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Okay I didn't realise I was gonna turn this into a whole fic JWFJEKFKDKFKRK (I'm writing this midway through the fic rn whoops 🫣)

Reader is early 20s and lives at home with her dad. I cba writing too much abt it in the plot sorry lol

Dbf!Aaron Hotchner x plus-size fem!reader|Minors dni NSFW|5.9K words

Warning(s): SMUT, Corruption kink, fingerfucking, sir/daddy kink 👀, almost getting caught

(d/n) = dad's name

It wasn't often you met your dad's friends, they only really managed a few meet ups a year with how busy people's lives were these days. And so when your dad approached you to inform you he was attending a meal out with said friends you were happy for him. But you didn't expect him to offer you to join him.

"My buddies have been wondering how you're getting on," he had said, standing in the doorway of your bedroom. "You should come along, sunny. The guys are bringing along their partners but eh, you know me. As big of a bachelor as one can be."

You rolled your eyes with a chuckle, but within your stomach you felt it coiling with anxiety. And you knew he could tell from the change of expression on his face.

"Hey... you don't actually have to come along if you're not comfortable. I know you don't really, uh, enjoy these sorts of things."

"No, no! I'll come along. Um, I just don't really remember any of your friends by name." You said quickly. He chuckled and shook his head, and you knew if he was closer he would have ruffled your hair affectionately.

"Fair enough, sunny. That's a relief actually, given that I already booked for you to come along as well."

With a gasp, you thumped your dad lightly.

"Dude!" You cried, making him laugh and step back a little.

"Well, we're aiming to meet up around seven tonight so be sure to be ready by half six." He grinned at you and you felt yourself returning the expression. It was nice seeing your dad looking a lot happier these days.

By the time you were dressed up ready for the meal that night you were inwardly panicking. Had you overdressed? Underdressed? Why did it even matter what his friends thought? Oh god, having to eat in front of his friends?! Needless to say, you were an absolute mess. Your dad grabbed one of your hands to squeeze it comfortingly as the two of you sat in the back of a taxi on the way to the restaurant and your lips curled up slightly in appreciation. It would be okay. There was no need to panic.

The ride was all too short to calm your nerves and at this point you felt jittery. It was too late to back out now though, and you quickly climbed out of the taxi when your dad walked around to open your door for you, mumbling a quick thanks and smoothing out the skirt of your pretty dress. You hadn't gone with anything flashy, opting to wear a mid-thigh length white dress that was covered in tiny blue flowers with a dropped neckline, some pretty knee-high socks and white sneakers. It made you feel good, your large curves complimented your outfit and you felt less inclined to shy away right now. With a quick adjustment of the strap of your bag, you followed your dad into the restaurant.

Oh... it was certainly more posh than you anticipated. Had your dad's friends always been this fancy?! Those coils of anxiety only tightened more as your dad spoke to the waiter about the booking. And then you were both escorted to a large table where six other people were already seated.

"Well look who it is! (D/n), you're looking well!" One of the men exclaimed cheerfully. You vaguely recognised the faces around the table, but not enough to know them by name. The man's eyes flicked to you and his eyes widened. "Goodness! Is that your little one?! You're all grown up!"

Your cheeks felt hot as you quickly sat down beside your dad, smiling shyly at the outspoken friend.

"Yeah, it's me. I don't think you guys have seen me since I was... eleven?" You conversed quietly. One of the wives of a different friend leaned forward, eyes sparkling.

"You look gorgeous, sweetie!"

Beside you, your dad could feel you trembling slightly and chuckled, waving his friends off.

"Alright, alright let the girl be."

As the attention drifted from you and the conversations changed to the mundane of friends catching up after a long time, your eyes drifted around the table. Your brows slightly pulled together. There was an empty seat next to you on your left. You gently nudged your dad, who turned to you.

"What's up, sunny?" He asked quietly. You offered a quick smile of reassurance.

"Um, is there meant to be someone else here?"

His eyes flicked to the empty chair, then back to you.

"Ohhh right yes! You remember Mr Hotchner, right? He's running a little late but he should be here soon."

No, you didn't quite remember Mr Hotchner. It had been years since you'd heard anything surrounding that name. All you knew was he had a very involved job that took him all over the country. As you sat deep in thought your dad's voice cut through as he made a humming noise, mouth full of beer. You glanced at him, noting he was looking over your shoulder at someone. But before you could turn you heard the chair next to you slide on the polished floor and shuffle as someone sat down in it. A wave of an alluring cologne flooded your senses and you slowly turned back to facing the table, heart racing. Then you heard him.

"I'm sorry I'm late, we just got back from a case. Barely had time to freshen up at home before coming here." Mr Hotchner spoke smoothly, voice deep and sensually gentle. You dared to glance next to you and you clenched your pillowy thighs together. Fucking christ, he was sexy! With the corner of his mouth turned upwards, the man oozed assurance and control as he greeted his friends around the table. Your eyes couldn't stop wandering over his features, the scattered beauty marks on his mature skin, the eyebags under his dark eyes, the prominent slope of his nose that you quickly had to move on from to not let your mind wander too much... His hair was short with a few stray wisps flopping onto his forehead and you could have sworn you could spot a few streaks of grey in it too.

And then he turned to look at you and your father. He raised a brow, feigning surprise.

"Oh hello, Mr (L/n). It's been a very long time since I saw you last. And this must be..." his eyes drifted to you, his lips twitching.

"(Y/n), sir." You managed to say, feeling hot and flustered. You dad chortled.

"My lovely sunny is here to humor her old man! Don't spook her."

"Spook me?" You squeaked. Mr Hotchner chuckled and shook his head.

"He's referring to me profiling people as part of my job. It tends to freak people out." He explained to you in that delicious voice of his. "And please, call me Aaron. Calling me sir makes me feel old."

Aaron didn't look even the slightest bit annoyed, his smirk only growing as his eyes travelled up and down your figure. You shivered.

"I- I see... Could you tell me more about this, um, profiling stuff? I don't really know what you do for a living." You admitted. Aaron had ordered a bourbon, taking hold of the glass and sipping some of the deep orange coloured liquid and setting the glass down again.

"Oh? Well, seeing as you're curious..."

You barely remembered the meal you had ordered, more engrossed in the conversation you were having with this man. He was so fascinating, passionate and when the topic of his son came up his smile softened and he pulled his wallet out to show you a photo of the cute boy. That... hm. You didn't want to think about the fact that he had already been through something as involved as having a child with someone. There was no place for you to be thinking about this man any more than a daughter of his best friend should.

But here you were, spending the night chatting to the man effortlessly whilst your heart fluttered. It was only when your dad tapped you on the shoulder that you realised the evening was coming to an end.

"Hey sunny, I know you're having a great chat with Aaron there but it's time to get going." He said with a chuckle. Your eyes widened slightly and you scowled, shoving him with your shoulder.

"Say less dad, I beg." You shot back quickly, cheeks flushing as you followed along with him pushing away from the table and standing up. Your hands smoothed out your dress, making sure all was in place again and you shuffled closer to standing next to your dad. It was when Aaron rose up slowly from his own seat with an air of grace that you realised you had to crane your neck a bit to look him in the face. The corner of his mouth twitched at the slight widening of your eyes when he straightened up and you dipped your head quickly.

"Don't worry, I'll be sure to try see you again. Although, I'm not certain on when that would be." He spoke, eyes focused on you. Your dad reached forward to shake his hand, seemingly oblivious to what was happening.

"Whenever you're back in town Aaron, you're free to come visit, my pleasure." He shook firmly, but Aaron was barely focussed. With an unwavering eye contact, his smirk widened. You could feel your legs trembling slightly under his fiery gaze.

"Oh, the pleasure is mine."

When their hands dropped, Aaron turned to you and offered to shake your hand as well, his hand smothering yours when you hesitantly reached out to take it. He gazed down at you, his thick lashes framing his gorgeous brown eyes.

"Until next time, (Y/n)." He said quietly and then turned around and walked away. Your dad raised a brow at you as you watched the older man retreat but merely chuckled once under his breath.

"Come on you, taxi's on its way." Your dad pulled you from your daze and you blinked, cheeks feeling warm for being caught staring. With a huff, you slapped your dad's shoulder when you noticed the growing grin on his face.

"Yeah, yeah. Shut up."

Over the next couple months, you saw Aaron briefly as he passed by in between cases. Each time, no matter for how short of a time, he would stop to chat and get to know you a little more. And every time you felt your crush grow stronger and stronger. But suddenly, he stopped showing up. You never heard from him, not a peep. Humiliatingly, when you idly asked your father if he had heard from the man he showed you the communications he had had from the last time Aaron had been in town to now. To say the least it left you feeling crushed and stupid.

Another month flew by after that before you saw Mr Hotchner again. For the first couple weeks you were secretly hopeful he would show up again, checking up every time you returned from work. But he never showed. And it... well, it didn't feel good to miss someone you had only met properly once and had a couple smaller conversations after that with. Maybe he knew you had a stupid crush on him and was put off from showing up. He had no reason to want someone like you, after all. By the sixth week since you'd seen the man last you'd forced yourself to move on from being hopeful.

And then when you returned home from work one evening you noticed an unfamiliar car parked at the end of the driveway. Tired, you paid it no mind and trudged up to the front door and let yourself in with your key. You shuffled into the house and locked the door behind you, then made a move to enter the living room.

"Hey, dad? I'm home." You called out. There was a scuffle of feet and the very same man appeared with a grin.

"Ah, there you are! We have a guest over, as you probably could tell." He said cheerily and you chuckled.

"Mhm, well I'll just go and change upstairs. Be back in a sec."

With a ruffle of your hair from your dad, you rushed upstairs and decided to take a shower to wash the exhaustion of the day away. After you'd dumped your bag on your bed, you grabbed your towel and a fresh set of lounging clothes to lay out on your bed and made your way to the bathroom which was down the hall. Avoiding looking in the large vanity mirror, you stripped and stepped under the warm water of the shower once you'd switched it on.

"Mmh.." you groaned as the water sprayed down your achy muscles. For a moment, you simply stood there with your eyes closed as you basked in the soothing sensation. A moment later you lathered your plush body with your favourite soaps, taking care to glide your hands over your every curve. Idly, you thought of him, of those hands of his. You switched the water to cold.

Feeling clean and relaxed, you stepped out of the shower and wrapped your towel around yourself. Now all there was to do was return to your bedroom. As you crossed the hall, you heard the tap of footsteps making their way up the staircase. As sneakily as you could, you peeked to see who was ascending and a little squeak escaped you against your will. Still just as devastatingly handsome as the last time you saw him, Mr Hotchner was gaining closer and closer to your location and with a quick jump of action you scurried the rest of the way to your room and all but slammed your door shut.

Your chest heaved, adrenaline pumped through you and shakily you towelled yourself off and redressed in the fresh clothing. Maybe it was better if you changed, you thought as you looked down at the slightly more fitted tank top and shorts you were sporting now.

"No, don't be ridiculous." You mumbled to yourself and after hanging your towel up to dry you forced your legs to move towards your bedroom door and back out to the hallway. It was when you made it to the top of the stairs he called out to you.

"Oh, (Y/n). I'm sorry, I didn't realise you were exiting the bathroom earlier." Aaron said smoothly, startling you to spin on your axel towards him. Shit, had he seen you?!

"Um, it's fine. No harm done." You mumbled in response, shifting your weight from one hip to the other under his dark gaze. His brow twitched.

"Right."

Much to your dismay, he was by your side quicker than you realised and the two of you descended down to find your dad. With every step, the back of Aaron's hand would brush against the side of your arm accidentally, causing goosebumps to spring up across your skin. What were you to say to this man now?

"It's...it's been a while since you were last in town." You said finally, internally wincing and wishing you'd stayed quiet. The man beside you hummed.

"Had an onslaught of back-to-back cases. This is the first time my team and I have been able to catch a break. And... well, we won't get into it just yet." Aaron responded, his exhaustion barely suppressed behind his words. You wanted answers, to know why he showed up now or all times. Of what he wouldn't get into. Instead, you made a barely audible noise in response.

Glancing at the man you realised he was full on frowning now and you cleared your throat, chest aching.

"Oh! I see you found her then, huh?" The sound of your dad's voice startled you and you quickly stepped away from the older man beside you. Rounding the corner, your dad appeared wearing a jacket and shoes over his clothes, confusing you.

"Dad? Where are you going?" You asked.

"Just going to the store to grab some food."

Aaron frowned and stepped forward, stuffing his hand into his pocket to grab his wallet.

"Here, let me head to the store or at least pay for the inconvenience." He said but your dad huffed and straightened out his jacket.

"No, you're our guest, Aaron. Now grab yourself a drink and relax, buddy."

Shaking his head but smiling, Aaron reluctantly stuffed his wallet away and raised his hands in defeat.

"Next time is on me, (D/n)."

"Deal." Your dad grinned, then he shifted his focus to you. "You be a good host now, got it?"

You grimaced.

"I mean I don't mind going, he's here to see you anyway so.."

"Nonsense, I'm here to visit both of you." The man beside you said, of which your dad chuckled.

"Well there you go, he said it himself. Now I'm going out so we're not waiting too late having dinner."

You scoffed at his words but inwardly your heart was pounding. He was seriously leaving you home alone with Mr Hotchner?! Your eyes flitted to the man, who was seemingly paying attention to your father as he moved towards the front door. It was only when you heard the slam of the door that it truly sunk in; you were home alone with the man you'd grown an embarrassingly big crush on while simultaneously feeling an unjustified anger towards.

On shaky legs, you shuffled towards the kitchen to grab a drink and calm your nerves. Just as you grabbed a glass from the cupboard he spoke.

"Are you alright?" Aaron's voice startled you once again and automatically your hand let go of the glass cup, a crash following as it smashed into glistening, sharp shards. You'd barely gasped when Aaron appeared crouched before you, picking larger shards up immediately.

"I'm sorry." He uttered, snapping you out of your startled trance. You crouched down as well as you shook your head vigorously.

"No, it's okay. It's my fault-"

You looked up and froze, realising your faces were far closer than you'd anticipated. He was frowning, then he straightened up rapidly to dump the shards of glass in his hands in the trashcan.

"Please, leave the clean up to me. I was the one who startled you. Besides, you haven't got shoes on right now. So, can you hop up on the counter top?" He asked you, his tone more firm than you'd heard before. It made your lower lip jut out. You made a noise of acknowledgement, straightened up and braced your palms on the counter top behind you to help yourself onto it. Aaron had turned back to you by this point, a wash of satisfaction traced over his more alert expression at the sight of you safely away from the shards on the ground.

"Vacuum?" He simply said. You winced.

"O-oh.. um, it's in the storage under the staircase."

With a nod, Aaron swiftly left the room, his footsteps echoing through the house. God, could you feel anymore embarrassed than you did already in that moment? He had to clean up after you because you were incapable of functioning around him. You wished you had a crush on someone nearer your age, at least they wouldn't find you so childish as you suspected Aaron did. With your head hanging low you didn't even notice him re-enter the room, not until he padded towards you carefully and set the vacuum down.

"Hey... it's alright, just an accident. I didn't mean to scare you." He said softly. You sniffled and shook your head.

"S'fine. I'm okay." You mumbled. He paused for a moment, then placed a hand on your knee.

"I'll just quickly clean this mess up, alright sweetheart? I'll be with you as soon as I can."

Your head shot up at the pet name, wet eyes wide as you studied his face. The corner of his mouth twitched upwards, despite the concerned furrow in his brow.

"There you are. Just sit tight, don't want any glass to hurt you."

You watched as Aaron set up the vacuum cleaner and, crouched again, he hastily but thoroughly removed the debris from the floor. When he was satisfied, he unplugged the machine and lifted it up, the muscles in his arms bulging in his neat dress shirt. Your eyes followed him, but dropped away when he glanced your way.

"Um thanks, Mr Hotchner." You uttered and made a move to slide off the counter top. And then one of his long legs pressed against your shin, willing you to stay in place.

"Ah, ah, ah wait there." He muttered.

You quivered and shuffled back onto the counter top properly. What on earth..? You watched him leave again, swinging your legs nervously. Surely he had got rid of all the glass, right? You were unable to ponder for long when Aaron returned again, eyes on you as he approached. Your brows creased.

"Um I'm sure I can move, right? You got all the glass."

He hummed, stopping in front of you now, gaze still unwavering.

"Can't be too careful now, can we?" He said with a little smirk. You swallowed thickly.

"I..."

"May I talk to you about something?"

Your eyes trailed over his face, noting on an emotion you hadn't spotted upon first inspection. Slowly, you shook your head.

"Um yes, you can, Mr Hotchner."

He puffed air out of his nose.

"You don't need to be so formal with me, (Y/n)."

You dropped your gaze.

"Sorry, can't help it." You managed to say, feeling shy and silly. He leaned one hip against the counter beside you, crossing his arms against his broad chest.

"Don't apologise, sweetheart." He shifted his weight, now a little closer still to you. His scent enveloped you, it was soothing. "I... wanted to apologise for disappearing for a long time." He finally said. You shuddered.

"Um, it's okay-"

The sound of him clearing his throat silenced you and rendered you unable to do anything more than stare wide-eyed at him. He hummed and raised a brow.

"Sweetheart, you do know I can tell when someone is lying, right?"

Fuck.

"Mr Hotchner, sir I- I'm not lying, It's okay-"

Aaron moved suddenly, caging you in by placing his hands either side of your wide, plump hips and stared you down.

"Tsk. Don't be naughty by doubling down on lying." He gazed through his thick lashes now, leaning his face closer to yours. His scent overwhelmed you now and you bit back a whimper. "Come now, I upset you and I want to make things right."

You squeezed your eyes shut and gripped onto your shorts tightly, balling the fabric up in your tight fits.

"F-fine. I just... why did you stop visiting all of a sudden?" You wrinkled your nose a little and huffed. "God, I sound like a fucking weird-"

"No. Allow me to explain."

You exhaled quietly, not expecting him to cut you off like that. He sighed and lifted his hands up to rub his face.

"I... well, I had to distance myself from you. Not because I don't enjoy seeing you, it's more the opposite. I have feelings for you which I most certainly should not have, not as a friend of your father." He said, fumbling his thumb and pointer finger together.

You froze.

Was this really happening? Your heart felt like it was racing, your stomach coiling as you stared at him.

"I- Mr Hotchner, you..."

Aaron grimaced and shifted his weight, ready to step back from you.

"I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable. I knew this was a bad idea to tell you, but I just thought you should know why I had started avoiding you." He said sincerely, then dropped his arms and turned his body.

You didn't know why you did it, but your hand shot out and you grabbed his shirt.

"-No! Don't- don't go!"

Aaron's breath hitched from your outburst, but he also didn't try to pull away from your touch either.

"(Y/n)..."

You felt warm, dropping your gaze whilst your fingers messed with the expensive fabric of his shirt.

"I- I don't want you to leave. You didn't make me uncomfortable." You mumbled. The man waited for you to continue speaking as you opened your mouth and closed it a few times. "I, um, I just wasn't expecting you to say you were interested in me."

Your eyes flicked to his face and you sucked your lower lip between your teeth at the furrowed expression on his face.

"You thought I wasn't interested in you?" Aaron's brows raised and he stepped a little closer towards you. "Sweetheart, I don't tend to talk to people outside of my close circle much at all, and, admittedly, I don't often visit people very often. But I just had to see you again."

His confession made you feel strange in a way you couldn't pinpoint on. Not necessarily bad, but a little unsure. Your eyes met his beautiful dark brown ones.

"Mr Hotchner, I don't see why you-"

"Call me that one more time and you'll be calling me sir instead." He cut you off sternly and you gasped. His left hand moved to rest on the counter just barely brushing against the outer side of your thigh and he leaned towards you, his face almost close enough for the two of you to kiss.

"I want you, sweetheart. I've spent the last few months trying to clear you from my thoughts," He paused to let out a small sigh. "However, you remain embedded within the foundations of my mind and I've come to accept this wholly. But just tell me if you don't want this and I will never bring this to you again, I promise."

Your eyes trailed over his face, tracing the creases and lines of age and you longed to feel them under your fingertips. You grabbed onto his arm.

"I-I want this... please. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you too." You confessed with a shy smile. Aaron chuckled through an exhale of relief and he began to close the gap between your lips and his.

"I was hoping you'd say that."

Desperately, you pressed your lips to his and moved your hands to grip onto his broad shoulders. Responding to you, Aaron's hands moved to grab onto the squish of your hips, digging into them as he pulled you ever closer towards him. Now chest to chest, you whined against his mouth and instinctively, your legs parted enough for him to slip between.

All too soon, you parted for oxygen, your chest heaving and straining under your lounging tee. Aaron brushed his nose against yours sensually, his thumbs stroking your hips.

"I estimate your father will be gone for forty-five minutes at most." He murmured and you whimpered.

"Y-yes, maybe..."

"Sweet girl, I want to make sure you know how I feel, truly."

Your hands tightened their grip on the shirt.

"H-how?"

He chuckled, pressing a light kiss to your lips.

"If you'll let me, sweet girl, I want to pleasure you. We'll have to be quick though, at least this time round."

This time, this time. You felt light headed in the best way.

"W-what do you wanna do?" You hesitantly asked him. Aaron slid his hands to the expanse of your thighs with a hum.

"You don't know how much I wanted to slip my hand up your dress that night we met to touch your pretty pussy, sweetheart- "

"M-Mr Hotchner!" You squeaked, cheeks flushing from the dirty confession. A deep rumble reverberated through him and one of his hands lightly slapped your thigh. You jolted, but he held you in place.

"That's it, little girl. I don't want to hear any other title other than 'sir' from you now until I say so, is that clear?"

You nodded. Another slap, slightly closer to your inner thigh. You gasped out.

"Y-yes sir!"

Satisfied, Aaron hummed and grabbed onto your thighs and, with a hint of a smile, he pulled you closer to the edge and spread your legs wider. You yelped, hands grasping onto any part of him you could to steady yourself and he chuckled whilst pressing his lips to the corner of your mouth.

"Mhm, gonna let me take a look, sweetheart?" He murmured against your skin, fingers dancing along the waistband of your shorts. You whimpered.

"I-I-" Fuck, you didn't know what to even say. You'd done minimal things with others before, but they were underwhelming experiences and you preferred to close that chapter of your life. But here you were, sprawled out on the kitchen counter with your father's friend who was more than twice your age, trying to process what he had asked you.

Aaron brushed his nose against yours, bringing you from your racing thoughts.

"Aww, don't know what you want, sweet girl? It's alright, let daddy help you." He cooed. Almost immediately, your body spasmed with the way he addressed himself and he huffed out a quiet laugh. "You like that, huh? Like the thought of calling me daddy?"

You whimpered, hips rolling against his with need.

"Uh-huh, I do."

"Say it then, I want to hear it. Then I'll give you anything you want."

Your eyes widened at the commanding tone he used. Your pussy twitched.

"I- I do, daddy. Wanna call you daddy really badly."

"Mhmm.." Aaron pressed his lips to yours again and your hands gripped his shirt again. You could feel the prominent bulge in his pants against your clothed slit now, subconsciously grinding yourself against it. With a low growl, Aaron pulled his lips from yours sharply and his hands grasped your thighs to pin you in place. You whined, trying to push back and feel the friction against your pussy again.

"Behave, little girl. Now lift your butt up for me." He commanded you and, desperate for his touch, you propped yourself up on your elbows to raise your ass from the counter top. You vaguely heard him call you a good girl before he slipped his finger tips into the band of your shorts and, with a swift pull, he removed them. You squeaked, automatically closing your legs but Aaron growled, tugging your plush thighs apart again. Your chest heaved, arousal flaring within you as you realised he was staring directly at your panties. His mouth twitched.

"Pretty panties on such a pretty girl."

You whimpered when he let go of your right thigh to slide his thick fingers over a wet patch on the crotch of fabric. Your hips bucked, you hadn't realised just how pent up you were.

"D-daddy- please!" You pleaded and he cooed at you with a smirk.

"Want daddy to play with your little pussy, huh? We'll have to be quick if you wanna cum."

You nodded eagerly, grinding your hips against his fingers eagerly.

"Mmh- yes, sir!"

"Good girl. Hold your legs spread for me."

Hooking your hands underneath your knees, you trembled as Aaron moved his right hand to pull your panties to the side, revealing your slick, puffy pussy to him. He hummed in approval, ghosting his fingers over your folds and gathering some of your juices on the tips.

"You're so wet, sweetheart. Is this all for me?" He asked softly. You wiggled your hips a little.

"Y-yeah, daddy~ only for you..."

Aaron groaned as he parted your folds to reveal your hooded clit and dripping entrance.

"Next time I want to eat you out, sweet girl. You're fucking divine looking." He rumbled, swiping his thumb over your sensitive bundle of nerves. Your hips bucked immediately, Aaron hummed. "Gonna fingerfuck you this time, that sound nice, huh?"

"Mmmh, yeah daddy, need it!" You whimpered, at this point just desperate for anything. Aaron kissed you roughly, the sounds of both yours and his lips moving against one another made you squirm. But you gasped out when he slipped his thick middle finger into your entrance, taking you by surprise. And with a smug grunt, Aaron slid his tongue against yours to deepen the messy kiss. One finger became two, sliding in and out of your sopping wet hole and stretching you around the two digits.

The edge of his palm massaged your throbbing, little clit as he curled the fingers upwards inside you, searching for the spot that would have your toes curling. A sudden burning pleasure spread through your lower abdomen and you moaned against Aaron's mouth. You felt his lips curl into a smile, smug as he began to thrust the two fingers up inside you in an unbreaking movement. You heard it then, the messy, gushing sound of your pussy squelching in time with the rapid thrusts and you bucked up into it, feeling the burning pleasure begin to build up. You couldn't kiss back anymore, mouth fallen open now with every whimper and cry as the thrusts increased in speed. Aaron bit down onto your lower lip, then pulled away with a wet kiss.

"You're fucking clenching around daddy's fingers so well, sweetheart. You close, huh? You gonna cum for me?" He coaxed you, the hand that had originally been holding your panties to the side now pressed down on your plush stomach, leveraging his other hand's movement. You sobbed and writhed, eyes fluttering as you struggled to keep them open.

"G-gonna cu-um! Wanna cum, daddy!"

With a grunt, Aaron's fingers moved blindingly fast, your pussy's squelches echoing in the kitchen along with your wails. He pressed his lips to your neck.

"Fucking cum for me, sweetheart. Come on, that's a good girl. Cum." He growled at you. And as your pussy began to flutter and clench around his fingers he ripped them from your hole and instead brushed them over your almost neglected clit. It was almost instantaneous then, the arch of your back, the roll of your eyes, moaning brokenly as you cummed hard.

And then you heard the keys jingling in the lock of the front door.

"Fuck-" Aaron hissed, pulling his hand away and quickly grabbing your shorts so you could pull them back on again. You were shaking, struggling to pull the garment of clothing back on so you could slip off the counter top. You heard running water, spying Aaron washing his hands and when you met his gaze the two of you giggled, adrenaline pumping through your veins.

"G-go up to the bathroom!" You whispered, gesturing to the prominent bulge in his crotch area. He huffed, but grinned and pressed a quick kiss to your lips.

"We'll continue this another time, sweetheart." He whispered. He rushed off out of sight and, whilst on still shaky legs, you turned to wipe down the kitchen top just in time for your father to enter the room.

"Ah, you getting a head start with clearing up ready to eat?" Your dad greeted you and you bit your lip to hold back a giggle.

"Mhm, don't you know it."

Needless to say, Mr Hotchner ended up staying too late to drive home that night.

Not my best work I gotta say but 😔😔 hope yawl like it anyway SKSKSKSK

Gonna move the taglist to the comment section I think but yeah if you'd like to be tagged in future works lemme know!

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yourheart-inmyhands · 7 months

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HIIIII I LOVE YOUR POSTS SO MUCH IF YOU DIDNT NOTICED I WAS ONE OF YOUR FOLLOWERS WHO LIKE YOUR POSTS THE EARLIEST ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT AND AMAZING DAY I HOPE YOU FEEL HAPPY AND JOYFULL! STAY SAFE :DDDD

Oh and btw i love love LOVED the last post you made :3 wasnt able to like it early since i was at school but can i please req a Zoro reader with a yan Yelan , Beidou , Alhaitham (all hail the ham XD) and Neuvillete (idk how to spell his name😒🙄) ANYWAYS PLEASE TAKE YOUR TIME REMEMBER TO EAT REST AND DRINK WATER <<<333

Plus points if reader is in luffys pirate crew , has 3 swords and stronger than Beidou and Yelan 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

YOUR THE BEST POOKS EHEHHEHEHE<<<<333 :D :3

(stan chuu 🥰🥰🥰😱😱😱)

LOVE YOU POOKS 🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍😍

i didn't wanna answer this one cause it's so cute and i wanted to keep it in my inbox foreverrrrr but i really appreciate the compliments ;v; <33 also i won't lie, Zoro is not one of my favorites from One Piece (i like greasy/deranged men) but i love his character, i was also binging some episodes while writing this and also this is pre-timeskip zoro cause that's where i'm at currently and brainrot be real but i hope you enjoy :D <3

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including delusional behaviors, implied being held against will, mentions of violence, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Yandere!Yelan would be stressed out, not only do you wield three swords and seem to always get yourself in trouble, but you’re always getting lost. She’s at least glad that you can take care of yourself if the need arises but your obsession with being Teyvat’s Greatest Swordsman is a little out of control. She prefers that you don’t go out without her because she knows you’ll get lost, but if you should otherwise she’ll be sure to send out someone to follow you, keeping her informed of your location and every move.

Yelan smiled to herself as you trained in the backyard. While your bizarre workout routine often had her a bit worried, she admired your dedication to her work. There was a lot about you she loved, but your dedication to your goals was what drew her in, reminding her of herself sometimes. She had to keep you on a tight leash though, your lack of direction often leaving you in places you shouldn’t end up in. She never minded though, it was just another of your adorable quirks, something she found keeping her on her toes. Yelan loved you and all your strange, unique quirks.

Yandere!Beidou would find you very admirable, chasing so strongly after your ambitions as she had. While killing a Leviathan and becoming Teyvat’s Greatest Swordsman are two different life goals, she thinks you're an amazing individual for chasing your dreams so wholeheartedly.

Beidou smiled down at you from the top deck, watching as you polished your blades. While she didn’t understand the need for three swords, she knew you enjoyed it and so she never questioned it. She was grateful you didn’t put up a fight when it came to traveling on the Crux with her, not that you ever seemed to know where they were headed. It just made it easier for her to keep an eye on you, with your habit of wandering off and getting lost just to end up in a fight that she later patches you up from. She loved you and all your quirks but sometimes she wondered how you came to be this way, it wasn’t something you seemed keen to talk about.

Yandere!Alhaitham would find a beloved like this both a blessing and a curse. He loves your passion for swordfighting, often fighting with you for a bit of practice. While you certainly outmatch him with just one sword alone, he uses his intellect to spar with you, learning your moves and putting you into positions where you have to adapt and overcome. He finds the exercise to be an enjoyable break from his work, allowing him to keep his physical skills as sharp as his mental ones. He refuses to let you go anywhere by himself though, worried you’ll get lost and run into trouble, again.

Alhaitham smirked as he blocked another attack from you, having memorized every attack you’ve ever used against him. It was times like this that he enjoyed most with you, a proper challenge between brains and brawn. While your workout routine was intense, his mind was equally as polished, leaving the duels between the two of you relatively intense. On afternoons where you weren’t dueling, it was common to go into town, with Alhaitham usually picking up books or other things at stores while dragging you along with him. Even if he knew you were going to nap the whole time he was gone, he still didn’t trust you to not fight something or get lost while he was gone. So instead he took you to every store with him, keeping a tight watch over you and oftentimes tying a ribbon gently around your wrists that connected to his belt.

Yandere!Neuvillette has no choice but to keep you locked up inside while he’s gone simply because he knows otherwise you’ll get lost and he’ll be seeing you in the courtroom for yet another fight you got into. He doesn’t mind it though, knowing that at home you only do a few things, train, polish your swords, and nap. And while he admires your dream to be Teyvat’s Greatest Swordsman, he thinks you should settle for the strength you currently possess and simply stay here in Fontaine with him.

Unlocking the door and stepping in after a long day in court, Neuvillette isn’t surprised to see you napping in the livingroom. He will admit that the first few times he saw you napping, simply sitting on the floor up against a wall with all three swords nearby, he thought it was strange, insisting that you sleep in the bedroom or at least on the couch. Now though, he understands that it’s simply the way you are, quietly approaching and smirking as your eyes flicker open, looking up at the man. “Your senses are as sharp as ever I see.” Neuvillette offers you a hand, gently pulling you to your feet as you stretch, asking about his day. He enjoys the quiet life he has and he prefers to try and force you to comply than let you roam free, after all he’s doing this for the betterment of society. You’re simply too dangerous.

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billetwoes · 4 months

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I've Got This!

How would the MK1 Earthrealmer Boys react when all of you go out for a friendly dinner at Madam Bo's and you, a lovely female team mate, pick up the bill happily before any argument and avoiding the bill banter ensues between the boys?

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Liu Kang

He accepts your gesture with gratitude. Why should a god have to pay? He shouldn't have to. He already does so much to protect Earthrealm.

"It's always an honour, Lord Liu Kang," you said, bowing with hands clasped in front of you.

He does not care that you are a woman, he only cares about your good qualities. If you want to be generous and kind to your friends, that is your right and choice.

Raiden

He's momentarily surprised that you got up and confidently took the bill and added a stack of cash on top before handing it back to Madam Bo with a wink, which was your way of communicating that you've tipped.

"Y/N, you didn't have to do that!" he said, that he feels bad is evident in his voice.

"Don't worry about it! You've treated us before, so it's my turn," you said smiling.

"Besides, I may not be a Lay Buddhist, but it is good karma," you gestured towards both him and Kung Lao, "And we're friends."

"Well, if you put it that way," Raiden began humbly, smiling, "we gratefully accept, even though we're not monks yet."

"Plus, I'm honored to be in the presence of the Shaolin's next master!"

Raiden blushed, "You're embarassing me!" He said modestly.

Kung Lao

Kung Lao belched appreciatively, patting his belly, praising the good hearty meal. Then the usual banter ensued between the boys on who's paying the bill when brought to your table. You, without hesitation, paid the bill confidently. Done.

He didn't spot your actions but the others did and the bantering immediately changed to protests and expressions of feeling bad that you got to it first. Kung Lao then realized what happened and joined in with the boys.

He's trying to save face but was internally happy and grateful that he didn't have to pay the hefty bill. He certainly had a big metabolism and he knew that he required more food. *burp* *pat, pat* :D

You waved a hand dismissively, "You guys treat me all the time, it's my turn. Besides, I may not be a Lay Buddhist, but it is good karma," you gestured towards both him and Raiden, "And we're friends."

"Well, then!" Exclaimed Kung Lao with a wide grin, hands held outwards, "I am glad to be the bestower of good karma! I'm more than happy to oblige you next time!" Raiden hit him on the chest playfully with the back of his hand, "I'm joking. But, thank you, Y/N! This next smiling Buddha's indeed happy!"

Johnny Cage

He's impressed with your boldness and is beaming from ear to ear.

"Whoa! I'm getting the royal treatment!" The actor complimented in his own joking way.

Since both of you are Westerners, it is not unheard of for women to take up the bill and treat others. In fact it is welcomed in many cases.

"Absolutely," you said brightly, "Anything for all of you...within reason!" You jokingly gave a motherly warning gaze, holding a finger up.

Johnny laughed, "Aww, I was gonna order champagne, a couple of lobsters and some caviar!"

"Next time, for sure," you said, smiling.

"Nah, I'll get it next time. My treat," Johnny replied happily opening his arms up to hug you, which you returned, "Thank you, Y/N."

"It's an honour to be in the presence of Ninja Mime!"

Kenshi

Kenshi was more reserved and not much of a talker. It was hard to read him at times, as he is expression was poker faced most of the time. But when he speaks, the words are sincere.

Once you paid the bill, there was a quiet reaction where he smiled and nodded in your direction. Unlike the rest of the boys, he was polite and formal.

"Thank you, Y/N."

Sub Zero (Bi Han)

He had his usual scowl on his face. As you all stood up to leave, he approached you.

"A woman never pays." He said as if he had the last word in a dignified way.

Hiding your confusion, you replied, "I wanted to."

His face subtly crinkles before walking away. Kuai Liang looked back at you apologetically.

You can make out parts of their conversation as they were leaving Madam Bo's.

"Women these days! It is a man's job to take care of women!" Bi Han grumbled.

"Times have changed, brother."

"And who does she think she is by saying, "I want to"? She means defiance!"

"You misunderstood her words, brother."

The grumbling faded away as the brother exited Madam Bo's.

At least you now know that the traditional Lin Kuei Grandmaster cares about women underneath that cold exterior.

Scorpion (Kuai Liang)

Unlike his brother, Kuai Liang was diplomatic. He was also like Kenshi, where words of gratitude are sincere behind a solemn tone.

Kuai Liang returned after the above conversation with his brother, who was now waiting outside of the restaurant.

"Y/N," he began, "I apologize for that."

You waved a hand, smiling, "Don't worry about that. I was happy to share."

"While some of us have accepted that times have changed, others have not," he explained, "My brother is grateful, but he often allows his ego to express this for him in...straightforward ways."

"You don't have to explain anything, I understand," you said, holding a hand up, "I know he is grateful."

"We appreciate the kind gesture," Kuai Liang said sincerely, "It was a wonderful meal."

"You're welcome," you responded, bowing your head respectfully.

Smoke (Tomas Vrbada)

He felt bad that you paid. Even though you were happy to.

Kind, empathetic and sensitive, he felt that he should have been the one to step up and paid the bill. He wanted to take care of his family and friends. When you beat him to the punch, he was internally kicking himself in the head.

"You look like I just did something hurtful to you," you said, looking concerned, "Are you ok?"

He sighed, "Yes, I am. I feel bad though. I should have been the one to pay."

"You're welcome," you joked, "Don't worry about it!"

"I know, I know," he began apologetically, "I really appreciate you doing that for us. I would have liked to take care of all of you."

"Oh, you're fine," you reassured, "You take care of all of us enough, and more. So typical of you and your star sign."

He paused, "Wait, what? How do you know what my star sign is?" He eyed you suspiciously.

You waved your hand in the air nonchalantly, "Oh, I might have overheard a person or two greet you happy birthday a month ago."

"But...I've never told anyone my birthday!"

"Someone found out," you said, "Happy belated birthday! I hope you enjoyed the dinner! Ha ha ha!!"

Before he could say anything, you left the restaurant cackling.

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shinobus-unbreakable-spirit · 1 year

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Hello!

Could I request for some Yoriichi fluffy headcanons and a little bit of NSFW ones?

I hope you have a nice day/night!

Coming right up! :D

Yoriichi Headcanons

Fluffy with some NSFW!

Can be little spoon or big spoon depending on the situation, as long as you two are close he's happy

When it comes to days out as a couple, he likes to let you decide where you should go, and no matter how wild or implausible your suggestion is he'll make sure it happens

Absolutely loves, loves, loves giving oral. He cannot enjoy intimacy unless he knows you're pleasured and content, making him an extremely caring and sensual lover. He'll go down on you for hours with no complaints whatsoever, all he wants in the bedroom is for you to feel infinite pleasure

If you give him a blowjob, this is one of the few times you'll see him lose control. He's incredibly sensitive there and the moment your lips wrap around his cock, he bites his lip and proceeds to softly moan, gripping your hair firmly. It just blows his mind so much. He can certainly climax from a blowjob

If you have kids together, he'll be the best father. He will never lose his cool and will be extremely gentle, but still excellent at teaching your children everything they need to know. He also appreciates everything you do as a parent, and frequently makes time to show you how much he loves you be it through gifts, poetry, cuddles, lovemaking, or simply asking you what would help ease the stress of parenting and making that happen

He is a quality time sort of guy. He likes to spend almost every moment with you, as you're his whole heart; he loves you so much and, although he doesn't vocalize this often, he has no idea what he would do without you. He's very content even just sitting in silence with you, an arm protectively wrapped around you as he sharpens his sword, writes, or does something else

He has a secret talent for poetry. He writes various poems (mostly love ones) and enjoys reading them out to you with that dulcet tone of his. Understood tacitly, many of his poems are dedicated to you and inspired by his burning affection

People underestimate Yoriichi, given his unassuming disposition. This might lead to cocky assholes feeling like they can mess with you, but the second someone gives you so much as a mean glare, Yoriichi shows how formidable he is; not with violence, unless he has to, but by verbally making the person look stupid and humiliating them. He has a quick wit, and he brings it out especially to defend you

He compliments you at random times, in an endearing manner. You two will be sitting enjoying a tea, then he will stroke your cheek and say something sweet like, "You have such raw beauty, my love." The offbeat timing of his compliments shows he says these things with no premeditation, but just as he thinks of them, which is at least three times a day

I really hope you enjoyed these, anon, and that you have a wonderful day! Yoriichi loves and cares about you!

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dorayakichan · 7 months

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hii! could I plz req a nsfw alphabet for owen? thank u!

Owen Knight (N)SFW alphabet

A/N: Thank you for your request! It was my first time doing this so I tried my best. I really hope you like it. Feedback would be very much appreciated!

A=Aftercare (what they are like after sex…)

He is the king of aftercare, the best of the best. As soon as he finishes he will take a moment to admire your gorgeous naked figure in front of him. Making him feel a sense of satisfaction and indescribable happiness. Although the slightest wince coming from you will have his expression change into a worried one as he will gently move away from you, giving you a small kiss on your hand or forehead, and go to the bathroom. Hoping you are not yet asleep he will come, and even if you refuse, telling him he doesn’t have to do that he will lift you up and take you straight to the warm bath which he prepared where he won’t let you do anything on your own. He will be doing all the work while also gently kissing any kind of bruise he has left behind on your body

B=Body part (favorite body part of theirs and their partners…)

Owen’s favorite body part is obviously his face. Have you seen the man? He is way too handsome and he knows that very well.

While his favorite body part of yours, well that is hard. Is there a place in your body that doesn’t look perfect to Owen? I don’t think so. To him, everything about you from your body to personality is just perfection. But if he has to pick one is your thighs he finds them extremely attractive and loves touching, kissing, and licking them while you do it.

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

Owen loves painting your whole body with his cum. There is something so hot about looking at your exhausted state while breathing heavily, with cum all over you. The way the white liquid drips all over your body, the way your eyes look at him covered all in white. He just loves that. Certainly, he cleans you right after that, there is no way he would leave his beautiful girl like that and leave.

D= Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Your voice arouses him. He found that out when he was once talking to you on the phone. You were speaking so sweetly and your tone was so alluring that it made him hard. Being in a long-distance relationship makes it even harder for the both of you to enjoy that sweet physical intimacy that you both so much desire. Sometimes, he calls you just so he can relieve himself while listening to your beautiful voice talking about how you’re feeling, what has happened lately, or even a book or movie you’re obsessed with lately. He knows it’s wrong, thankfully you have never heard him and he wishes you never will.

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

Owen’s only experience comes from watching porn. He has never done it with anyone else before. You are the first and last one as he says. Although not much like porn he still has a vague idea of what he is doing, also he is very perceptive of every moan or movement you make in order to understand what you like and dislike, so he can become better for you.

F=Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any kind of position that allows him to look at your face is his favorite. He just wants to have a view of your face, at you while he is moving in and out of you. Your swollen lips, your glistening eyes, and all the expressions you make as you moan out his name. It gets him more excited, especially when you extend your arms, asking for a kiss, which he happily obliges.

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

Intimate times with Owen are not goofy but they have a lot of teasing from his side. It’s always him complimenting you in the middle of it by saying how amazing you are and how perfect you look that sometimes embarrasses you tremendously. But that’s his goal. He wants to see your red blushy face trying to hide from him.

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

He is neat and keeps his hair neatly groomed. Although he has previously asked you if you wanted him to have them in any other way he would be open to something new. Earning a punch from you as you ran embarrassed away.

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

Owen is gentle, so gentle and sweet he does leave hickeys on your body but he also kisses them after. He kisses every single part of your body, moving his hand delicately all over you. He is not rough unless you ask him to. And even when you ask he is very observant so that he won’t hurt you unintentionally.

J=Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

As said before he does it quite a lot due to the long distance but even then is because of a picture you send him, of a phone call with you, or even a video call. Just the idea of you is enough to make him hard so he has to. But when you are together that never happens after all he has you for that.

K=Kink (one or more of their kinks)

His kinks aren’t many but they include slight voyeurism, during your intimate times he will sometimes even beg to see you finger yourself, the way your slender fingers move in and out of your womanhood, the way you stimulate your clit with the other hand sending you to orgasm, has Owen cumming even more than you. He also loves it when you talk dirty to him or order him around telling him what to do and how to do it with confidence he just loves to see those fierce eyes of yours take control. Yeah, he is slightly submissive too.

L=Location (favorite places to do the deed)

Usually, as long as the place is comfortable for you to lay at then that’s all Owen wants. Be it the couch, or the bed if you seem to be okay then he will proceed. There are times he won’t be as mindful but these are quite rare times when he is jealous, or if someone else tries to flirt with you, he will take you to the nearest place he sees appropriate enough and proceed on claiming every inch of you. Even in those moments he will be mindful of your feelings and words and won’t try to force it if you don’t want to.

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

He goes feral especially when you wear something revealing or sexy. Especially for your intimate moments a sexy set of lingerie is always a great way to make the man lose all his composure and bounce on you like a beast in heat.

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

He is willing to do anything with you as long as it doesn’t cause you discomfort, or pain or put you at any sort of risk. So even if you ask him it will be really hard convincing him and even if you do get him to finally accept he won’t be enjoying it.

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

He is the best pleaser you’ve met and will ever meet in your life. He is mainly addicted to you sitting on his face. He enjoys the feeling of eating you out the way his face is suffocated by your thighs or your cunt and the way you grind yourself on him the more you feel the coming of your release, he enjoys it all.

If you are up for it then he is okay with it. In reality, he loves it but whenever you take it all inside pushing his member inside your throat nearly choking as tears come out from your eyes he can’t help but feel a pang in his heart. He knows you do it because you want to, yet he can’t stand looking at your teary eyes. It just doesn’t feel right to him.

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

It depends on the mood. There are days when his pace is slow but his thrusts are deep and hard as his cock strokes your walls sending immense waves of pleasure with every thrust. Sure there will also be days when he is fast, he naturally tries not to be rough but if you both are going crazy needy for each other then it can happen that you won’t feel your legs the next morning.

Q=Quicky (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often)

He is not a fan of quickies but there are some special moments when a quickie is all he needs. That usually happens before an important race. If he is too tense he will look at you with puppy eyes and no matter where you are, you both will find a place just so you can help him relieve the stress he is in.

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

Yes, if you ask him. Any kind of gameplay you want to have that doesn’t involve hurting you and putting you in pain he is up for it.

Also, he doesn’t want to risk getting caught while doing it, especially having anyone see your most vulnerable state. But he definitely loves getting caught kissing you and groping you showing everyone that you are only his.

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

Babe, Owen is an athlete getting tired? What a joke. With you, he can go on for a whole week if he can. Adding to the fact that you have a long distance relationship he surely needs his dose of you at the highest amount he can get it.

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

Owen is not the type to prefer toys he is very confident in what he himself can offer with his body. That changes though if you want toys then he will buy you anything you want and even if those toys are to be used on him he is good with it. In fact, he has actually started enjoying them but he will never admit that fact to you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Besides edging and talking dirty to you he is not as much of a teaser as you are.

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

He is good at keeping his volume down except when you put him into a position of submission then some moans will escape out of him but that is the furthest he can get. Usually grunts, growls, and sighs at most.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

After a race or a long time of having worked hard, he sometimes gets a random surprise of you visiting him. He comes home, turns on the lights, and then walks up to his room to take off his clothes only to find you in a sexy set of lingerie drinking wine and waiting for him on a bed full of white rose petals.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Owen has quite a long and girthy cock which is circumcised. More importantly, the veins that line his cock are a true sight to behold.

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

It depends on what you do and how you look. There are days that when looking at you or talking with you gets him so hard, he lifts you walking straight to the bedroom and won't stop the whole day if possible going at it like rabbits. It’s all your fault how you are able to awaken all the lust residing in this guy's body so accept the consequences.

Z = ZZZ (…. how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn’t fall asleep until you do, only in rare moments after he has exhausted all his energy he will fall first, and even then he needs to be holding you in his arms so he can peacefully fall asleep.

#windbreaker webtoon #windbreaker x reader #owen knight x reader #windbreaker manhwa #windbreaker owen knight #windbreaker owen #owen x reader #windbreaker headcanon

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queenscodex · 2 years

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Love Languages

Dorm leaders; Riddle, Leona, Azul, Kalim, Vil, Idia, Malleus

Gender Neutral Reader

Headcanons

No warnings

Notes: wrote this before my hiatus, I am not caught up with the story yet(I'm very behind TwT). I still hope you enjoy :]

Riddle Rosehearts

Quality time

Riddle is a busy person to say the least. He is constantly swamped with things he needs to do; members to scold, meetings to attend, getting ahead of his studies, etc etc.

Safe to say he doesn't have much leisure :/

So he cherishes those moments of free time, fading from his usual facade of being a hard working student. And Riddle loves to spend those moments with you

Cuddling with Riddle roseheart?

Yes please !

"It's very improper" He would say as he continues to wrap his arms around your waist.

Because he is a busy person, spending time with him needs to be planned in advance unfortunately. But it doesn't really matter how you spend that time, Riddle savors each and every second of it.

But among his favorite ways to spend that time is taking care of hedgehogs together !

He finds something soothing about nursing the little creatures while having his partner there to spend that time with him

He also loves the moments when it's just the two of you away from prying eyes, his focus solely on you and away from the duties that have strained him.

Really, Riddle is happy to spend whatever time he can with you considering his schedule. It can be studying, dates, or something casual.

He's just really smitten for your attention (^▽^)

Words of Affirmation

Riddle doesn't get praised enough for all the work he does! His efforts tend to be overlooked by others and although he claims he doesn't require the recognition, part of him always yearns for your sweet compliments.

He feels his face go red every time

He loves being told 'I love you' the most. It serves as a reminder that there is someone who accepts him despite being painted as the crimson tyrant.

Words speak louder than actions for some, and the thing Riddle wants is to hear you say you love him. Tell him how much you love, that will certainly make his heart beat fast.

It might be simple, it stays with Riddle for the rest of the day :D

Last thoughts: Acts of service; simply pouring him some tea, or organizing his work goes a long way to make him feel loved.

" Please tell me those words again? Your voice is so sweet to my ears, my rose. I love you too."

Leona Kingscholar

Physical Touch

Leona is secretly touch-starved, change my mind. You can't

He enjoys the moments he can cuddle with his partner. And it's no secret that he adores sleeping into the late hours of the day in garden, but to the displeasure of the staff

Leona isn't one to explicitly state his emotions and feelings. He would much rather show this through subtle actions that he does not reciprocate with anyone else.

You're his one and only pillow <3

Napping together is a must for him. He likes having you close to him, resting his face within your shoulder or stomach.

Just having your there in his presence is enough to soothe him into some sleep

Although he isn't the fondest of kisses, Leona does like having you within arms reach, being able give you quick kisses whenever.

When you both sleep, he holds onto your hand sometimes <3

And when he holds your hand in public, be grateful this is a rare moment to behold 😤

Physical touches is enough to make his mood better by a lot- a lot of times it leads to sleeping but who are you to complain?

Acts of service

He's a lazy lion. What can I say?

Leona appreciates someone who goes out of their way to make his day easier by doing little things for them- bascally like Ruggies job(expect you get kisses as a reward)

Things like getting him a snack when he's hungry, or helping him clean his room when he's too tired speaks a lot on itself since it's coming from his lover's own obligation and he does appreciate your little acts though he isn't one to voice it out loud.

He'll repay you in lots of cuddling followed by some rest in the botanical garden

Followed by a series of angry words from the staff who attempted to chase you away.

Last thoughts: words of affirmation; Leona always saw himself as the second best. He might roll his eyes at the cute things you say about but it might just earn you some rare flustered moments from the lion~

" You got me lunch? Herbivore, if I hadn't known better you were trying to get my attention."

Azul Ashengrotto

Words of Affirmation

Growing up, Azul has only been met with negative comments about himself, usually regarding his physical appearance. He has become insecure of his octopus form and tried to ease that part of hum entirely

But the first time you complimented him on it, Azul swore his heart skipped a beat.

It was genuine and made him feel good about himself despite what others had said him

The compliment itself doesn't need to be anything extravagant, something as simple as praising him for his grades is enough to get him blushing.

Imagine his cheeks burning up your words. "I like your hat, Zul." Boom, tomatoes would be jealous of how red he is.

While he may be far from loving his mer form, your words do a lot to bring him closer to accepting himself.

Physical Touch

Simply holding your hand is enough for Azul to go beet red, but the action also makes his heart flutter knowing his partner is right there beside him.

Actions such as cuddling and kisses are also a way for him to unwind after a day of work.

Imagine, laying in his private quarters in the afternoon, his face resting in the crook of your neck. All the while, incoherent mumbles are leaving his lips, explaining the events that had passed.

Cuddling makes him feel secure and safe, away from the prying eyes of the twins and anyone who threatens to embarrass him. Kisses on the other hand serve as a reminder that someone loves him and trusts him enough to share something intimate

While Azul is very reserved when it comes to physical touches, he soon becomes addicted to your little affectionate gestures.

Even if he becomes flustered in the process, that doesn't hide the small smile that appears whenever you press your lips against his cheek.

Of course, most of this mainly occurs behind closed doors, but being to hold your hand as you walk through the school makes him forget about his insecurities for a moment as he can relish being in the embrace or hold of his partner

Last thoughts: Acts of service; he lives a busy life running the Fish mafia a restraunt. And he falls ever so more in love with you whenever you grab him his pen or bring him food when he's overworking himself.

" Please kiss me once more, you make me forget about the world and its impurities. I am weak to you, my dear."

Kalim Al-Asim

Quality Time

Kalim loves to pass the time with his partner. Mundane things such as studying become a lot more fun with his partner there to chat with.

Admittly, the homework become disregarded jn a manner of second, but that's for future you to worry about, this is cuddle time with Kalim !

Like Riddle, Kalim is open to do anything his partner wants to do. He isn't picky, if anything hes looking for excuses to pass some time with his partner.

Sends you a lot of "Can I come over please, I'm really bored" text messages.

Though he isn't picky with how to spend that time, he adores carpet rides. What's more fun than feeling the wind sweep through your hair as you can admire beautiful scenery in the distance? Kalim finds the moment to be a source of distraction and by the end of it he's going to have a big grin

However a lot of time you do spend together is often accompanied by someone meant to overlook Kalim's safety, mainly being Jamil.

Jamil third wheeling, Canon. But don't worry though, Jamil will keep his judging to himself

But mornings are a favorite as there aren't those added pair of eyes and so he can spend that time with his partner alone.

Imagine all the silly things you two can go off for hours in the early morning :D

Physical Touch

Kalim loves physical affection! He would cuddle all day if he could.

Kisses are among his favorites. He especially holds a preference towards butterfly kisses, playfully grazing his lips around your face, laughing in between each peck while holding your face with his fingers. And he becomes so bashful whenever his partner return does the same to him

Hugs and hand holding are something Kalim wants to do all the time, the expression of joy curving his features whenever you open your arms for a hug or invite him for cuddles

Give this boy all the love he deserves <3

Last thoughts: gifts; Kalim spoils you rotten. But the gifts you get him? Treats it as though it was made of the world's most expensive jewels. A stuff animal animal from you or a random gem? You can sure bet that he's gonna hold onto that stuff animal and keep it safe until he takes his last breath.

" Can I kiss you? One more kiss before class, a quick one too! I promise!"

Vil Schoenheit

Acts of service

Vil lives by a pretty busy schedule, he is constantly swamped by things, juggling both highschool responsibilities and that of his professional career.

He is always on his feet and days can become hectic sometimes. So having a partner who helps make his life easier by just doing little acts makes his heart explode on the inside !

The tasks itself don't even have to be anything tedious. Something simple as grabbing him his shoes, or setting out his makeup products in the morning ready for use, makes Vil's day to day go by much easier.

It's similar to Leona, in which his partner is doing it because they want to. To Vil, putting in that extra effort shows care and love and his heart flutters by that alone

But his favorite? Bringing him lunch after an exhausting photoshoot. He may be worn out from taking dozens of photos, but seeing you approach him with a smile on your face with a packaged bundle of goods makes that drowsiness disappear

Vil appreciates all his partner's efforts. And he is sure to repay the favor, doing little things to make his partner's life a little easier to the best of his ability.

Quality time

As mentioned, Vil has a packed schedule. He regrets that he can't spend as much time with his partner as he wishes and thus dates have to be planned ahead of time.

And nothing hurts him more then he has to cancel plans for work. Makes it up to you the moment he gets that free time again.

Despite that, mornings are easily a favorite time of his. It's a moment he can share with his partner, often spending the time helping each other get ready for the day followed by some face masks.

And when you do those face masks, it is so comforting you may just fall asleep again.

But Vil really finds comfort in these moments, able to dissociate from the outside world and spend some quality time with his partner

Likes to take you to the premiers of his movies as well, taking his partner as his special guest.

Que the wave of fangirls trying to undercover who this y/n is.

Having one-on-one conversations are among his favorites and being able to spend that with someone he cares about makes his heart skip a beat at the thought alone.

Last thoughts: Gifts; he's kinda similar to Kalim in which he values a lot of the things you get him. Yes, he's use to get some of the top makeup products around the world, but it doesn't compare to the tokens of affection you gift him :]

" Sweet potato, why don't we do something this weekend. I spoke with my managers and I'll be free both days. I heard this new restaurant opened, my treat~"

Idia Shroud

Gifts

Idia is pretty inexperienced when it comes to romance which is reflected when it comes to the other love languages.

Physical affection and words of affirmation makes him red in the face and nervous. Acts of service makes him feel awful for making you do things for him. However when it comes to gifts, that's something he appreciates dearly

Growing up, he has only received gifts from his family, rarely from anyone outside that circle. So when his partner suddenly gifts him with a new video game that he had been rambling about, he almost explodes on the spot

The gift doesn't even have to be video games, Idia is grateful for anything you get him, small or big! And when his partner goes through the effort to get him something special for his birthday or anniversary, he almost passes out on the spot.

If it's a stuffed animal he sleeps with it every night, clutching it close to his chest. Denies it profusely when you discovered this

Receiving an item from someone outside his family is rare, but the feeling it leaves is warm and lasting.

Whenever his eyes fall upon the little things his partner gets him, Idia can't help but show off a love struck smile, the memory of his partner handing it to him replaying in his mind.

And he is sure to give you something in return every time too. Though he feels as though it lacks in comparison.

Quality time

Idia has spent most of his time alone, playing video games and watching anime by his lonesome with the exception of his brother passing by from time to time.

And Idia likes it like that, he prefers being alone.

But when he meets you he very quickly gains a new perspective, enjoying all the moments with you. Especially if it's someone who's shares similar interests as him

And just like that, spending time alone feels so gray, something lacking as he clicks over the control buttons. The victory felt pointless without you cheering for him. Anime, while still enjoyable, lacks something.

And from that point on forward, he follows you like a puppy, looking for any way to get your attention and spend time with you

Of course watching Anime with his partner is a favorite as well as playing video games, offering you a seat beside him as he boots up the t.v(even better if it's a game you bought him!).

Even though he is someone that would rather spend his time alone, he will always spare some time for his partner, you're his player 2 after all~

Last thoughts: words of affirmation; physcial touch still makes him uneasy but your voice? Hes so smitten by that alone. tell him he's pretty. That you love and cherish him. I guarantee it would earn you blushes from Idia, literally putty in your hands.

" F-for me? Why? Is today something special- sorry, I didn't get you anything b-but I will!"

Malleus Draconia

Physical Touch

Malleus is touch-starved, he has been deprived of romantic affection most of his life. So when he first experienced cuddling, kissing and hand holding, he becomes addicted in matter of seconds

Putty in your hands, and isn't ashamed of it

He always wants to have his hands on his partner in some way, whether it be on your shoulder, waist, or simply holding your hand. Malleus likes the feeling of his skin against your own.

Also to show to the surrounding people that he is in fact your boyfriend and should think twice before making a move on you

At the beginning of the relationship he was a bit hesitant to initiate anything. But he would inch close to you when you're both standing, before finally interlocking his fingers with yours.

Kisses are also among Malleus favorite gestures, the feeling of his partner's lips against his own is something addicting to him. He can never give you enough kisses, often grazing his lips against your skin affectionately at any given point.

The dame applies to cuddling. Holding you in his arms is reassuring to the fae, it's also how he can protect his partner, keeping an eye out for potential dangers

Quality Time

As mentioned, Malleus has spent a lot of time alone. However, unlike Idia(who prefers to be alone), Malleus has always had the desire to spend his time with someone. Unfortunately, due his reputation both as a fae and heir to the briar Valley throne, many students have avoided thus leaving him by himself

That all changes when he finally has someone to call his lover and friend. Malleus becomes glued to your hip, wanting to spend every moment he can with you. Of course, this is not possible so he savors what he can get

The first time his partner suggested they do something together, Malleus had to take a few seconds to comprehend your words.

'They want to spend time with me?' He is truly blown away

Malleus doesn't care how that time is spent, he just wants to be beside his partner and serenade them in love just as you do him <3

Last thoughts: gifts; will this man spoil your rotten with presents? Yes he will. Can you stop him? No you can't. Malleus just loves to spoil his love, he's putty in your hands.

" Child of man, you want to spend time with me? You aren't afraid of me? Hmm, you'd be the first.''

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kairiscorner · 10 months

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(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

ok now but what if

you tried to convince miggy to watch the barbie movie with you.

...

"pleaseeeeee..." you practically begged the man as he continued to stoically watch his monitors, his eyes glued to them and his stance frozen in a perpetual arms-crossed-over-his-chest fashion with, of course, his thick eyebrows furrowing together in an eternal angry face.

he didn't even have to say a thing to let you know his answer would be no. you groaned and leaned your head against the sofa you had installed in his office and kicked your legs against the ottoman, which you also installed in his office. "please!" you exclaimed in a more desperate, whiny voice.

he sighed. "no." he replied in the most curt, most patiently impatient manner you have ever heard anyone speak in your entire life. you groaned for the umpteenth time as you shot your arms up into the air and slumped them back down in an attempt to get his attention.

"but miggyyyy, peter's taking mayday to see it! why can't you take meeeeee?" you asked, still trying to get him to budge. "if he's going then ask him to take you with them."

"but you know just me going won't be any fun!" you complained again as you kicked your legs against the ottoman, probably about to break the poor thing if he rejects your plea again.

miguel sighed yet again as he turned around to face you, with him glowering over you as he raised an eyebrow at you. "what'll you gain out of seeing a bunch of plastic dolls you don't even play with anymo--" he cut himself off as he watched you fiddle around with a mermaid barbie doll. you turned to face him and stared back at him as he caught you playing, slowly putting the doll away on the table.

he ran his hand across his face and shook his head slightly. "you are a genius." he complimented you, his expression unchanging. you chuckled. "why, i certainly am." you said as you took pride in his statement, picking up the doll again and brushing her hair.

"but you lack maturity and proper focus on real important things." he told you in a cold voice, peering at you with those serious brown eyes that did not hesitate to throw reality down upon you.

you turned around on the sofa, putting your hands on the backrest and pouting at him as you copied his furrowed eyebrows exaggeratedly, earning another raised eyebrow and look of confusion on miguel. "what is that face, now? what are you doing?" he asked, a little tired of your antics.

you crossed your arms over your chest, mimicking his likeness. "being serious, being unfunny, being... you." you seethed in a cold voice, trying to act like his stern self, to which she took a deep breath in and clicked his tongue as he looked off to the side to think of what to do next for a moment.

"...lyla." he called for the ai assistant, who was in a hot pink barbie-themed dress with a light pink fur shawl and with a new pair of pink and black sunglasses. "what?" she asked. miguel stared at her dumbfounded, and you smiled cheekily at her new look. "aren't you having a barbielicious day, miggy?" she asked him with a smile.

you giggled as lyla kept posing for a non-existent camera as if she were on a runway, with miguel closing his eyes, putting his hands to his hips and sighing yet again.

"...book me two tickets to the barbie movie for the next screening." he finally uttered, to which you screamed your excitement over. "YES!" you yelled as you beamed, giggling happily as you kicked your legs over the ottoman, and lyla kept posing in front of miguel. "have a barbielicious day you two, because i booked for the screening today, toodles." she said as she flew a kiss at you, which you took and blew right back at her, causing the ai to giggle as she went away.

"you interfered with her coding to get me to say yes to us going to... the barbie movie?" he asked you in overworked disbelief. you smiled at him slyly as you got up and walked over to him. "let's just say... i needed to do some things to convince you to have fun with me sometimes, miggy." you said as you pulled out from your lab coat's deep pocket a ken doll with a frown and brown short hair, with a broad build and a... noticeable behind.

"look, look! my 3d modeling kits worked wonders, it's you as a ken doll, the miggy doll!" you exclaimed cheerfully, smiling widely as he looked at the doll and back at you. "and for the record, yes, i love him more than i love you." you said as you kissed the 'miggy doll', and he grumbled a little at the sight.

"i'm cancelling the tickets-" he was going to say, until you took his hand and gave him you 'can't-say-no-to-me' doe eyes. "i was kidding... i love you the most, miggy." you cooed as you kissed his cheek.

he blushed a reddish tinge across his cheeks as he felt over the area where you kissed him, and surprisingly, he cracked a small smile. "i... okay then. maybe the movie won't be so bad." he said as he looked over at you. "i want a doll of you now, though." he joked.

a/n: miggy's a barbie girl in a barbie world so fantastic, it's so plastic (and depressing)

tags !! @thecoolerdor @miguelswifey04 @fictarian @pixqlsin

#atsv miguel #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara #the barbie movie #barbie #miguel spiderman #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara fluff #atsv #atsv spiderman

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stinkyme · 9 months

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Hello! This is a Gojo fic I had in mind, I hope you like it and enjoy it! :D

CW/TW: NSFW, fem!reader, porn with not much plot hehe, mirror sex, vaginal fingering, fingers/thumb inside of reader's mouth so they can't speak much, edging (once), praise/compliments (gn!), pet names (baby), vaginal penetration, creampie, if I forgot anything please let me know! :)

wc: 3.3k

I apologize for any mistakes in advance! :)

Keep looking || Gojo Satoru x Reader

Gojo was always quite...imaginative, impulsive, surprising and creative. That's something you had no doubts about. That was even more confirmed now, when he bought a new, huge mirror and placed it on the bedroom wall. Or maybe completely confirmed when he brought a chair in and made you sit in front of it with your leg nicely spread for him and your pretty cunt exposed for him.

"Just trust me. You will like it." he whispers slyly in your ear, placing gentle kisses between your neck and shoulder as his hand delicately squeezes your boob, two of his fingers softly playing with your nipple. You let out a soft whimper, avoiding your own gaze in the mirror, but Gojo was not taking his eyes off of you.

"Shying away now?" he whispers again with a little chuckle, the one that was always pissing you off. You roll your eyes, discreetly telling him to go and fuck himself. He lets out another chuckle, focusing his attention more on your neck now, planting more loving kisses alongside a few gentle bites. You feel your lips tremble, closing your eyes to completely enjoy the sensations that he was providing.

You put your head on his chest, sighing out in pleasure as Gojo squeezes your boob once more and then slowly slides both of his palms over the rest of your body with a goal of spreading your thighs more. He starts drawing small, precise circles on your inner thighs with his thumbs, one of his hands reaching closer to your wet cunt. You choke out a soft whimper, eyes still closed as he places one of his hands comfortably on your groin, fingertips of his other hand slowly moving away from your thigh and sliding upwards, over the soft skin of your tummy. He brings his hand closer to your neck, gently wrapping around it and uses his fingers to hold your jaw in place, making you face the mirror.

"Open your eyes for me, look how pretty you are." he murmurs, a warm breath making you shiver as his hand lightly squeezes your groin as well as part of your thigh. You hesitantly open your eyes, gaze immediately met with an unusual mixture of lust and desperation in Satoru's. He was observing, or rather, appreciating and quietly worshiping you, your body, your presence. Simply everything about you was wonderful in his eyes and he wanted you to be more than aware of that. He wanted you to feel the same way about yourself that he does. Would this also be a slight ego booster for him? Certainly. But that wasn't the main point at all.

He presses his head next to yours, still holding it in place and gently pulls his hand away from your groin, his long fingers sliding over your inner lips and inspecting how wet you currently are. A light smirk curls from the edge of his lips as you try so hard to keep your gaze on his face rather than what was going on around your pussy. Gojo places a reassuring kiss on your cheek as he barely moves his wet fingers over your clit, sending goosebumps all over your body and making you quiver slightly.

"So sensitive already." he notes as he starts drawing small circles with his wet fingertips, fully covering all sweet spots of your clit. You let out a soft moan as your legs quiver a bit, closing your eyes for a moment. Gojo squeezes your jaw before he moves attention away from your clit and inserts two of his fingers inside of your cunt, easily sliding in. He starts slowly pumping them in and out of you as you let out soft whimpers.

"Look how good you are taking me so far. Please, watch for me." his voice was almost as lustful as his gaze. He was going agonizingly slow, mercilessly pressing your g-spot while his eyes were fixated on how his fingers kept stretching your cunt and disappearing inside of it. You let out a soft moan, eyes half-lidded as you try your best not to shy away from the reflection in the mirror. He speeds up his movement, now pressuring your sensitive spot more frequently. Your thighs begin to tremble and shake as you move your hips to match his movement.

He lets out a mellow chuckle as he squeezes your jaw slightly harsher. He slides his fingers inside your cunt completely, making you gasp in quickly as he holds them still. You whine out in dissatisfaction as you keep on moving your hips, needy for more friction. He chuckles and moves his finger just so slightly to barely give you any pleasurable sensation. You keep moving your hips and finally reach some sort of pace where you are able to feel his fingers properly pleasuring your g-spot. You let out a soft whine as he keeps his fingers still, letting you fuck yourself on them.

"Watch yourself now, baby. Look how desperate you are." he whispers in your ear, slightly chuckling as he moves your head slightly forward with his hand.

"It's so pretty." he continues in one warm breath, sending shivers down your spine. You keep rolling your hips on the chair, your own movement providing you slight relief as his fingers eventually hit the sweet spot inside of you. You take a look at yourself, feeling embarrassing warmth filling up your tummy, but you can also feel your cunt clench around his fingers just from seeing them inside of you like this.

He was right. Of course he was.

You did like it. There was something...amusing and appealing about watching his fingers pump in and out of you, as well as just watching how your hips roll so you could use him as a personal fuck toy. Well, at least you viewed it that way.

"You are so pretty. Come on, try harder now." he is teasing through a whisper as he slightly moves his fingers, just enough to make you twitch as he hits your g-spot perfectly. You let out a soft whine as you start moving your hips faster, needy for stimulation and pleasure. You can feel your cunt tightening around his fingers as you curse under your breath, getting more frustrated.

"Just move them Satoru, please." you whisper out, voice slightly breaking as you try to throw your head back but he keeps it in place with the grip of his hand.

"Where is the fun in that?" he chuckles as he softens the grip around your jaw and roughly brushes his thumb over your cheek, moving it closer to your lips and making them slightly part from pressure. He slides his thumb between your parted lips and applies pressure on your tongue with it, pressing down in order for you to open up your mouth more.

"Good, you look even prettier like this." he whispers in your ear and places a soft kiss on your neck. You want to say something but realize it's incredibly hard with his thumb pressing on your tongue. You try to move your tongue in order to say something, but he just presses slightly harder, making you open your mouth a bit more.

"You are trying to move the wrong thing." he looks at you with a sly gaze.

"Your hips will suffice." he whispers, his gaze still sly and cocky in the mirror. You look at him with a mixture of irritation and neediness, but still listen and start moving your hips once more. You let out a guttural whine as you move your hips back and forth on his motionless fingers, as you grew more wet and sensitive than before. You can feel him more now and you start rolling your hips even faster, the tip of his fingers perfectly touching your sweet spot inside. You keep letting out guttural whines and moans that are half muffled from the position your head was in. You gently bite on Gojo's thumb and make him chuckle as his gaze grows even more lustful than before, his eyes half-lidded and intense.

Your cunt keeps clenching around him as you can feel you are ready to cum, needy for stimulation on your clit. You keep up the pace with your hips, rolling them perfectly so his fingers keep pressuring your g-spot as you bring your hand to play with your clit. You start drawing small circles that match the pace of your hips, letting out broken whimpers as you arch your back, overwhelmed in pleasure.

Gojo presses on your tongue harder as he feels your cunt tightening and relaxing around his digits, your orgasm getting closer and closer. You let out louder, more clear moans now as your hips start twitching, your orgasm on the brink of bursting inside of you. You can feel the warmth spreading inside your body as you keep looking at the Gojo in the mirror, his gaze lower than before. Your thighs start shaking and getting weaker as the warmth turns into heat, your release just a few seconds away.

"Don't cum just yet." Gojo says in a low tone as he extracts his fingers out of your drooling cunt and grabs your wrist, moving your fingers away from your clit. You let out a groan of annoyance as you roll your eyes as he pulls his thumb out of your mouth, letting you speak.

"What the hell?" you say in a slightly breathless and irritated tone as you feel your cunt still tingling inside, making you roll your hips to soothe it.

"I can't let you waste your cum on my fingers, can I now?" he whispers out, following it with a light chuckle as he pulls you closer to him by your wrist, making you stand up.

He moves the chair out of the way as he lets go of your wrist and takes a pillow, dropping it on the floor in front of a mirror.

"We don't want you to hurt your knees now, do we?" he says in a cocky tone as he steps closer to you. You look at him with slight confusion in your gaze. Your mind wasn't really working properly in the moment since you were just denied an orgasm.

"Huh?" you tilt your head as he places his hands around your hips, pulling you closer.

"Well..not when you are already.." he slowly slides his hand down between your legs and barely brushes his fingertips over your puffy clit. You let out a soft gasp out as your cunt clenches, desperately needy for release.

"This sensitive." he lets out a soft breath out as he feels your body quiver under the bare touch of his.

"Be good for me and adjust yourself. You know how I want it." his tone is a mix of regular cockiness and lust. You slowly move away from him, as if you were hypnotized and adjust your knees on the pillow, arching your back for him. Your chest was on the floor as you spread your arms forward in order to be able to lift your ass as much as possible for him. You take a look in the mirror, admiring yourself for a moment as Gojo kneels behind you, pulling his trousers and boxers down, releasing his throbbing cock.

He pumps it a few times, and gently slaps his tip on your inner lips making you let out a dim whimper. Gojo's other hand grabs one of your ass cheeks, squeezing it inside his palm as he lets out a breath out from feeling your precum on the tip of his cock. He slaps your inner lips a few more times before lining his tip with your entrance and slowly pushing his cock inside of your needy cunt. You let out a loud moan as he spreads your pussy, turning your head away from the mirror.

"Nuh-uh, keep looking now." he says in a lustful tone as he slides his cock deep inside of you, his pelvic area resting on your ass. You turn your head towards the mirror, watching him being fully inside you. It makes your cunt throb and he smiles due to the sensation and reasoning behind it. He puts his hands on your hips now and starts thrusting in a medium pace, making you let out a prolonged chain of whimpers and moans as you roll your eyes back.

You can feel his cock completely and fully inside of you as he keeps moving his hips back and forth, his pelvis kissing your ass with the end of each thrust. Gojo begins moving faster now, letting out a breathy moan as his fingernails dig into your hips. He keeps pounding inside of you, his skin slapping yours as his cock relentlessly pleasures your sweet spots inside.

You bury your mouth in your biceps, letting out shaky and muffled whimpers, your eyes slightly watering from the intense pressure on your g-spot.

You keep watching his cock sliding inside your cunt, that for some reason making it even more pleasurable and making you even more sensitive to everything. Gojo keeps his fast and vigorous pace inside you, a chain of breathy and whiny moans escaping his throat as he keeps looking at you in the mirror.

"Fuck baby, you feel so good. You are taking me so well." he praises breathlessly as the tip of his eyebrows knits upwards upon feeling your cunt leaking more precum.

"Mhm. Feels good, Satoru." you barely let out as your thighs get weaker from the pleasure, your eyes watering more than before as the tip of his cock sends a pleasurable stinging sensation to your g-spot.

He moves one of his hands away from your ass, sliding it between your legs and covering your clit with one of his fingertips. He starts circling on it which makes you let out a deep moan as your back slightly weakens under the pleasure. Gojo moves his other hand away from your ass and places it next to your head as he moves his hips and pushes your ass slightly down. He is towering behind you as he keeps thrusting inside of you, slowing his pace down and matching his movement on your clit. You gasp out as your orgasm builds up quickly now, your cunt leaking more and more as he keeps up his movement.

His thrusts are medium but sharp, providing stinging pleasure for your overly sensitive sweet spot inside. You keep looking in the mirror with barely open eyes and spread your legs just a tiny bit. You can feel your thigh muscles getting locked in place as you keep your breath in. Gojo's circling on your clit was sending shivers up your spine as the warmth inside of you starts spreading all over, your release on the edge. Gojo lets out soft moans as he keeps his pace perfectly matched, his cock throbbing inside your cunt as he feels it pulsating.

You bite into your arm to muffle the moans and ease up the overwhelming pleasure as he pushes your ass even lower with his body, his cock pressuring deeper spots inside of you and making your orgasm finally burst inside of you.

You can feel tears rolling down your cheeks as your body twitches and trembles, finally taking a deep breath in and letting go of your skin.

You roll your hips backwards to meet his cock even deeper as your orgasm continues, at its peak of intensity. Gojo moves his finger away from your clit and puts it on your hip, keeping you in place as much as possible as he lets you feel out your orgasm.

"Fuck, good job baby. Let it all out for me." he says in a shaky and uneven tone as you roll your eyes once more, your orgasm slowly melting away. He notices a trail that your tears left and presses his upper body on your back as he places a kiss on your cheek.

"You cryin'?" he chuckles, this gives him even more ego boost than watching himself in the mirror while pounding inside you. Your body feels weak as your mind is hazy making you unable to speak or make a coherent sentence. He just scoffs and pulls away, grabbing your hips and starts thrusting fast and deep inside of you. A loud moan rolls out of your lips as you feel quite sensitive at the moment.

You clench your cunt around his cock each time the base of it hits your skin. He keeps watching the current scene in the mirror, his cock pulsating as he sees how fucked out of your mind you currently look as well as how your pussy takes him so well.

"You are going to make me cum too soon." he lets out a chuckle to himself before a soft whine intervenes by the end of it, his hands putting more pressure on your hips as he starts thrusting even faster, his balls hitting your sensitive clit. You roll your eyes once more, letting out broken snivels as he provides you intense and bittersweet pleasure. You can feel his cock throbbing inside of you and you barely move one of your hands between your legs, just to gently touch his balls when they reach your clit.

He lets out a whine as his body trembles from your touch on his balls.

Gojo looks in the mirror one last time as his thrusts grow messy now, his thighs slightly shaking as he is close to his orgasm. You grow some strength, finally speaking up.

"Let it all out for me." you say softly, your moans cutting you off before you are able to say anything else, keeping your fingertips still and gently touching Gojo's balls each time you get a chance.

His cock harshly twitches as he hears your words, a broken whine escaping his throat as he is on the edge of his orgasm. Gojo's breathing is quick and heavy as he thrusts a few more times before choking out a shaky whine as a whip of his cum finally fills you up. He is trembling as he slowly pulls out, trying not to make a mess and you let your hand drop, feeling worn out once again.

He lays down on the floor next to you, his big arms pulling you in his chest. You widen your eyes in surprise as he places his arms over your head, hugging you..sort of.

"Told you that you will like it." he lets out a proud giggle making you scoff.

"Yeah, yeah. It's not a surprise, really. But it seems you enjoyed-" your words were muffled by his arms and you finally got cut off by him applying more pressure in this so-called hug.

"Nuh-uh, just cuddle with me now." he says in an upbeat tone making you slightly irritated.

"Fine." you somehow let out as you try to adjust yourself on top of him, still squished inside his arms. You place your arms on his sides, partly hugging him.

"Shower?" you ask after a little bit as you feel his breathing and heartbeat calmed down.

"Mhm." he nods as he squeezes you tightly, pressing your body into his and making you groan out.

"Just don't cry again, okay?" he laughs lightheartedly, but you can feel an undertone of cockiness.

"Listen here-" you get cut off again as he squeezes your body once more, making an air just disappear out of your lungs for a moment. He lifts you up easily, you are always like a feather to him given his strength and stands up, making his way to the shower.

"If you can still speak after 5 minutes, then tell me what you wanted. Deal?" he looks at you with a cocky smile and sly gaze, making you roll your eyes at him and sigh out.

Gojo Satoru was also always the type to get what he wanted and live up to his words, so you couldn't really argue now. Nor you really wished to, knowing that it will always work in his favor and your pleasure.

The End :) <3

Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! :) <3

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softshrimpy · 7 months

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How To Woo A Hot Principal

Step 14: Meet The Parents

Summary: Working at the Weathervane was exactly what you needed. The routine, the people, your co-workers. It certainly helped that a certain tall, blonde, fucking gorgeous woman happened to frequent the cafe. Now some may call hopelessly flirting with your customers inappropriate behavior.

But truly, when it came to Larissa Weems, who could blame you?

I'm simply a slut for comforting insecure Larissa, sue me. 🦐✨

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Chapter 13

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You had awoken the next morning to a rather lovely little vase of flowers and a handwritten note. The note smelled like Larissa (yes you sniffed it). The small bouquet contained white tulips, white orchids and some lilies of the valley. If you had been versed in the language of the flowers you would’ve known that they symbolized rebirth, sincere apology and forgiveness. However, since you knew absolutely fucking nothing about the language of flowers you simply thought they reminded you of her hair and general elegance.

Darling, I truly can’t thank you enough for your forgiveness and kindness. I will do everything I can to do right by you. I cannot express how much you mean to me

Yours LW

The heartfelt note had made you rather embarrassingly, giggle and kick your feet. You had all but skipped your way to your appointment with Vlad. He had taken one look at you all smiles and sunshine before rolling his eyes and snorting.

You had spent the morning being what Vlad called an ‘insufferable lovestruck puppy’ which you took as a compliment. You had been sitting in the quad reading a book Dr. Kinbott had recommended for you when Yoko appeared in front of you.

“So you live here now huh?” She remarks.

“I guess so, which means you’re stuck with me,” you joke, closing your book to give her your full attention.

“So… it’s parents weekend this weekend.” She says.

“Oh, that’s cool. Will your parents be attending?”

“My dad will be here yeah, and you’ll definitely meet him. That’s not what this is about.” She explains, “It’s Enid, her parents are weird about her not wolfing out and she’s going to need some like adult support.”

“I’m not certain I count as a proper adult-“

“And she looks up to you and Weems, probably because you’re the only adult queers she knows. And since you two have made up and are together again-“

“Hold on we’re not- I mean we did make up but it’s-it’s a bit more complicated tha-“

“So when her parents inevitably fuck up and make her upset I would really appreciate it if you two would just offer her some support.”

“I-well I mean I-I can see what I can d-“

“Perfect! Thanks queen,” she grinned before getting up and leaving you sitting there rather confused.

Of course, you would give Enid your full support, it was the least she deserved. But you weren’t sure what you and Larissa even were at the moment and didn’t really want to rush into anything. But you resolved that you would at least mention it to her when you saw her. Knowing her motherly care for the young werewolf she’d probably be down to help her out in any way she could.

The mention of parents had made you think of yours, despite your deep inner desire to ignore that rather large problem that needed to be sorted. You had so many questions. And frankly weren’t sure if you even wanted the answers. You knew at some point you’d have to talk to them, maybe even see them. You really would be much happier if you could simply…not do any of that. You already had your issues with them, never mind the fact that they definitely knew you were and vampire and almost definitely did something to make you appear more human.

You’re broken from that particularly fun little spiral of sadness when Larissa appears next to you, sitting down and handing you a cute lil sandwich. You quickly forget all about your crappy parental relationship and instead focus on having a nice time with Larissa.

——

Parents' weekend arrived faster than you expected.

You had shared lunch with Larissa almost every day, which was making you far more giddy than it should. You cherished every moment you got with her. She had been rather stressed out with the planning and organizing. But she met you every day for lunch, and you would chat about everything and nothing and you felt your heart healing bit by bit each day.

You were currently standing in the quad, watching as parents arrived and went to see their kids. It was really rather heartwarming, seeing so many kids (most of whom you knew on some level) chatting with their parents and actually being listened to. There were those who seemed rather pissed their parents were there or those who were sitting with friends and their families. You were keeping an eye on Enid, glancing over at her every now and again to make sure she was doing okay after Yoko’s ominous warning. She seemed alright for now but you could tell having her parents around was stressing her out a bit.

“Are you a part of the staff here?” A voice asked from your side.

You just about fell the fuck over out of fright, turning to see who had snuck up on you. It was a woman dressed in a figure-hugging black dress with long dark hair. The dark look was completed with almost plum-colored lipstick. Honestly, she pulled it off in a way you weren’t sure many could.

“Oh uh…no I’m not a teacher here.” You answered.

“Then I suppose you’re a parent…?”

“Oh uhm no, no I’m not a parent. It’s uh- well the story of my being here is rather complicated…”

Honestly, you had no idea how to explain to this woman why you were staying at Nevermore. You weren’t sure simply saying ‘I was attacked in the woods and brought back here to recover’ would make much sense or not be met with a thousand other questions. And honestly, you weren’t sure Larissa wanted you advertising why you were there either.

You’re saved from having to explain further when Larissa stepped up to the podium to make her welcoming speech. She’s truly mesmerizing when she speaks. And she looks fucking gorgeous as always. You’re almost certain you’re staring at her like a love-sick puppy, again. She finishes her speech (you didn’t take in one word from it) and glances at you, sending you a small smile. You send a small wave back, beaming and feeling your heart skip a beat.

“Ah…I see.” You hear from the woman next to you.

“Oh no I mean it’s-it’s not like that! I mean it. Well, it is but it’s- you know it’s complicated and-“ you try to explain, not wanting to start rumours or fuck up Larissa’s image.

“It’s alright dear,” she chuckles, reaching out and squeezing your arm, “I’m gla-“

She’s cut off as her head snaps back, her grip on your arm tightening slightly. She stays like that for a few seconds before she relaxes, her gaze coming back to you. You notice she’s now grinning at you and you can’t help but feel slightly uneasy.

“I-are you alright?” You ask.

“Absolutely fine dear,” she smiles, “and you and I have a lot to talk about, particularly regarding a certain white-haired principal.”

——

Larissa was stressed.

Parents' weekend was usually a tense affair, with the insane amounts of organizing needed to make sure it ran smoothly. Not to mention the countless meetings she ended up having with parents of families, varying from simple check-ins to rather difficult talks regarding the students' behaviour.

However, none of this caused half as much stress as seeing you standing with Morticia Addams. She was sure she was overreacting, Morticia had no way of knowing the two of you were…well whatever you two were. And even if she did it wasn’t like she would say anything that would intentionally harm your recovering relationship.

Unintentionally though…

Larissa had been swept into parent meetings since her opening speech. She had a meeting with the Addams next and was quite frankly dreading it. She slumped forward in her seat resting her head in her hands as she sighed. Wednesday on her own was a headache to deal with (she would never admit how deeply the girl had wormed her way into her heart). Now she would have to suggest not only to her but to her parents that they go for family counseling. God her work was cut out for her.

As her office doors opened she straightened up in her chair, squaring her shoulders and putting on her warmest smile. Her carefully crafted expression falters when she notices you being dragged in by Morticia who seems to be halfway through telling you something she prays isn’t about her.

When you glance up at her and shoot her a shy smile her heart flutters and her anxiety calms a little. She gestures for the family to sit, eye twitching when Morticia squeezes your shoulder and whispers something in your ear.

She’s further confused when Morticia asks you to stay, earning a rather loud sigh from Wednesday. You turn to Larissa, silently asking if you should go, looking just as confused as she feels. She nods, gesturing to an open chair against the wall.

The meeting goes about as smoothly as Larissa could’ve expected. Wednesday at least keeps her sarcastic, cutting remarks to a minimum. Morticia makes her usual teasing remarks, even going so far as to call her a ‘stately sequoia tree’. She swears she heard you muttering something about climbing her like a tree and nearly choked on her own breath, barely managing to keep her face from blushing bright red.

Eventually, the Addams leave. Not before Morticia comments over her shoulder something along the lines of ‘you two love birds enjoy yourselves.’ When her office doors finally shut she groans, covering her face with her hands.

You stand, quietly making your way behind her and resting your hands on her shoulders and pressing a kiss to her head. You gently massage her shoulders, face flushing at the bordering-on obscene moan she lets out.

“Long day?” You ask softly.

“Mmmm…” she hums, melting into your touch.

The two of you stay in silence for a while, with Larissa relaxing a bit more with each press of your thumbs into her shoulders. Eventually, she straightens up again, dropping her hands into her lap. You press one last kiss to the back of her neck, relishing in the way she shudders at the feeling. You then squeeze her shoulders one last time before moving to sit on the edge of her desk, smiling softly down at her. She fidgets with her bracelet, staring very intently down at her desk.

“Did you uhm…have an interesting chat with Morticia?” She asks gingerly.

“Mmm,” you hum, “she was regaling me with stories of your shared time at Nevermore.”

“Oh…”

“Yeah! She was quite nostalgic about it all. She was telling me about how you two shared a room and got up to ‘many daring activities’ as she put it.”

She groans, once again opting to cover her face with her hands.

“She did uhm…she did tell me you’re a shapeshifter.” You murmur.

Your heart breaks at the way she stiffens at that, still not looking anywhere near you. She clears her throat, going to say something before clenching her hands into fists on her lap.

“Is…is there someone you wish for me to change into?” She asks, in a voice that’s so small and hurt.

“I what? Why would I-” You stutter.

“I…most people when they find out about…about my abilities…they. Most people want me to turn into someone else…someone…better.”

She whispers the last part.

You blink at her. And then you blink again.

“…who….who in the fuck said that to you?” You ask, anger seeping into your voice.

She doesn’t say anything, simply shrugging and refusing to meet your eye. You have to take a moment to calm yourself down so you don’t take out your anger on Larissa. You take a deep breath and she starts to apologize in a watery voice when you stop her.

“Larissa I don’t know your middle name Weems,” you start, moving to sit on her lap and cradle her face in your hands, “there is absolutely no one on the face of this planet- no one in this goddamn universe who could ever be better than you. I-I can’t even begin to explain. You’re like…some fucking celestial being brought to earth to make it a better place. You’re-you’re brilliant Larissa. You’re - words can’t describe how utterly impeccable you are. I don’t understand- I could never want anyone but you, just as you are.”

You brush your thumbs over her cheeks, eyes lovingly tracing over her features. You notice her eyes welling up with tears, giving her a gentle, loving smile.

“I-I don’t understand…” she whispers.

“I know my one little speech won’t change your mind. Now when it sounds like so many fucking assholes-“ you cut yourself off, taking a breath to calm yourself. “And I know that-I know you and I are in a strange place right now but that doesn’t change the fact that you are far more than just enough, just as you are. And I will spend every moment I have by your side helping you see that. I-if you’ll let me.”

She stares up at you, tears staining her cheeks as she gapes up at you with wide eyes. You gently wipe her tears away. She wraps her arms around your waist, hands clutching at your back. You can feel the way she’s trembling, the subtle shake of her hands as they press into your back and pull you towards her. You press a kiss to her forehead, and then another to her nose before you lean down to hover with your lips practically touching hers.

You stay there, staring into her eyes and glancing down at her lips every so often. Your heart is pounding in your chest and you’re almost certain Larissa can feel it. It almost feels like the first time the two of you kissed all over again. You’re about to finally close the distance, finally kiss her-

And then Larissa’s office doors are being opened and none other than Morticia is walking through them. The two of you barely have enough time to lean apart from each other when Morticia smirks so fucking smugly at the sight of you two.

“Oh, how glad I am to see the two lovebirds back together.” She smiles, before promptly leaving the room just as quickly as she entered.

Silence permeates the room after the door clicks shut. You turn back to look at Larissa, a smile tugging at your lips upon seeing her flushed cheeks. When the two of you lock eyes you can’t help the giggle that rises in your throat. Larissa soon follows suit, the sound of your combined laughter filling the room. Eventually, you both calm down leaving you both smiling at each other.

“C'mon pretty lady,” you hum standing up from her lap and holding out your hands for her, “we should go make sure the school didn’t burn down while we were talking.”

“Don’t even joke about that. Anything is possible with this year's students.” She snorts, wiping her eyes one last time as she stands.

You take her hand in yours leading her to the door with a smile on your face. And so the two of you leave her office, hand in hand, ready to face whatever comes your way.

—-

Turns out what came your way was far more manageable than you had thought.

There was the entire debacle of Wednesday's father being arrested for a decades-old murder case. And then Wednesday and Morticia joined him in the town's jail for grave robbing. Larissa hadn’t found the whole thing half as funny as you had but had, reluctantly, agreed to badger Sheriff Galpin into letting Wednesday and Morticia go. Which in turn led to Gomez having his name cleared. So all in all a manageable affair.

Other than that the weekend had gone smoothly. Enid had come to you and Larissa on Sunday while you were having lunch in her office, a little teary-eyed and apologetic for interrupting you two. You both rushed to assure her she was never a bother and listened as she told you about how her mother kept pressuring her to ‘wolf out’ and suggested a werewolf-conversion therapy camp (you had honestly wanted to go fight the poor girl's mother, mayhaps even bite her for good measure.) But Enid had explained how she stood up for herself, earning much praise from both of you. She spent the rest of the lunch with you both, sharing the hot gossip that had been happening.

So really, all in all, the weekend had been quite a success. This was why you and Larissa were in town today, grabbing some celebratory hot cocoa from the Weathervane. You had just finished catching up with James (Tyler was strangely nowhere in sight when you arrived). You picked up both of your hot cocoas as you had decided to take them to go so that you could take a stroll around town.

You were walking arm in arm with Larissa, telling her about something James had told you when you heard your name being called from behind you. You stop dead in your tracks, your heart dropping into your stomach. Larissa turns to look over her shoulder, glancing at you as she does, concern marring her features.

You know that voice. You had fucking hoped you’d never hear that voice again in your life if you were particularly lucky. You take a deep shuddering breath, taking a moment to center yourself before turning around. And there he stands. The man you’d hoped to fuck would just leave you the fuck alone.

“Hi dad.”

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anantaru · 2 years

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OOPS, SEEMS LIKE YOU LOST

— ꒰ synopsis ꒱ — after eagerly participating in a game, which albedo lost in the end, you‘re here to give him what he deserves.

— ꒰ word count ꒱ — 1.4k

— ꒰ warnings ꒱ — [ns]fw, gn! reader

It all started so lovingly, in midst a summer day, the both of you simply enjoying a game together, drinking some tea and appreciating each others company if it wasn’t for a certain thought playing across your thoughts again.

speaking of that, once you got the rather intriguing idea, —while playing cards with albedo—, you figured: what if you challenge him and if he loses the game against you, he's obliged to do whatever you want him to do, for one whole night. Hmm, you were humming to yourself and weren't certain if he'd really say yes to that little thought of yours.

It's not as if he wasn't open to new things, —you knew that wasn't the case—, but still, would he simply just trust you like that? Short answer: yes, yes he would. It's been hours now since Albedo lost the game (three times), you were so goddamn good at. Not to mention that prior to your little play game you did ask him if he was okay with practically giving himself to you if he loses.

"yes, I trust you wholeheartedly." was his reply in such a nice tone, if only he knew what you wanted to try out tonight, which he certainly will manage to figure out later once you have him spread over the bed, his hands turning into fists and grabbing hard onto the bedsheets underneath the both of you.

You're denying him of yet another orgasm, "you're doing so well, love." saying that with a wink, you cooed against the shell of his ear. Albedo was far gone at this point, finding it hard to breathe as past tears stained his blushed cheeks and complimented his fucked out face so nicely, — he’s imagining how it would feel to cum on your hands right now—, truly, what a sight to behold.

you weren't done with him yet though, because you wanted to make him cum, you really did. There's just this one technique of yours you'd love to try out tonight, a little something you knew would result in him unraveling completely in front of you. "baby." he's whining, twisting and turning as he felt you touch his abused cock again, lazily stroking it for him.

"Hmm." you just hummed your answer, far too into your thoughts on what you were going to do next, "do you want to cum, baby?" you wouldn't dare to ask him that right now, —he thought to himself—, he's been waiting to cum for ages after all! "yes." his chest rising and falling heavily while his heart beat times faster than a normal amount. After feeling you gradually pick up on pace he let out a defeated sigh, beaming his eyes at you and archons were they adorable, too cute to be true almost. "Please." whining and wiping away the corners of his eyes to get rid of the blur, "yes please."

"of course, you know i love you." you tapped his thigh lightly to signal him that it was about time he could surely release now. Simply stroking him harder and pumping his cock with your hand. Albedo, —who was swallowing down a whimper—, arched his back to feel your touch even more and meet your movements halfway, biting back a whine when he felt a new climax building deep inside his gut and threatening to break again. "don't deny me of any pleasure." he's forcing himself to look at you, "please." directly reaching over to hold your wrist with his hand but you swatted it away regardless.

"oh!" you suddenly exclaimed, a dark undertone accompanying it, "you mean like this?" suddenly stopping fisting his cock completely, —hand still holding onto him—. "no no no." he's so sweet and desperate right now, you wanted to relish in that much longer but you really didn't have anymore time until he'd lose his climax completely.

"you lost three times." approaching him so your lips would be against his face now, gaze meeting his pathetic own. Your warm breath brought shivers down his spine when he swallowed hard, couldn‘t recognize the last time you were this dominant with him. You're beginning to pump him again, —faster now—, so he won't be able to lose his orgasm, "Please!" he's chanting that particular word over and over, —still confused on what you were doing— and in hopes you'd see his desperate state.

"three times." your hand gesture coming to an end again, grabbing tight against his abused tip but completely holding still. "fuck." groaning and spatting almost, while his hand finally got a hold of your wrist, the grip around it harsh.

he was trying to pump himself with your hand now but you were more than delighted to rip his hand away another time. "two." you told him when increasing the fisting of his cock again, this time faster than prior. "Ah. fuck. fuck." his back was arching violently now, head thrown back and mouth agape as albedo's arms looped around your body to desperately hold against something, anything would do now, really.

it was way too much, couldn't even feel his lower half anymore. His knees shaking and an almost downright pornographic expression written all across his skin. Fuck, he was so fucked out it was almost silly, you never saw him that way and wondered if he ever wants to try this another time. Lets hope he won‘t actually punish you someday for your little stunt tonight.

"how are you feeling?" you shyly asked, batting your eyelashes at him while your fist grabbed stronger against his tip to keep his orgasm deep inside his gut.

ypu waited a few seconds for him to reply but albedo simply wasn't able to anymore, at this point he was just a panting moaning mess, desperately holding against you to make him cum, unconsciously rutting against your hand that had him in a tight grip again.

he would flutter his eyes open every now and then to look at you through under his wet lashes, biting down onto his quivering lip in the process, "aw." your mouth finding their way next to his face again, "you've been so good." your sentence barely a whisper, "here's your reward.", licking and sucking roughly on his earlobe as a starter while he could obviously feel the big grin displayed on your face, "one."

now, coming to an end, you increased your pace to your limits, squeezing him tighter as you followed his movements, meeting his weak pathetic rutting halfway.

"yes." he's chanting again, "yes, yes." a pathetic smile turned visible across his abused lips, which he had chewed on countless times before. Albedo lolled his head back to the side, hazy expression and resting against your warmth while you were working so hard right now to please him.

"i’m so close." he looked up at you, his eyes half-lidded and fucked out, mouth parted with whiny groans escaping his lips. You started fucking his length stronger and harder, tightening around him and twisting your fist whenever you'd feel his tip brush against your hand.

"a-archons, fuck." he managed to spit out, a combination of skin on skin echoing through the room while his groaning was loud against your ear, albedo's hands desperately clawing on your skin as he could feel the knot deep inside of him break.

your gaze fell to his cock that was twitching violently now, thick sprouts of white coating your whole hand as he threw his head back, eyes scrunched shut with small tears running down his cheeks, finally emptying his balls to their limits. A moment later his body collapsed into the sweat stained sheets, breathing and moaning out the most angelic sounds. He was in his afterglow glory now, skin shining from all the sweat that was decorating his body almost downright pornographically.

albedo was still sensitive though, the second you turned back to lick off his juices from both your hand and his cock, he couldn't help it but jerk against you.

but that didn't really matter anymore, he could rest now and you didn‘t mind. "you did so good baby." you exclaimed breathlessly yourself, lovingly slurping on his seed and making sure to taste and swallow everything he gave you. All he could do now was nod weakly, mind threatening to blank out but he didn‘t care because he finally came all over your hand, just like he imagined it.

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batmanisagatewaydrug · 6 months

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Hey again Sex Witch!

Thank you so much for your help! I’m the gay guy from the other day whose ask re: sexual attraction you’d answered. You really got to the heart of the matter, and I truly appreciate that.

This might sound silly but… Are you sure it’s really not weird, gross or… otherwise wrong of me to just randomly initiate a conversation with someone in a bar like that? I’m sorry - even if the worst that could happen in theory is just a few awkward seconds, a part of me still thinks that an unsolicited “hey I like your necklace” Is too… forward. lol even if there’s a guy in a jockstrap gyrating two yards away.

Again, sorry for the weird asks. And thank you for all your help!!!

hello again, anon! I'm very glad to hear that I could tap into something resonant for you. doing this kind of work without being able to have a proper one-on-one convo means I sometimes I sometimes have to guess at exactly what the best advice for someone will be, but luckily I've been doing this long enough that I've gotten to be a pretty good guesser :)

I'm 100% certain that it's not weird, and certainly not gross, to approach someone that way, as long as what you're saying is appropriate for the context. for instance, I'd broadly advise against walking up to someone who's, say, sitting in a coffee shop minding their own business and opening with "you have a gorgeous mouth, I want to see my dick in it." there are absolutely people out there that it would work on, sure, but you shouldn't assume that, because the potential to guess wrong and become an instant sex pest are wayyyy too high.

but even that's not wrong in every setting! that guy gyrating in a jockstrap probably wouldn't mind someone being a bit sexually forward; indeed, there's a very good chance that he's doing what he's doing specifically to encourage that.

but there's also a HUGE world of other, much less risque ways to open up a conversation. let's talk about your example with a necklace, and complimenting details about someone's appearance in general:

"hey, I really like [aspect of person's appearance.]" many people (wisely) recommend sticking to things that people pick and have control over - for instance, makeup, piercings, jewelry, tattoos, hairstyles, and clothing, rather than focusing on specific facial features or body parts. there are also a lot of ways to take that one further if you want to go for a more substantial conversation, including the following:

"I like that tattoo/piercing, did you get that done around here?" or "I like that [article of clothing], where did you get it?" gives them the option to provide as much or as little information as they like, potentially tell personal stories you can respond to, etc.

alternatively, if there's an identifiable common interest in their outfit: "hey, is that [thing] a reference to [whatever]? I love [whatever]!" great, now you can talk about d&d/comics/a movie/a band/an anime/literally whatever for as long as you want as a way to get to know each other

or, alternatively: "hey, that looks really cool. is it from something?" again, gives them plenty of options about how much they want to respond, which you can play off accordingly, and honestly? letting people explain a thing to you can be VERY fun, not to mention people LOOOOOVE having an excuse to talk about shit they like.

also, hey, if someone is just wearing an outfit that's really fun overall? something that they clearly took effort putting together to look nice? man, they WANT you to compliment that. they want you to compliment that so bad.

"but Makenzie how do you know?" because I dress like a loud-ass fruit 7 days a week. and I'm not doing specifically because I want people to compliment me, duh, I'm doing it because it's fun, but it's nice when people say something kind about my outfit! it's nice to be noticed! the other day I wore a pair of bright pink overalls and a student passing by me stopped to say that seeing them made her happy because pink is her favorite color! that's a great interaction, nothing unpleasant about it! I've also recently dyed my hair a shade of yellow that can be best described as "highlighter," and a LOT of people have been stopping me wherever I go to let me know how much they like it. that's nice! feels good! I also wear a lot of huge earrings, especially when I'm working at events where I get to meet prospective students for the university where I work, because it gives nervous teenagers something easy to start a conversation with! they say "I like your lego mermaid Batman earrings" and I say "thank you, I wear them so gay people will talk to me!" and then they get to say "whoa, I'M gay!" and then we're off to the races.

obviously it's presumptuous to assume people are dressing to be alluring to you specifically, but there are also very few people in the world who will be upset at being told that their hair looks nice and their outfit is cool and you think their tattoos are awesome.

people are also generally pretty stoked to hear something like "you're a really good dancer!" or "that food/drink looks good, what did you order?" or "sorry, but did I hear you talking about x? I love x! what did you think of xyz?"

statistically most people love to think that they have good taste and hate being the one to make a first move, so if you do both of those things you're already off to a GREAT start.

also, another fun reminder: even if complimenting that necklace doesn't lead to a romantic or sexual connection every time, it does serve as good practice for talking to people and makes you someone who gives compliments easily - and hopefully someone who's good at receiving them back, because many people love to repay a compliment immediately in kind! and it's never bad to be known as somebody who's generous with saying nice things :)

just give it a try; I promise you'll like it once you see how warmly people can respond to even casual praise!

#sex edventures 2023

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championleonsslut · 4 months

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I want more details about Leon's virginity being taken, please~ 😏

Tehehe! I was hoping someone would ask about this! Here you are!

“I’m done being a virgin.”

Leon and Reader are dating, female reader, very very smutty (Ovbs) ;) nsfw under the cut

For Leon, being a twenty-one year old virgin was slightly embarrassing. Sure, he’d dated people in the past, but they never got that far.

No one, (Except for Raihan, who would tease him about it,) really knew this thankfully. Leon makes sure to keep his private life extremely well-hidden, with some things he’ll drop here and there if he so chooses.

But now there’s you. His lovely girlfriend of three months, whom he is convinced is the love of his life, and he’s head over heels for you.

He confided in you around two months into your relationship. You both had gotten a little handsy in your make-out session, and he decided to tell you. At first you were confused why he didn’t want to kiss you anymore, but then it quickly made sense.

Your boyfriend, the champion of Galar, was a virgin. And he was nervous about having sex with you for the first time. You were very sweet about it, saying that you guys could take your sweet time if that made him comfortable. He very much appreciated this.

His slight possessiveness took over when he learned you were not a virgin, because part of him wanted to take your virginity too. You had apparently lost it to your high school boyfriend, and then hooked up with another guy along the way.

But whatever, he can’t change the past. At least you’re his now.

But finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. He’d been lusting after you for a while, and was always too nervous to do anything about it. But today was different, he needed to have sex with you.

You were cuddling in bed, when he flipped you over, and put his hands on either side of your head. His eyes were lustful and hungry. You were confused.

“You have no idea how badly I want you.” He murmured, running a hand up your side, to gently tug at your short nightgown that barely covered anything and was driving him crazy.

You let you a small squeak.

“O-Oh really? D-Do you not wanna wait… anymore?”

He rapidly shook his head, “Nope. I’m tired of waiting. I need you so badly, love.”

A slightly devious smirk grew on your face, as you tugged him in by his t-shirt, kissing him a little rougher than usual.

He melted into it, before breaking away, his face becoming slightly nervous again.

“U-Uh… But… You won’t get mad if I cum fast… right?”

You chuckled and shook your head, “Nope. If anything it’s a compliment.”

You flipped him around on the bed so that you were straddling his lap. Jeez. He’s already hard. How badly does he want you?

You ran a hand down his clothed torso, “I’ll teach you the basics some other time, but tonight’s all about you.”

He flushed a little at that, and you got to peeling his shirt off of him. You’ve seen him shirtless before, but it never fails to make you drool.

You ran your hands gently up his torso, and he bit his bottom lip at that. He responded by caressing your sides, and eyeing the nightgown like it was the worst thing in the world. He surprised you by tearing it off in about a second.

Now. He’s never seen you in your underwear before. The delicate bra and panties made him crazy. He blinked a few times as his face heated up, and he eyed you.

You chuckled, and carefully ground on his erection. His breath hitched, and his dick throbbed in his pants.

“What do you want off first? The panties, or the bra?” You were teasing him a little, and you loved every second of it.

He took a moment to think, caressing your hips.

“Definitely the bra.” He almost licked his lips at that.

You reached around your back to unclip it, slide it off your shoulders, and toss it aside.

Well now you’ve certainly got his attention. He’s basically drooling at the sight of you without it on, and his brain is short circuiting.

He brought a hand up to gently caress one, and you whined when his thumb brushed your bud.

“So soft…” He murmured.

You gently pushed his hand off of you, and moved your hand onto his bulge. You carefully pried his sweatpants off, and chucked them aside, before you moved onto his boxers.

His dick sprung out, and he looked away in embarrassment. You were, a little, no actually, QUITE flustered. The champion was PACKING with his thick, seven inch dick that was throbbing away from you.

You gripped him at the base, and he softly moaned. You carefully ran a hand up and down his throbbing dick, before carefully licking the tip. You made sure to maintain eye-contact, as it only flustered him more.

You ever so slowly slipped the tip in your mouth, and he groaned, his head falling back against the pillows. He was pretty massive, so as you slowly took more of him in your mouth, you quickly realized you could only fit about five inches in your mouth at max.

How is this thing gonna fit in your pussy?

You started out slow, carefully jacking the rest of him off with your hand, running your tongue over his tip, and gently bobbing up and down.

He was moaning and groaning like a whore, barely able to handle just how wet and wonderful your mouth felt. He entangled a hand in your hair, and ever so gently pulled sometimes.

“O-Oh god, babe… Y-Yeah, oh! J-Just like that…” he groaned and squeezed his eyes shut.

He gently thrusted his dick farther into your mouth by accident, and you gagged. He quickly pulled out a little.

“Sorry…” He mumbled.

You responded by continuing to suck him off, and his back arched as he groaned.

His grip on your hair became tighter, and with another suck, he moaned. You felt a warm liquid filling your mouth, and carefully took your mouth off his dick. He wiped some sweat off his forehead and groaned as he watched you swallow it.

“Holy fuck…” he muttered, “so that’s what that feels like.”

You chuckled, “The pussy feels even better.”

Suddenly his dick was erect again. Seems someone’s excited.

You took a second to carefully peel off your panties, and toss them to the floor. Then, you straddled his lap, sitting on his dick without it being inside you.

You rested your hands on his shoulders, while he held your waist.

You smirked at him, “You ready to shove that massive dick inside me for the first time?”

He hastily nodded, as you reached down to gently slide him inside you.

First the tip lightly touched your entrance, and his breath hitched. As you slowly slid down on it, his head fell back with a groan. You let out a soft moan, never feeling so full before.

As it turns out, he did fit all the way inside you. He hissed through his teeth and looked at you.

“Oh shit… You’re so… Hnngh… Tight.”

You could only nod, as you slowly began grinding on him.

He moaned again, “I-I don’t think I’ll be able to last long.”

You slowly began riding him, “T-That’s okay… W-We can work on your stamina when we do this again.”

You were basically hugging each other as your faces rested on each other’s shoulders. You were both moaning pretty loud too each time he bottomed all the way out inside you.

You snaked a hand down to play with your clit, trying to desperately get yourself off from this massive cock inside you.

He felt wonderful, hitting all those places inside of you that other men just couldn’t reach. And he was noisy too! To say it wasn’t a turn on would be a terrible lie.

Your pussy was pulsing around him, just seconds away from your orgasm. He was barely holding on, moaning and groaning away as he gripped you.

With a yelp you went over the edge, sucking him in, and he couldn’t take it anymore. He blew his thick load inside you with a loud moan.

You were both panting after it was over, before Leon tensed.

“Oh no-“ He said, as the realization of cumming inside you hit him.

You’d been too caught up in the pleasure to realize you’d forgone protection, and pulled back to glance at each other.

“I-I meant to pull out-“ He mumbled.

You sighed, “It’s alright. We just won’t be so careless next time.”

Thankfully he did NOT knock you up but it sure gave you both a fright.

#champion leon #pokemon leon #trainer leon #champion leon x reader #pokemon #pokemon leon x reader #anon ask #request

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multifandomfix · 1 year

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Lady Tremaine Yandere Alphabet

A = Attachment (How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?)

Expect a lot of gifts, backhanded compliments and lingering touches. It will get quite intense and you damn well better be appreciative.

B = Blood (How messy are they willing to get when it comes to you?)

She doesn’t like mess. She certainly won’t dirty her own hands. And you can expect punishment if she has to clean up after whatever sort of mess you’ve made.

C = Clingy (Do they require your attention at all times? How do they act when you ignore them?)

She won’t put up with you ignoring her, not when she’s made the time to be with you. She doesn’t require your attention all the time, just when it suits her.

D = Dependent (Are they codependent? Do they want you to rely solely on them for your care/protection?)

She doesn’t want you straying, but she doesn’t really want to be the one to take complete care of you either. That’s what servants are for.

E = Excess (Would they spoil or pamper you? To what extent?)

She will pamper you to excess. Fine clothing, pretty decorations for your room, etc. And you better like what she gives you. If you don’t, you better be good at faking it.

F = Fatal (Would they kill you? Kill for you?)

Neither. It’s too much of a hassle, even if she had it hired out. She’d much sooner turn you loose in the woods than kill you. But she will make threats to those that would see you taken from her.

G = Give Up (What are they willing to sacrifice for you?)

Her daughters, though really, once you get to know her, you realize it’s not much of a sacrifice for her at all.

H = Harsh (How do they take to you mouthing off to them or saying something they don’t want to hear?)

She won’t like it, and depending on how much you anger her, you can expect a swift slap to the face and a stern warning to never speak like that to her again.

I = Inseparable (What are they like when you’re not with them? Do they check in on you constantly, or feel lost without you?)

She checks on you when she can. When she’s with you, you’re her priority, but when she’s not, she will often hardly give you a thought.

J = Jilted (How do they act when met with rejection from you?)

She’ll anger very quickly if you’re to reject her. She’ll tell you that you better change your attitude and start being grateful that she even takes time to care for you.

K = Kidnap (Would they ever abduct you just to have you to themselves for a while?)

You’ll already be in her home, she has no need to kidnap you. You’ll be locked in your room as her captive though, for sure.

L = Lines (Do they cross lines with you? What ones? Is it something they know they’re doing?)

If she does, she doesn’t much care what the lines are, nor what you have to say about her crossing them. You’re hers, and you better start acting like it.

M = Manipulation (Would they manipulate you? How? And would you realize that’s what was happening?)

She would, but subtly. She’d be extra nice sometimes, lulling you into thinking she’ll let you go, or change her ways, but don’t count on it.

N = Naive (Do they like you pliant or do they prefer you to challenge them?)

She prefers you to be totally pliant. She doesn’t want to fight you, she only wishes to have you enjoy when she comes to see you.

O = Ownership (Do they feel possessive of you? How do they act when you’re around others?)

She is entirely possessive of you. She blames you if others get too close or too friendly.

P = Petulant (Are they moody? Easy to anger? Or are they patient and forgiving around you?)

She’s very easy to anger. You better be all smiles and sweetness when she sees you, otherwise you’ll sour her mood quickly.

Q = Quit (Would they quit any of their behaviors for you if you asked?)

If you agree to be good for her and prove it, then she’ll consider going easier on you.

R = Rules (Would they have rules for you? Brainwash you? Teach you the right way to be theirs?)

Be nice and stay put are her two primary rules. Follow those and you’re golden.

S = Stalker (Would they stalk you? How far would it go?)

Before you became hers, she wouldn’t really stalk you, per se, but she’d definitely keep an eye on you to see if you were right for her.

T = Target (What do they wish to do to you? How twisted are their ideals?)

She only wishes for you to be hers, to love and obey her.

U = Utopia (How much effort do they put into making you happy?)

A good amount. She tries, she really does. She wants you to be happy with her and with what she provides you.

V = Violence (Would they ever be violent with you?)

If you step out of line and anger her, then yes. She very much would. She wouldn’t leave you battered and bruised or anything, but if your cheek is red and stinging for a bit, so be it. Maybe you’ll learn.

W = Will (Would they ever do anything against your will?)

Of course, but she’d expect you to take it as a privilege. She’d keep you captive, but it’s for your protection. That sort of thing.

X = Xoanon (Would they revere or worship you? To what length would they go to win you over?)

She doesn’t think you need to be won over. You just have to learn to like how things are. You’ll come around if you know what’s good for you.

Y = Yowl (Do they ever make you cry? Do they enjoy your tears?)

She doesn’t like to see you cry. It’s weakness and if you’re doing it to appeal to the goodness in her, you’ll quickly learn that it’s not going to work.

Z = Zenith (Would they ever break you just so you’d stay with them?)

Yes. 100%. If that’s what she has to do to get you to cooperate, then that is what she’ll do.

For @arianadevareux

Lady Tremaine: @deessecathell, @speedytimetravelgalaxy, @jona-lea, @caffelattte, @thenazwife

#lady tremaine #lady tremaine yandere alphabet #lady tremaine x reader #cinderella 2015 #request

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mazeinthemiroh · 2 years

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hyunjin sfw alphabet

genre: fluff, slight angst

word count: 2.4k

warnings: none

requested?: yes

song rec: sweet by cigarettes after sex

pls like and reblog if you enjoyed! feel free to request anything <3

a - affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection)

he has so much affection for you and tries to show it in different ways

but he usually expresses it through physical touch. he loves holding your hand all the time or he has the tendency to lean into you when you're standing next to each other

as you come out of the early stages of your relationship, hyunjin will feel more confident to express his affection for you verbally, like giving you many compliments that leave you blushing

b - best friend (what would they be like as a best friend?)

will want to go out all the time with you

if he has a best friend he is so loyal to them and expects them to be the same, hmph >:(

seriously if he catches you spending too much time with another person he's gonna confront you about it for sure

"ehem, what about me??"

loves experiencing things together and making memories. will find any excuse or any activity to just go out and spend time together. he never feels like he is alone or without anybody to turn to because he always has you to rely on

c - cuddles (would they like to cuddle? how do they cuddle?)

hyunjin is very fluffy

when he is close to someone, physical affection comes as naturally as breathing to him

cuddles are a regular thing. he especially likes to lay his whole body on you and tangle up together under a fluffy blanket, with your arms fitting perfectly around him

3racha always catches you guys cuddling at their dorm and then makes lovey-dovey noises and teases you guys relentlessly. you're pretty much used to it now lol

d = domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?)

honestly? he wants to settle down as soon as possible

when he loves someone, he loves them hard. he wants to go all out with you because he knows he doesn't want anyone else

hyunjin prefers cooking to cleaning, but he's not the best at it yet. he's still learning. so would probably appreciate it if you cooked while he did his share with the cleaning, despite disliking it

e = ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

the thought of breaking up with you makes him feel physically sick

he can't stand it. something serious must have happened for him to feel he has to break it off with you

so if circumstances push him to do it, he has no choice. breaking up would be the last resort for him. he would leave it off for as long as possible, maybe even ignoring you or not reaching out to you as much to phase you out. but he knows that's unfair. so he tells you in person

his voice is very monotone, and he keeps his head low, never once looking up and certainly not looking into your eyes

g = gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

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sorry umm yeah, he's soooo gentle. in all aspects. the gentlest.

in both aspects, too. he strokes me as the type to be quite in tune with his own emotions, and with that, he feels he is able to relate and empathise with you, especially if you're feeling particularly sensitive

the only time i can see him not being gentle, physically, is when he is being playful with you. like you know that clip where hyunjin is pretty much on top of jeongin and completely fluffs and messes up his blonde hair, i can see him being like that with his partner

totally harmless and definitely cute

h = hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)

he's a very soft boy and therefore likes hugs a lot

i'd say they are very frequent. he will always greet you with a hug and trap you in his arms for ages as if he hasn't seen you for years! which always makes you laugh

his favourite hugs are like side hugs, where he is standing to the side of you and decides to envelop you in his arms, squeezing you into him

or he likes to give you back hugs, just so he can snuggle his head into your neck and hold you close to him in his arms

i = i love you (how fast do they say the L-word?)

hyunjin is infatuated with the idea of love

the whole aesthetic of romance is something he searches and strives for

he has to be with someone that he loves. he's not going to date someone that he doesn't

so he knows he loves you before he even says it. and he feels when he does confess to you, the setting, the vibe, the moment will have to be special, and absolutely perfect

but he realises that none of that matters so long as you knew. so even in a mundane, everyday moment, the same amount of love he has for you will be conveyed in the same way. and he is perfectly content with that

j = jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they're jealous?)

uhummm yeah he gets jealous for sure

and i thoroughly suggest you don't go out of your way to intentionally make him jealous, even as a joke. it's never well received

and he can totally tell the difference between if you're doing it on purpose or not

so for the sake of avoiding any unnecessary angst and arguments, its better just to... not <3

but for the times you're not making him purposely jealous, he is much more forgiving. he might just sulk for a bit but there are times he won't even mention it or make a big deal. he's learning to cope and understand his own feeling better as time goes on

k = kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)

the little ones he places on your neck, your face, your arms, your hands: light, airy, almost dreamlike

however... actually kissing you, oh gosh

firm, fiery, passionate. like nothing you've ever felt before

he's a reallyyyyy good kisser. maybe it's those beautiful, plump lips of his

every time his lips might yours, it's like poetry. it means something. he pours his whole heart into each kiss

l = little ones (how are they around children?)

he can be a bit awkward with them, but his go-to tactic is to just be gentle and caring

if he was completely left with children, he would observe them for a bit before asking them questions

'do you want to play with this toy?' 'are you hungry?'

he will keep a watch over them because he doesn't want anything bad to happen to them on his watch

m = morning (how are mornings spent with them?)

he hates being woken up >:((((

unless it's with kisses ^^

honestly, he likes to take it slow and leisurely in the morning. he will most likely roll over onto you, laying his whole body onto yours with his head on your chest or nuzzled into your neck

he loves it when you run your fingers through his hair, rubbing his head to give him a little massage. he finds it so relaxing and it makes him so incredibly soft

n = night (how are nights spent with them?)

there's no real routine when it comes to nights. sometimes he'll paint by himself. sometimes he will want to watch a drama with you. or just sit and talk

he does whatever he feels like in that moment so nothing is really planned or anything, unless it's a special night

o = open (when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

he can be quite a private person

but also the love he has for you comes with trust. so he feels he can open up more with you than with anyone else

but he won't blurt everything out all at once. things sort of reveal themselves over time

he doesn't feel the need to rush because, in his mind, he has nothing but eternity with you anyway

p = patience (how easily angered are they?)

he can get angry here and there

especially if he feels hurt or betrayed

arguments with him are probably the most scariest because of how worked up he gets. his sadness is masked with anger as he spews out spiteful, bitter words that he doesn't really mean. he is impulsive with his words when his anger clouds his judgement

but each and every time these types of arguments occur, he is always the one to apologise first. humbly, sincerely, and on the verge of tears, he will say how very sorry he is

q = quizzes (how much would they remember about you? do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

he remembers the majority of things about you

he's very good at picking up on details and little things, so he can quite easily recall and remember all the memories you made or things you have said

which can backfire when in an argument, he might use your own words against you

r = remember (what is their favourite moment in your relationship?)

he managed to arrange a little rooftop date on top of the jyp building lmao

he picked it out because he knew it was the place with the most space to do stuff and it was just a nice area for a date

that date was especially magical for him because, as you both stayed up all night talking, laying on the many blankets he had brought and snuggled up together, the stars were twinkling above you both, and the moon was bright and beautiful

he couldn't have asked for a better night. and he wouldn't have enjoyed it as much if you weren't there to share this moment with him

s = security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)

very protective. he cares a lot about you, keeps you out of trouble, and defends your honours if anyone upsets you or says things behind your back

because there have been instances where perhaps one of his staff, who knew about your relationship, made rude remarks about you, and said that hyunjin can do better, which he sharply retorted and made clear that no one should ever say such things about you again

t = try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

he puts a lot of effort in

like i said with the rooftop date, he went all out. he bought so many blankets, and some string lights to create a romantic atmosphere

he thinks about the little things. all the cute little details. and he really hopes you notice and appreciate them

he is very good at giving gifts. how does he know what to get for you every single time??

and it's always something meaningful and heartfelt too :(

u = ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)

apart from the jealousy which was mentioned before, there are no really bad habits that i can think of

i don't view this as a bad habit because i'm the same but, i guess maybe if you are someone who likes to be around their s/o all or the majority of the time, it can be quite frustrating with hyunjin

because he really likes his alone time. he needs it. he works tirelessly every day and sometimes he needs to re-energise by himself before he can hang out with you

which is perfectly understandable. but sometimes he doesn't realise just how long he spends by himself, and then he feels bad for perhaps neglecting your needs when you've been so understanding with his

v = vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

he is concerned. he's been told he has to be

he knows he's handsome, perhaps considered one of the most handsomes idols out there. but he feels like he will always have to live up to that standard. so if he doesn't look 'perfect' even though he really is then he feels quite tense or low

w = whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)

yes, incomplete is the word

in his mind, you are like the last puzzle piece to him. you are just what he was looking for, fitting so perfectly into his life it almost feels too good to be true

x = xtra (a random headcanon for them)

he really likes doing some form of self-care with you

self-care sessions are a must!!

the go-to is usually doing skincare together. he loves to push a hairband onto your head and mess up your hair. then he will aggressively slap some lotion onto your face or rub moisturiser into your cheeks and tell you how cute you look

he likes it when you pamper him >.<

its a mixture of fluff and giggles with you guys. you always calm down after you both put a sheet mask on, and then you just sit there and relax together

y = yuck (what are some things they wouldn't like, either in general or in a partner?)

someone who doesn't give him freedom

he needs to be free to be himself. to express himself, his art, his music, his dance

if he senses someone wants to change the way he is, perhaps elements of his personality or his approach to life, he doesn't stay around them for long

he can't have someone who will hold him down. perhaps restrict him, say he can't do things or make him feel like he is trapped

z = zzz (what is a sleep habit of theirs?)

he sleeps like a rock

so if he falls asleep on top of you, you'll have to sort of push him off or to the side to you need to get up

he really likes holding you or being held while he sleeps or when he drifts off to sleep. it makes him feel so relaxed and comforted. he doesn't have a set way of sleeping he pretty much cuddles you in all positions

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