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anime-addictt · 3 months

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I'd say I do see the status of a person, but that isn't exactly my main focus. if a person is outcasted, I might still pursue them if I like them. it would be more enjoyable if the person has a higher social standing, but I will still be interested in forming a connection with them and if they spark me enough I'd prioritise them.

"Do you enjoy the rush that you get when you actually click with a person?"

This is one of my main goals of seeking friendships and relationships. if there isn't a rush, I feel like something is missing and if there isn't anything that makes me stay, I'll leave the friendship/relationship. I prioritise connections that give me a rush, mentally, emotionally or physically and call them my best friend or potential partner.

"As soon as you click, do you have this need to know everything about them ?"

Yes. I tend to share about myself more if I'm interested in someone, and I want to know all about them. it's like bearing my true self with the person and vice versa. this is also one of the main goals of making connections for me, feeling comfortable enough to share everything with the other. I'm almost always digging for something more to learn about the person.

'Do you struggle prioritizing positions, connections, and interests when you get hooked on to someone?'

I tend to prioritise the person I'm hooked onto. other connections I might give little attention to after I find a person to hook on to. in fact, I also tend to always be hooked onto something if I can't find a person to hook on to, draining the life out of it. that's how I operate.

Hmm...now that you've talked about yourself a bit more, I do see some hints of sx.

But since I don't know you personally, or haven't seen you interact with the world, I don't think my typing would be accurate.

But here are a few more things that might help:

See what your connections are based on. I have friends who on first glace might come off as sx-users, however their primary method of connection is through compatibility, and interests, which makes them so-users an sx-blind. They enjoy finding people who prefers being a part of a group that they are interested in. A lot of them would rather play the social game of 'getting to know' than destroy the concept of boundaries when they are talking to someone.

What makes you paranoid ? Does it bother you when your partner is careless about finances, security, safety (Note, this would look different based on your enneagram type, but the fundamentals are usually the same)? Does it bother you when you can't connect with your partner through similar interests? Does it bother you when you can't introduce them to your friend group? This might be superficial, but while finding a partner, is them following the dating culture a very important aspect to you? Or, is it important that your partner matches your energy level, which is extremely intense, and self-consuming(as absurd as it sounds, that's exactly what it feels like to have sx)? Do you find yourself annoyed when the said person isn't bound to you, or if you can't be bound to them? Would you immediately reject someone, or be extremely upset if your partner or anyone you are interested in gets overwhelmed by your energy, or sometimes calls it unhealthy because, it's weird to feel that way?

Feel free to ask more questions. I'll try my best to answer them.

#instinctual variants #sx dom #so dom #sp dom #sp/so #sp/sx #sx/sp #sx/so #so/sp #so/sx

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counterphobes · 2 years

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Sxsp real/fictional examples (part 2)

Aaliyah

Brody Dalle

Lil Nas X

Grace Jones

Atsushi Sakurai

Eve

Debbie Harry

Siouxsie

#i wanted to add kellis to this but no gifs😔#enneagram #instinctual variants #instinct #personality types #mine #visual typing #synflow #sxsp #sx dom #so blind

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subconsciousmysteries · 9 months

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I must lament how terribly lacking in CONTEXT most ppl’s typology is.

In an environment of scarcity, war and/or isolation, sp means being aggressive. In civilized societies, and with tribes who meet your survival needs, sp usually means the opposite. Because you don’t want your boss to fire you or to be considered a problem to the tribe that feeds you and shelters you.

All sp-doms carefully track where their resources and survival needs come from. The sp-instinct is wired towards meeting base survival needs. The sp-instinct is wired against doing anything that jeapordizes one’s physical health and survival. Sp-doms will fixate upon these base, physical survival needs even if their base needs are already met and they don’t need to fixate on them. They’ll worry about losing their job, losing their income stream, not having enough income and resource security and health in the future, etc. sp doms will neuroticise about resources, health and base survival even it is at the expense of pursuing what they really like viscerally (sx), or at the expense of carving out their desired social identity (soc).

a person like this, regardless of their second instinct, is not going to be chronically edgy. They are going to fear alienating people unless they truly need nobody for their survival needs to be met, both short term and long term. They are going to fear making enemies for this threatens base survival needs. Sx and soc, on the other hand, have actual incentives to be edgy. Sx has an incentive because being brash can mean expressing what you like and dislike, which is the whole thing sx wants to do. Soc has an incentive to be edgy and rude because polarizing can be a tool in carving out your social identity and your desired place among others. Sp only has an incentive to be aggressive and polarizing if the environment tangibly rewards it with resources… which it rarely does. There are exceptional cases where you can get paid to be edgy and polarizing in this society, but these are the exception and not the rule. Often these roles are filled by lucky sp-blinds anyway, who happened to find themselves in wealth despite not seeking it as their goal.

Why are these such a difficult concepts? Why do I still see people pushing the “soc-blinds are edgy and speak their minds” rubbish?

#Literally no one who characterizes sp as chronically edgy is an sp dom.#enneagram #IV #instinctual variants #typology #sp/sx #sp/so #sx/sp #sx/so #so/sp #so/sx

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violetprincessbun · 1 day

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having my pretty boy edge himself until his brain goes to mush whilst i toy with him. telling him all the things he wants to hear over the phone

such a shame i can't be there whispering everything in his ear. i could be lightly touching his body in all his sensitive spots but making sure its him who is edging himself like the good pup he is. so well trained for me

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mbti-darling · 2 months

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people often mistake self care in any form or shape as inherently equivalent to self preservation instinct. it's not.

sp is primarily concerned with survival and resource needs. most of the time, self care will only become a concern when it's the necessary resource or a tool to resource gathering. otherwise, it's a waste of time and energy and hardly will become a concern.

a sp who doesn't rely on their looks for survival will probably not invest time in money in extensive beauty care. a sp with no signs of illness of fragile health state won't probably be concerned about eating and exercising much. a sp whose mental health do not affect their productivity may not be concerned about health care management.

#instinctual variants #sp dom #sp aux #sp/so #so/sp #sp/sx #sx/sp #enneagram

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enneagramgoodvibes · 2 years

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All instinctual variants explained really well:

Written before I understood what the variants meant, not accurate at ALL

Sp-dom

Pre-occupied with own mortality

Funny in a sad way

Money = way to stay alive

“Special interest”

Thinks they ooze cool

Your anxious friend who never learned how to smile with their mouth open and not look like a milk carton kid/bitch

Sp-blind

Ranges from “silly y un poquito stupid” to “makes bad dangerous choices” depending on how you view their sp-blindness

Burns out and crashes

Your friend who’s gonna fail out of college

So-dom

Can make you feel comfortable

Dumb happy

Sometimes has parental lawful honors program energy

Can be a socialite monster for sure

Would structure personality around their friends

“I need everybody to like me or I’m gonna die”

Cult vibes

Your friend who joined a club and got really down for recruitment

So-blind

Maybe emo or anti-mainstream culture

Weirdo

Might make something groundbreaking and innovative

People = tools that can help fuel the sx or sp

Your friend who hasn’t changed in like six years

I’m not so-blind I have no idea someone speak to this please

Sx-dom

Has some vision or cause that they’re a huge asshole about

Good intuition

“We gotta follow the high!! We gotta go where the high is!!”

Let’s their emotions drive them forward

Addiction prone? Maybe?

Your friend who you’re afraid to say “hey fuckin chill man” because they’re so weird and intense about the high they’re on

Sx-blind

Spends a lotta time thinking “who am I???”

Spends more time thinking “what do I want???”

The NPC of stability

You remember when Robert Pattinson was announced to play the Batman and we all said “oh no absolutely not what the fuck”

Your friend who doesn’t fuck

#sp/so #sp-dom #sp/sx #sp-blind #so-dom #sx-dom #so/sx #sx/so #so/sp #sx/sp #so-blind #sx-blind #instinctual variants

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weaverofwiles · 2 years

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completely off-topic but PLEASE I NEED SOMEONE SMARTER THAN ME TO TELL ME IF ITS POSSIBLE TO BE ENFP 4w5 sx/so 458 cause it just feels like a big dumb joke rn

#mbti personality types #mbti #mbti stuff #mbti thoughts #mbti enfp #enfp mbti #enfp #ne dom #enneatypes #enneagram #4w5 #instinctual variants #sx/so #personality types #personality test

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counterphobes · 2 years

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Sxso real/fictional examples (part 1?)

Tim curry in Rocky Horror Picture show

Brad Pitt as Tyler Durden (otherwise I think Brad is an sosx)

Angeline Jolie. Everything about her. (Sometimes she plays so-blinds tho, like for malificent)

Amy Whinehouse:

Nina Hagen:

Rico nasty:

Sid vicious:

Dennis Rodman:

Intense eyes, expressive, dark, drug addict look, overly present, vibrant, uncomfortable to look at for too long, devouring

#enneagram #instinctual variants #iv #riso hudson #mbti #personality types #sxso #sx-dom #if you don't look like this ur not sxso #sp-blind #visual typing #even though not really visual typing because I've watched interviews with all of these ppl #and actually had an obsession with angelina jolie because god mood she is an sp-blind #contraflow #mine

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craftugmruh · 1 year

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Been meaning to watch this show. I keep on being proven that the universe is communicating to me through shows. I mean I am in hermitage, I am isolating myself. How can anyone else reach me? How can universe works its ways The wondrous thing is it does... this is too specific for it to be a coincidence and it didn't just happen a couple of times. I will have an urge to watch something, beyond my lists (i never follow them anyway) and alas, the show perfectly describes what I'm going through atm.

"Death is my greatest reward"

I've been muttering different versions of this since '19.

"Stray Dogs" huh?

Literary personalities mhm?

I am still on the 6th episode so too soon to talk. But the ending song just speaks to me and I read the lyrics he-he-he. I hope it's a real person you send but it makes sense because I'll reject them anyways.

#bungou stray dogs #5w4 #sx/so #sx-dom #infj #anime #Youtube

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kleinelemon · 10 days

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I have this big need to know why do I trigger 6 so/sp so much? 🤨 I know I do. They give me those passive aggressive answers out of nowhere for no reason. It's like I'm a human detector of 6 so/sp. I'm just chilling in a group of people and suddenly "Em... Actually, that's wrong", "But how do you know that??", "Don't try to impose me your ideas", "Stop joking around", "I have the right to be angry!"... Eh???????????????

Does someone know why this happens?

I won't change myself but I still wonder why do they get so defensive around me, not even 1s get into such a "police mode" with me. It's not all 6s, just so/sp.

#enneagram #enneagram 6 #so/sp #instinctual variants #iv #so/sx #6w7 #6w5 #enneatypes #social dom #so dom #question #trigger #anxiety

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catscidr · 2 months

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Hiii I just found your acc and really like your stuff! Can I pls request lazy morning sex with Jing Yuan (and any character you think might fit this prompt) I just looked and there is not one fic like this of this man when he's like... right there. He's like so perfect for this scenario. Thank you sm and have a great day/night! <3

i just finished writing this its 3am i think i blacked out. everybody give it up for my man jing yuan i need himSO BAAAAD AAHHH i hope u like this nonnie ♡♡ cw: nsfw, mdni. semi-clothed sx, soft dom jy, clt stimulation, size kink if you squint, praise, pet names, slight overstimulation, cuddling n fucking face-to-face, riding, creampie. /not proofread ill do that in the morning. dies/ includes: fem reader, jing yuan, fu xuan mentionned wc: 3,2k

You loved and hated waking up next to Jing Yuan in the morning. On one hand, the rhythm of his beating heart lulls you to sleep, and he makes for a wonderful personal heater; but on the other... he’s a little too comfortable. So much so that every time you sleep with him, you, without fail, end up being late for work. That, or you barely make it in time. At times you would point your finger at him and accuse him of being a wholesome, sleepy version of an incubus, and he would laugh in that smooth, baritone voice of his.

Regardless.

This morning was one of those mornings, of course. Jing Yuan came back home for the first time in two weeks the night before- being the general of the Luofu means that he would occasionally have to leave for an unknown amount of time to take care of business. Every time he had to leave, you’d linger around him a little longer than usual, wrap your arms around him tighter than you normally would and let your lips linger on his cheek long enough for the sun to rise completely.

He’d come back so late last night that you were already sleeping in your shared bed, legs haphazardly thrown over the bed sheets in a poor attempt to regulate your body temperature. The button-up shirt you wore made his heart lunge in his throat in the best way, but the last thing he wanted was to wake you. So, he’d carefully remove his armored uniform, take his shirt off and slip into the bed with you with nothing but his briefs on, and pull you into his chest. You had unconsciously nuzzled closer to him, your body craving the warmth of his body you had missed oh so dearly.

Which explained the situation you were now in. The dilemma you found yourself stuck in. Jing Yuan was back; you had your face mere millimeters away from his plush chest, his arms held you tight against him, and his soft snores almost convinced you to fall back asleep. Keyword; almost.

As much as you loved him you knew that he’d be here once you came back from work, so with as much resolve as you could muster, you try wriggling your way out of his grip. With him being as big as he was, though, it didn’t surprise you when he tightened his hold on you, treating you as if you were his plushie threatening to fall off his bed and he was a child.

You let out a quiet oof from his strong grip and reevaluate your options. There weren’t many options, but at least you had choices; either you wake him up, convince him to let you go and then get to work early enough that you don’t risk getting written up again, or you let him hold you and... arrive at work late. Again. Which was the last thing you wanted, given the fact that your boss had specifically told you that she couldn’t allow you to miss another meeting.

Step one was to summon the ability to be even more stubborn than your lover. Step two is to carefully wriggle your arms up, high enough that you can move your hands and you can use them to your advantage against the beast. It took you some time, given the fact that they were stuck between his and your body, but you succeeded, nonetheless. And you only got one displeased grunt from the sleeping general in response.

As you’re about to proceed with step three, Jing Yuan cracks an eye open and buries his head into the crook of your neck while curling into you, effectively trapping you between his plush muscles and the duvet.

Could have gone better.

“Jing Yuan,” you huff, your voice sounding more like a whine than anything. The general doesn’t respond, leading you to believe he fell asleep again, but his morning voice graces your ears before you have the time to curse him out. “Mhm, I’m up,” he hums, pressing a lazy kiss to your neck in a false apology.

You wriggle in response, grunting from the sheer effort. One of the downsides that came with cuddling with Jing Yuan was the way he could keep you right there with him as long as he wanted, curse his strength.

Seeing as he wasn’t going to budge, you decide that two can play that game. You stare into his silky mop of silver hair, pondering whether you should negotiate your freedom or if you should play dirty- but where's the fun in trying to talk your way out of this predicament? You bring a hand up to gently brush his bangs away from his face. He makes a soft noise of contentment at the feeling of your fingers delicately brushing against his face and, before he can grow too comfortable, you lean in and bite his cheek.

The general makes a noise of surprise, grunting as he pulls away from you to narrow his eyes at his perpetrator. His pout morphs into a lazy smile as he holds your glare. “If you wanted to play you could have just said so, sweetheart,” he says lowly, moving his free hand from your back to letting it rest lazily on your hips, thumb rubbing gentle circles on the exposed skin.

You stick your tongue out at him stubbornly, “Not now, I have to get up.” Unfazed by your headstrong attitude, Jing Yuan shifts one of his legs to come between yours- his strong thigh sandwiched between your soft ones. A surprised gasp leaves your lips in response to the smooth way he molds his body to yours, but you refuse to allow yourself to be swayed by him.

“Aeons- ‘Yuan please,” you huff quietly, but he notices the way your voice catches in your throat. His golden eyes briefly shine with what could only be described as mischief and, with a smooth motion, Jing Yuan grabs ahold of your shoulder and swivels you around so that your back is against his chest. A surprised oof rips from your throat as you bounce lightly on the bed from the impact- he lowers his face to yours, a rich, deep chuckle echoing in your ears as your resolve begins to melt away.

Taking advantage of the new position, Jing Yuan throws a leg over yours to trap you in and, in turn, grinds his growing bulge against your ass. If he wasn’t hard at the sight of your face in the morning when he first woke up, he sure was now; while he slowly ruts against you, he allows his hands to wander down to the hem of your shirt.

You stifle a moan as the metaphorical dam in your head begins to crumble apart. Sure, you would see him when you would get back home later, but you were with him now. Laying here with your lover, safe and comfortable in his arms while his clothed erection lazily thrusts up into your heat.

As you let out needy whines that you aren’t even aware you’re voicing, Jing Yuan brings his lips closer to your ear. “Five more minutes?” he asks with a knowing smile, his own breath becoming more and more rugged the more he rubs up against you. Gods, he could feel you throbbing through his sweatpants and your panties.

You swallow thickly and whine in response, your head already fogging up with desire. Going a whole two weeks without sex wasn’t particularly hard; you had your trusty toy with you and your hands if it happened to run out of battery and you were that desperate. But you weren’t- and during these past two weeks you had felt just fine, totally not pent up or even the slightest bit sexually frustrated. Your job had kept you busy, but when you’re stuck in Jing Yuan’s arms after not feeling him for so long, after not feeling his cock twitching inside you, you felt like something snapped inside you.

Distantly, you think about how pathetic this must look for him; only a few lingering touches and his hips pressing up against yours from the back and that’s all it takes for you to drench your panties. But really, you couldn’t care less. You knew he was just as pent up as you were.

You bring one of your hands down to fumble with the hem of your panties to quickly take them off, down your legs. Hearing Jing Yuan’s hoarse breathing in your ears only made you even more eager to feel his skin right up against yours. Maybe part of the reason why you were so incredibly turned on was because of how tired you still felt, but either way, you needed him. And he needed you just as badly.

The general’s hands leave you temporarily to slide his sweatpants down to his thighs, low enough for his cock to leave its confines. Precum builds at the tip, swollen and pulsing with the need to bury itself inside you. He sighs, one of his hands coming up to stroke his length, thumb sliding over the slit every time his fist comes up. You whine at the loss of his hands on you and reach back to take his hand, bringing it between your legs to rub your clit. He laughs at your impatience, shifting his weight on his other arm to lean over you properly.

“Someone’s impatient and greedy,” he goads. “I thought you wanted to get to work, darling,” he purrs in your ear, his middle and ring finger coming together to tease your bud, riling you up further and making a mess between your legs. A strained fuck leaves your lips as you back your ass up into him, his hard cock tucked between your thighs, rubbing into your arousal. “Please just-” a whimper interrupts you as Jing Yuan increases the pace of his fingers, “-inside. I-I need to feel you,” you huff, feeling too empty. He considers teasing you some more, listening to the wet sounds of your pussy bounce off the walls of your shared bedroom, but his own patience was also waning thin.

A quiet noise of protest leaves you when the man takes his hand away from your bud. He brings his fingers up to his lips to lick your slick off of them, moaning at the taste. Your thighs clench in response, jerking the general’s cock unintentionally.

“Fuck,” he growls into your ear, hurriedly taking his length into his hand to guide it into your soaking wet cunt. Your mouth hangs open when you feel his tip slip between your lips, needy noises slipping from your mouth. Inch after inch he sinks into you, slowly letting you accommodate to his girth. He finally bottoms out, stretching your hole as you keen and whine from the satisfaction of feeling so full.

He waits a few beats to allow you to get used to him, your hoarse breathing matching his own. When he feels you clamping down on him less, he starts to thrust- pulling out slowly and thrusting back in sharply. You moan aloud, mouth agape as his cock bullies your spongy walls relentlessly.

“Jing Yua-aan,” you whimper, hands gripping onto his forearms weakly, nails forming crescent shapes into his skin. He reduces you to a sleepy, blabbering, moaning mess as the sound of skin slapping against skin echoes in the bedroom. With one hand splayed across your lower tummy, he presses down, making you arch your back into him from the sudden added pressure and pleasure.

“Y’ like that? You missed me, huh?” he taunts, though his own voice trails off into a needy moan the more he feels the drag of your walls along his cock. “I know I’ve- fuck, m-missed you,” Jing Yuan stutters, thrusts becoming increasingly sloppy as he feels a familiar coil form in his abdomen. His thigh muscles clench as he wills away his orgasm, needing to feel you all around him for a bit longer.

Unable to respond you simply nod dumbly, the words leaving your brain as it’s reduced to mush. Your lover hums, a smirk stretching his lips, “Yeah?” He brings his face closer to yours, your breaths tangling with each other before he smashes his lips against yours, the angle awkward and uncomfortable. But you don’t care- the added stimulation makes you melt as you crane your head back to kiss him properly, your lips occasionally leaving his from the force of his thrusts.

Jing Yuan moans into your mouth and breaks the kiss. He looks at you with pure lust swirling in his golden eyes, your face sinful and needy. An idea pops up in the general’s mind and he smiles down at you, pressing one last chaste kiss to the corner of your mouth.

“Ah, w-what are you-” you slur, your sentence interrupted by the general manhandling you to switch positions. He kicks the sheets off completely and places both of his large hands on your waist, gripping you firmly as he lays on his back, placing you on top him. His cock slips out of your walls with a wet shlick and you whine at the feeling of being so suddenly empty, twisting your body so that your thighs straddle his hips. Jing Yuan looks up at you with a small, cat-like smirk and your breath catches in your throat.

His silky hair splayed out on the pillows beneath him, cheeks flushed, and eyes piercing into yours made your knees buckle and you suddenly froze in your movements. Feeling your pussy throb against him, Jing Yuan chuckles heartily, one of his hands leaving your waist to stroke his hard cock, your slick dripping down on him.

“Lift your hips up and sit on my cock, darling,” he orders softly, a stark contrast to the way he looks at you- with pure, unfiltered lust and adoration. Your body moves automatically as you obey, hovering your tight pussy over his swollen tip, and lower yourself down. Your mouth opens in a silent moan, and you feel his girth stretching you out again as you begin to bounce on his hard cock.

“Yeahh just like that,” he hums, the hand that held his length moving up to rest on your stomach, thumb jutting out to rub tight circles over your sensitive clit. You squeak in surprise, your body jolting forward, and place your hands over his plush chest for balance. “Feels good, baby? Feel how deep my cock is?”

A moan leaves his kiss-bitten lips and you swear you physically felt yourself get pushed closer to your nearing orgasm, the noises leaving his lips amplifying your pleasure tenfold. “Taking me so well, look at that pretty pussy,” he coos, and you keen as his half-lidded eyes burn into yours. He feels your walls clench in response to the praise and flashes you a dangerous smirk; he places his feet flat on the bed and tightens his grip on your waist to buck his hips up, making you topple over him. Your gaze is unfocused and blurry as you look down at him, heavy breaths leaving your lips, tears threatening to roll down your rosy cheeks from the pace he set.

“And look at you,” he whispers lovingly under his breath. Jing Yuan throws his head back deeper into the pillows, keeping his eyes on you as he watches you lose yourself to the addicting feeling of his cock bullying your sopping cunt. “Y-Yuan,” you whine, your climax threatening to rip through you as you bite your lip to stifle your needy moans. He tuts, leaning up to bite your lip to pull you out of your pleasure-filled daze.

“Pay attention to me darling. Thaat’s it, let 'em out for me.” The general huffs, brows furrowing in concentration to focus on the feeling of your warm walls surrounding him, sucking him in endlessly. His thumb presses down onto your clit roughly to bring you closer to your orgasm; you whimper in turn, a chorus of oh fuck and please’s leaving your puffy lips. “I-I’m so close,” you whine, eyelids fluttering shut as you feel your control leaving your body, the tight coil of your orgasm threatening to snap.

Jing Yuan groans, hips bucking up into you, heavy balls slapping against your ass as he keeps up the pace, persistent. “Come on, give it to me, pretty girl.” He coos, voice breaking into a whine, close to climaxing himself. His thrusts become sloppier, and he bites his bottom lip to stifle a string of hearty, needy moans.

His hips still up into you as he cums, thick ropes of his seed painting your walls white. Jing Yuan’s thumb flicks your puffy clit until you climax as well, your cunt milking his sensitive cock. You whimper, feeling your clit buzz with overstimulation as he keeps rubbing it with purpose. “S-Stop, stooop,” you cry, your eyes burning with tears as the dull pain turns into pleasure, “Aeons you’re so tight.” Your lover slows down his movements, easing the tension in his muscles, until he stops circling your clit and gently places both of his hands on your waist. His hands slide up and down your sweaty skin, soothing the bruises that will inevitably form.

Your body slumps, exhausted and utterly spent, arms caging him as you rest your face in the crook of his neck. You both feel sticky and sweaty, but the warmth you shared made up for the need to jump in the shower to wash yourselves off. Jing Yuan shifts his hips so that his softening cock slips out of you; he inhales sharply, his cock still sensitive.

“I missed you,” you mumble quietly, voice muffled from the way you're pressed into him and the pillows and press a chaste kiss to his neck. “Yeah? I never would have guessed,” the general chuckles, arms coming up to hug you tightly, one hand placed behind your head to cradle you close to him. You hit him with a huff but then sigh, content.

“Mmh, but I missed you too, darling,” Jing Yuan replies softly. He holds you as your eyes droop, exhaustion taking ahold of your tired body. His own eyelids droop as he listens to your soft heartbeat, and soon enough, you’re both sleeping, legs tangled together while Jing Yuan’s strong arms keep you laid atop of him.

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You’re not sure what time it is when you wake up, but you hear a phone ringing loudly in your ear, jolting you away from your peaceful dreams. You don’t recognize the tune, and as you’re about to wriggle your way out of the dozing general’s arms, he swings one arm over to the nightstand next to your bed and answers it without looking at the caller ID. “Jing Yuan speaking,” he says in a hoarse voice, eyes still closed.

Even without his phone on speaker you could make out a very loud, very shrill voice from the other side of the line, yelling out two hours late, a single mission and get your ass over here. Jing Yuan doesn’t react, the same sleepy, cat-like smile on his face as he listens to the person rant. They eventually let up and hang up, saying something you couldn’t quite catch. Your lover haphazardly tosses his phone somewhere on the bed and loops his arm back around you, nuzzling into your neck.

“Who was that?” you ask, voice cracking from how much you abused your vocal cords (apparently) two hours ago. He scoffs, amused, and pulls away just enough to speak clearly.

“Lady Fu Xuan,” he says slyly. “I should get dressed before she decides to read into my divination and sees things she probably shouldn’t.”

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