

Whether you like volleyball or not, he’s asking you to help him practice, come to his games, come to his practice matches, he wants you to be there for EVERYTHING

If you manage to show your support by making him a sign or putting his number on your cheeks at one of his games??????

He definitely will deny it, but he absolutely adores it.

“You should do this more often, it was sweet.”

Shoyo teases you guys all the time and says that you’re the only one that brings out the rational side of Tobio

That will normally end with Shoyo getting hurt somehow, no matter how much you tell Kageyama to leave him alone

You still love him though <3

Hinata Shoyo:

OH MY GODDDDDDDDD

The absolute biggest ball of sunshine ever

Golden. Retriever. Boyfriend.

He’s very heavy on physical touch and quality time

No matter what you’re doing, Shoyo always wants to be there just to see what you’re doing

“Ooh whatcha up to lovey?”

He’s like a lap dog. He will lay his head in your lap just so he can stare up at you while you’re doing whatever you’re doing

Whenever you show up to his games he gets SO NERVOUS???? Like his stomach issues multiply by a hundred because you’re literally in the stands to watch HIM.

In the end, he always tries his best because he wants you to be so proud of him and enjoy watching him play!!

Everyone on the team loves you, you’re literally the only person that can make Shoyo shut up for more than five minutes because he just LOVES to admire you and appreciate how perfect you are.

“You’re so gorgeous… we should like… kiss or something.”

He’s so affectionate it’s too cute.

Yamaguchi Tadashi:

Tadashi just loves when you’re being you.

He’s always sneaking glances at you and just thinking about how soft your features are and how lucky he is to have bagged someone like you.

GIFT GIVING. GIFT GIVING. GIFT GIVING.

“Hey love, I found this super cute keychain while I was at the store with Tsuki the other day and it reminded me of you!”

“I remember you saying that this was your favorite and they only had one left, so I had to get it before someone else that wasn’t you did!”

He’s just so thoughtful. He always remembers the little things.

The very first day you kissed him? He celebrates it every year by giving you a million smooches.

You only like one very specific flavor of ice cream? He will never ever give you a different flavor and goes to multiple stores if he has to when they don’t have it

He isn’t the biggest with PDA, but he will most definitely hold your hand and kiss your cheek, forehead, or your hand.

He just gets a little shy when he’s out in public with you, but only because he doesn’t want other people looking at you and thinking that they have a chance with you.

He’s so non-confrontational, but if push comes to shove, he’ll make sure that everyone knows you’re his.

He just loves you so much and he’s so glad that you’re his. Forever. <3

Kei Tsukishima:

HE’S SO SARCASTIC IT’S ANNOYING.

Likes to play this game in public where he acts like he isn’t your boyfriend

“Excuse me, do I know you?”

HE LITERALLY HELD HANDS WITH YOU WALKING INTO THE STORE?!?!??!

You can be sarcastic too, so he’s just glad that you can take jokes and rip on his teammates or randos in the street

This dude has such a killer resting bitch face when he notices people eyeing you.

Noya tested his luck flirting with you one time and, despite Noya being his upperclassman, Tsuki almost killed him with just one look

He secretly loves how much you fuss over him.

“Babe, your glasses are so DIRTY. Here let me clean them before you run into something,”

He literally stopped the habit of cleaning his lenses because you’ll just take them and clean them for him

He loves watching you fog the lenses up with your breath and wipe them with the microfiber cloth that came in his case

Even if you only look like a big blur of colors to him and you’re all blurry <3

Tanaka Ryuunosuke:

The most respectful yet horny boyfriend at the same time

“What the hell do you mean that guy cat called you?”

He says as his hand is resting on your ass, giving it an occasional squeeze from time to time.

Very overprotective, but not in an overbearing way

Despite how loud and chaotic he may be (especially when he’s with Noya) he always picks up on your small cues and knows when you’re uncomfy or feeling a little out of place

He loves to bring you up at all times

“You know that’s crazy, because my baby loves to eat meat buns and can easily smash like seven of them in one sitting. *sigh* I’m so in love.”

Daichi literally just told him what he ate for lunch today when Tanaka asked.

PDA is his JAM.

Always has a hand somewhere on you and loves how you just nuzzle into his touch whenever he’s with you

It’s everything he’s ever wanted in life and he’s so stoked that he finally has it

His favorite place is your ass though. It’s easy access and it’s very soft and comfy in his palm

Nishinoya Yuu:

SOMEONE SEDATE HIM HE’S SO ENERGETIC

The type of boyfriend to annoy you and push your buttons all day and then just lay a million kisses all over your face at the end of the day as he tells you how much he loves you

He’s so hyped up to do anything with you

He’s definitely the type to enjoy running errands with you because he pretends that you’re married already and that these errands are just married couple tingz

He loves to embarrass you in public

Yall will be at a store while you’re just looking at clothes and trying to find some new outfits before he starts yelling as loud as he can so that people from five aisles down can hear him

“OH MY GOD YOU CAN’T STEAL THAT SHIRT BABE, WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?!?!?!”

You literally walk away and act like you don’t know him for the rest of the day

Nonetheless, he’s so appreciative of you and makes sure you know how much he loves you

The second that you first announced to the team that you were dating, you could’ve sworn you saw tears of joy falling from Kiyoko’s eyes

You keep him grounded and always help bring him out of the dark places his mind goes to when he messes up during games

Hearing you tell him how good of a libero he is and how amazing he is always snaps him out of things. He’d be a wreck without you

Daichi Sawamura:

The most caring boyfriend ever literally what the fuck-

He worries about your well-being all the time and isn’t afraid to show how much he cares about you no matter where you guys are

Sure, he’ll scold you for being clumsy and tripping in the gym, but also?

“Why the hell did they wax the floors before we started practicing? We’re just gonna dirty them again anyways?”

He’s such a passionate lover

“Hey, you look like you’ve got a lot on your mind. What can I do to fix that?”

SO MATURE IN A RELATIONSHIP.

He’s so good with communicating his feelings to you and wants you to know whatever’s going on with him and reassure you no matter what

Absolutely adores pressing kisses to your temples. He loves how you just stare into his eyes with the biggest smile ever and can see your pupils shift into hearts every time he does it

The two of you just make so much sense being together? Match made in heaven type of shit

His very older brother/dad morals have rubbed off on you and now you’re yelling at the boys the same way that he does.

He always whispers to Suga or Asahi about how proud he is of you while watching you scold someone for being immature

Asahi Azumane:

The literal definition of Cottage Core

When you hung out with him at his house for the first time, he had so many succulents and well-cared for plants

He’s so soft, he just loves you so much

He loves when you give him scalp massages after taking his bun down

Whenever you go to his house after practice, he’ll shower and have you wash his hair for him because he can’t relieve the tension he feels on his head like you do

He writes you love letters and leaves them in such random places for you to find

“Hey honey, did you leave a letter in my bento box? When I opened it, it had a little bit of curry sauce on it.”

He just blushes and giggles slightly, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

Loves to call you the cringiest/cutest pet names ever.

Honey pie, sweetums, sugar plum…

You giggle every time he says it out loud because his teammates can’t help but make fun of him whenever they hear it

They’re so cringe coming out of anyone else’s mouth. Not his though <3

Sugawara Koushi:

You will never ever catch Suga smelling bad.

Even after practice, you can’t smell that musty stench of sweat on him because it’s masked by all the deodorant he puts on.

MOST DEFINITELY smells like a bath and body works scent. It changes depending on the season and he loves smelling good according to the season

“Suga, is that… champagne toast?”

You bet your sweet ass it is.

Suga gives the most heartfelt and warm hugs in the world, it’s like hugging a warm blanket.

He’s so loving and it shows in all of his words and actions.

“Aww darling, let me wipe your nose. I told you it was going to be cold and to wear a thicker sweater when we talked on the phone this morning,”

When he says stuff like that his face is literally just >:(

His kisses are so soft. He loves to kiss your nose because of the way it scrunches up after his lips leave

“Do you not like my kisses?” Smooch. “Is that what you’re trying to tell me?” Mwuah. “I won’t stop until you accept my kisses.”

You just keep scrunching it because you love when he kisses you. He knows that, he just loves to make it a little fake argument between you two <3

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virgincels · 6 months

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STOCKING FILLER !

ft. leon s. kennedy x fem!reader

tags. p in v, filming, throat fucking, ddlg dynamics, creampie, daddy kink

note. the first part to my xmas fics! hooray! starting off very short so i apologise! ignore any typos! this is a part 2 to my fic lovey-dovey if you would like to read that first! if you see typos just know i will detonate :3 not entirely proud of this as it’s slightly repetitive but I promise the next fics will be more interesting! reblogs n feedback is much appreciated!

lovey-dovey

Huh. So that’s what you want for Christmas. Cock. What a surprise. Leon didn’t peg you as an icky little perv, his sweet girl can get down and dirty when she wants, but a sex tape? That’s new. Guess he could whip out the old camcorder, make you into a movie star, you’re certainly pretty enough. And with those false lashes on? Yeah, that’ll be a mega-hit, could make a fortune off of it, no more getting skullfucked by monsters in the field, just sticking his dick in all of your tight holes to pay the bills.

“Daddy?” He feels small cold hands on his shoulder. Yelps in a way that makes you giggle.

“Scared me, baby.” Leon huffs out a breath, tucks the letter behind his back, but you’ve got a sharp eye. His little girl knows too much. Daddy tries to keep it out of your reach, it’s for your own good, but you’re so nosy. Curious little thing.

“Why you readin’ my letter?” You wipe your nose on your sleeve, caught the flu over the weekend, doesn’t stop you from peeking over his shoulder 24/7. “That’s between me and Santa.”

“‘Cause Santa said I could,” Leon says simply.

“Nuh-uh, he didn’t.” You shake your head in disbelief as if Leon’s breach of privacy is the greatest betrayal since the whole Judas debacle. He didn’t know you and Santa had terms and conditions like that.

“Well, he did, ‘cause how else is daddy supposed to know what you want?” Leon pats the seat beside him, you go to climb over the back of the couch but he gives you a look. The daddy look of disapproval. You grunt in annoyance and make the short trip over to him. Walking around the sofa is a total pain when you’re sick - perfectly happy to terrorise him though. “Why’re you up anyway?” He goes to check his watch, “it’s midnight.”

“I got cold, daddy.” You tell him, blink up at him with big eyes that tell Leon something’s up. “And, um, I lied to daddy.”

“You lied?” Leon repeats, raising his brow. His girl doesn’t lie. Only naughty babies lie.

“I lied.” You confirm with a solemn nod. “I don’t believe in Santa, daddy.”

Shock horror. Leon clutches his chest. “Why’d you lie to me like that, babydoll?”

“Shy.” Is your plain answer.

“What, like, about Santa?”

“No, daddy,” you shake your head and let out a frustrated puff of breath through your nose, kicking your feet to distract yourself, “‘bout what I wanted from you.”

“Oh, baby,” Leon chuckles, he wraps his arm around your shoulder, draws you to his warm chest and kisses the crown of your head. “What’re you shy about, hm? I’ve had my tongue in your ass.”

Your little fists smack against his chest, muffling your embarrassed whines of daddy into his chest. It makes Leon laugh harder. “All I’m sayin’ is, sweetheart, you could ask daddy anything and I’d do it for you.” Leon is rough and calloused, but for you, he aches to be kind and soft. He’d do whatever you say in a heartbeat. If you want porn, so be it, he’ll fuck you till his dick pops off from overuse. And even then he’d let you keep his disembodied cock as a toy.

You make your recovery by Christmas Eve. Thank heavens. You’re a nightmare when sick, more so in this headspace. Grown-up you is responsible. Knock back two painkillers, cough medicine and settle into bed. Little you? God, she’s wreaking havoc. He had to change the quilt about five times, you said it was too lumpy, too thin, too ugly. Fucking Princess and the Pea. Insulted the duvet his mom made way back when, yeah, it’s patchwork, yeah, it’s ugly as fuck. You don’t gotta say it outloud though. Then you insist on using anything but a napkin to wipe your nose and— God. He’s just glad it’s over. Also means Leon can touch you again. In the way he wants, in the way you want.

Dressed in the pinkest of pinks, you sit on your knees in the middle of Leon’s California king. He insisted on finding that old camcorder, but you looked at him like he was crazy, told him his phone would do the job. The frilled hem of your babydoll rests pretty on your knees, it’s dangerously low cut to show more than just your décolletage, and the cups don’t fit right, a little too tight. You had complained, said it gave you four boobs or whatever that means. Leon patted you on the butt and told you he liked it. What kinda man says no to a big pair of tits? You might be his little girl but there’s nothing little about those, or that fat pussy, Jesus Christ. Had to swap out the matching thong ‘cause it got swallowed up between your fat lips, instead you’ve gone for comfort. Cotton panties printed with these vintage-looking lambs. There’s a blue ribbon dotting the hem that sits snug below your belly button. Through the sheer pink, he can see ‘em. Drives Leon crazy.

The camera counts down. 3, 2, 1. He steps into frame, shaky like he’s got an audience. A rogue hand brushes the front of his pants, you’re making eyes at him, licking the gloss off your lips. “C’mon, baby, get to work.” Leon pinches your cheek when you go to unzip his jeans with your naughty fingers, “Babies don’t use their hands, do they?”

You shake your head, ribbons bobbing along with you. Then you lower your head, take his zipper between your teeth and tug it down in jagged intervals. He’d taken his belt off earlier, knows that would be a little too mean. You can’t even tie a cherry knot with that tongue. Not that Leon can either. You’re pleased to find out he’s not wearing much at all underneath, letting out a hum of delight when his cock springs free, almost hitting you in the nose. What a video that could be Cock So Fat I Give My Girl A Nosebleed!

Very diligently, you run your tongue along his shaft, suck on each ball for ten seconds, then you work the tip. Your cheeks hollow as you take him into your mouth, you gag and pull back with a cough ‘cause he tickled the back of your throat.

“Thought you were a big girl.” Leon snickers at the slightly dazed expression on your face, the stringy spit that’s trickling down your chin, falling in fat globs between your tits.

“I am, daddy.” You insist in that whiny voice.

“Suck cock like a big girl then.” He slaps your right tit hard enough to make them knock together like Newton’s cradle. “C’mere, sweetheart.” Leon tucks his hands beneath your armpits and drags you to the edge of the bed, your head dangles at an angle that’s entirely uncomfortable. The only thing that’s in frame is his bare ass, and that’s not pleasant, but come on. He’s gotta do this.

Leon wipes the fat head of his cock across your pout, you open up like a good girl, he stuffs his dick down your tight throat, balls pressed to the point of your nose. Thinks he hears you inhale, then your little hands come to fondle his fat balls and the no-hands rule flies out the window. “Jesus Christ, you fuckin’ nympho, baby.” He pats your cheek, bucks his hips into your mouth to hear those delicious gag, gag, gaggin’ sounds. Once you’ve lathered him in enough spit, Leon pulls out with a wet pop, drags his balls over your face like you want him to. Nasty little thing.

Panting for breath, you sit up, pressing the back of your hand to your head daintily. “That’s good for you.” Leon comments, “makes your hair grow ‘cause all the blood is rushing to your head, Claire told me.”

“Not true, daddy,” you giggle, rubbing your temple to soothe the bursting pressure. You smile pretty when he lays you back, your head dipping between the pillows. He kisses your cheek, and you take his hand in yours, kissing his knuckles tenderly. A soft creature with even softer tendencies.

Leon’s quick to get you out of your panties, hooks his fingers in the waistband and peels the soaked seat from your slick cunt. Much to your embarrassment - he lifts them to his nose and takes a whiff, his tongue pokes out to collect the arousal that’s gathered in the centre. Then he digs into the source itself, presses his nose into your chubby pussy, sucks on your clit like it’s hard candy. The muffled moans he lets out into your cushiony cunt don’t go unheard, so brazen about it, you grow fidgety and pull at his hair. Leon lifts his head, stubble shiny with your slick, licks his lips to catch every last drop. What was he doing down there? Motorboating it?

“Daddy…” You whine, press your foot against his face to stop him. Leon captures your ankle, then kisses the sole of your socked foot, he uses it as leverage, spreads you even further. Till your thighs ache, and your pussy parts ever so slightly, he’s quick to press his cock to your twitching clit. A steady hand drags Leon’s cock up and down your folds, cock catching on your bud each time.

“Look at her, baby, missed me, didn’t she?” Leon coos, his eyes zeroed in on your spread cunt, watching how your hole flutters around nothing. Poor baby. You need his fat cock so bad. Need to be plugged up before you spring a leak. Gosh, he wouldn’t want that. “She’s beggin’ for daddy, hm? Listen to her, she’s speakin’ to me.” He smiles when your drippy cunt squelches, the slick, gushy sounds going straight to his cock as it jumps. Way to give him away. Leon don’t have a tail that wags but he sure does have a cock, and it’s hard enough to break open a walnut.

Up and down, up and down. Leon guides his cock over your clit, and past your fleshy folds, teases your needy hole by stretching you out with just the tip. Then he pulls out. When he finally fucking pushes into your warmth, you squeeze him tight, he sinks in till all of him is wrapped up in your cunt. And you squirt for him. Eyes rolled back into your head, acrylics taking down his chest, back bowing off the bed ‘cause it was just too much for his baby and her precious princess parts.

“Mmmmmphhh!” You let out a squeaky sound into the palm of your hand.

“Yeah? That so, baby?” Leon clicks his tongue, tosses your flimsy legs over his shoulders, tugs down the cups of your babydoll so he can suck your tits.

Another stream of pitchy moans. “Uh huh?” Leon responds, nodding down at you like he knows just what his dumb little girl means.

“Daddyyyyyy!” His balls plap, plap, plap against your perky ass, gonna fuck you till his heart gives out. That’s what you deserve.

“Yeah, darling? You’re talkative today, huh?” Leon cranes his neck and bites down on your nipple, leaves it all puffy. His pace slows, focuses on giving it to you slow and deep, circles his hips so you feel every inch of him. The slow, sticky grind makes a wet noise, a ring of white glistening around the wide base of his cock. You’ve gone and creamed around him.

“Mmmm… Daddy…”

“Aw, is that right my girl?”

Then you bristle, go rigid in his grip, chest heaving and your mouth falls open in a silent moan. “Ohhh, is it right there, sweetpea? Yeah? Mhm? Right there? Gonna make a big mess for daddy?” Leon presses down on your abdomen, his dick hits that special spot just right, and his tongue swirls over your nipple.

“Daddy, daddy, daddy— oh, daddy,” you whimper, spurting your release each time his cock slams against your cervix, wetting his stomach with each burst. Getting him all messy in the way he likes.

“Alright, alright, keep it down, little lady.” Leon soothes you, his warm hand rubbing your side as you tremble in his arms, breath shuddering until he dumps his load in you.

You go slack beneath him, little hand coming to rub your tummy after his warmth floods into you. He spreads you open to see how your cunt gapes, empty without his fat cock, his seed dribbles out as your pussy contracts, spills down your ass crack. Leon gives your clit one last kiss, ‘cause it’s pretty and you’re pretty, and pretty girls deserve handsome daddies who kiss their swollen little clits.

“Daddy,” you point over his shoulder, brows drawn together as your bottom lip wobbles. Never a good sign. He turns to see his phone has fallen flat on its face. See, this is why he should’ve got the camcorder out.

“Oh, baby, it’s alright,” Leon coos, you preen as he peppers your sweaty face in kisses, “we can just start again, huh? We got all night.”

“But, but, but, daddy, I gotta be sleepin’ when Santa comes.” You blubber.

“Thought you didn’t believe in him, babe.” He flicks your forehead.

“I don’t, daddy, but, will you still fill my stocking? When I go to sleep, daddy?” You’re giving him those big eyes again, batting your lashes. Santa is a ploy to get more presents. He’d figured that out.

“Yes, baby.” Leon agrees to calm you down, “but first I gotta grant your Christmas wish, don’t I?”

#leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy smut #leon kennedy x you #leon s kennedy x you #leon s kennedy smut #leon s kennedy x reader #resident evil x reader #resident evil smut

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yandere-kokeshi · 7 months

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Hi lovey! How are you? I’m sorry for requesting so much poly werewolf 141 😭 could you do a werewolf or regular yandere poly 141 x a short reader? I’m 5’1, all of them would tower over me 😭

— Yandere Werewolf TF-141 with a gn darling whose short

Warnings: yandere behavior, slight teasing, swearing, and werewolf shiz.

A/N: Hiii!! I’m doing great, hbu!? I did poly; and please enjoy this ‘short’ headcanon. Have an amazing evening <3.

The protectiveness is even worse — in their, dumb little werewolf brains: you’re short = unable to protect, or even defend thyself. You’re just so small, a bit short beside them, and they adore the height difference.

Everyone has their own obsession, and treats you like an absolute doll whenever you’re around them.

Price has an obsession with picking you up, wrapping your thighs around his waist or spinning you; easily making you grip him tighter when he playfully nips at you.

Ghost loves giving you piggyback rides, especially if he’s in his full form; riding you along on his back within in the forest when you and him decide to go onto a hike.

Johnny takes advantage of your shortness, placing objects incredibly high on top shelves, and just awaits you to come and ask him for help. Of course, if you decide to outsmart him, grab a stool, or climb up, he’ll growl and yap at you — you’re supposed to ask him for help!

While the others, including Simon, love to tease you about your height, Kyle is much calmer. While his teasing isn’t as much verbalized, he has a fanged-smirk on his face every time you can’t do something due to your height. Of course, he comes up behind you, an arm wrapping around your lower back and grabbing whatever you need.

Expect a lot of forehead kisses, and being pushed into their warmed bodies; especially during cuddle piles. It’s not common for you to pop out of the pile, body sweating, and Price’s loud snoring prominent within your beating heart.

When they’re in their full werewolf forms — all of them love to coddle you, and quite literally pick you up anywhere, at any time. Nipping at your ankles, growling affectionately and dragging you back to the nest with the nape of your shirt. And if you decide to ignore them? They will whip their head underneath you, whisking you up on their head, and making you fall back onto your back; which only results in you being dragged by your pant leg.

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kisseobie · 22 days

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piwon if they prefer ass or tits😋😋

p1harmony on whether they prefer ass or tits

pairings: ot6 p1harmony x reader

warnings: nsfw obvi.. (mdni)

a/n: slowly but surely getting back into the writing grind.. also as a tit enthusiast.. this might be biased lol

𖧷 ₊ ° . keeho

goes without saying that he loves both, but i can’t shake the vision of him in my head where he has you atop his lap, fondling your ass as the pair of you lick at each others mouths.. i know yall saw that video of him at that club grabbing onto some girl’s ass.. yeah i think it’s pretty obvious what hill he’ll die on. doggystyle isn’t his go-to, but when he does have you bent on all fours, he loves to watch your ass meet his pelvis thrust for thrust. drives him insane and he might even transform into intak and become an ass-slapping addict.. who knows! def takes those couple photos with you where he has your ass facing the camera, hands perched on top of it like they were always meant to be there

𖧷 ₊ ° . theo

boobs! although i do think the part that riles him up the most is when you’re covered, aside from the cleavage from your low-cut top that he is very hyperaware of. loves loves loves when you two are in the heat of the moment and he gets the pleasure of unclasping your bra.. that first reveal of your tits unlocks something carnal in him every time without fail. possibly even a tit sucker when he’s feeling more lovey dovey! just loves your boobs no matter the size, and you catch on quite quick and purposely begin to wear tighter shirts that show more cleavage just to watch him struggle to contain himself. if he’s on tour and you send him a few titty pictures he’ll literally jizz in his pants

𖧷 ₊ ° . jiung

another boobie lover!! lowkey can’t imagine jiung being fixated on your ass when your tits are quite literally in his face. his favorite sight, however, is when you’re wearing one of his old t-shirts with no bra on.. the outline of your nipples against the fabric makes him crazy with lust. presses his chest up against you any chance he gets so he can feel the plush of your boobs squishing against his frame.. he’s a simple man.. doesn’t need you to dress up in lingerie (although he’ll certainly appreciate if you do!!), prefers the easier access when you’re braless anyways. probably has a stash of polaroids tucked in his bedside drawer of you, topless, with one of his hands fondling at the flesh… #jiung4boobs

𖧷 ₊ ° . intak

biggest ass lover in piwon sorry.. and he’s not ashamed of that fact either! purposely maneuvers you to where your ass is facing him, whether that entails him hitting it from the back or you riding him. he’s so obsessed with your ass it’s a bit ridiculous.. and the view of it bouncing on his dick, slick connecting the two of you even when you disconnect.. is enough to make him cum with a whimper. sits you on his lap no matter where yall are at, just so he can feel the pressure of your ass on his dick. like i mentioned earlier, intak is an avid ass slapper, even in a non sexual context. just a boy that loves loves loves ass!

𖧷 ₊ ° . soul

boobs 100%.. i mentioned this in another post once but i firmly believe that shota would wanna fuck and cum all over your tits, it’s so dirty but he can’t help his little perverted fantasy, not when you’ve worn the prettiest pastel lace bralette just for him!! when the two of you first became intimate, poor soulie was soooo shy to ask to touch them, to see them. now however, is a different story. fondles and gropes your boobs like they’re his own (they might as well be!). not a huge tit sucker but he does enjoy to paw at your nipples, is so fascinated with the way they perk up when given attention. once he’s seen them, he can’t live without them </3 gets off on his own to just the mere thought of staining them with his seed :(

𖧷 ₊ ° . jongseob

not to be annoying but i can honestly picture him loving both an equal amount. loves the way your jeans accentuate the shape of your ass, but he also can’t deny the effect that the jiggle of your boobs has on his boyish brain when you’re bouncing on top of his cock. doesn’t know where to put his hands when yall are fucking, which results in seob frantically grabbing at any part of you he can get. a big fan of how your shirt rises up at times to reveal your panty-covered ass, and is equally as big a fan of how his hands look placed atop of your tits. just a horny boy that can’t get enough of each and every part of you.. he’s indecisive but he doesn’t care :p

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NISHIMURA RIKI B☆YFRIEND HEADCANONS...

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a/n: man when will it be may over riki era... probably never. anyways pt 2 to my riki bf headcanons post 😭 p.s. i DID post this on a side blog a while ago to try out tags so if u saw that no u didnt lol

genre: fluff ☝️ warnings: not proofread, kissing, if you want me to add anything please let me know!

idrk how to start this off so we're just gonna get str8 into it yeah lets GO

he is so whipped for you it's actually concerning. everyone can tell he is absolutely head over heels for you. from the way his eyes sparkle when he looks at you to the way he can't shut up about you, it's just so obvious.

he adores you, honestly.

he can't help but smile when he sees you, always admiring you. doesn't matter what you're doing; be it you brushing your teeth, eating food, putting your shoes on, or sleeping. doesn't matter! he's watching you with hearts in his eyes and a grin spread across his face from ear to ear.

his heart swells whenever you hug and/or kiss him. he may not act like it, but he is so soft for you it's actually insane. he melts in your arms the second you wrap them around him. feels safe and content, closing his eyes as he buries his head in your shoulder.

physical affection is very very important to him, it makes him feel special. he enjoys it more than he likes to admit, to be honest!

he loves loves loves kisses!! you littering kisses all over his face? he's down. him littering kisses all over your face? he's down. a kiss on his cheek? absolutely! giving him a big phat smooch on the lips?? you just made him the happiest boy ever!!!!!

(more under the cut!)

if you cup his face in your hands and just enjoy the moment as you get lost in each other's eyes he will get all mushy and lovey dovey. it's moments like these that make him realize just how in love he is with you, how much he cherishes you, and how he wants to show you he appreciates you.

riki isn't really the best with words, it's a bit awkward for him to verbalize his feelings toward you... and also impossible as well, because he simply can not describe the overwhelming amount of love he has for you.

but whenever the time calls, he can list a thousand reasons as to why he fell in love with you. from your beauty to your personality, he notices things about you even you don't notice, and it never fails to make you smile (which is basically all that matters to him)

3AM dates with riki? 3AM dates with riki.

it's a must, honestly. whenever he can't sleep he almost always messages you. he doesn't like to bother you, but he can't help it! he's so bored and you're his s/o, who else would he spam at like 2 in the morning??

he's always amused when you answer him & complain about how you were about to go to sleep and how he disturbed you. but he knows you're lying by the way you're refusing to leave when he tells you he won't mind if you go to bed and that he can always just go back to scrolling through tiktok.

"oh you're sleepy? okay 👍 i'll just go back to tiktok then" "NO DONT GO IM NOT GOING TO SLEEP YET"

and when he offers to go snack hunting at a 24 hour convenience store, who are you to refuse? and even if you were to refuse... too bad he's literally at your door right now, open up y/n <3

sometimes he doesn't even message you beforehand, he just randomly shows up at your house and the next thing you know you're taking a walk while everyone else in your neighborhood is sound asleep.

tries his best to be super cliche romantic with you. says he does it only cuz he knows you want him to do it, when in reality a part of him has always wanted to recreate those overused cute scenes in romance movies.

he will never admit to it, but sometimes he purposefully sets your dates on the days he knows there will be rain. he checks the weather beforehand just to make sure it's a rainy day 😭

but why? you may ask...

so he can take off his warm jacket and drape it over your figure when he notices you shaking and shivering beside him. so he can pull out his umbrella - specifically the smallest umbrella he could find at the dorms so he has an excuse to pull your body against his side and protect you from the rain droplets that slowly fall onto the top of your head.

and most importantly, so he can walk you home, discard the umbrella once he reaches your doorstep, watch as the rain drops glide down from your head to your face. and then he leans in and gently wipes them away from your features as he smiles softly when he notices your breath hitch at the close proximity. his hands then find their way to your cheeks, thumbs wiping away more droplets as the rain gets heavier and heavier. and at this point neither of you care that your clothes are basically drenched. all that you can focus on is how he's so gently holding your face in his hands, how he's looking into your eyes with so much love and adoration, and how he is so close to you that you can admire all the pretty moles that are scattered across his face, thinking that it's impossible for him to get any closer. but when he tilts his head and somehow shortens the proximity even more you can't help but flutter your eyes shut as you feel his lips lightly graze over yours. but he doesn't kiss you. he simply smiles before completely pulling away, grabbing his umbrella and walking off.

Yeah HE'S ANNOYING 😑😑😑👎👎👎

and when u run inside your house pull out ur phone and proceed to spam him telling him he can't just do that & that if he pulls that shit on you ever again ure gonna break up w him...

yeah he just smirks 🧍‍♀️ bcuz he knows u dont mean it- OF COURSE U DON'T- he's got u wrapped around his finger, there's no way out, i fear...

but let's not pretend he's not wrapped around your finger... cuz he is.

if you suddenly call him to hang out or tell him you miss him he is basically running to your location!!

but not before pretending that he's too busy and complaining about how you're so "needy" and "obsessed" with him, but in a lighthearted manner obviously.

he would rather step on a bunch of spikey nails with his bare feet than upset you with his words. and if he feels that his words affected you in a bad way he will kiss you all over your face and reassure you that he didn't mean it like that

he's soft but just for you 🫰

well... maybe not just for you but he's definitely the most comfortable showing you his soft side 🫶 you're basically the only one he doesn't feel awkward sharing his lovey dovey mushy thoughts with

even though he's confident now, just like the first few months of your relationship, he still gets shy around you. he thinks it's embarrassing, but you think it's cute :)

for example, when he tries to call you new pet names that you two aren't usually used to.

the second the word sweetheart left his lips he immediately turned away from your figure, hid his face in his hands and cringed at himself for even contemplating calling you that. you had to practically beg him to turn around because he was refusing to look at you for a good 5 minutes 😭

"that was so bad, y/n. why did i say that?"

and then he whines about it to you so if you want him to shut up you have to hold his face and give him a quick kiss

one time you tried shutting him up by putting your hand over his mouth... but it backfired. he licked your palm 🧍‍♀️ so naturally, you used his shirt as a tissue and wiped your palm on him while complaining about how gross he was

yeah... a kiss it is.

speaking of kisses, he loves them

more specifically, he loves catching you off guard with them.

you two could be play fighting with pillows, watching a movie, bickering, cuddling, simply talking and suddenly his lips are on yours?

mostly he pulls this on you when you two are playing video games and he feels that there's a chance he might lose to you

he puts down his controller, gently grabs your chin, squishes your cheeks so your lips pout and gently puts his plush lips on yours.

inevitably, you close your eyes. biggest mistake you've ever made.

with one hand still squishing your cheeks and his lips still moving in sync with yours, he uses his other hand to pick up his controller and beats your ass in the game

when you hear the victory cheers coming from the TV you quickly open your eyes and gasp in shock at the sight of the screen.

you call him a dirty cheater, which is true...

but is it really cheating if he's kissing you?

"you cheated!! you were kissing me just to distract me, what the hell?!"

"it's not cheating if you don't get caught 😁"

"that doesn't even apply to this scena-"

boom! he kisses you again.

he's a shithead. but he's your shithead.

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bumblebeesfromvenus · 7 months

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Back to me 🖤

Leon S. Kennedy x reader

A/N: a lil Leon lovey dovey piece. I cannot express how much I love him and I would give him the world if I could. Enjoy!

~Fi 🐝

Warnings: LEON APPRECIATION. so much fluff, kinda angsty, but nothing bad :), back kisses <3 much needed comfort for our favorite agent.

Word count: 1.5k

Please don't copy my work! I put a lot of effort and heart into the things I write.

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Clouds. That's what your bed felt like. Your sheets felt like laying on the softest and most delicate rose petals. A warm and fuzzy feeling bloomed in your chest, slowly and gently crawling all the way to your cheeks. Your lips were stretched into an adoring smile. It was all because of him, no doubt.

Leon had returned from a mission, a week ago by now, and you just couldn't stop looking at him. Admiring the view, if you will. Hunnigan and yourself had planned your asses off trying to get him a month off of work. He needed a break, in all honesty. Not that he would ever admit that, let alone ask for one. Apparently, he didn't notice how the bags under his eyes would darken, how his movements became sluggish and clumsy or how he would shoot awake from nightmares every other night.

Maybe he did notice, and he just ignored it. Hoped to wish it all away, think it out if existence if he tried hard enough. He didn't know his limits. You'd think someone in his field would, but he didn't. But you noticed. And it broke your heart every single time to see him become a shell of the man you loved. All because he never took a break, in fear of seeming weak. Utter nonsense.

So, you'd arranged for him to not be bothered by work. Not a text, a call, whatever it was, it was put on hold for now. He needed some time for himself. For you. It wasn't healthy, being in a constant state of fear, stress and adrenaline. A constant state of survival. He didn't need to do that when he was with you.

You wished he would quit that damn job of his, sometimes. It was eating at him, breaking from the inside out, albeit so slowly he had yet to notice. You would have that talk with him another time, for now this was all you could do. And you would do it gladly. Pamper and spoil him to his hearts content. Although it was more to yours, truly.

You watched him move from the bathroom, just having gotten ready for bed, to the dresser in your shared bedroom. His pajama pants sat so nicely on his hips, hugging his thighs and ass perfectly. Your gaze wandered farther upwards, to his exposed back.

He was rummaging through a drawer for one of his shirts, you'd stolen a plethora of them but always made sure to return them to their rightful place. You watched as the muscles in his back flexed and tensed in various ways as he dug around for the piece of clothing.

"What're you looking for, Baby?" You called softly from your place on the bed. His rummaging didn't stop as he leaned further into the drawer. "My Linkin Park shirt.." he mumbled. You could practically hear the way his brows were scrunched together and the slight frown that sat on his lips. "Bottom left corner."

He stopped, but then followed your instructions and, sure enough, with one reach of his hand he had found what he was looking for. A small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. He felt the fabric, it was soft. It didn't feel like it was freshly washed, though.

You'd probably worn it a couple of times before he came home. He liked it when you did that. The shirts wouldn't be as stiff and scratchy, they'd be soft on his skin, accompanied by your smell. Your perfume, your shampoo, your body wash, he loved it. It comforted him, made him feel safe.

Leon sat down on the edge of the bed, shirt in hand. Your eyes fell to his bare back again. He was so incredibly beautiful, what a shame he didn't know it. A butterfly can't see its own pretty wings, after all. You crawled over the bed, settling behind him on your knees. His head was slightly leaned forward, he was probably checking his phone. Another habit you'd yet to somehow get out of him. Checking his phone for texts or calls from work in precisely timed intervals didn't really help your cause of trying to get him out if his work life for once.

You watched the relaxed muscles in his back, the soft and perfect skin being decorated by a multitude of moles and faint scars. Reaching out, you gently ran your fingertips across them. They told so many stories, his stories, and you loved each and every one. Leon sighed as he lightly leaned into your touch. Your hands moved along his shoulder blades, over the back of his neck, down his shoulders and across his upper arms before they settled on his waist. "I love your back.." you muttered, starting to place gentle kisses everywhere you could. He stiffened for just a second before fully melting into you.

The grip on his phone loosened, slipping out of his hand and clattering to the floor. "I love every scar, every mole, all of it." You continued between kisses. You trailed your declarations of love upwards, all the way to his neck before peppering kisses over the skin there, too. Leon sighed and let his head tip to one side, giving you even more of a canvas to paint your work of art on.

Your hands now snaked from his waist to his stomach, wrapping your arms around him. "I love you." You whispered with a final kiss, pressing your face between his shoulder blades. "I love you too, sweetheart." He replied softly, caressing your hands that were splayed on his stomach. "You gonna let me put my shirt on?" He asked, an amused tone to his voice. You let out a displeased grumble, tightening your grip on him. "Fine.." you mumbled, quickly placing some more kisses on his back before pulling away.

The chaste touches of your soft lips made a shiver run down his spine. It felt so good to finally be back with you. And three more weeks of this? God, how did he even get a whole month off? He was excited to spend so much time with you. The first week, you had spent in bed all day, ordering take out when needed and cuddling. The second week, you'd meet some family and friends, maybe go on a cute date or two. The third week would be spent in a luxurious hotel by the beach.

He couldn't wait for that. It's been God knows how long since he'd been to the beach. The last week, you'd spend in bed all day, again, enjoying each other's company and warm embrace. He really could get used to this.

Leon pulled the shirt over his head, to your dismay, covering his sculpted body. You scooched back on the bed, laying down so he could rest on your chest. "C'mon, Lee." You smiled at him softly, motioning for him to join you in the paradise that was your soft pillows.

He didn't decline, of course, and promptly crawled over to you before laying on top of you. It was the perfect position for the two of you. Leon could use your plush boobs as his personal pillow, breathing in your scent while also holding you.

You, on the other hand, had the comfort of his weight on top of you and you had free access to his back, caressing and gently tracing patters on it as you pleased. He let out a content sigh once he'd settled in, perfectly fitting on top of you.

You pressed a kiss to his blonde locks, gently running your fingers through them before they found their way back to his back. "What was that supposed to be?" He muttered against your chest. A soft chuckle left you. "Your good night kiss, love."

"That won't do." Leon grunted, getting up on his elbows to place a loving kiss on your lips. You sighed into the kiss, gently grabbing his face. He pulled away and smiled at you drowsily, adding, "That's better." before moving back to his former place on your chest. "Okay, good." You replied softly, smiling down at him as you, too, could feel sleep getting to you.

"I love you so much, Baby." He slurred, nuzzling closer to your warm body. "I love you so much too, Honey." You sighed, relaxing against him. Would you wake up like this? Probably not. The pair of you were quite the turners at night. You'd probably change from this position to one on your sides, your arms wrapped around eachother while your face was pressed into his back, feeling the steady rise and fall of his breathing.

Leon would probably pull you into his arms at one point in the night. You would wake up with your arms wrapped around one another, facing eachother, lips almost touching as his warm breath fanned over your face. He would pull you from your slumber with hungry kisses, pressing his lips wherever they could reach. Every bit of exposed skin would get the gentle touch of his lips as he trailed them down your body.

Looks like it would be a breakfast in bed kind of day.

I just want to love him :(

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astraaa3 · 4 months

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please please please can you do valentino and male reader please i really like your writing

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anything sfw and/or nsfw is fine :3

A/N: You want it, you got it, Anon. Thanks for the request toots. Had a blast writing this one. >.<

Feedback is much appreciated (also, if you would like to proofread the degenerate shit I write please send a dm).

Valentino x Male!Reader

Note: You can imagine the reader to have whatever body type you prefer. While in this request Reader has a bodyguard position that doesn't mean that he was chosen for his physique. (Valentino is an asshole so he most likely hired Reader for shits and giggles) Now off we go.

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Headcanons:

Valentino likes teasing you. A LOT. Grabbing your hips, hugging you from behind, patting your head, rubbing your cheeks whenever you forgot to shave, linking his arm with yours, he always found an excuse to touch you.

Why was Valentino so tactile? Well, his love language was physical touch. Of course, he would take any chance he could to indulge. That said, the biggest reason was how you always blushed or laughed embarrassed at the public displays of affection.

Valentino loved teasing you. From changing in front of you to other…. explicit acts, he adored flustering you. And he wasn't quiet about it either. "Aww, what's wrong baby? I'm just helping you accomodate~" or "Oh come on papi, don't tell me you don't like what you see." (at one point you started keeping a catalog of the pet names he used for you)

After you decided to ask Valentino out for a date (you hyped yourself up while looking in a mirror for days before actually being able to get the words out), you found out that there was more to your boss than you had come to know. You learned that Valentino ADORED fast food, that he was shit at taking care of pets (Queef reference whom), and that he loved dancing and laughing at romcoms.

You asked him out initially out of some pathetic crush, but after the first few dates, you fell. And you fell hard. Following him around like some love-sick puppy, pouting when he was hooking up with girls at the club.

Valentino thought that it was fucking cute. So he did what he always does with things he finds interesting. He took you to bed. He didn't expect you to cuddle him the moment you were done. Much less for you to praise him. HIM. He had a minor mental breakdown while you fell asleep.

After Valentino came to terms with the fact that he started caring for you more than he planned to initially, he immediately claimed you as his. Taking you out in public and overplaying how lovey-dovey the two of you were, dressing you up in tuxes, and dining at high-end restaurants. Getting 'accidentally' caught fondling you inside of one of the clubs he owned, Valentino did everything to make sure there was not a single soul in Hell who didn't know that you were his.

A fun fact that Valentino learned about you when you officially started dating was that you would melt after being praised. And oh boy did he take advantage of that. Flattery fell out of Valentino's mouth like a waterfall whenever he saw the opportunity. "You are so handsome sweetheart, turning heads wherever you go. But those worms better keep their hands to themselves or I will FUCKING END THEM." (cue aggressive moth clicking noises)

You did get into fights with Valentino. Particularly about his short temper. While you were rarely on the receiving end of his rages, you did witness them quite often. Thankfully, Valentino agreed to try to be less rash and aggressive when he got mad. But it was still a work in progress. And there was a LOT of progress to be had.

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Small prompt: How it started

You had just gotten used to your new job when your life took a new turn yet again. It seemed like a normal day at first, you were just helping with putting the props in their places when the door slammed open, Valentino angrily stopping in his moth wings unfurled hanging behind him like a cape. It was the first time you saw Valentino without his signature coat…wings….whatever on. You blushed and started dumbly at him as your brain tried to process… heart…. nipples….(homerotic panic ensue). Valentino being Valentino of course noticed this. And making a mental note of your admittedly cute reaction he made a decision.

The next day you were called to his penthouse at the top of the V tower. You once again found yourself staring dumbly at the pictures of Valentino hanging up on the walls, your whole face turning red. Hearing a chuckle behind you, you immediately turned around embarrassed, fiddling a bit with your pants to hide the reaction caused by the pictures. (if Valentino noticed it, you were thankful that he said nothing about it or you would have died on the spot from embarrassment).

"Is this the first time you see any of my photoshoots, amorcito?" Valentino said with a smirk staring at your flushing face.

"U-uh. Yeah. I didn't know you also work in front of the camera and not just behind it." you said trying to sound more professional than you actually felt at the moment, it helped calm down the flush on your cheeks a bit.

Valentino nodded heading to the plush couch in the room sitting and crossing his fishnet-clad legs. Staring at you for a second, he took a drag of his cigarette.

"To keep matters short, you're getting promoted. From now on you will act as my bodyguard."

You stared at him confused for a second. He was an Overlord and well, you were just some random sinner who barely knew how to defend himself.

"I'm sorry, Sir, but I... I'm a bit confused. You are an Overlord and well, I think you could protect yourself better than I would be able to. Respectfully."

You could see his eyebrow twitching in what you could tell was annoyance. Smiling a few too many teeth at you, some pink liquid dripping from his lips, Valentino snarled out.

"Do I need to explain myself to you? Don't forget who's your boss bitch. You're working as my bodyguard from now on because I say so, bitch."

His fury seemed to disappear in an instant afterward, getting up and sliding his hand across the back of your shoulders in an overly sweet manner.

"You're going to do great amorcito. Now, off you go, enjoy your last day of setting up props."

With that, he sent you off. Sighing nervously, you couldn't help but think: 'Well, this is going to be interesting. That's for sure' (You had no idea how true those thoughts would prove to be) =========˚ʚ♡ɞ˚========= Send requests ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

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enheene · 9 months

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Rich kid boyfriend heeseung fucking you into oblivion as you try to study- can you make it a fic?

He wants it? He gets it.

18+ MDNI

Lee Heeseung

}^Warnings: spoiled!boyfriend!hee x afab!reader, unprotected sex, pet names, idk just annoying hee but then both of them being all lovey dovey, reader crying cuz a bit overstimulated, oral (female receiving), idk semi?squirting, breeding

}^Words: 1022

}^A/N: I’m new into writing this kind of stuff, sorry if you’re disappointed by it!! I’m as well hoping for my fast improvement in writing fics^^

Studying isn’t a thing you enjoy at all, but to get a well-paying job, that’s the only thing you can do. Having a part-time job as a waitress in a small café isn’t paying you enough for you to pay all of your bills alone. What about the food you need to survive? Well, your boyfriend Lee Heeseung, who is a young man, from an upper-class family with a playful lifestyle, helps you out. A lot. To which you’re of course grateful, but he just doesn’t take anything serious. Why would he though? He’s one of the most spoiled people you’ve ever met. He doesn’t need to study as much as you do, he doesn’t need to care about the bills, he gets whatever he wants and that means he also wants you most of the time.

„Seungiee, not now. Later”, are the only words repeatedly leaving your mouth for about 3 hours now. Your boyfriend still doesn’t seem to care, that you’re busy studying for your upcoming final exam of this semester.

,,But y/nnn, I can’t wait anymore. Do you know how hard it is to not throw you on our bed and fuck your brains out? Just, please, get a little bit of a break.”, seeing him all pouty, whiny and horny just for you, makes you less concentrated on your studies. As always. He already knows how to make you give up on your assignments, chores, etc. It annoys you sometimes, but what can you do? He’s your lover after all and you appreciate all of his efforts to make it less stressful for you.

„No, I have more important things to do.” You answer him. „More important than me? Is that so, angel?” Cocky and horny. Nothing new about your boyfriend.

As you continue to study with a book and pen in your hands, he picks you up and lays you down on your king-sized bed. „Heeseung! What are you doing?! Did you lose your mind!?”

„I actually did, yeah”, he informed you with a smirk on his face. Slowly taking off your sweatpants, as you try to get out of his grip, unveiling your pink, laced panties with a wet patch on them. ,,You’re losing your mind as well, princess. Aren’t you?”, Heeseung chuckled with a now slight smirk remaining on his face. He took the pen you were still holding in your hand and started moving up and down your clit with it. You started whining at the sudden touch of something unfamiliar but yet satisfying to you. ,,Princess, do you mind reading out loud what’s in your book?” He asked you while pulling your shirt up, uncovering your breasts. Right after, he’s pulling your panties down and throwing it on the floor. As the wetness is dropping down your cunt, Heeseung decides to take off his own shirt and pants, being left in his boxers only. You start whining asking him to touch you already but he just answers you with a ,,I asked you to read.” Scrunching your face you start reading the quotes first, making him finally put two of his fingers into your pussy moving them in and out. ,,Hee, please stop”, your trembling voice telling him throughout reading the book as your back started to arch slightly. „Is that what’s written in your book? Besides, I don’t think you actually want me to stop”, he teases you as his mouth starts kissing your thighs and then licking and sucking on your clit harshly but yes so lovely. Your moans of being close to your climax and struggling to read the book makes him harder and harder each second “Cum for me, baby”. He’s moving and curling his fingers in your cunt even faster than before, untying the knot in your belly as you moan his name out loud losing the concentration from reading the book. All of your juices being slurped by Heeseung leaving his chin wet. ,,So fucking sweet, princess. You did so well for me.” He doesn’t wipe it away as he starts kissing you making you taste yourself. ,,Don’t stop reading.“ are his only words while he’s taking his boxers off enough to free his leaking with pre-cum dick. As you start reading again, Heeseung puts the tip of his cock into your still sensitive cunt making you squirm. ,,Please, no more.” Just these 3 words falling out of your mouth made him put his whole length in as you let out an almost pornographic moan. “I’m pretty sure you can take it, my angel baby.”

Tears slowly falling out of your eyes as he’s thrusting deeply into you at a fast speed, making you moan his name over and over, as the book is fully forgotten by you. “Princess, I didn’t tell you to stop reading, did I?” Your boyfriend reminded you, while breathing hardly, about the book laying next to your head. You reach out for it and start mumbling some nonsense that isn’t even written in the book. Heeseung chuckling deeply with a smirk on his face only to speed up the pace. “Fuck, so tight, baby.” He groaned. “I’m about to c-cum.” Were your last and only words coming high-pitched out of your mouth, including his name and the mumbling of the nonexistent phrases out of your book. Your cunt throbbing and releasing even more juices than before, makes Heeseung curse under his own breath as your clenching cunt brings him to release his seeds inside of you. “I’m so proud of you, angel. We should do this more often though.” Hee chuckled as you agreed with him. You whined as he pulled out of you, feeling empty and surely telling him about the feeling of emptiness. He smirked at the common sight of his babies dropping out of you. Picking you up and walking to the bathroom now him fully undressing both of you. You and him stepping into the shower feeling the warm water falling down on your skin as you both hug.

“I love you, my princess.” “I love you too, my prince”

#enhypen hard hours #enhypen smut #enhypen #heeseung #enhypen heeseung #lee heeseung #heeseung hard hours #heeseung smut

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burnyouwithacigarettelighter · 9 months

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I was wondering if you do fluff/sfw fics, I love your writings! If so I would request some domestic fluff with one of cillians characters, I'm a sucker for that cute cuddly shit. <3

VISIONS OF SUCH SWEET DAYS ─── neil lewis 𖦹

ೃ⁀➷ “I hold you like the first time. I love your heart and all that you are. When I think of us it seems absurd to not believe in eternity.” — a letter to Albert Camus, María Casares.

pairing. neil lewis x reader

summary. domestic headcanons w/neil lewis!

warnings. tooth-rotting fluff, married life, domesticity, mutual pining, bestfriends-to-lovers

word count. 2.4k

a/n. ik this probably won’t get much attention cus theres no smut but this was sm fun to write!!! tysm anon & im so sorry requests are taking long to do😭schools taking precedent for me atm! also this wasn’t proofread i apologize😓 lastly, the title is from “apocalypse” by cigarettes after sex :)

P.S. THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR 2000 FOLLOWERS AHHHH I LOVE U GUYS SM!!!

Being in a relationship with Neil Lewis doesn’t change a thing at all. Your dynamic has stayed the same since you were just friends: you two were like an old married couple-- even before you did get married.

For years, it made Jonathan and Lucien wrinkle their noses, and you ponder about the matter often, how lovey-dovey you two had actually been without even realizing it…

🎬 you used to visit him at work with takeout after he complained about forgetting his lunch over the phone. he’d light up when you walked in, why’re you here?! on his tongue before you lifted up the plastic bag, and he’d smile that boyish smile of his, warm and appreciative and so neil, the same sweet neil you’d known since you were young.

“forget your lunch again, neil?” you’d grin. “i bet you could recite the seventh seal word by word but forget if you brushed your teeth this morning.” “you wound me!” he’d press a hand to his heart, theatrically pretending he’d gotten stabbed, “you don’t have to bet— i can recite the seventh seal word by word.”

🎬 when his washer broke, and he was too busy to get it fixed, you offered to wash his laundry for him. obviously, the thought of you handling his clothes — his intimates — had him mortified, so he suggested he just come over to yours and put a load in instead. still, the day dissolved into the two of you folding your laundry side by side, humming nostalgic tunes alongside your handheld radio.

“oh, god, change the station,” he’d groan, haphazardly tossing one of his newly rolled up tube socks into a plastic laundry bin. “hm? how come?” you questioned absently. “they’re playing that song, y’know— from homecoming?” “when that girl -- what was her name, again? -- dumped you?” “ugh, don’t remind me and please, just change it already!”

🎬 with adulthood came change, and honestly, the two of you didn’t get to see each other as often as you wanted, so neil proposed that you spend at least one night a week eating dinner together. once, you decided to cook instead of eating out, but neil got impatient. he wandered over to your figure in the kitchen, whining that he was about to keel over and die since you were taking so long. you rolled your eyes, but relented, holding up the wooden spoon and letting him taste-test, asking if it was too salty or too sweet. maybe it was because he was hungry, or your food was something so nostalgic and familiar to him, but he absolutely melted at the taste, singing praises the entire night.

🎬 sometimes you & neil’s movie-nights would drift off a little too late into the night, and the two of you would fall asleep on his couch together. you’d wake up, a strained, uncomfortable tangle of limbs and blankets, but you still felt right at home— snug against neil’s warm body, his familiar scent clinging to your skin.

🎬 since neil rarely got out of the house, you made it your mission to expose that man to the sunlight as much as possible; you didn't exactly want your bestfriend to get jaundice because he was binge-watching humphrey bogart's entire filmography for days in a row. you’d take him everywhere and anywhere: the two of you would go to the sunday farmers market downtown, looking at all the booths and tents laid out, buying fresh fruit and vegetables as opposed to, what you called, “overpriced, super-market big-box store garbage”, to which, neil would say, “is this a dig at me? because you know i’m terrible at grocery shopping, i cant help buying whatever’s easiest!”

🎬 other days, you’d walk in the park side by side, taking in the fresh air and throwing bread at ducks despite the DO NOT FEED THE DUCKS sign in bright yellow, snickering like school children.

“that one looks just like you,” you’d giggle, pointing at a particularly ugly looking one, flailing about in the water and splashing its siblings. “hardy-har, that’s very funny,” neil snorted, pushing you playfully. “jokes on you, it’s probably just like the ugly duckling.” “poor neil, is this your way of telling me you were switched at birth?”

🎬 sometimes, the two of you would sneak on top of your work building’s roof and, well, people-watch, picking a random person and dictating what you thought they were doing that day.

neil pointed at a lady wearing a furry wolf costume, and you filled in what you thought. “oh, oh, she’s going to her kids' birthday! the guy they hired to be a wolf didn’t show up, so mom decided to do it herself.” “good on her, but i don’t think it's her kids birthday she’s going to…” he trailed off, and you looked at him confused, before he gestured to the fur-suit-wearing woman entering a strip club. “huh,” you’d blink, “kinky.”

🎬 despite the confidence he projects at gumshoe video, considering he dresses up in some silly costume every week, the guy is absolutely terrified at booking his own appointments. it doesn't matter what it is, dental or medical or even a haircut, he stumbles and hangs up at the slightest rise of panic within him. its funny the first few times, but you could not deal with it anymore after he was sick with something he “didn’t know” because he was too nervous to call his doctor. you booked the first few, but then you taught him, shoving the phone in his hand and pantomiming what to do silently in front of him.

“uh, um, i’d like to book my - my-“ neil froze, mind going blank. you smacked your forehead lightly in exasperation, then pretended to inject yourself with a needle. “my, um, routine-- routine vaccinations!”

🎬 it took a few tries, but he finally got the hang of it— a big achievement on his part, but your number’s still hooked up to his dentist, so you have to remind him every time that he has to book his cleaning.

Nothing about your love has changed, not a single thing from back then, and honestly, maybe you loved him the whole time. Thought there certainly is a more romantic tone to your relationship now…

🎬 waking up next to neil might be one of the sweetest sights you’ve ever seen. usually, it’s him who wakes up first— he’s a light sleeper, while you sleep like the dead. your eyes flutter open, and there he is, piercing blue eyes drifting past your every feature. his gaze is tense and consuming but tender and loving all at once; you feel like he’s seeing through you, but it's in a good way-- you want to bare your heart on your sleeve for him because he does it for you. his hands are smooth on your side, holding you close, and he brings one up to cradle your face when he notices you’re awake.

“goodmorning,” he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “morning, you little creep,” you grin against his skin, “do you watch me every morning?” he rolled his eyes, “not every morning… i can’t when you go to work early, obviously.”

🎬 your wedding is the funniest thing you’re ever experienced. sure, most people want it to be beautiful and perfect, but you were content with anything— hell, neil could’ve married you with just his cardboard cutout of ingrid bergman as the sole witness and you’d still swoon. it’s funny because your families have this chemical energy about them when they’re together— they get along like a house on fire, and it’s just, seriously, seriously chaotic. all your friends being there doesn’t help either, especially when you were 99% sure your other best friend, violet, was pickpocketing the plus-ones you didn’t know.

“is that your aunt, or my cousin’s girlfriend?” neil asked in a whisper, taking a large bite of your red-velvet wedding cake. “i’m not sure…” you knit your brows, “but that is lucien asking for her number.”

🎬 you had gotten sick before with neil knowing before, obviously, but living with him while you’re sick means he makes it his personal mission to cater to your every need. he supplies you with dozens of pillows and blankets if you’re chilly, and will just as quickly fling them across the room if you break out a sweat. he’s by your side the whole time, even though you protest and fume that he’ll get sick too, but he says he doesn’t care, not when the love of his life is suffering. he’s so devoted to you, and it gets downright irritating at times like these, but you can’t deny how warm being showered in his love feels; being taken care of, doted on, his wide blue eyes peering into you for any sign of discomfort at all so he can quickly fix it.

just a single could i have some water? and neil’s hauling a thirty-six pack of plastic bottles into your bedroom. “just in case,” he pants, “dehydration’s a big problem when you’re sick, okay?!”

🎬 this man is a fiend!!! for spooning. little spoon or big spoon, he does not care okay maybe he likes being the little spoon a lil bit more he just adore having you near him. when he’s the big spoon, he pulls you real close, your face in the crook of his neck as he pets the back of your head gently, your arms wrapping around his waist. it’s the perfect angle because he gets to see your darling beautiful eyes looking up at him in the way you know he folds for every time. when he’s the little spoon, hes wastes no time in curling up against you, his head resting on your chest. theres just something so comforting about the position, be it your hands running through his brown locks, your legs hooked over his, or how his hands come up under your shirt and make you shiver, but you let it happen anyway, because you know how much he loves feeling your warmth under his fingertips.

🎬 neil is terrible, downright terrible at cooking… but he is a genius when the oven mitts come out! his silly little cinephile brain apparently made ample enough space for him to hone his baking skills, and when he’s not working or watching movies or cuddling with you, he’s in the kitchen, flour unknowingly on his face as he beats the living hell out of some poor egg whites.

“c’mere,” you usher him over, your eyes crinkling at his state: he was wearing a frilly hot-pink tartan apron with a heart-shaped chest — a gag gift you got him last christmas— while he piped chocolate ganache frosting on cupcakes. he drifted over to you absently, eyes still trained on the treats. they snapped straight over to you however, when you leaned in, presumably to give him a kiss, and instead darted your tongue out to lick the frosting on his cheek. “hey!” he gasped, face flushing as he scrambled to wipe away the saliva on his face. “you could’ve just said you wanted a taste.” “wouldn’t get such a cute reaction though, now would i?” you winked.

🎬 when a song comes on that doesn’t bubble up traumatic juvenile memories, you’re quick to clasp neil’s hand on your own, letting the music take you wherever, be it in your kitchen or at gumshoe video.

“dance with me,” you said, like it was a question, but already pulling neil up by the arm off your livingroom couch. your arms hooked around his neck as his hands rested softly on your waist, a familiar and comforting pressure on the flesh as you two swayed back and forth in tune to the music. “do we have a song?” you wondered, shifting your feet on the hardwood floor and looking up at him through your lashes. “the one from our wedding, probably,” he answered, “but this can be it if you want.” it’s some song you’ve never heard before, but its a good one, something you both like. “sure,” you murmur, turning to the side and resting your head on his chest as he pulled you close, swaying still. “i love you,” you said suddenly, and you heard neil let out a soft exhale of breath. “i love you, too. i think marrying you was the best thing i ever did.” “i think letting the weird new kid sit next to me at lunch was the best thing i ever did.”

All in all, married life with Neil is a dream, and entirely what you expected: you understand him like you do breathing. this love for him is innate, ingrained within you, and you know its the same for him— the love he’s shown you this whole time is the same pure thing, a tender and married adoration.

You know your husband so well you swear you could pick him out of a group by heartbeat alone; how it skips and stutters at the sound of your voice, how his heart pumps with a love only he can provide. There’s no-one else but Neil for you-- no one.

#cillian murphy x reader #cillian murphy #neil lewis x reader #watching the detectives #neil lewis headcanons #neil lewis fluff

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yae-energy · 21 days

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╰┈─✩ ˚ ‧ All the ways I love you ‧ ˚

✧˖° synopsis : The Jjk first years and their love languages !

✧˖° cast and crew : Megumi Fushiguro, Yuji Itadori & Nobara Kugisaki x Black Reader < 3

.ᐟ content warnings : General tomfoolery and mushy mush cause FUCK THE MANGA.

⤑ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ authors note : It’s been actual decades since I’ve posted any form of writing….I feel so unseasoned LMAO. This is just a quick lil hc post, nun crazyyy 😽

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Megumi “I’ll do it” Fushiguro : Acts of Service king.

Now one thing about Megumi??? He’s gonna hit you with the “I got it” EVERY. SINGLE. TIME without fail. Doesn’t matter what time of day, doesn’t matter what he’s doing, he’s gonna make sure you don’t lift a finger for anythinggg.

Is he gonna complain whilst doing it? Of course.

But that’s just true Megumi fashion. It doesn’t mean he ACTUALLY hates doing things for you. Whether that be grabbing you snacks or completing mundane tasks for you such as carrying your bag or opening doors for you, HES GONNA DO IT EVERY TIME. You don’t even have to ask.

Def brings a “if he wanted to he would” typa vibe to the relationship and obviously you appreciate it ten fold (despite the tough guy act he tries and subsequently fails to put on. He loves him some you.) And what better way can he show that than through actions?

They speak louder than words, right?

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Yuji “I love you” Itadori : Words of Affirmation goat

Ok y’all listen here, this boy is a certified yapper through and mf through. ESPECIALLY when it comes to you.

He will never fail to let you— or anyone for that matter, know just how much he loves you and appreciates your presence. You’re like some sort of higher being to him, the best thing since sliced bread if you will.

All day everyday he’s spouting all sorts of “I love you” and “I’m so lucky to have you 🥲” and he’s gonna get emotional EVERY TIME. Like he won some sort of award (the prize being you of course.) And that doesn’t even include the impromptu monologues about how you’ve changed him for the better, and how glad he is to even have someone as amazing as you.

He loves you REAL BAD, why wouldn’t he tell you?

He’d scream it from the rooftops if he could.

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Nobara “Look what I got you” Kugisaki : Gift giving queen

Now, I personally consider Nobara to be a mixture of quality time and gift giving, but I’m leaning more with the latter because damn is she a great gifter.

Not only does she love spending money (me too girl, me too.) But, she LOVESSSSS you. Two birds with one stone she’d say, because she loves having an excuse to drop a couple dollars and make you happy in the process.

If she sees you eyeing something while window shopping? It’s yours automatically— whether you actually intended to buy it or not. She’s not good with the whole “lovey dovey” schtick, that’s just not her style. But to make up for it, she makes sure that you have whatever you want when you want it, even if you express she doesn’t HAVE to.

SHE WANTS TO, and you can’t tell her otherwise.

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⤑ .𖥔 ݁ ˖ closing notes : hey guys…ahahaha…

LOOK IK I SAID I WAS GONNA POST A MONTH AGO BUT LIFE WAS LIFING LMAOOO

I also got a new job now so I won’t have AS much time to post and be silly on here (not that I was super active before but yk.)

Anyhow, thanks for reading and putting up with my lying ass 😕🫶🏽

Love y’all BOOTS DOWN

Mwah 💋

- Xoxo, Yves

#saint laurent productions #jjk trio #jjk x black reader #jjk x reader #megumi fushiguro headcanons #nobara kugisaki headcanons #yuji itadori headcanons #nobara x reader #megumi x reader #yuji x reader #megumi x black reader #nobara x black reader #yuji x black reader #Jjk trio x reader

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hearttjason · 10 months

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Please please please AKJason x reader where he's usually a big grump, but when his s/o starts to feel abdominal pain and can't keep food down, he gets all protective and caring. They spend the week together being all lovey dovey (reader even wears his clothes..) this can lead to smut or more fluff, writers choice!!

(also I've been having these bad stomach aches so that is why I ask.. thank you!! 😭)

AN: this is adorable😭 i hope your stomach feels better soon!! :( this is pretty much my first fic..feedback is greatly appreciated!!

I’ve got you.

pairing: jason todd x (gn) reader

warnings: none, pure fluff :)

you were lying in you and jason's shared bed in your tiny apartment. the stomach aches you'd been feeling for a few days haven't ceased and you had no idea what to do about them. pain medicine didn't seem to work so you resorted to lying in bed for most of the day. groaning, you buried yourself more underneath the covers, the blanket swallowing you whole.

the front door had opened and you already knew it was your grumpy boyfriend. his heavy foot steps were heard around the apartment as he groaned and muttered curses under his breath. he must've had a bad day, you can tell because he didn't shout an "i'm home!" like he usually does on a good day. stumbling into the room with half of his armor off, his eyes settle on you- or rather, the you shaped lump.

"babe" he grumbled, trying to get your attention. you only let out a "hnn" in response, trying to bury yourself impossibly more into the mattress. he sat down on the other side of the bed after he rid himself of the rest of his armor. 'hey, what's wrong? talk to me" he whispered. you loved this side of him that only you got to see the soft jason that would move mountains for you or go get your favorite snacks at 3 am. everyone else got the grumpy closed off militia leader jason, but you had a special place in his heart.

a whine was the only thing that left your mouth, it felt impossible to even speak with this goddamn stomach ache. he scooted closer to you, rubbing your back through the blankets you buried yourself in. "talk to me sweetheart, what's got you like this, hm?" your head peeked out from the covers and jason found himself smiling a little at the sight of you. "tummy aches. they've been hurting really bad, can't eat" you mumbled out.

"why didn't you tell me, baby? i could've gotten you medicine or something. how long has this been happening?" "didn't want to bother you, jay. medicine doesn't work and it's been going on for a few days". he hummed for a second, trying to think of what to do. "i have something that'll help. can you turn around for me?" he asks sweetly. you groaned and turned your body so that you were facing him. your eyes were dull, dark circles more prominent and hair messy.

even though you looked like this, he still thought you were absolutely perfect. he smiled and then laid down next to you, cuddling you as you put your face in his chest. "i think this might help, don't you?" he asked with a small giggle. you nodded and miraculously, your stomach was feeling better. "feels a little better, jay. thank you" you sighed out, placing a kiss to his shirt covered chest. he only hummed in response and you both drifted off to sleep peacefully.

the next morning, you stirred awake with a yawn and jason was already staring at you with a small smile. "sleep good?" he asked. you nodded with a smile and kissed his cheek. "you really know how to make me feel better. are you magical?" you teased with a small giggle. "hmm maybe i am..let's get you in the shower and then you can eat, yeah?"

jason would always take care of you, that's what you loved most about him.

divider by @cafekitsune

#jason todd x reader #jason todd imagine #jason todd #dc x reader #dc fluff #jason todd fluff #hearttjason

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stay-tiny-ville · 5 months

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Lee Minho

Summary ~ Cat boy Lee Minho being cat boy (Or dating head cannons for Lee Minho)

A.N. - thank you all so much for appreciating my other posts it means a lot :)

A.N. 2 - ALL THATS LEFT IS SEUNGMIN IN AND HYUNJIN

A.N. 3 - feel free to send in asks for ideas after I finish Skz and Atz :))

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jagi/ya is the only normal or sweet name he’ll give you he’ll call you tiny, tiny baby, baby bird to annoy you (if you beat me near death, maybe kitten but I hate that name)

I understand how people think he’s the tsundere type but I definitely think it’s way less of mean love and more of him being less openly lovey dovey

He strikes me as the reserved type and would be touchy in public

It’s not to make it seem like he’s ashamed of you

Absolutely not

He just likes his business and doesn’t like it in public view

We all been knew that in all ways except physical, Lino is a cat (please tell me you understand the vine I’m referencing)

And how I saw this post a while ago about how cats consider you apart of their clan or family or whatever the actual term is and they look out for you

Lino 🤝 you

His first thought when he wakes up is to check on you

Like if you’re laying so where your neck doesn’t get hurt or if you still are covered by the blanket

If you get sick you aren’t moving a muscle

Like one time you were quietly cooking breakfast in the kitchen and when he silently made his way into the kitchen he froze mid step as he knew something was wrong

Your posture was off and slumped and the real selling point was your stuffy nose sniffles

He doesn’t hesitate to mom walk over to you and lean around the counter to stare into your soul

You blink back in surprise and he just narrows his eyes

His hand basically flies to your forehead and his eyes widen in the slightest when he feels how hot you are

He pulls whatever you’re holding out of your hand and picks you up immediately and you could have screamed if you knew it wouldn’t have killed your throat

He beelines to the bedroom and you can’t even utter a word

He doesn’t even utter a word

He leaves you on the bed and just dips

He comes back in 10 minutes with a tray of sick soup and medications

He sets the tray on your lap and he brushes hair out of your face with the hand closest to you

When you go for the steaming soup he quickly grabs ahold of your wrist so you don’t absolutely cook your tongue

He takes the bowl and trades you for the meds while he takes a spoonful and blows on it

He feeds you the soop :(

The meds quickly knock you out after eating and when he sees you get drowsy he takes away the tray to the other room

You open your eyes hours later to the skin of his neck in your face

At your movement he looks down at you and rests his hand on your forehead again

His slight grimace is all you need to know

The overwhelming urge to sneeze takes over and you sit up quickly to do so

The groan that comes immediately after brings him to coo at you

“Oooooooh tiny, little bird, did that hurt?”

You groan and he does his little huff laugh salndxtvycdkne

You spend the rest of the day full body on top of him while he “complains” about how you’re going to get him sick but you just groan

(I don’t think he’s the type to like EVER get sick- correct me if I’m wrong I never looked into it lmao)

Even if you are Gorden Ramsey level Chef you aren’t allowed to cook

It’s another one of his looking out for you tidbits as he feels important making stuff you love and keeps you alive lmao

Plus it keeps you from accident cutting or burning yourself

The type to brush his hand on your cheek when talking to you

Like you’re talking to him about the new outfit you just got and he smiles while you twirl about and when you smile up at him he brushes your hair behind your ear and lets his hand rest on your cheek

Sob

I personally am always cold and since he is cat boy I just know he takes it upon himself to keep you warm

Bundles you in his jackets

Holds your hands in his pockets

Hugs where he wraps you in the jacket he’s wearing

Sob part 2

NAPS ON HIS THIGHS PLEASE

I love naps

NAPS WITH THE CATO BABIES

omg you are cat mom and you have no choice

If you are allergic well then I suppose that is just how you go out 🤷🏻‍♀️

I adore his singing and I def don’t get enough of it and I would beg him to sing nonstop

Por favor señor I beg of thee 🙏🏻

If you were to go with him to rehearsal when the studio is empty so it’s just him he would love that

Like def bring him food (that you bought since he won’t let you in the kitchen)

And when it gets later he would teach you little dances omg that’d be so cute

He’s the sweetest little boy at heart and his main priority is to look out for you :((

#skz imagines #skz x reader #skz fluff #skz scenarios #stray kids #stray kids imagines #stray kids x reader #skz fanfic #lee know x reader #lee know #lee minho #lee minho x reader #skz lee know #skz lee minho #skz lee know x reader #skz lee Minho x Reader

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ruh--roh-raggy · 6 months

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Home Sweet Home (William Afton x Wife! Reader) - Part 4

Hello hello! Part 4 is finally here!! This is gunna be a long one folks. In this one Henry and Sarah show up with a gift for reader, her and Sarah have a girl's day out, followed by some horizontal mambo time with our dear William. I hope you enjoy! If you would like to be added to the tag list please let me know!

WARNINGS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, MINORS DNI, 18 + CONTENT AHEAD, MDNI, smut marked with divider, body worship, lingerie, reader is a bit self conscious but it's very brief and non-descriptive as to why, pussy eating, p in v sex, unprotected sex, creampie, some real lovey dovey shit in this one, William rips your lingerie in half, some swearing, if I missed any please let me know!

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Word Count: 7,354

Part 3 - Part 5

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You wrapped William’s sweatshirt tightly around you as your bare feet padded out onto the porch. You can’t help but smile as you see a familiar head of curly black hair jump out of the driver's seat, Sarah Emily waving excitedly at you from the passenger seat. Your husband’s arm wraps around your shoulder. “You didn’t tell me you invited Henry over.” You tut, a smile pulling at the corners of your lips.

“I figured you and Sarah could use some girl time.” He chuckles before directing his attention across the yard where Henry was opening up the bed of his truck. “Plus, they’ve brought a surprise for you.” He gives you an excited, lopsided grin before he scoops you up in his arms. You let out a startled shriek that quickly faded into laughter as William spun you around with him. He carried you off the porch, your feet bouncing in the chilly afternoon air with every step. Sarah pushes open her door, scooting over so William can toss you into the cab, you giggled as you bounced on the worn seat. She pulls you into a tight hug.

“How are you sweetpea?” She asks as she squeezes all the air from your lungs. Both of you laugh as you hear your husbands already beginning to argue over whatever task they had joined forces to complete.

“Some things never change.” You roll your eyes, shaking your head as a playful smile spreads across your lips.

Sarah laughs in response before leaning closer to you. “So, I was thinking. You go get dressed, we go get our nails done, Henry already said he would stay and help Will here. And maybe, if you're feeling bad, we could swing by some stores and pick up a little… surprise, to show our husbands how much we appreciate their hard work.”

You point an accusatory finger at her, “what did he say to you?” Your eyes narrow as you wait for her confession.

“Nothing!” She exclaims. “You may be moving into your new house but this is the first vacation you and William have taken since your honeymoon! You deserve to relax and have some fun, you shouldn't be working your ass off the entire time.”

“Who says I'm not having fun? Last night was definitely fun, I can assure you of that.” She gasps at your implication, lightly slapping your arm in excitement.

“You have to tell me everything.” She nods in the direction of the door, you turn to find a smiling William, his arm resting on the top of the opening as he leaned into the cab.

“You two come up with a plan?” He grins at you.

“Yes, we have. But, first things first, you need to get this poor girl inside before she freezes.” Sarah orders, making you chuckle.

“Yes ma'am.” He groans, scooping you up in his arms before carrying you back to the house. “You look excited, you must be going to do something fun.”

“We're going to get our nails done.” You explain, immediately wrapping your arms around his middle and cuddling into his warmth as he sets you down on the porch. “Maybe I'll grab you something special while we’re out.” You hint with a wink. William stoops down, his warm breath against your cheek making you shiver slightly.

“The only thing I'd like is for you to be naked in this bed after I'm done building it.” Your eyes snap to him as you realized what he meant by the fact that Henry and Sarah had brought you a surprise.

“You already got a bed frame?” He nods in response, making you squeak in excitement. “Oh, honey, thank you.” He chuckles as he feels your arms tighten around him.

“It was no trouble bunny, I just want to see my girl happy.” He rests a hand on the top of your head, ruffling your hair slightly as you press a kiss to his chest.

“Gross, get a room!” You hear Henry bellow from his truck. William rolls his eyes in response to his friend's comment, one hand tangling in your hair as the other wraps around your waist. He pulls you to him, kissing you with a mind numbing intensity that nearly caused your knees to give out. As his lips separated from yours you felt utterly breathless and a little lightheaded, something you could tell William realized from the subtle smirk on his face. “Why don't you start giving Sarah the grand tour while I help Henry bring the bed inside?” He places one final chaste kiss to your lips before bounding back down the front steps.

Sarah gives you a knowing smile as she joins you on the porch. “The second he and I leave tonight William's going to be all over you, mark my words.” You chuckle as you motion for her to follow you inside. You paused in front of the window as the two of you ended up in your bedroom, both of you looking outside to the performance your husbands were putting on. Henry stood in the bed of his truck, his arms spread wide as the two of them argued back and forth. He made a broad motion to all of the parts of the bedframe and then began wildly gesturing to the house. William stood on the ground facing the much more excitable man, one hand on his hip and the other pushing up his glasses to massage the bridge of his nose. Both of William’s hands snap in front of him, making a motion that made you assume he had told Henry to stop talking. Sarah laughs from her position perched next to you.

“Do you think today might be the day they finally kill each other?” You ask with a brief glance over at her.

“I guess you never know, I'm surprised they made it this long.” She responds with a small shake of her head, a smile still laced across her features. In one fluid motion William hoists himself up into the back of the truck and, despite the smaller man’s obvious signs of protest, starts to maneuver the headboard out into the lawn.

“That dumbass is going to hurt himself.” You grumble as you throw the window open. “William Afton!” The argument that had ensued between the two men had come to a screeching halt the second your stern tone met their ears. “I know I'm not seeing you try to move that headboard all by yourself!” You could see him getting ready to protest, the sight of you crossing your arms over your chest getting ready to hear whatever clever comeback he had in store was enough for him to snap his mouth shut. “Let Henry help you so you don't throw out your back!” He gives you a hurried nod before you slide the window shut.

“You simply have to teach me how you do that.” Sarah states in awe. You and Sarah chatted idly while you got ready, changing into some more appropriate clothes than your ratty moving ensemble. William and Henry both wandered into your room just as you had finished freshening up.

William pauses, pointing between the two of you as he fishes around in his pocket. “Neither of you are to spend a dime on your nails, am I clear?” He hands his wallet over to you, wrapping an arm around your waist and placing a kiss to your forehead in the process. “Have fun, I'll take care of things around here tonight so try to relax.”

“I will.” You smile, resting your hand on top of the one he had on your hip. “What color should I get my nails?”

“Whatever color you want, sweetheart. They're your nails, it doesn't matter what color I want.” He chuckles.

“Well it does,” you start confidently, “you're the one who's going to have my hand wrapped around your-” William claps a hand over your mouth, Sarah letting out an audible gasp, and Henry choking on air as you get cut off. Your husband's face was bright red as he stared down at you with wide eyes. He raised an eyebrow at you, the expression flashing across your features sending a shiver down your spine. You'd be paying for that later.

“Purple.” He responds bluntly. “Now, you dirty little thing you, go have fun.” His features soften as he smiles at you. You stand up on your toes, pressing a kiss to his lips and giving his hand a gentle squeeze before heading off with Sarah.

“I can't believe you! I've never seen William look so flustered!” She exclaims with a laugh.

“It was the truth!” You rebuttal. “I want it to be a color he likes if I'm going to be…” you make a vague gesture with your hands that Sarah interprets as a jacking off motion.

“We definitely need to go get you some lingerie that matches your nails. If William was ready to rip you apart before I can only imagine how riled up you've gotten him now.” She gives you a teasing grin.

“Oh, I'm in for it later, there's no doubt about that.” You respond with a flustered giggle.

While you and Sarah were out enjoying some downtime William’s task at the house was going anything but smoothly. “Henry, so help me god, if you scratch these walls I'm going to kill you.” He grunts, the two of them struggling to get the heavy mahogany slab up the stairs.

“You're acting like I'm trying to mess up your house. This thing's heavy, excuse me for struggling.” Henry huffs.

“You're getting soft in your old age Henry.” William chuckles gruffly.

“You're such an asshole.” The other man responds with a laugh. The two of them lean the headboard up against the wall, returning downstairs to grab the final pieces before taking a short break. “You know, I never thought I'd see the day William Afton settled down.” Henry beams. “Look at you, you've got the huge house, big yard, successful business, loving wife.” William offers him a shrug and a proud smile “And don't you try to hit me with the ‘it’s not much’ speech.”

“Well, I definitely wouldn't be here without you Henry, you've had my back since day one.” He chuckles. Henry tosses a bottle out of the 6 pack he brought to William, the glass cool against his palm.

“I think this has less to do with my support and more with that wonderful young woman you have on your arm.” Henry loved the way that William seemed to grow flustered at the mere mention of your name. His best friend, who had always been rough around the edges and a pessimist by nature, never had even considered the idea of falling in love before you.

“She's a special one, that's for sure.” He smiles broadly as he thinks about how adorable you'll look once you arrive home later. He had no doubt in his mind that you would bound up to him, allowing him the chance to scoop you up in his arms. His eyes drift over to the disassembled bed. “She's going to lose her mind when she sees this finished.”

“Do you remember how you used to sleep on a mattress you had shoved into the corner? I don't even think you had sheets on it most of the damn time.” Henry bellows out through a laugh.

“Let’s be honest, I was never home to begin with, so it's not like that mattered.” William hooks the edge of his ring under the bottle cap, cracking it open with ease before taking a long swig of it. “Things definitely changed when she came into my life.” The happiness and comfort that the thought of you alone brought William was unmistakable. He leaned against the wall, taking another sip of his beer as he absentmindedly twisted his wedding band around his finger with his thumb. He sucks in a deep breath before beginning to talk again. “I really love her, you know?” Henry nods, leaning in order to make himself comfortable. William didn't share his feelings often. But, when he did, especially when it was about you, he could go on for hours if the mood struck him. “Even something as simple as moving here… I'm excited because it's another step I get to take in my life with her by my side. There isn't a second from the time I wake up to the time I go to sleep at night that I'm not thinking about how happy she makes me. I just… I don't know, I know I probably sound like a love struck fool-”

“No!” Henry rushes to reassure him, the crack of him struggling not to get emotional all too apparent in William's ears. “Goddammit Will, you don’t sound like a fool at all. Anyone who sees the two of you together can tell just how perfect you are together. Before she came into your life you never left your workshop. You would hardly eat or sleep. Whenever I managed to catch sight of you, you looked miserable. But then she showed up.” The pair exchange a small smile as they remembered just how much of a difference you had made. In the past, it was no secret that William was never the most approachable person. The employees at Freddy’s would go as far as to dare each other to try and sneak a glimpse of the elusive Mr. Afton down in parts and services. The day that William had unceremoniously knocked you out with a pizza tray, Henry had started to notice a definite change in his best friend.

Henry’s eyes shot up from the paperwork on his desk as William pushed into the room. “Please say you didn't give her any permanent damage.” The shorter male groans, leaning back in his too plush leather office chair.

“Nothing like that,” William hurriedly tries to brush off his worries. “But, I did want to check in with you. She seems fine, but I'd like to take her to the ER, make sure she doesn't have a concussion.” Henry’s eyes narrowed slightly as he listened to William’s phrasing.

“You want to take her to the ER?” He questions, trying to keep his tone as level as possible. If William got the inkling that Henry was even suggesting it was more than that he might clam up entirely.

“Unless you want to-”

“Oh, no I'm slammed here!” He exclaims with a chuckle. “Inventory, bills, you know how it goes.” He waves his hand as he prattles off an excuse. “Just make sure to tell her she has the rest of the week off with pay to give her some recovery time. And I’d appreciate it, since you're the one taking her to the hospital, that you make time to go check in on her.” He could see the look of confusion on William’s face. He could tell Henry was up to something, he just couldn't quite place his finger on what. William nods, his hand coming to rest on Henry’s office door as he prepares to shut it. “Oh, and Will?” He freezes as he waits for the continuation of Henry’s sentence. “Don't be nervous.”

“You were scared shitless! I could see it in your eyes!” Henry yells, pointing an accusatory finger at William.

“Can you blame me?” He shoots back with a laugh. “I had just whacked the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in the side of the head with a pizza tray, I can only imagine the rumors the rest of the employees told her before she even met me.” The two felt like a pair of giddy twenty-something year olds as they recounted the past. The two swapped stories back and forth as they sipped their beers. “Alright, let's get this thing done before they get home.” He laughs, grabbing Henry’s empty bottle and slotting it neatly back into the pack.

“He is going to love that color on you.” Sarah nudges your shoulder with hers as she looks over at your nails.

“Yeah? I hope so.” You beam, looking at the deep shade of purple you had decided on.

“You know what I think you need?” You hum in response to her question. “A nice new set of lingerie to match.”

“That would look gorgeous on you.” The nail tech chimes in.

“Wouldn't it?” Sarah responds excitedly. “So, once we finish up here, there's this little boutique in the center I'm going to take you to. We’re going to pick you out something nice and sexy to surprise Will with later, and then we’ll head back to check in on your surprise.” She says in a sing-song tone.

You stood by Sarah’s side, both of you looking through the racks of delicate lace and soft satin. “What about something like this?” She holds it up to your body. You could tell just from looking at the complicated pattern of straps that it would be a nightmare to put on. You scrunch up your nose slightly, shaking your head.

“Too complicated. I want something easy to put on and easy for William to take off.” You both giggle as she sticks the hanger back on the rack.

“Don't try and pretend that he's not going to shred whatever lingerie we pick out to pieces with his teeth.” Your face flushed at her statement.

“That was one time.” You mutter in response. She snorts out a laugh.

“ I remember when you told me about that, the look on your face.” She dissolves into another fit of laughter.

“I knew he was strong, but holy shit.” You state through your own nervous chuckle. “He's an animal.” You loved getting to spend time like this with Sarah. You two had met a little while after you and William had started seeing each other, Henry insisting on double dates in order to get to know his closest friend's girl, you and Sarah hit it off immediately.

“How was the first night in the house? Did you christen the bedroom?” She gives me a devious smirk.

“The living room, actually.” She gives you a shocked look. “He brought the mattress down so we could eat pizza in the living room, one thing led to another…” You trail off, turning your attention back to the rack.

“Both of you just can't keep your hands off each other, can you?” She asks in a teasing tone. “We have to find something perfect!” She squeals as she grabs your arm, the two of you continuing your shopping. Sarah fussed over every small detail of what each of you picked up, ensuring that you were leaving with something that made you feel like a goddess. You broke into a bright smile at the sight of William standing in the porch, waiting for you as the truck rumbled up the gravel driveway. You hurried out of the cab, your shopping bag smacking against your thigh as you bounded up the steps and into your husband's waiting arms.

“There's my girl.” He wraps you up in a tight embrace. “How was it?” He takes a knee, nodding and listening attentively to you ramble about your afternoon, a soft smile on his lips. He asked to see your nails, you held out your hand to him. “Very beautiful rabbit, I love the color.” He beams before pressing his lips to the back of your hand. You let out a small squeak as he trails kisses up your arm and over your neck before finally landing on your lips. He went to peek inside of the bag you carried, you lightly slap his hand away.

“That is for later.” You chastise waving a finger at him.

He laughs at your seriousness, “fine.” He keeps an arm wrapped around your waist as you walk inside, Sarah fussing over Henry who was complaining about jamming his hand. “You ready to go see your surprise, sweetheart?” His hand gives the pudge of your hip a small squeeze before he lets you go to run off up the stairs. You hear his heavy footfalls boom behind you, letting out a small scream as you catch the sight of your husband chasing you up the stairs. You scramble down the hall in a fit of giggles, William not far behind. Just before your fingers could wrap around the doorknob and arm slid around your waist. Your feet are lifted from the floor with ease as William pulls you into him, your body falling limp as you hang from his arm in a futile attempt to have him let you go. “Well, I killed her, guess she won't see the room after all.” He jokes letting out a sigh. You can't help but giggle in response. William pretends to be confused by the fact you were able to make any sound at all, dropping his head lower to listen for any signs of life. “My god, she's still breathing.” As he keeps up the bit it causes your resolve to crumble. You break out into a fit of laughter, one your husband joins in on as he carefully sets you on your feet. “Go on bunny, I want to see what you think.” He prompts with a nod at the door. You slowly push into the room, curious eyes scanning your surroundings. You step into your bedroom, allowing your eyes to fall on the bed.

“Will…” A smile spreads across your face as tears well up in your eyes. Your husband's warm hand slips into yours as you look at the sight before you.

“You did say you've always wanted a canopy bed.” You took a hesitant step closer to it, feeling as if it was too good to be true, like if you got too close it would dissolve away in front of your eyes. William had taken the liberty of wrapping some Christmas lights he had found while unpacking around the top of the frame, the small white bulbs twinkling in the otherwise dark room.

“How did you… Where-”

“You'll have to thank Henry and Sarah for that.” You caught the sight of the two of them peeking in from outside the doorway.

“You guys got us this?” You asked, trying to keep your voice steady, not wanting to cry in front of your friends.

“Our neighbors were getting rid of it.” Sarah starts to explain.

“William wouldn't shut up about how hard it was trying to find a frame for a canopy bed.” Henry continues with a chuckle. “I have a truck-”

“-and two able bodies.” Sarah wraps an arm around her husband's waist, the two of them sharing a proud look.

“We’d be assholes if we didn't bring it over here to be honest.” You hug both of them, teary eyed and emotional over the fact that you had such amazing friends. You wipe at your eyes with the heels of your hands, cursing under your breath.

“Well, there has to be something I can do to repay you. You guys went through so much trouble just for this, I'm not letting you get off the hook that easily.”

“How about you make us dinner some night and we’ll call it even.” Henry chuckles.

“I think I can manage that.” You respond with a laugh of your own. Henry and Sarah stuck around for a bit longer, helping you unpack a few more boxes while the four of you had a couple drinks and reminisced about the past.

“You still have this?” Henry exclaims as you hand him the photo.

William chuckles and nods, “she has a box where she keeps all the mementos she saved from our relationship, we opened it yesterday.” Henry and Sarah held the picture between them, pointing out old employees of Freddy’s they remembered and looking at your much younger, smiling faces.

“Will you look miserable!” Sarah laughs.

“Good ol’ Wiffle Bat Willy!” Henry bellows, causing your husband to groan and roll his eyes.

“It's been almost ten years! Can't we move past it? I hit one kid by accident with a bat, one, and I still can't escape the nickname?” You break out into a fit of laughter at your husband's annoyed state.

“I'm afraid you've earned the nickname, you'll probably die with it, my friend.” Henry chuckles as he finishes off his drink. “We should probably start heading out, let you two enjoy the new bed.” He groans as he stands up from the couch.

“Thanks, we’ll try not to break it on the first night.” William responds casually.

“Are you alright? Are you sick?” Henry goes to feel William’s temperature only to get his hand slapped away. “Since when do you make sex jokes?” He exclaims, throwing his hands out to the side. “You're a bad influence young lady, I know it.” The playful glint in Henry’s eyes makes you giggle, attempting to hide your flustered appearance.

“Guilty as charged.” You raise your hands in defeat. Sarah grabs Henry by the arm, whispering something in his ear that had his jovial smile turn into a smirk, his eyes briefly flashing between the two of you.

“You kids have fun. Will, remember, you can swing by Freddy’s to get her a pizza. But, so help me, if I see you trying to sneak back into parts and services-” William rolls his eyes before Henry even has a chance to finish. He stands up, grabbing their coats for them. Henry continues to ramble as he pulls you into a tight hug, your husband making small affirming sounds in an attempt to appear like he was listening.

“Let me know how he likes the lingerie.” Sarah whispers in your ear as she hugs you goodbye.

“With how he is right now, it’ll probably be in pieces on the floor within the next hour but I'll fill you in.” You both laugh before Sarah links her arm through Henry’s.

“This is supposed to be a vacation, I know the two of you are moving but, my word William, when was the last time you took a break?” Sarah keeps gently tugging him closer to the door, William’s larger form and unstoppable stride assisting her. “You should be taking your wife on a… on a cruise or something, I don't know! Not spending all night working on-” the pair finally managed to get him out onto the porch. You wondered how he seemed to be able to keep going despite the fact you never noticed him take a breath, the thought made you chuckle under your breath.

“Henry!” William barks suddenly causing the shorter man to immediately clam up. “Not that I don't enjoy us rehashing the fact that you think I work too much for the millionth time, believe me it's the best part of my week.” You saw Sarah struggling to fight off a grin at William’s sarcastic tone. “But, I'm going to go have sex with my wife now, so…” He trails off with a nod before swinging the door shut in Henry’s face.

“I told you she was a bad influence!” You both laugh as you hear Henry continue to yell outside before his voice quickly dissolves into laughter at a comment Sarah must have made. You hear the engines purr slowly fade away as the two of them pull out of the driveway. The moment they were gone William’s gaze grew hungry. He saunters up to you, your heart hammering wildly in your chest as his towering form approaches you. He takes your chin between his fingers, tilting your head so you are looking straight into his steely gray eyes. “I’m going to go make the bed. I want you to go put on that little surprise you brought home, when you're done getting ready and you feel nice and pretty you come join me, okay bunny?” You nod slowly, your wide, excited eyes making William chuckle. “Words rabbit.” He coos.

“Okay.” He lets you go, patting your butt as he walks past you, making you giggle. You grabbed the lingerie bag that you had stuck in the kitchen for the time being. You pad up the stairs, William smiling at you as you slip into the bathroom. You tie up your hair, pulling out your makeup bag from one of the vanity drawers, feeling the need to really doll yourself up in order to see how worked up William could get. You took your time getting ready, knowing the anticipation would turn both of you on even more. Your reflection stared back at you, doe eyed and blushing as you dabbed the slightest amount of lipgloss against your perfectly pink, pouty lips. You pulled the lingerie set out of the bag, carefully picking at the sticker that held the pastel pink tissue paper closed so you wouldn't ruin it. You ran a finger over the bustier’s rigid boning, smiling softly at the way your husband's favorite color contrasted nicely against your skin. You managed to get yourself looking exactly how you wanted, taking one last look at yourself in the mirror as you tugged the lace of your panties up a little higher, making sure they sat in a way that accentuated your hips. You slowly turned the handle to open the bathroom door, the steady thrumming of your heart loud in your ears as you heard the soft click of the latch coming undone. You peeked around the edge of the door, your husband lounging in bed with an arm behind his head, you swallowed thickly at the sight of his shirtless, muscular form reclined against the pillows. His glasses rested low on his nose as he read, waiting patiently for you to finish getting ready. “Will?” Your soft, nervous voice floats through the room. Your husband's gaze sliding in your direction as he snaps his book shut.

“What's the matter bunny? I can't see how pretty you look if you're hiding.” He smiles, his legs swinging over the side of the bed in order for him to sit up and face you, giving you his undivided attention.

“I feel kind of silly.” You admit as a blush creeps across your cheeks. Despite the fact that William was always telling you how beautiful you were there was always a small, nagging doubt in the back of your mind.

“Honey,” the gentleness in his tone snaps you from your thoughts. “You know you’re my beautiful girl, right?” You nod softly. “If you feel silly we can always stop, but is it alright if I see what you picked out?” He slowly stands, waiting for your permission before stepping any closer. He stood a few steps in front of you, holding out his hand in an attempt to help lessen your nerves. Your fingers slide against his palm, the familiarity of his warm, calloused skin, bringing a soft smile to your face. He gives your hand a gentle squeeze as you slowly step out into your bedroom. William’s eyes widen slightly as his gaze rakes over your smaller form. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out.

“Do you like it?” You ask nervously, the intensity of his eyes on you making you feel exposed and vulnerable.

“Like it?” Bunny, I love it.” Your eyes snap to his, the hunger returning to him as he drank in the sight of you. His hand cups your cheek as he presses into you, capturing your lips in a mind numbing kiss. You stumbled backwards, the only thing keeping you upright was the arm William had slipped around your back. “You look absolutely stunning everytime I lay eyes on you, I still can't even begin to understand how I ended up being lucky enough to make you all mine.” He growls seductively, his lips barely out of reach. You let out a squeak as he scoops you from the floor, his lips finding yours once again as he carries you over to your bed. He hovers over you for a moment, breathless as the two of you separated. “I think someone needs to be reminded how gorgeous they are.” His fingers trail down your cheek before tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “I want tonight to be all about my pretty little wife.” He gives you a sharp smile that makes your stomach flutter with anticipation. His large hands press firmly into your sides, memorizing every curve and angle of your body as he makes a show of lowering himself to his knees at the edge of the bed. “Lay back and relax sweetheart.” He winks at you, reaching up to give your hand one final squeeze before he sets to work. You let out a soft, pleased whine as he presses his thumb into the pad of your foot, his lips trailing gentle kisses from your ankle up your leg. If there was one thing you knew about your husband it was just how meticulous he was, not a single spot of your body was left unattended. The room quickly filled with the sounds of your soft gasps and moans as William marked you up. The feeling of his sharp teeth against your sensitive skin, the dark purple love bites that littered your thighs. He was a master at pushing out any negative thoughts you had, drunk off his touch alone.

He runs his hands over the curve of your waist, hot open mouthed kisses being placed along the hem of your panties. You mewled from the sensation, your fingers sliding into his salt and pepper hair. William pauses with a soft hum; your chest already softly heaving as you struggle to keep your breathing under control, your cheeks flushed, your pupils slightly blown as they meet his, he would never get tired of seeing you like this. “So pretty, all for me.” He raised his hand, running his fingers over the delicate lace that adorned your body. “You even found something in my favorite color, hm?” He gives you a small teasing smile. He rests his cheek against the inside of your thigh, nuzzling his scruffy face against your soft skin. “What did I do to deserve you?”

“What do you mean?” You lovingly stroke his hair, eyes never leaving his. “You're the perfect husband, I'm lucky you’re mine.” You place your fingers under his chin, pressing against him in a way that silently asks him to come up to you. You cup his cheek, thumb rubbing languidly over his warm skin.

“You deserve to have the ground you walk on worshiped.” He whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. “Someone who loves you unconditionally, someone who would kill for you if you asked… I plan to deliver on all of those things.” A shiver ran up your spine under your husband's intense gaze, a tone of absolute, unwavering devotion to you in his words. Your fingers slide into his hair, pulling his lips back to yours, a breathy ‘I love you’ falling from your lips before you kiss him. He wraps an arm around your waist, guiding you into his lap. His fingers ghost over your sides, making goosebumps rise on your skin. “You look very pretty in this bunny, but I would like to take it off if that's okay.” His voice was low and gravelly as it met your ears, the growing bulge in his pants pressing into your core in a way that made you whimper with need.

“Please,” you whine, “I want you to touch me William.” Your permission seemed to be all that was holding him back. A growl bubbles up in his throat, his fingers dipping into the thin bustier. He grabs tightly onto the cups of the bustier, pulling them in opposite directions. His biceps flexed under the strain, your eyes widened as you heard the fabric of your lingerie start to rip. You looked down, watching the threads pop apart as one long line split the bustier in two, your breasts bouncing slightly as the support was removed and tossed haphazardly across the room. William curses under his breath, his gaze hungry as his hands massage your sensitive mounds. You bite your lip in an attempt to keep yourself quiet.

“Let me hear those sweet sounds, bunny, don't be shy.” He prompts with a smile. His head dips lower, his lips wrapping around your perky nipple as he rolls the other between his fingers. A broken moan cracks from your throat, one hand tangling in his hair, the other pressing into his thigh as you lean back slightly to give him easier access to your chest. He swirled his tongue around the sensitive bud, his free hand squeezing your waist as he held you in place. He releases you with a wet pop, your skin hot to the touch as your husband meticulously warms you up. He adds a myriad of hickies across the expanse of your chest, your breasts, your collarbones, and up your neck, ensuring that anyone who looked at you would automatically know that you belonged to him and no one else. He lays you back carefully onto the bed, kissing down your stomach as he eases your panties down your legs. His large hands wrap around the inside of your thighs, spreading them apart as he places the ghost of a kiss to your aching clit. He runs a finger over your entrance, humming at how wet you already were. He eases a finger inside of you, making you gasp which quickly turns into a moan as his tongue flicks over the sensitive bundle of nerves. He groans as the taste of you coats his tongue, his beard tickling your skin as he loses himself between your legs. Your thighs clamped around his head, tugging at his hair as you grind your hips against his face. He slides another finger inside of you, your back arching off the bed at the delicious stretch. William traces a complicated pattern of shapes with his tongue, you could feel the coil in your core starting to tighten as he coaxed you to your first climax. You scream his name as his fingers curl inside of you, hitting a spot that made you see stars as he mercilessly assaulted it. He hums against you, satisfied with how you allowed him the chance to make you fall apart on his tongue, the vibrations making you whine as you fought a losing battle to hold off your orgasm just a little longer. A fleeting worry about crushing William’s head between your thighs was quickly shoved aside as your climax crashed through you. You pushed yourself against him, crying out as your whole body shook with pure ecstasy. He pulls off of you with a sharp gasp, finally allowing a full breath of air to fill his lungs. The lower half of his face was entirely coated in your arousal, making his beard as cheeks shine in the room's dull light. His eyes now black, his pupils blown with lust as he stared back at you hungrily. His movements tantalizingly slow as he crawls up your body, his forearms caging you on either side of your head as his massive form traps you beneath him. “I need you.” He admits in a low growl. He nuzzles his face against your neck, breathing in your sweet scent. “Please let me have you, bunny.”

“I'm all yours.” You smile your response, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. Despite how desperately he wanted to grab you and plow you into the mattress William always exercised the utmost control, he knew how easily he could hurt you if he went too quickly. He presses soft kisses to your throat, you let out a hum of anticipation as you feel his tip prod at your entrance. You let out a high pitched whine as he pushes into you, your hands grabbing tightly onto his shoulders as you adjust to his massive size.

“That's it sweetheart,” he coos softly, “just relax. I've got you.” He brushes his thumb over your cheek, his eyes scanning over your features for any sign of discomfort as he settles himself hilt deep inside of you.

“Fuck, Will.” Your voice cracks, the fullness of him stretching you so completely making your eyes roll back in your head.

“Such a pretty bunny, taking me so well.” His lips trail along your jaw, making your shiver. “How are you feeling, sweet girl?”

“G-good.” You stutter out. “Really good.” You claw at his back as he rocks into you, a guttural groan escaping your throat as your second climax quickly welled up inside of you. “Fuck, I'm gonna…” you're cut off by another high pitched moan escaping you as William’s hips snap into you.

“You're gonna what, rabbit?” He smiles down at you. “Are you going to finish bunny? Is my pretty little wife going to cum all over my cock?” His hand dips in between your legs, rubbing tight circles on your clit. You cry out his name, your legs thrashing wildly as you try to push away from him, his much larger body keeping you pinned perfectly in place. “So good for me.” He groans next to your ear. “You feel so good bunny, fuck.” His large hands wrap under your thighs, pushing them up to your chest and allowing him to press impossibly deeper inside of you. His fingers dig into your supple flesh with bruising force as he continues to pound into you, a growl escaping his throat as he chases his own climax. “You think you got one more in you, bunny?” He can't help but chuckle at your fucked out expression, your tiny frame barely holding onto consciousness. The way he had you pressed into this position, filling you so completely, hitting the deepest part of you, it snapped something in your mind. You babbled out incoherent nonsense. William’s voice sounded like it was underwater, muffled and far off. Strings of praises tumbled from his lips like a prayer as he fucked into you at a merciless pace.

“Please…” you sob. “Want you to cum in me.” He lets out an animalistic snarl as he slams you down on his cock.

“I'm gonna fill you up so good bunny.” His voice was gruff in your ear. “Such a good girl.” Your mind grew hazy as you felt yourself on the brink of cumming again. You could tell that William was close, his thrusts losing their steady rhythm. He groans softly, his hips stuttering slightly. He curses under his breath as he finishes, the feeling of his hot ropes of cum coating your walls enough to push you over the edge. He collapsed against you, a shudder running through his body as your cunt clenched around him. He gives you a few more gentle thrusts, hissing at the overstimulation before he pulls out of you.

You laugh as he lets his full body weight lay on top of you, lips fluttering over your neck. “That was some really pretty lingerie you picked out.” He chuckles, his voice raspy as sleep quickly threatens to take over.

“It's a shame you ripped it in half.” You tease.

“I'll buy you a new one, bunny.” He smiles, pressing a kiss to your cheek. Neither of you were able to move, both of your minds foggy as you came down from your highs, absolutely exhausted. William rolls off of you before pulling you into his chest. You let out a soft hum as you nuzzle against him, his warm, rough hands massaging over your waist.

“Will?”

“Yes rabbit?” The room was incredibly still, the only sounds breaking up the silence in between your hushed conversation was the subtle creaking of the trees in the wind.

“I'm so happy we’re married.” You yawn. William beams down at you, his wife, his everything.

“I am too, sweetheart.” The last thing you feel is the warmth of his lips as they press against your forehead.

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