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Ok, Ethan characters and breeding kink and / or their personal fave kink pls?

I love writing for these 🥴

The Grabber/Albert Shaw

Primal Play. He's definitely into the power imbalance between you two and he gets a total head rush after chasing you down. He always ends up catching you, no matter how fast or far you run, and he falls on you like a wild animal. There has been plenty of time where he's taken you on the ground immediately after catching you. Keeping you on your hands and knees while he mounts you from behind. If he catches you somewhere that won't conceal him fucking your brains out then he'll simply haul you into the back of his van and fuck you there. Either way, with his adrenaline pumping after a good chase, he's going to spend the next few hours enjoying his spoils.

Arthur Harrow

Would totally be into Body Worship. Would love to have you spread out underneath him, all soft and pliant, and would spend hours if he could kissing and licking and nibbling every inch of you. Would whisper words of praise and adoration against your skin the entire time. He would give you as many orgasms as he dims fit, eating you out like a man enjoying his last meal, and you are often left completely boneless and slightly incoherent afterwards.

Edward Dalton

Blood play (obviously 🥴) would purposely nick you or bite just hard enough to draw a little blood and the added taste and warmth of your blood in his mouth makes him almost feral. Anytime he gets a chance to taste you will inevitably end up with him fucking you. His eyes practically glowing and his fangs bared as he takes you, one hand on your throat to feel your fluttering pulse, and you absolutely have trouble walking the next day.

Troy Dyer

Dirty Talk is his immediate go-to. He likes getting a rise out of you, enjoys seeing you get flustered, and loves how you whimper and whine for him when he murmurs in your ear while rolling his hips slow and deep into you. He wants to look you in the eyes while he talks and what makes his words so impactful is that he means every single one. He's not one to willing offer up compliments, prefers showing you how he feels instead, but this is the one time he allows himself to be vulnerable. Of course, he also uses it to tease you. Especially if you two are out in public.

Goodnight Robicheaux

Praise Kink. This man has so many demons in his head that he's constantly trying to drown out. He feels like a horrible human for all the death he's caused so you use your intimate moments to shower him with love and affection. Telling him how good he feels inside you, how his kisses are like an aphrodisiac, and how his touch makes your blood heat in your veins. Once you start this, he would absolutely urge you to keep talking during sex, and you stammer and moan through your words as he looks at you like you hung the moon and stars

Ellison Oswalt

Cock Warming. Loves having you sitting underneath his desk, your mouth wrapped around his cock, while he works. Whenever he's stuck or gets too aroused he will lean back and grip the back of your neck while he fucks into your mouth until he's satisfied enough to continue working. Even if he spills down your throat he would grunt and murmur soft words until you swallow it all and then he makes you continue to warm him. Same goes for you warming him with your pussy. Usually it's when you two are lounging around and he just simply unbuckles his jeans or pull down his sweatpants and guide your body over his until he's buried inside you to the hilt.

King Aurvandil War-Raven

Exhibition/Public sex. Loves showing you off, loves showing you off to his people knowing they can't touch you, and loves for his people to know how good you are for him. He will sit in front of his people during a celebration, probably after a good raid or fresh from a journey, and will have you on his lap bouncing on his cock. He probably let's you keep some clothes on, not wanting everybody to see you completely exposed, and would growl and groan his pleasure loud enough to hear over the booming laughter and cheers of his men partying.

James Sandin

Lingerie/Dress Up. He would absolutely adore showering you with gifts and would especially love to see you in a pretty lacy lingerie set he bought for you. He loves the contrast between the soft silk and your skin, would want you to model every single piece for him, and will go wild if you surprise him with a new set. He just loves spoiling you and gets off on it too.

Russell Millings

Breeding/Cuddlefucking. This man is so touch-starved and pent up that it's borderline painful to witness. He absolutely lives for any type of skin contact and loves when your cuddling turns into something less innocent. He's becomes almost desperate for your touch and would often pin your body against his while he chases his pleasure inside your body. His desire to fill you to the brim and breed you slips out by accident, so lost in euphoria that he just started babbling, but the sudden intense orgasm from you both quickly eased any worries he had.

Travis Conrad

Quickies. He absolutely loves quickies and has a mental list of all the places he's dragged you to for a quick fuck. Like the bathroom of your favorite diner or in the alley beside the local bar or even in his car parked behind the grocery store. He has a very active libido and his quick refractory period leaves you in awe most times. So he's always raring to go and can immediately tell by the glint in his eyes that you are about to be squished in the nearest closet/bathroom stall as he drills into you at a brutal pace that leaves you both breathless and high on endorphins.

Vibrations

Warnings: Smut 18+, breeding/daddy kink

Guys this is filthy, I’m so glad I’m not the only one that’s going absolute feral over Price/Barry Sloane

Captain Price was one of the guys that would intimate you but yet you loved it. The feel of his eyes on you as you talk to Ghost and Soap. You could practically feel him undressing you with his eyes. It doesn’t help that he has the remote the vibrator, you twitch as you feel the frequency hit your clit perfectly. 

“Are you okay?” Ghost asked, him and Soap had their eyebrows raised at you as you squirmed under their gaze. “Yeah I’m fine, excuse me for a sec.” You walked past them, exiting the brief room, heading towards Price’s office. You heard the thud of footsteps behind you, heart skipping a beat, pussy throbbing at the thought of your captain destroying your pussy with the massive cock he has hidden under those camo pants. You round the corner and push open the door. The vibrations went up and you can’t hold in the moans any longer. You heard the door slam shut and the clinking of the belt coming off, clothes coming off. Moaning at the feel of the vibrator on your clit, he comes up behind and grunts at your response. 

His bulge brushing against your ass, he’s grinding his hips at you. “S-sir, please.” Begging to be fucked by your captain, he only chuckled at how pathetic you looked. The sound sends heat pulling to your core. You pushed your ass towards him, trying to get as much friction as you can, only for him to pull away from you. Squeezing your thighs together and putting more pressure on your clit. “Love, look at me. Do you want daddy to fuck you? Feel you with daddy’s cum? Hmm?” You moaned at the questions, looking up at him. “Answer me love or you won’t get a good fucking from daddy.” 

“Y-yes daddy. Fuck me hard please, cum deep inside me.” With the sound of that, he gripped your hips towards him, pushed his very visible bulge into your sensitive cunt. The vibrator still on your clit, his clothed cock putting pressure on the vibrator, making your pussy throb and drip with need. Wanting and needing your captain fuck you into the next world. His lips crashed on your lips, his tongue swiping along your bottom lip before plunging his tongue in your mouth. Tongues fighting for dominance before John’s tongue dominating your mouth. His hands went to your shift, nearly ripping it open to reach your tits. Your chest heaving makes them rise and fall, you looked at how he wanted to ravish your breasts. He wrapped his arms around to take your bra off, your breasts springing out of the bra. One of his hands went to one nipple while his mouth worked on the other.

You throw your head back from pure ecstasy, pushing your breasts even more into his face. He pinches your nipple in between his fingers while his mouth pulls on your nipple. Fuck you could practically cum from this alone. He switches sides giving each nipple the attention they deserve. Your hands are in his hair, pulling him closer to your chest. He grunts at the movement, the vibration from the sound on your tits sends a tingly sensation to your throbbing pussy. He pulls off from you, you whine at the loss, only to replace it with a groan as you feel the tip at your entrance. You both sigh as he pushes his entire length inside you, causing you to push your hips up to him.

He starts off with a slow tantalizing pace, bucking your hips at him to urge him to go faster, harder. One hand is on your hip, the other is on your breast, squeezing and pulling at your nipple. He places his hands under your knees for you to wrap your legs around him as he leads you both to the desk. Without missing a beat, he thrusts even harder and faster. “Fuck baby, you feel so fucking good on daddy’s cock. Want me to fill you up? Have my seed planted in you, my perfect breedable baby.” You could only whine and moan at the words coming from him. He’s always been possessive, but him having a breeding kink is new, you loved at the thought of him filling you up with his cum and carry his baby, fucking you until you do carry. Hell he’ll probably still fill you up when you are pregnant. 

You felt a tight coil in your lower stomach ready to snap, John could tell. His thrusts were getting more sloppy, he’s getting close as well. Both of his hands went to your hips, pulling you closer to him as abuses your sopping cunt. “Baby I-I’m going to cu-” If it was possible, he fucked into you harder and faster, reaching both of your orgasms faster. The tight coil snapped, your vision blurred. John is still fucking into you, his cum shooting into your walls, the warmth of it making you have a small orgasm. His movements stopped, he slowly pulled out, you whined at the loss. He growled at the sight of you: legs spread open, his cum spilling out of you. He took his finger and scooped his cum and pushed his finger back into you, keeping it inside you. You could cum a third time if you could at the sight and feel. He pulled his finger and leaned down to kiss you. The kiss was sweet, passionate. He helped you up, your legs shaky. 

“I didn’t know you had a breeding kink. I will admit that it was pretty hot.” He chuckled, heat pooling to your core again. Fuck this man can do anything innocently and you still find it super attractive. He’ll be the death of you.

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Hello! I absolutely loved the klaus x reader fluff🦋🦋

If possible, can you make an alphabet smut for the reader and klaus as well? I would soo love to read that, sweets <3

nsfw alphabet with klaus mikaelson...

warnings: 18+, unprotected sex, mentions of choking, breeding kink, cum play, mentions of oral sex (f. & m. receiving), drunk sex, mutual masturbation, overstimulation kink, semi-public sex, use of a vibrator, language

a/n: for my dear joey 🫶🏻

klaus masterlist

(a)ftercare - what they're like after sex

klaus is very dominant and can be rough during sex - that's a given. but when it comes to aftercare, he is the softest man on the planet. he'll trail his fingers up your spine and run them through your hair while he holds you. sometimes, he'll run the two of you a hot bath paired with a glass of high-end wine or champagne. honestly, he's not really picky. the only thing that matters to him is that you're close to him, being in his arms and hearing the beat of your heart — dead or undead.

(b)ody part - their favourite body part of their's and also their partner's

klaus's favourite body part of his are his hands. he mostly loves them because you always tell him how much you love them, especially when they're wrapped around your throat (*wink wink*). but he also adores touching you. smoothing over the skin of your legs. bringing you to the brink of release with them alone. let's not forget about him using them to bend you in any way he can when he's fucking you.

his favourite body part of yours is your legs. he loves how smooth and glowy they are, especially when you show them off. if you wear leggings or yoga pants, he's rubbing all over them and squeezing at the flesh of your thighs and calves. when he's about to go down on you, he'll kiss down the lengths of your legs on his way to more intimate places. and if you're wearing a dress...he's a goner. bonus points if you're all dolled up for one of his extravagant parties, and he can't be all over you because he has business to take care of. he's going out of his mind because you're so close but he can't do anything about it.

(c)um - anything to do with cum, basically

i think this one's pretty obvious, but the man has a breeding kink. big time. he spends hours upon hours any chance he gets to just fill you to the brim. you're on your back, your legs wrapped around his med-section as he drives into you slow and deep. he's painting purplish and reddish hues on your neck with his lips and teeth as both of your releases coat his cock and leak from your pussy. a puddle is forming beneath your ass because of how much he's unloaded into your walls, and watching your cunt overflow with his seed makes him feral. he's so far gone that he's mumbling to the both of you about how you'll be pregnant by the day's end if you aren't already. you're squeezing him like a vice at his filthy words, which drives him over the edge again. afterward, he spreads you apart so he can look at just how much of him you're holding inside of you, and the dirtier parts of him want to take a picture so he can look at it any time he wants.

(d)irty secret - pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs

as much as he adores filling you up, it does make him giddy when he cums on you. your tits, your stomach, your ass, your face. bonus points if he's already cum inside you. he's painted you everywhere, and he loves it.

(e)xperience - how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?

let's be real. klaus has been alive for over a thousand years. he has experience. he knows what he's doing, and he knows how to do it well. you're never left unsatisfied, and you're a thousand percent sure that no one, man or woman, has made you cum as hard as he does every time you guys do anything.

(f)avourite position - this goes without saying

modified missionary. half of him getting off is getting to see your reactions while he's fucking you. also, in this position, he can do whatever he wants to add to your sensations with ease. if he wishes, he can add in a little choking, kiss you, feed from your neck, and play with your clit. he can bend your legs in whichever way he wants, spread you wide open...the possibilities are endless, really.

(g)oofy - are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.

in sober moments, he tends to be more serious and focused on what he's doing. but in drunken moments, the two of you are giggling away at your drunkenness as you both stumble over things, knock vases over, bump into tables and couches...everything is funny to you both at that point.

(h)air - how well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.

klaus is a bougie bitch. that's just a fact, and i refuse to hear any different. he's very well-groomed and trimmed. he takes care of himself, not just for him but for you, too (though you aren't too picky when it comes to him).

(i)ntimacy - how are they during the moment, romantic aspect

this can vary. for special occasions like a date night, an anniversary, etc., he'll include lots of romance. when it comes to the one he loves, he'll go to the furthest lengths to make things special for you. but in quick moments of lust, and it's just a quickie, he'll just get right down to business.

(j)ack off - masturbation headcanon

he won’t jerk off because he doesn’t feel the need to. the only time he will is when you guys are participating in mutual masturbation, pushing and tempting yourselves until you can’t take it anymore and you’re dying for each other’s touch.

(k)ink - one or more of their kinks

breeding kink, as i stated before. personally, i think this is self-explanatory because he has a whole child. his favourite thing is to just fill you up over and over for hours on end until his cum is leaking out of you, and even then, it's still not enough. the man will literally keep cumming inside you until it physically hurts to keep going.

also, he has a major overstimulation kink. you look so gorgeous when you fall apart for him. your voice, your swollen lips, eyes screwed shut and mouth wide open as you try to catch your breath...it's addicting to watch. he just can't resist watching you cum again and again until you're begging him for a break. and even then, he just switches to eating you in an attempt to "soothe you." the man is insatiable. and justifiably so. i mean, look at you.

(l)ocation - favourite places to do the deed

anywhere you'll let him, to be honest. he's not picky at all. he definitely appreciates the traditional aspect of doing it on a bed, but he's also quite adventurous and likes to christen any place you wish. the restroom at rousseau's, the car, etc. also is in favour of bending you over things like the dining room table and the desk in his study. any time, anywhere. if you want him, he's yours.

(m)otivation - what turns them on, what gets them going

he's so in love with you and so completely obsessed with you that all it takes is for you to exist. not even kidding. all you have to do is bat those lashes at him, and he's good to go. but it drives him nuts when you tease him all throughout the day. lingering touches on his thigh, hands roaming over his chest, telling him how handsome he looks, slow and sensual kisses. sometimes you stroll around the house in your silk robe or any article of clothing that shows off your legs. also is a big fan of lingerie, even though he destroys every item of it that you own with one big rip.

(n)o - something they won't do, turn offs

klaus is very dominant and rough in bed, but he'd never want to do anything that would actually hurt you. you're his home and his heart, and the last thing he would ever do is even consider harming you.

(o)ral - preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.

he prefers giving over receiving. like i said, his favourite thing is to make you cum no matter what. not to mention the fact that he is absolutely pussy drunk when it comes to you. he swears on the lives of him and his siblings that he could spend hours upon hours just lapping at and devouring your pussy.

he's very skilled, maybe even a little too much for your liking because you're jealous of how many past lovers he's made cum with that talented tongue of his.

(p)ace - are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.

depends. if it's just a quickie, it's definitely fast and rough as he tries to satiate your needs as quickly as possible. he's also more on the rough side if he's punishing you or if you're having angry sex. but if he's feeling more intimate and soft, he'll roll his hips slow and deep, really taking the time to make sure you feel everything he feels for you.

(q)uickie - their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

klaus is definitely not opposed to quickies at all. like i said, any time you want him, he's ready for you. you partake in them very often as well. you two can't keep your hands off each other. but he does prefer to take his time with you and spend hours making you whimper and call out his name as he makes you cum with his hands, his tongue, and his cock. proper sex is his first choice.

(r)isk - are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.

risky for sure. he loves when you two are in a public place (but hidden enough), and he has to keep a hand over your mouth in order to muffle your moans and cries. the whole time he's just taunting you like, "careful, sweetheart. we can't let everyone hear how good i'm fucking you, now, can we? they'll threaten to kick us out." or if you're out for dinner, he'll play with you under the table and you have to try your hardest not to make a peep.

on the other hand, though, he's well aware of the fact that his siblings are constantly flirting with you, so he's not afraid to fuck you and make you scream from your bedroom with everyone in the house (unless hope's there because neither of you wants to traumatize her lmao). then afterward, he'll go downstairs for a drink, hair all messy and dried blood from the scratches you scraped into his back with your nails, smirking as his siblings complain about what just happened in your shared bedroom.

(s)tamina - how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last

original hybrid stamina is no joke. and definitely not for the faint of heart. he could go all night if you were game. i can't even put an exact number on it because, as we've established, he is far more than insatiable when it comes to you.

(t)oy - do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or on themselves?

he doesn't own any, but you do. you keep a vibrator for when he's away. however, klaus is mature enough to know that it's his friend and not his enemy. he'll fuck you fast and rough while keeping the vibrator pressed to your clit for maximum stimulation and pleasure.

(u)nfair - how much do they like to tease

he's the biggest tease, and he has absolutely no shame about it at all. he'll drop his voice a few octaves and whisper naughty things into your ear about what he wants to do to you at that moment, especially if it isn't the time or place. wandering hands rubbing against your waist or hips, lingering toward your ass or trailing up your thigh. or if you're alone and he's about to eat you out, he'll leave wet kisses close to your core but not quite there. he's also got this very specific look that he does when he's horny, and every time you see it, your panties magically disappear. imagine that.

(v)olume - how loud they are, what sounds they make

he's vocal during sex but not in an obnoxiously loud way. he's grunting and groaning in your ear, talking to you with filthy words as he fucks you, mumbling things to himself as he chases his own high. he knows it drives you crazy when he does so, and he makes the effort to let you know just how much he's enjoying you.

(w)ild card - random headcanon

not afraid of a little anal play. maybe a thumb in your butt as he fucks you in from behind. but this only takes place if you're down with it.

(x)-ray - let's see what's going on in those pants

long and thick in the best way possible. he stretches you out so impeccably when he's inside you, and you love feeling every ridge of his cock when he's fucking you. he reaches and massages every inch of your walls when he does so, and it makes your legs tremble.

(y)earning - how high is their sex drive

very high. any time he's stressed, angry or upset, he'll fuck you for relief. and if he's happy/in a good mood, he'll fuck you just to have a good time with you. it also helps that he's obsessed with you beyond compare. he just has to look at you and inside he's like, "yeah, i'm going to give her the night of her life."

(z)zz - how quickly they fall asleep afterwards

he doesn't fall asleep too quickly afterwards because he wants to take the time for aftercare. even if you two just lay there, legs intertwined, while he rubs your back or plays with your fingers. he ensures that you both really get to feel the love and intimacy shared between the two of you.

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“Oh, fuck.”

Your fingers dig into the soft grass as Nekomamushi picks up speed, one paw as big as your torso holding you in place. He’s massive in every sense. You can barely take him. Every thrust stretches you to your limit, but you like it that way and he knows it, the hesitancy he had when you first became intimate long since gone. And as sweet as he was in the beginning, you know he prefers letting go, given that he’s currently purring so hard you can feel it through his dick.

“‘Koma…” you moan your nickname for him, and his grip on you tightens. “Ah-! Fuck, can…can you scratch me?”

He doesn’t slow down for a second, letting out a curious growl. “Ya sure, kitten? My claws are very sharp, yannow!”

“Please? I promise I’ll be okay!” He growls again in response, and you’re not sure if it’s one of acceptance or denial until you feel him shift his hand, the claw on his index finger pressing into your nape. He applies a light pressure and drags it down your back, and you shudder and cry out, tightening around him.

This time, his growl is that of pleasure, his next thrusts harder. “Ya like that, do ya?” The gravelly rumble of his laughter is so deep you can feel it in your chest. (Or maybe that was his dick.) “Yougara like to breed like a mink.” He leans in closer, and you can hear the grin in his voice. “Needy little kitten.”

I don’t know how to answer this without fucking sounding insane. I have read this so many times that it is imprinted in my brain. Anon I don’t know who you are, but you are a blessing. The way I have been going fucking feral over this is not even funny.  this is such a gift. I love it so much I appreciate you so much. This is literally everything I want and more I love you thank you so much from the bottom of my heart I’m going to reread this a million times over.I’m so fucking horny over this AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! THIS IS MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE!!! if you want to come off anon and talk to me in my dms you are more than welcome too but that’s entirely up to you. Bless you so fucking much!!! 🙏🙏🙏

Din Djarin NSFW Alphabet

This is the first of my NSFW/SFW Alphabet series! Content will be under continue reading as NSFW content (this is from comments by @ginger-swag-rapunzel and @academiacrypt)

A = Aftercare (What are they like after sex)

The fact that there was so much pining and yearning after one another before you and Din do have sex, aftercare is something that is in his second nature. He has never been big on it before - him and any previous partners just taking care of themselves - but he will care about you. 

He will like to clean you up with his mouth and if its after a rough quickie he will tell you to keep your eyes closed for a moment longer to give you a soft kiss. If its after a time where you are in no rush, he will hold you close to his chest and love the feeling of you falling asleep in his arms after, placing gentle kisses to your head.

B = Body Part (Their favourite body part on themselves / on their partner)

He never really thought of his favourite part of his body but if he had to answer he would probably say his arms or his hands. They make his job easy. Also, when his hands are on your body his size kink really comes into play when he notices just how small you look underneath his hands as they take over the whole length of your side.

His favourite part of you, if he really had to choose, would be your thighs. He loves spending hours between them, gripping them tight and moving to bite and suck on them. He loves letting his hand rest on them when you are outside of the Crest or the way they hang over his own when you sit on his lap in the Crest. In a close second are your hands. They are small and soft and gentle and no one has ever held him as carefully as you do with your hands.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum - I am a disgusting person)

It is no secret that this man has a breeding kink (whether that is actually wanting you to have his warriors or just the thought of it) so cum-play will be something he is in to. He will like to watch it come out of you before pushing it back inside and when he is feeling especially dirty (after the two of you have a quickie outside the cantina) he will tell you to stay like that for the rest of the day.

D = Dirty Secret (What do they secretly want)

He never really thought he had any particular dirty secrets until he realised two fantasies that he wants to try with you. The first is hunter/prey and he realised this that time he was teaching you how to fight and you looked to perfect trapped under his arms. The second is pretending you are inexperienced and he has to show you what to do and this is relating to that size kink we spoke about a moment before.

He will be quite nervous to bring these up to you and he will most likely mumble it to you while he babbles away during sex. When you bring it up after he will shy away from it a little but he if you’re comfortable with it then it’s definitely something he will think about making a move on.

E = Experience (Do they know what they are doing?)

He has experience in the sense that in his younger years he had quickies when the need came but he is not experienced with the more intimate side. He wants to spend hours between your legs learning what works for you and learning how your body reacts to his touch. With Din its about something new for him - intimacy - and it will be something new for you too. 

F = Favourite Position (Self explanatory)

Din will love taking you from behind, especially doggy. It does make it easier because you do not have to struggle with keeping your eyes closed the whole time but he loves watching himself push into you while he grips tightly at your thighs. He also loves the obscene moans that leave your mouth as he does so.

When he wants to see you fall apart he will have you underneath him as he sits back on his heels, your legs bent to your chest. Your eyes will be closed but he will love to watch the way your eyebrows furrow the closer you get before your mouth hangs open when you finally reach your peak.

Once he shows his face to you he will still love this but will enjoy missionary, resting his forehead against yours so he can look deep in your eyes. The first time he can do this there will be tears in his eyes from you looking into one another’s eyes for the first time.

G = Goofy (Are they serious during sex or goofy?)

All in all, Din will be serious. He can be sarcastic, like he is most of the time and sometimes funny things happen during sex - bumping heads or funny noises - but Din will quickly move on for that, stopping your giggle with a moans when he thrusts that wee bit deeper.

H = Hair (Are they well groomed?)

It wasn’t really something he thought much of until he met you. He didn’t know why he was taking time to comb his hair a little more or trim in the shower (he is hidden under layers of armour) but he is thankful for it the first time you have sex. There is hair there and it is definitely on the natural side but its tidy.

He doesn’t mind what you are like as look as you’re happy.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment?)

Very. Maybe not in a way you think intimacy shows itself. Its not all roses on bed sheets and candles but its the closeness. He physically cannot hold you any closer to his body and at some points you’re not even sure where you end and he begins. Din will also admit most of his feelings in this moment when his mind is cloudy with thoughts of only you. He will kiss into your skin how much he loves and cares for you and what lengths he would go to to protect you from the world.

J = Jack Off (Do they masturbate?)

Din has needs, so yes. Not as much now you are staying on the Crest with him and he would much rather have your hand or mouth around him than his hand. When the need hits and you’re not there then yes, he will but he will be thinking about you and how pretty you would look on your knees in front of him in the refresher right now.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Din has a lot and they come into play most of the time (if you’re okay with it). Size kink and innocence - because you look so small and sweet underneath him. Cum play - because the thought of you carrying his child sends him absolutely feral. Hunter/prey - because of what I said earlier he would love to know your heart is racing as he follows you through a forest. He is also a bit of an exhibitionist - making you cum under the table in the cantina as he tells you to be quiet.

L = Location (Favourite place to do it)

Anywhere to be honest. You and Din have had sex everywhere on the Crest. In the pilots seat. In the bunk. Against the wall of the Crest when you first walk in before the door has even shut completely. The cantina. A back alley. Anywhere and everywhere.

M = Motivation (What turns them on or gets them going?)

You. You doing anything. He loves watching you as you play with the Kid, thinking about how great a mother to his children you would be. He loves watching you walk around the Crest with short shorts so he can see your thighs and the marks he has left all over them. When you are out of the Crest he loves how close you stay to his side as you walk through the busy streets and how the mark he intentionally left on a visible part of your neck has stopped anyone from making any rude comments to you. Any time he looks at you, thoughts of what he wants to do to you are there in his mind.

N = No (Something they will not do. Turn offs.)

Din will be up for most things but he wont want to hurt you. He does enjoy biting or sucking on your skin but anything that will cause actual pain is a no go. He is also not a massive fan of being tied up. He will try it if you ask but will find it almost too frustrating.

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

Din is a giver. He loves to watch you squirm under him as he coaxes another orgasm from you while he holds your thighs open with his shoulders and your body down with an arm slung over your tummy. He will hold your hand while rubbing circles on your side, telling you how good you are being for him.

But he also loves watching you on your knees for him, especially when he gets to hear you gag against his cock with tears pulling at the corner of your eyes. He will definitely be sarcastic as shit and maybe even a little patronising but he will hold your face gently in his hand as he does so.

P = Pace (Are they fast or rough? Or slow and sensual?)

It depends on the situation. Din can do both and he does them well. When he needs to take his frustrations out it will be fast and rough (but he wont hurt you). When he wants to show how much he loves you but can’t find the words it will be slow and loving.

Q = Quickies (Their opinions on quickies rather than regular sex)

When he needs to but there isn’t a lot of time then quickies are the answer but he would rather spend hours between your legs first if he had the chance. He will never leave you unsatisfied UNLESS he is teasing you and will make sure to make up for it by making you cum more times than you can count when you’re back on the Crest.

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

He is open to experiment and loves how much you trust him. He wants to look into those kinks he has thought about with you - Hunter/prey, choking, cockwarming, etc. and you will try them all but he doesn't want to do anything that would hurt you too much. Choking, light biting, sucking he is all for but nothing further than that.

Unless we are talking about a dark! Mando AU and he will be open to even more risk...

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

This depends on the situation. A post-bounty stress relief will be short but rough. Not unsatisfyingly short but not as long as the hours he can go when you are both flying in hyperspace. 

He can go around 2 rounds in a row but he can drag them out till you don't know anything other than him and forget your own name.

T = Toys (Do they own or use toys on themselves or partners?)

He had heard of them being used but never before tried them himself. At first, he isn't sure about them when you bring them up as he would much rather watch you fall apart under his own touch. However, when you let him watch you use a toy on yourself his interest will be peaked. When he does use them on you though expect his mouth and fingers to be involved too.

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

Din would tease you 24 hours of the day 7 days a week if he could. Sometimes, when he comes back from a bounty and just wants a release, there won't be any teasing because he can't control himself. But I'm hyperspace with nothing else to do? He will have you on edge for hours. He does not like to be teased though. If you tease him even a little expect to be flipped over and ruined.

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

Din isn't loud but he is constant. He will moan quietly in your ear just for you to hear but he will babble non-stop, telling you how good you are being for him and that this is for walking around the Crest all day in nothing but your tiny shorts and shirts and he just wants to make you feel good. While he isn't that loud he wants you to be. He will ask you to use your words and will want to hear every moan and groan to leave your mouth. When he first hears you moan Din rather than Mando prepare for him to absolutely lose it.

W = Wildcard (Random headcannon for your character)

The first time Din tells you he wants you to be his riddur will be during sex. He will be looking down at you and see you so perfect laid out below him and he knows he never wants to live a life without you. The words fall out his mouth before he can even stop them and it will be a while before he brings it up properly again.

X = X-ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

Listen, we all know Din is packing and he knows it. A good 8/9 inches and thick as well. When you are on your knees and he can see you struggling to take him that will get him going. Expect to hear him smugly ask if you're okay and tell you you're doing so good for him.

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

Very high. Din has to be away for days at a time for bounties so when he is back to the safety of the Crest he wants nothing other than your two bodies to be tangled together. He isn’t as young as he used to be so while he can’t go as many rounds he can make them last long enough to make sure both your needs are satisfied and then some.

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

Din is not big on the sleeping thing. He has naps to keep him going but rarely a full nights sleep. After sex however, with you asleep in his arms he wont be long behind you and he will have a longer and deeper sleep than he has ever had before.

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NSFW Pelle hc ?

warnings: smut, breeding kink, kidnapping mentions

pelle has one mode and that is insanely gentle and caring

he doesn't care if you're on top or under him, pelle will find a way to make you feel adored

if you are on the bottom, pelle spends most of the time hunched over your as he methodically grinds his cock down

his lips find their home along your neck when they aren't against your own in a bruising, passionate kiss

if you're on top, pelle is likely sitting up instead of lying down

he needs to feel you, not only on his cock but also just against him in his arms

and so, as you bounce and grind onto him, pelle keeps his arms lightly wrapped around your middle and him lips firmly planted just about anywhere he can reach

when he's feeling like this, pelle stays mostly quiet as far as speaking is concerned

but that in no way means he isn't known for pouring his heart to you between his own moans

"my love," a delicate kiss to your shoulder, "my heart. so good to me, to us." he takes a shuttering breath. placing another brief kiss to your neck, pelle continues, "let me love you. as you deserve to be loved."

he leaves his mark in kisses and bites on just about every part of your body

pelle will not stop until he knows you feel nothing but love and care in his embrace

I know I said one mode but its more like two, the second being absolutely feral

while the hårga does have a communal outlook on most things, when you're approved to be together you are, in essence, pelles

his mate, if you will

and sometimes he needs to make very clear that while you and him are part of the (extremely) close knit community, you are still his, to have and to hold

those are the times he lays you out on whatever surface may be available and makes his feelings known

he stays on top this time, if only so he can drive his aching cock as deep and hard into your still sensitive insides as he wants

pelles sweet moans are replaced with guttural growls of pure possession

the sound never fails to send a pang of arousal straight to your core, and pelle knows this

hell purposefully do it as hes kissing you, so it always feels that much more intimate

pelle is partial to keeping you a more missionary style position with your knees held close to your chest

just so pelle can push his cock that much deeper inside you, as far as he possibly can go

with how fast he's pounding you already know you are not walking tomorrow (much to pelles delight as it means he can dote on you for the day)

in the moment though, he doesnt care

pelles goal is to claim and mark you as his until he knows you are there and won't be leaving anytime soon

regardless of how he's feeling, pelle always feels some subtle want to breed you

whether or not you can actually be breed really doesn't cross his mind honestly, he just want to have a child no matter if it came from you or not

surprisingly, going slow is really what makes this kink of his go into overdrive

being sure by so much love and care makes every domestic bone in pelles body go into hyperdrive

he needs to have his own little family with you, even if he knows the child will be raised by the other members of the community

if you can get pregnant, pelle desperately wants to watch your tummy swell with the seed he oh so carefully placed there in (several) nights of gentle lovemaking

pelle absolutely want to fuck you while you're like this, the sight just gets him so jot and bothered

hell lie you on your side, with him spooning behind your so that be can slowly drag his cock in and out of you

one hand constantly rubbing patterns over your ever growing stomach while the other slowly toys with your sex, just enough to keep you on edge for a little while

of you can't get pregnant (or don't want to), no problem!

pelle still has silent delusions of trying to put a baby in you--yes he knows he can't and no, he doesn't care--but in the meantime he and the rest of the hårga might be a little more on the lookout for a child in town with less than savory parents, or an orphan without anyone else

not to say they would kidnap the kid but

congratulations! they're yours now!

pelle is so happy, he knows the child did not have a good life and he absolutely feels that they will thrive with the hårga

especially if they were an orphan given his own background, he just knows that you and him are doing a good thing

Im the list anon again and boy do I have more for you but this time I also have some questions as well if your time allows and you are willing to answer of course. First with the other things I loved:

1) the fact that Ron warmed up to Draco so quickly! I genuinely think thats so much in character. Ron is not a distrustful person and as a middle child as they come is very easygoing and would for sure make stupid jokes at Draco

2) The patronus. My god the Patronus. I seriously put the phone down and made a small slow clap during that chapter. At first I was like hmmmm *insert unsure kombucha girl face* because almost all fanfics have him with a dragon patronus and leave it at that (and lets be honest at this point my expectations of you were quite high dont blame me blame your bloody brilliant writing) but then, and I dont know if you did this on purpose or not (I have a feeling you did) but the fact that the dragon was the same (pale white) wounded but still feral dragon that Hermione FREEED (!) from a bank (£££) dungeon, malnourished and used for its nature, surrounded by darkness, wealth and misery!! And it was Hermione who broke its chains!!!!! Is just *chefs fucking kiss* slow clap*

3) the way you describe sex scenes are so natural! Ive never read a fanfic or book that doesnt make me gag a little bit (I am not a fan of smut at all but ill go with it because of a good story) until I read yours. Its so simple but yet intricate and you make the entire act so intriguing and normal and intimate. Bravo.

4) I LOVE SASHA. I love that Theo fell for her head over heels and the way you portrayd her reminded me of a friend of mine who works as a sous-chef in London so I always pictured her when reading it!

5) Dracos inner voice is ON POINT. Like I genuinely think you shoud own the rights to that character now.

6) Ill say it again. I love Ginny. You should also own the rights to her character too.

7) my interest for Quiddich (even when reading the books/wathcing the movies) was on par, if not lower than Hermiones. You managed to get me interested in that too so yes another slow clap to you

7.1) Also such a clever career for Draco!! Made si much sense!

Now to some questions

A) What was the deal with Malfoy referring to Ginny as Weasly and refusing to aknowledge her Potter surname. And why did everyone kept correcting him? It was hilarious granted but I wanted to know whether the reason you included this time and time again had to do wih something deeper? Or was this included as just a funny recurring joke?

B) Why did you choose for Draco to have a “fantasy” to produce a patronus and not for example for him to have had to do that after theyd exchanged “i love yous”. Very interesting angle and i liked that it was sort of a loophole to all the ‘death eaters cant have patronuses’ but quite curious on the thought process

C) Why did you opt for Draco to remove his mark? Do you think that stands as reward for him more or for Hermione? Very smart solution by the way

D) if you have the time- Could you please elaborate a tad more on what the soul-bonding means? Why was it so taboo? At furst hand it seems like a very romantic/amazing thing to do with your partner right?

Lastly- Do you ever itch to make a second part to this? And in the most acceptable case that you dont, I always wondered what you had in mind for them in the future- because of the soul bonding thing, you mentioned that the generational curses will be erased, which means I guess that the Malfoys can have more than one child now, and girls as well. (I cannot believe im asking for this as I am the one to avoid any pregnancy fanfics but) do you imagine them with children and if yes, how many? How do they integrate muggle devices(I know youd agree wit me that Hermione would definitively bring some muggle stuff over!) and which devices would Draco really secretly like?

Pleasewriteasecondpartwhereyouelaborateyourthoughtsonthisthankyou.

Ok rant done. :D

List anon! You’re back with another amazing ask. I’ll do my best!

1.) I like to think Ron matured a lot post-war (not enough to stop making terrible jokes, though.)

2.) Regarding your beautiful analysis of my specific dragon breed for Draco’s patronus: How many points would you like for your Hogwarts house of choice? I will add that according to Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them, the Ironbelly’s scales are normally a metallic grey. I will also add that I subscribe more to book canon than movie canon. In the book version of events of the Gringotts escape, Harry breaks the chains and Hermione (with eventual help once the boys catch on) destroys the ceiling so it can have a way out. The partially blind dragon does the rest of the work on its own.

3.) Thank you, that’s very flattering.

4.) Does your friend also get you into fancy restaurants and can they make salted caramel bread pudding???

5.) Thank you, it was one of my favorite aspects of writing this story.

6.) Thank you, she’s so fun to write and flesh out from her book portrayal.

7.) Haha, I felt so validated by that line of dialogue in Cursed Child when Draco tells Harry he wanted to play quidditch professionally, but wasn’t good enough.

Now to some answers:

A.) It’s definitely a recurring joke. It’s up to the reader to interpret Draco’s actions here: is he doing it to be a massive troll? Or is he genuinely not retaining the information of her married name because he considers this fact so unimportant that he does not bother to keep it in his brain? Troll, snob, or both, you can decide!

B.) I’ll address the second part of this first, because it was not intended as a loophole. I 1000% do not understand the “death eaters can’t have patronuses” thing. It makes absolutely no sense. Snape has a Patronus. But beyond that… Umbridge has a Patronus (a cat). If we’re letting that woman have a Patronus, then yeah, I think Draco can cast one. As for the vision that Draco used to conjure it… up to you whether that’s a fantasy or a glimpse of a certain ritual actually working. Draco’s thoughts on the matter: “An image of such striking tangibility that he might have already lived it, or perhaps experienced time in such a way that he lived it now.”

C.) I wanted Draco to have a choice, obviously a recurring theme for him in RN. For my characterization of him, that symbol on his arm causes him nothing but shame and self-loathing (see the end of chapter 36 during his heart-to-heart with Hermione). He’d already exercised almost every known avenue to rid himself of it before Hermione entered his life (he lists these in chapter 44). Hermione already loved him (and has told him so) by the time she’s figured out how to remove it: “I love the man you are today and I will love that man tomorrow, bare forearm or not. I simply wanted you, for once, to have the choice. It’s your body.”

D.) Ooh anon, you are tempting me here. I really hate to be coy, but you might see some future writing on this very topic.

I can at least answer the taboo part: I think soul magic in general (horcruxes, the use of unicorn blood) is quite taboo in the HP universe. As no one knows what happens after death (not even ghosts, Nearly Headless Nick says as much when Harry asks him point-blank in OoTP) I think most magical folk would think the intense ritual (blending magical cores) an unnecessary thing anyway. As Draco explains in chapter 48, since no one actually knows the effects or if it works, it’s considered a bit over-the-top since it’s probably futile anyway. It is also not a Vow with a death component; Narcissa is obviously alive in this story even though Lucius is already dead. I wrote the generational curse protection theory in as a dig at Cursed Child for the way they handled Astoria’s character.

The idea of it I think is romantic, but I will stress it is very dependent upon the intent of the two participants. To quote Draco in chapter 48 again: “To twine one’s soul to another showed a willingness to not only physically tether one’s self during your time here on earth, but to commit to a blending of your magical cores, putting faith in your magic to recognize its bonded counterpart in another life. Should other lives even exist.”

If you re-read Draco’s experience during the bonding ceremony in chapter 51 (starting from this bit: “The cognizance of his own powers never felt sharper, more familiar, but suddenly another power pulsed within to join with his.”) you might find it bears a resemblance to the trajectory of their relationship.

Lastly- I’ve left Draco and Hermione to their wedded bliss. I’ve got nothing planned for them beyond where they are in the final lines of chapter 51. I don’t have that itch to write more into their future because it would feel forced. Draco laid out his two envisioned futures with Hermione in chapter 48 when they discuss having or not having children. They are happy and content in the life they chose together. That’s all I ever wanted for them.

You will see more from this story though. I have an entire series of one-shots and outtakes from the published Remain Nameless timeline that I’ll start posting soon.

Thank you so much list anon! These were fun to answer!

Bubba Sawyer NSFW Alphabet

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

He’s a big cuddler. But if you ask him to do/get something for you, he will no questions asked.

B = Body Part (Their favorite part of their partner's body)

Waist/hips. He likes the feeling of soft flesh he can manipulate under his thick fingers. It’s a nice contrast to the rough and violent touches he used to.

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

He’s a pretty good listener and will cum wherever you tell him to. But he does like cumming in you or on your ass.

D = Dirty Secret

Bubba would die and go to heaven if you ever gave him a striptease or a lap dance. It would just be so visually overstimulating that he wouldn’t be able to do anything but lick his lips and bounce his legs.

E= Experience (How much do they have?)

HA! If you count sneaking a look at Choptop’s nude mags while he was in ‘Nam or catching glances at victims then sure! He’s got loads of experience! But seriously he’s pretty clueless. Thankfully, he’s got a pretty good teacher.

F = Favorite Position

Bubba is partial to the positions where you’re on top or in control. Mostly because he doesn’t trust himself to not accidentally hurt you.

G = Goofy (How are they in the moment? Are they more serious or humorous?)

Bubba is goofy by nature. He’ll try to keep things semi-serious but he might let out a giggle or smile and mumble gibberish against your skin during the act.

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

It’s pretty unruly. He’ll shape things up under the belt if you ask it of him, but don’t expect it to happen often.

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

Is very intimate. You’re probably the first person to show Bubba real love and affection and he wants to show you he appreciates you so much and cares about you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation Headcanon)

Bubba never really jacked off. More like palmed himself through his trouser harshly, never really completing the act. But after a handjob you so kindly gave to him, he’s more or less got the hang of things.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Praise kink. A small breeding kink as well.

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Prefers the bedroom or basement. He already gets enough hootin’ and hollerin’ from his brothers, he doesn’t need any of that while he’s balls deep inside of you.

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

A gust of wind. Really though, if you hype Bubba up or compliment him, he’ll probably go feral.

N = No (Something they won't do, turn offs)

Serious degradation of any kind. He already gets enough of the crap from Drayton, he especially doesn’t want to hear that from the one person he adores with his whole being.

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

Giving. He prefers giving because it’s another opportunity to remind you that he really does cherish you. Also! Do you know how soft your thighs are? Bubba could fall asleep down there and be happy as a clam. Another reason he prefers giving is that he feels like all his tittering and squirming while receiving is embarrassing.

P = Pace (Fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

Fast and rough. He wants to impress you. It’ll take him some time to realize that it doesn’t always have to be go-go-go when fucking. Has absolutely no problem letting you take over and set the pace if that’s what you want.

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

If he’s not being barked at, Bubba is pretty much always down for a quick intimate moment with you. He likes seeing you or getting to have small moments with you throughout the day.

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

Meh. He’s willing to try most things out because he trusts you to not put him in a position where he could get hurt. But if he feels like something is way out of his league, he won’t dabble in it.

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

He can last a few rounds before tiring. His main focus is gonna be on you most of the time so don’t worry about a thing.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them?)

It’s more than likely Bubba doesn’t know much if anything about toys. But if you’re able to introduce him to them in the right way, it might work out pretty well in both of your favors.

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

You’ll probably be doing most of the teasing in the relationship. Bubba barely understood his dick, let alone use it to his advantage. Any teasing he might do is unintentional, he’s a straight to the point type of guy.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what kind of noises do they make, etc.)

Bubba is a bubbly, blubbering, mess outside of the bedroom so I think you can pretty much pick up what I’m throwing down. He just wants you to know how good you feel and how happy he is when he’s with you.

W = Wild Card (Random headcanon)

Has quite a few voyeuristic tendencies. It’s always been strictly business with the victims. You can look, but can’t touch. (Besides carving ‘em up) So in the early days of the relationship, he was just watching you. From watching you get undressed to sleeping, his mind was rotating ideas that he wasn’t sure if he was going to act on.

X = X-Ray

Shorter than average but pretty thick around the middle. Built like a whole beer can.

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

Bubba is eager to please. He’s ready to go when you are.

Z = ZZZ... (How fast do they fall asleep afterwards?)

He’s pretty much clonks out afterward. He’ll want you to stick close by as well. He’s gotten used to your welcoming warmth, it’s practically become a sleep aide to him.

Slowly

Series: Feral

Pairing: Feral!Mother x Lizard

Summary: Lizard stumbles across a young mother locked in a closet. He sets about caring for her and her child.

Lizard watches the woman slumber away, bouncing his leg in impatient. He wants her to wake up so he can question her. What’s her name? Where is she from, why was she locked away in a closet? Goggle is next to him, poking the baby, which had been put in an old crib. “Leave it alone,” Lizard demands. Goggle grunts. “Why don’t we just eat it? It’s a waste of meat.”

“I said, leave it alone.” If Goggle hears the warning in his brother’s voice, he doesn’t listen. Instead, he picks the babe up and holds it in the air. It begins to scream, wanting to go back to the warm comfort of the crib. Lizard is about to take the baby away from his brother, but the mystery woman beats him to it.

           Lizard watches as if in slow motion as she shoots up, looks around, and dives towards Goggle. The boy is tackled to the ground, the woman letting out a ferocious screech. Lizard doesn’t move as she begins to bash his brother’s head against the ground with one hand, her baby clutched closely to her body with the other. Goggle was made of tough stuff, he’d be dazed, and have an incredible head ache when all this was over, but he could handle it.

           When the woman is done, she scurries back into a corner, shaking, shushing the screaming child. Lizard looms over a confused as hell Goggle, smirking. “I told you to leave it alone.”

*

           Big Mama puts a plate of food down on the dresser. She’s watching Lizard watch the outsider, who, in turn, was watching the both of them. It’s a marvel that the girl isn’t chained up for breeding. She’s obviously fertile. And very pretty, despite the grit that clings to her. There’s a look on Lizard’s face she can only describe as ‘love’. This revelation tickles Big Mama pink, considering its Lizard of all people.

           “She needs to eat,” Big Mama says, “And she needs a bath.” She approaches the young girl, reaching her hands out for the baby, “I watch the little one-” Before she can finish the sentence, Lizard grabs her shoulder, the woman tenses, holding her child that much tighter. “I wouldn’t,” Lizard informs her, pulling her back, “She gave Goggle quite the beating when he touched it.”

           Big Mama backs off in wonderment more than anything. Her boys were made of tough stuff. She’d seen Goggle hit by a car and walk it off like it was nothing. Now he was out in the living room, nursing one giant black eye and a massive headache. The fact that this scrawny half-starved thing managed to do that…Big Mama smiles in approval. That woman knows the joy, and the duty, of protecting her child. “Make sure she eats, even if it’s just a little. She needs to keep her strength up if we’re going to keep her.” Lizard nods, not taking his eyes off the woman as Big Mama leaves.

           Lizard takes the plate of food and holds it out to her. He wants her to come closer, he needs her to trust him. She doesn’t move. Sitting down, wanting to seem less threatening, Lizard encourages her, “Come on, I know you’re hungry.” He remembers the savage way she’d eaten the contents of the fridge. She eyes the plate, licking her lips. Deciding he’s at least safe enough to approach, she walks over to him, sits in front of him, but makes no other moves. He’s a little irritated, doesn’t she want to eat? He holds out a piece of meat for her.

           Shocking him for the umpteenth time, she leans in and snatches the meat up with her mouth, no hesitation on her part. She chews it thoughtfully. He holds up another piece for her, and she takes that between her lips as well. He’s absolutely delighted. Before he can go for a third piece, she takes one from the plate. He’s disappointed, he wanted to keep feeding her. She holds a piece up for him. He hopes it’s a way to say thanks. He takes it, enjoying the random show of affection.

           They repeat the process, agonizingly slow, until the plate of food is finished. Lizard stares at her, wondering what he should do next. Luckily, she decides for him. “Bath?” She whispers, looking hopeful. He nods, happy she could even talk. Even though it was a whisper and didn’t give him much of an indication of what she really sounded like, he liked it.

           He motions for her to follow him to the bathroom, she does so without hesitation. He runs a bath for her, thanking Brain for his big brain. At least they had running water, even if it wasn’t of the warm kind. He’s so busy trying to locate the limited quantity of soap he doesn’t hear her undressing. So, when he turns to find her standing naked, he nearly drops the bar. Ignoring his lusty stare, she unwraps her baby, throwing the blanket to the floor.

           Lizard can see the full extent how different the baby looks. The rough skin is all over its body. It has a twisted leg, and three fingers on one hand, six on the other. He watches, detached form the situation entirely, as she steps into the bathtub, wincing at how cold it is. He gulps, as she grabs his arm, steadying herself. He helps her lower herself in the water, concerned with how hard her legs are shaking.

           She’s beautiful, Lizard thinks, sitting on the toilet next to her. Unmarked, unblemished. Skin as smooth as a dolls. The only thing he doesn’t like is how weak and skeletal she is. The Jupiter clan didn’t treat the cows for breeding very well, but at least they knew the importance of feeding a woman so she can be healthy. It was like whoever kept her captive wanted to kill her. For what? What crime had she committed?  

           Her continued trembling as she splashes water over her body doesn’t go unnoticed by him. He takes mercy on her, grabbing a cloth, kneeling next to the tub. “I’m going to wash you,” He explains, feeling stupid for doing so. She watches him carefully, ready to attack should he get any ideas. It’s a slow, agonizing process, washing her body. Back first, shoulders, arms, one at a time. Belly, legs, she giggles when he reaches her feet, pulling them away. It makes him smile to hear it. Taking the rag from him, she washes her intimate bits herself. Then, she begins to wash her baby.

           She shushes it gently as it fusses, uncomfortable with the cold water. He sees that ‘it’ isn’t an ‘it’ it’s a ‘he’. “What’s his name?” Lizard asks, nodding to the baby. She freezes, looking at him to see if he’s serious. “Star,” She whispers. “Star?” She nods. “It’s a good name,” Not the name he’d chose for a boy, but it wasn’t his baby.

           Lizard decides that it must be fate that brought this woman into his life, because as luck would have it, he had a towel in the bathroom. He NEVER had towels in the bathroom. When she’s finished, he wraps her up, noticing she’s shaking again. Woozy, she pitches forward a little. He catches her easily. “I’m sorry, I’m just,”

“It’s ok,” He tells her. Hooking his arm under her legs, he picks her and Star up with ease. He looks at her, heart lurching at the look of absolute adoration in her eyes. It’s like a movie, he thinks again. He’s wanted someone to look at him like that as long as he could remember. “I’ve got you,” He tells her, she smiles and rests her head on his shoulder, trusting him completely. “I won’t let anything happen to you.”

LJ Entry: Every Passing Hour ("Old-fashioned" entry)

Title: Every Passing Hour Rating: G Genre: Character Study/Romance Word Count: 1210 Characters: Thomas Kincade Brannigan, Valerie Brannigan Summary: Marriage takes commitment. Being married to a pregnant human during the longest traffic jam in history takes rather more than that. Brannigan and Valerie muddle through. Set prior to the events of Gridlock. Nobody had ever troubled Brannigan with the details of human pregnancy, so the full nine months came as a shock. Until then he hadn't realised that it was possible to be both terrified and elated, in equal measure, for quite so long. Time, already distorted from their decade on the motorway, slowed to a crawl. Minor irritations that hadn't bothered either of them for years took on a new urgency. Valerie reprogrammed the food dispenser half a dozen times before lunch. He slept when she wanted company, and left too much fur on the driver's seat. Deep down they knew that none of it was worth arguing over, but there was no other outlet for all their nervous energy. Moping required at least a little privacy, and the only doors that slammed had a thousand-foot drop beyond them. They were bound together, just as they'd always been, only now it felt more like being trapped. By the eighth month they were barely on speaking terms. In between shifts at the wheel, Valerie paced. She had made friends with an obstetrician and his husband several rows over, who had started phoning in unprompted. Their conversations were frank, veering towards intimate, and they made Brannigan want to start clawing the furniture. It wasn't that he was jealous; after all, you couldn't spend every last moment in a box with someone unless you trusted that person implicitly. He was an old-fashioned breed of cat, that was the trouble. To his mind birth was something that happened in dark corners, while the tom removed himself from the equation. Humans apparently thought of it more as a spectator sport. Advice had to be offered, and every development scrutinised. His uselessness in both areas had grown clearer week by week. The low point came in the small hours of the morning. They hadn't budged an inch for two days. The fog outside was so thick that your eyes stung just looking at it. Brannigan tapped out a rhythm against the armrest to keep from nodding off. Valerie had her slippered feet on the dashboard and her hands clasped over her belly. Though she was trying to cry without drawing attention to herself, there was no hiding anything in a car this size. His gaze still on the taillights ahead, Brannigan reached over and waved a paw in her general vicinity. She swatted at him, and finally bit out: "What sort of place is this for a family?" It's our place, he almost said, but caution intervened. It was difficult to tell how she might react at present. Better to let the mood pass. Valerie, though, had other ideas - or rather, only the one idea, and an absolute determination to see it through. "Crawling along with nowhere to stop, perhaps not even a job when it's all over. Nowhere for playing, no sky worth looking at. Maybe we should've stayed in Battery Park." That did it. Like some half-evolved pet fixating on the end of a dangled string, he took the bait. "And live in a hellhole surrounded by mood-pushers, godforsaken wrecks, and - last but I don't mean least - your parents? Valerie, I love you dearly, but I'd rather tug out my own whiskers than go back to that." The ensuing silence felt so complete that he began to think the engine had died. Then Valerie gave a hiccupping sob, and buried her face in his shoulder. The couple in front of them had fallen asleep at the wheel, their two-headed silhouette just visible through the gloom. Brannigan put on the handbrake and closed his arms about her. When they started out as newlyweds she'd been cautious about such embraces, always half-afraid of prying eyes in the car opposite. A month on the road did away with those worries. Out here you learnt to take comfort readily, and to forgive as soon as you were able. Perhaps they'd have taught each other those things anyway, even in Battery Park. Or perhaps (and this was the thought that scratched at him, during the lonely night-time shifts) he wouldn't have stayed long enough to find out. He was, at heart, an outdoor cat. Wanderlust was in his blood. No use entertaining all the paths they could have taken. They'd both settled on the route too long ago for that. With her nose still resting on his collarbone, Valerie had brought her hands up to clasp his waist. This late in the pregnancy, her arms could no longer reach the full way. "Did I ever tell you how Mum needed three doses of Happy, just so she wouldn't throw a fit every time you were over for dinner?" "You did not." He was stroking her hair, marvelling (as always) at the length and the volume of it. "But your mother, my darling, and I mean this with all the love in the new world, she was mad as a bag of badgers." Not that he had much to boast about where family was concerned. Da had left before Brannigan first opened his eyes and Ma had driven herself almost feral keeping the household in one piece. By the time Valerie met her she spent most days in bed, talking to Sally Calypso on the telescreen. He'd put the introduction off for weeks, anticipating Ma's displeasure. But the old tabby had only felt Valerie's arm and remarked that she must get cold, before going back to the traffic reports. One good thing to come from being really daffy, it seemed - you lost the habit of judging people by how they looked compared with everyone else. Other relatives and friends had not been so generous. There had been awkward dinners, and too many fur ball jokes. In the end he and Valerie had married on the quiet, taking off in the car that afternoon. Eight thousand yards down the road, they were still uncovering traits that made them different from each other. Brannigan thought of these discoveries as landmarks in the journey they'd chosen, far more significant than what went on outside. They gave direction to the times when nothing else was moving. The next day he stitched three favourite handkerchiefs into a lining for the children's basket. It was tedious work, and his paws were pincushions by the end. Valerie, nibbling a shard of biscuit by his left ear, grimaced. "That won't last long once they're born, y'know. All the little claws." "No babby of ours is bedding down on scraps", he told her, only half joking. That was why they were travelling, after all; for a shot at a better future than the one they'd left behind. In the early years he could have pictured life on Fire Island with almost hallucinatory clearness. The house would have three storeys, with a floor just for the children. There'd be apple grass growing on the veranda outside; windows with a proper view, and a sunny patch in every room for basking in. It was a young cat's fantasy, but at low moments he still returned to it. On the good days, though - when he looked at Valerie, really looked, and weighed up everything in the kingdom they'd built for themselves - he couldn't imagine being happier anywhere else. Comment? http://ift.tt/2p1OypV