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avonne-writes · 1 year

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Love Under The Sea

(NSFW headcanons for my merman AU)

Culture

Love is important to merpeople. They’re generally monogamous once they establish a courtship. If there is no courting involved, it's not frowned upon to have more than one partner.

A courtship consists of several rituals. Collecting shells for the other, giving gifts, sharing intimate touches (e.g. rubbing fins together), feeding each other and wearing specific beads/other accessories in their hair.

Lip-on-lip kissing is considered kinky. They usually stick to closed-lipped kisses on other body parts, like the cheek. Touching someone's neck with your lips is either threatening or it's a show of trust, depending on context. It's because merpeople have razor sharp teeth.

To propose, one has to give their partner a moon- or a sun-related gift and ask if they want to tie their lives together.

This is because merpeople believe the Moon and the Sun are two gods fighting over the sea, pulling it back and forth as the tides change.

So, one can have a moon- or a sun-marriage. The proposal gift is usually something simple like a gemstone, but some mers get more creative.

They have their own wedding rituals and recognize marriage between two adults. Once married, mers wear a specific type of earring/earcuff.

Besides courtship and marriage, casual relationships between young adults are not only prevalent, but encouraged because their society believes it's a way to learn how to bond with others.

Some mers are referred to a soul-healer if they don't manage to form enough casual relationships.

Same-sex relationships are accepted as equal.

Almost all mers have non-heterosexual experiences since it's considered a casual, friendly bonding activity for young adults.

They're open about sexual attraction because 1) it's almost impossible to hide arousal for males (see more below) and 2) casual sex is considered normal.

But! They're very private about romantic attraction until the first few steps of courtship are successful.

When it comes to sex, they have more limited options for poses, which they make up for with sex toys. Bondage is also quite standard (easier to enjoy things if you don't float away...). Handjobs/fingering are the most popular activities.

On the other hand, blowjobs are considered very kinky and dangerous if not done right due to the sharp teeth.

Anatomy

Based on my "thorough research" of cetacean reproduction...

In mer form, mermen have an anus and a genital slit on the front side of their bodies.

Their penis is retracted when they're not aroused and it only extends when it's hard. Their balls are not accessible. The penis looks like a normal human penis, but it's much harder than a human one (needs to work underwater).

Mermaids also have only one slit (that branches off internally) and an anus.

Mermen produce a large quantity of semen (necessary for successful reproduction underwater).

Mermaids breastfeed and usually give birth swimming, because it's said to be healthier and less painful.

What about mer!Aemond in particular?

He was one of those poor mers who were forced to attend soul-healer sessions, to no avail. Being casual about anything is not his forte.

He loves the sun but rarely ever sees it because he avoids The Land.

He wants a sun-marriage. His parents have a moon-marriage and it's miserable, he thinks he'll be better off turning towards the sun.

He exchanged a few handjobs with both mermen and mermaids, but he never had a blowjob and never had sex in human form. He has never been penetrated, but he did go all the way with Alys a few times.

Seeing a cock go from soft to hard turns him on because it's such an exotic sight to him, to see a soft cock. Balls too.

He has never had a courtship but desperately wants one no matter how he denies it to himself.

He has never been kissed on the lips.

He daydreams about kissing someone's neck not to threaten their lives but to have proof of how much they love and trust him.

#lucemond #aemond targaryen #my writing #merman-au #these are my current headcanons #the important ones will be featured in the story too of course

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mumblesplash · 3 months

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reel life

#my art #hermitcraft #grian #ft. my current headcanon for how gem's lighthouse works #just messing around w shapes n light and stuff #realized i wasn't going to turn this into an Actual Drawing tm but there's no rule that says i cant post it anyway #if you squint your eyes enough it looks done

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mo-mode · 4 months

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We’ve all heard of mansplaining. Now get ready for: PJO book purist-splaining. It’s like mansplaining, but every time you even think about liking a change made in the show, they jump down your throat with “ACTUALLY in the books…” because the show is “doing it all wrong” and the change is “so out of character” and “doesn’t even make sense :/”

#I know I’m hitting a wasps nest like a piñata rn just let me go out with a bang #reason for this post:#I’m currently being jumped by the book purists in like half of my silly little headcanons #‘but in the books’ yeah i know i read them too #I’m convinced that if they don’t ‘correct’ you then they’ll spontaneously combust on the spot #blink twice if you need help #if you like the books so much then go read those instead of my blog thanks #percy jackson #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #percy jackson and the olympians #pjo tv show #pjo spoilers #percy jackson tv show #percy jackson the lightning thief #pjo series

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hcdwigs · 2 days

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✧.* nanami headcanons <3

He hums/sings while showering and feels embarrassed when confronted about it.

When someone he enjoys talking to speaks to him, he usually appears serious, but his expression is always unreadable. The expression conveys pure fondness for the person!! He enjoys hearing them ramble about their day, their lives, etc. He gives them a warm look.

Definitely a listener more than a rambler. He listens to people all the time, and remembers the small details about them. He tends to bring them up sometimes, which surprises the other person. But, he is extremely attentive to detail and loves getting to know people.

You know how in Korean dramas, the male lead is always a jack of all trades or something? Nanami is exactly that guy. Need assistance with your plumbing? He is there. Do you need to fix a lightbulb? He is there. Need help building a house? He is there.

He plays an instrument. He would play either the piano, violin, or flute.

He definitely enjoys watching movies in his spare time. When he is not doing anything, he enjoys watching movies. If he existed in the modern world, he would for sure have a Letterboxd account.

In a Modern AU, Nanami would undoubtedly be an English/History major. I do not care what anyone says. Maybe philosophy or business. But he would be one of those fine humanities majors you notice and immediately fall for.

Books are his specialty. He probably has several places where he goes to relax and read a book he recently purchased.

Speaking of books, if he gets a partner, he will read to them. He would cuddle them in bed, holding them in his arms while he read silently to them, pressing his lips against their ear, the soft, deep tone of his voice sounding like a musical masterpiece in their ear.

Pottery!! He enjoys pottery so much. He probably went to a pottery event/class when he was bored (he failed, the bowl looked like a deformed apple) but he really enjoyed the process. He definitely began to watch more videos on pottery and probably got himself a pottery wheel.

He is definitely an animal lover. he doesn't look like it, but he loves, LOVES, LOVES animals. If he sees a dog, his heart flutters but he doesn't touch it just in case. But, he's an animal attractor of course. The dogs are all over him at the dog park, and he smiles a little while petting them.

Speaking of animals, he probably has a cat. The cat is named after a food for sure. It is most definitely a type of bread or sandwich or a nut. For example, Pistachio or Baguette.

Super gentle with children. He genuinely enjoys being around them. Ask him about having children He will Be On Board.

HE WOULD NOT BE MEAN. The amount of people I have seen mischaracterize him by making him mean just because he's serious. No. He is just introverted and serious and needs to be comfortable around a person.

During relationships, he genuinely enjoys checking in on the person he is dating. He is always there for them, comforting, cherishing, and listening. He tries to get off work as soon as possible so that he can spend time with his significant other.

If he is shown too much affection, he does not snap or become angry with the person. He just blushes. He just lets out a soft "hm" and pretends to be serious, but his heart is racing, and his cheeks, ears, and neck indicate otherwise. He also gives them a slightly surprised look that quickly turns to his stoic look.

He definitely bought baby shoes at a store just because he thought they were so cute. Mans just wants a baby.

He would be both a girl and a boy dad. I do not care what anyone says; he loves both. If he has a son, he will do everything in his power to raise him as a gentleman while also showing him a lot of love and affection. If he has a daughter, he will be so gentle with her while also raising her to be a sophisticated, strong young woman.

Genuinely would be the grandpa of the friend group. Come on. Just look at him.

As a teenager, he probably would do the emo hair flip thing because his fringe kept getting onto his eye. Gojo probably laughed his ass off.

Secretly really touch-starved. People think he is not affectionate, but he is, just not in public. He would most likely grab his significant other while they were doing something and attack them with kisses. He probably likes being a little spoon sometimes even though he looks like an old man. He is clingy, okay? But not overly clingy. Sometimes he needs his own space.

Loves kissing their partner's beauty moles. The ones under their nose, the ones on their ear, the ones on scattered around their face, the ones in other areas... Wherever they are located, he will kiss them.

Sometimes he needs to be reassured. He needs to know if he is doing okay, if he is treating a person well. It looks like he does not need it, but he genuinely sometimes gets insecure about how others perceive him or how well he treats them. He worries about hurting someone's feelings.

Loves to try and hype up his partner with extreme amount of compliments. He is truly the number one simp and hype man.

I am a strong advocate for the fact that Nanami loves people of color. Like he will date a person of color. I don't CARE. I am Afro-Latina let me have my headcanon in peace : (

Once again. He is NOT mean. He will not yell. If he is angry, he is calm. He does not yell and if he does it is extremely rare. But he would never in his life yell at his partner or children if he has any. The only way he shows disappointment is by staying calm.

Speaking of being angry, he is not the type to show silent treatment. He would much rather talk rather than give a cold shoulder. He is a grown man. He knows how to communicate, people.

Old-fashioned nicknames. That is all. My love. Darling. Sweetheart.

He is probably fluent in several languages. I understand he is overly perfect, but he is perfect in my eyes. He probably takes the time to learn languages so that people feel included. Plus, he genuinely enjoys learning about different cultures.

Owned a bakery or worked as a chef at some point in his life. Maybe even a barista.

Helps old ladies cross the street, assists people with heavy bags, is courteous to his neighbors, and is the grandson of every old neighbor ever.

Probably is the type of guy to sit down on the couch and not try at Just Dance, and ends up winning.

Despite being serious, he would genuinely be bad at the game Among Us. This is so random but hear me out.

Favorite ice cream flavor is probably coffee or pistachio. Maybe even basic vanilla. He is not a big fan anyway.

Jazz music, classical music, old music is his speciality. In high school during his emo hair era he more so listened to 90s rock/punk rock.

His most used app(s) on his Samsung Galaxy S24 Ultra is WhatsApp and Candy Crush.

Definitely has a whole closet of clothing and browses through them every night to see what suit he wants to wear for the next day.

When he shops or gets food, he goes to local family owned shops. He does not go to Starbucks for his coffee. He goes to the local family owned coffee shop.

Dry texter but if he gets a partner who is not a dry texter, he genuinely begins to pick up their habits. If they type with emojis he begins using emojis. I apologize but he'd unironically use the laughing crying emoji. "Haha! 😂". Okay but genuinely, he would actually keyboard slam at some point. He sends them a photo, they go like "jshekehdkehdjdlsjdl" and one time they did the same thing and he was like:

"....Kshskshdjxbsnab." You know?

He is low key sassy. He was affected by sassy man apocalypse. He hides it in that serious exterior of his but he gives the biggest side eyes sometimes, crosses his legs too.

Snores like a dad. Bro was probably recorded by Haibara while he was in the dorms and bro was snoring like a regular ol dad. Drooling too. What a silly guy.

Anyway...

Overall, the best man ever. He is the man ever and that is why he is not real. Unfortunately.

forever angel <33

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lazorbeanz · 2 months

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Free candy ❌ Free mints ✅

#it’s late and I just had to get my idea across #sorry the art is bad I know #I wonder where he’s going? 🤔#sonic the hedgehog #miles tails prower #tails the fox #sth #sonic headcanons #sonic fanart #my art #sonic meme #meme art #dark humor #sonic currently going thru 5 stages of panik bc he lost his lil bro (again)

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that-bitch-kat3 · 2 months

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rip sirius black you would have loved mother mother

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forsworned · 1 month

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Hesh is such a soft dom, like he just wants to please you and have you writhing under him while he kisses your neck, so he can hear you moan his name. He literally loves intertwining your fingers together when he's fucking you missionary and he never ever finishes before you unless you're absolutely begging him to. Like you have to legit, plead with this man and lowkey he gets off on it but it's also the gentleman in him that deters him a bit. Eventually though he will, but mans cums soooo much because he is so damn fertile. His sperm count its literally over 200 million and that is a hill I will die on because he is a health freak!!! And by the end of it he's absolutely exhausted but he doesn't care because he is a soldier and if there's anything that he does it's getting the damn job done. AND BABY HE GETS IT DONEEE Because if you're not screaming out his name as your clawing your nails into his back he don wannnn ittttt and his aftercare fuuuuck it's so so so sweet, like he is barely able to keep his eyes open but he's helping you clean up, wiping up all the cum off your body before he takes care of himself and then he's making sure you feel good, calling you the love of his life and telling you how beautiful you are and is damn near crying about how lucky he is to have you, sleepy, eepy kisses all over your face as he wraps you in his arms and snuggles his face into the crook of your neck and then mans is konked tf out

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sweetandglovelyart · 5 months

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🩷💜💙

#Kirby #Kirby memes #Meta Knight #King Dedede #Metadede #me headcanoning all my favorite characters as bi because I am bi 🩷💜💙#Meta Knight is the nearbi #currently looking at memes about being bi and thinking of redrawing them with Kirby characters #if you have any good ones feel free to share I might find inspiration in them lol #I already drew that bi Spider Man/Bi-derman meme with Taranza I’m looking for more stuff like that lol

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starrystevie · 2 years

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thinking about steve dressing up as a cowboy for halloween. thinking about his ass in tight as sin levis with an open leather vest and dark brown leather chaps with a fake gun strapped around his thigh. thinking about his hair floofing out at the bottom of his cowboy hat, curls wrapping around his ears. thinking about a loose button up shirt with a bolo tie haphazardly done up around the unbuttoned collar. thinking about the extra height his cowboy boots give him and the way he struts around so he can hear them clicking on the hardwood floor of whoever's house they're in.

thinking about eddie dressed as a vampire, black jeans and black boots and black button up, hair slicked back with fake blood dripping off his lips. thinking about his fake vampire fangs damn near falling out of his mouth when steve walks in the door and eddie's jaw drops of its own accord. thinking about eddie bringing steve a beer and watching with wide eyes and beating heart as he pops the bottle cap off with the buckle of his thigh holster before taking a long sip. thinking about steve tipping the brim of his hat to eddie before sauntering off with a hope that a certain pair of brown eyes are following him.

thinking about steve using the extra inch of height from his boots to press eddie into the bathroom counter and tilt his head down when he kisses him. thinking about steve pulling back with a smear of red across his own mouth. thinking about eddie taking his role too seriously and biting at steve's neck, his jaw, his exposed chest until it's blooming with bruises. thinking about steve wrapping his hands in the blood red velvet cape around eddie's shoulders to drag him into an open room and maneuvering him where he wants him.

thinking about robin dressed as a sheriff, frustrated and wondering where the fuck her costume partner has been the whole night before seeing them leave a room with matching red grins and a cowboy hat perched on a vampire's head.

#listen i am a simple girl #i think of steddie at a halloween party and can't think of anything else until i write it down #steddie #steddie headcanon #steve harrington #eddie munson #my writing #stranger things #UPDATE: I am currently making this a fic so pls stay tuned

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liquid-sunshines · 10 months

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Katy perry's hot n cold, but qijiu

He ran away before they could complete the third bow...

#svsss #original shen qingqiu #shen jiu #yue qingyuan #Yqy overthinks and speaks cryptically #Sj: I should know that you're no good for me *puts on wedding ring*#I headcanon that tlj crashed the wedding and almost successfully bridenapped sj #qijiu #I just realized I drew sj's lapels wrong #But pretend you didn't see that #Something red to commemorate my own current bloodiness lmao #Lqg in the background: is it too late to offer myself as the substitute groom

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kk1smet · 3 months

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“I’ve always thought your height came from your messy hair, Potter."

"Pity your wit disappeared along with your hair, Malfoy."

From my previous post, and more of that headcanon below:

Months after the war, their rivalry had somewhat softened, evolving into almost-amicable banter and mischief. Once, the Great Hall burst into laughter as two ball-shaped heads wandered the castle. This was a punishment from McGonagall during Transfigurations class, when Harry's misfired spell hit Draco's head, prompting swift retaliation. Surprisingly, Draco kept his buzzcut the next morning, and some days more.

Later, as a couple, Harry would sometimes wake up to see Draco's near-perfect oval head and feel a pang of longing for his platinum-blonde locks. They had always framed his face perfectly, but Harry loved this no less: the feel of his hands over Draco's prickly scalp, the change in the planes of his head, and the barely noticeable ridge from a scar on his temple.

When Draco woke, he’d always tell Harry why he shaved his hair. Sometimes though, Draco would keep to himself, lost in thought as he smooths a nonexistent strand over his ear. During these moments, Harry would find himself reaching for a muggle razor in their bathroom, and then returning to their kitchen with uneven patches. He’d always done a poor job, and Draco would mock him mercilessly before fixing it, a small grin forming on his lips.

“I’m still taller.”

“Only if you tell me what’s on your mind.”

“Fine.”

#drarry #Draco Malfoy #Harry James Potter #Here's buzzcut drarry everyone #and some silly headcanon for these blorbos #drarry art #kismet draws #my art #I'm sorry. The buzzcut has grown on me like a wildfire and I am determined to pull you guys in it.#Also I am slowly easing in with how I currently render art. Enjoying this a lot tbh.

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becca-e-barnes · 1 year

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Limerence

Limerence: a state of mind resulting from romantic attraction, characterized by feelings of euphoria, the desire to have one's feelings reciprocated.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 2.2K

Warnings: Angry/ hate sex, mention of an argument but nothing specific, unprotected sex, creampie, degradation, anal play, double penetration, one spank, vaginal fingering, mention of oral, just a little mirror stuff

Summary: I learned a new word last week and I chose to ignore its negative connotations. It's more fun that way.

Reblogs and comments are always appreciated!!

Minors, do not interact.

Life is cruel sometimes.

He’s standing over there wearing a cream coloured Hawaiian shirt with a blue floral pattern and, in spite of yourself, you very much want to jump on him.

You can’t look at him though. You’re convinced that if you look at him, everyone will know. They’ll know he’s kissed just about every inch of your body. They’ll know that you crave the way he touches you. They’ll know that bringing him to orgasm often feels more euphoric than your own climax. And they absolutely can’t know that.

His poker face is better than yours. The wry smirk on his slim lips when his gaze flits over to you momentarily won’t give the two of you away and just seeing him look at you like that is enough to make you question whether you possess a single ounce of self control. He’s better at this than you are, no doubt about it. There’s plenty you can learn from him.

'Are you still being a bitch?' The message flashes up on the watch on your wrist. Holy fuck, this man is irritating.

You unlock your phone to respond to the message, your thumbs move quickly across the keyboard. 'That depends. Are you going to admit you were wrong?' You glance over at him and see that he’s ignoring those he had previously been engaged in conversation with, in favour of responding to you. The conversation goes on without him and no one is any the wiser that it’s you he’s texting.

'I wasn’t wrong.'

'Then yes, I’m still a bitch.'

'I thought as much. But so we’re clear; you made your point in that dress. Even if you are painfully stubborn.'

'I’d rather be stubborn than wrong.'

'That’s cute.' You watch him slip his phone back into the pocket of his shorts once he sends the message, re-engaging with the conversation that he’d been neglecting for the few short minutes in which he’d focused his attention on you.

You’re certain he knows how frustrating he is. Surely he must know.

You’ve been at an impasse for over a week and in all honesty, neither of you can really remember how the argument started. Did it even really matter anymore? It’s not even so much about the disagreement, now it’s about pride and who’s willing to sacrifice theirs first.

That’s the problem with being equally stubborn - neither of you want to be the one to give in. At this stage though, sex has been off the table much longer than you would have liked. Nothing makes you desperate quite like a lack of orgasms and while you can do it yourself, you’d be the first to admit that it’s not even nearly the same.

The way you touch your own body is so different to how he does. Your touch is borderline clinical sometimes. It’s methodical and calculated because really, you’re only working towards an end goal. You focus on release more than pleasure and that’s fine. You achieve what you need to and that’s enough but the way he touches you is so different.

When he’s taking you apart he takes his time, touching you because he simply needs to. It’s evident that he gets off on your pleasure just as much as you get off on his. There’s never any rush, delivering sensations that you don’t have the time or patience to administer when you do it yourself. Pleasure with him feels luxurious. It’s hedonistic and intimate; a perfect blend of satisfying and tender.

It’s hard not to miss that: sex so good that it’s both too much and not enough all at once.

'Do you think anyone would notice if I slipped my hand under your dress?' The next message flashing up on your watch feels like he must have read your mind.

Your eyes dart around the groups of people attending the small get-together, all engrossed in their conversations and sipping their drinks in various little huddles around the bar.

'I can’t imagine they would. You could probably bend me over this table and fuck me right in front of them and no one would be any the wiser.'

'I’m sure they’d notice but it’s a nice thought all the same.' You can tell he’s imagining it and now so are you. You can almost feel his two large hands, one either side of your waist, holding you tight as he plunges his length into you. ‘Shut up.’ He’d whisper, letting go of your waist with one hand to place the fingers in your mouth, silencing your little over-pleasured sobs. ‘Unless you want all your friends to watch you cum for me.’

You shouldn’t really want that, should you? You shouldn’t want an audience. The truth is, you know people there want him. They want to see him the way you get to see him and the possessive part of you that you didn’t know you had until now wants to make sure no one else gets that privilege.

Arguing or not, his cock is yours.

'I’m leaving in 10. You’re welcome to join me so long as you promise not to run your mouth again. You’ll like my hotel room.' It’s nice to see his resolve weakening first because you certainly weren’t up for accepting defeat.

'You should know me better by now. Running my mouth is what I’m good at. Send me the address.' You shoot the text back and realise he’s wearing that same wry smirk as before. The very same one that’s tugging at the corner of your own lips.

'Give yourself some credit. I’ve found your mouth has some other great uses.' He seems proud of himself, following up with the hotel’s address before starting to make his goodbyes to the group.

You take separate taxis and he’s waiting for you in the lobby. You’re far enough away from the prying eyes that at least you can be seen speaking to each other now.

Neither of you say a whole lot in the short walk up to his room, letting the door click closed behind you before you start to speak.

But right as you set your bag down his lips are on yours, hot and insistent, his body pressing you flush against the door.

“You’re so fucking annoying.” He groans, nipping your bottom lip between his teeth. He cups your throat with one hand, holding you in place to begin sucking on the exposed side of your neck.

His mouth begins to trail lower but not before you tangle your fingers in his hair, pulling him back.

“You’re so much worse.” You use as much of your strength as you can muster to push him back, leading him over to the bed, pressing him down onto it before straddling his lap.

Now it’s your turn, biting at his exposed throat, feeling his needy groans vibrate through his skin. Undoing the first couple of buttons allows you enough space to nip and suck his collarbones, revelling in the way he melts into this.

He only gives in for a couple of minutes before he needs to feel like he’s back in control, holding your hips and flipping you both over so he’s got you pinned under him.

His hand trails up your thigh, pulling your dress up before two thick fingers sweep across your clothed sex. “You’re wet already.” He muses, teasing you ever so gently.

“Incredible attention to detail, well done.” You know you shouldn’t bite the hand and all but he’s a whole lot more fun when he’s angry.

“That mouth is going to get you in trouble some day.” He’s smug as he withdraws his hand, delivering a gentle slap to your cunt.

It hurts in the most electric way, nerve endings lighting up at the painful stimulus and, in spite of yourself, you want him to do it again.

“Fuck, I didn’t think you’d like that.” He sounds thrilled, delighted by a moan that you hadn’t even realised had escaped. “Getting off on the way I slap your wet little cunt. Do you know how fucked up that is?” He shifts the thin cotton underwear out of the way, trailing his fingertip from your clit to your fluttering hole before pressing inside to the second knuckle.

“You take me like such a good girl.” He muses, adding a second finger before pressing as deep as he can. “It’s a shame you don’t act like one.”

“Maybe if you fucked me right, I’d act like one.” You’re as quick to bruise his ego as he is to bruise yours.

“Ouch.” He teases, curling his fingers inside you in the way he knows makes you see stars. He fucks you perfectly and he knows it. You act like a good girl when you want to. You’re even.

“Are you even planning to fuck me? Or maybe you just want to sit around and enjoy the sound of your own voice.” It shouldn’t be so much fun to watch his face reflect his discontent but it really is.

“You.” He begins before pulling your panties off, pushing your skirt up and arranging you on your hands and knees on the bed. “Might be the most frustrating person I’ve ever met.”

You hear him undo his belt and zipper and a short while later, you feel the blunt head of his erection teasing your slit.

Now you understand why he thought you’d like this room. The mirror strategically positioned right at the end of the bed lets you see his face, even in this position.

“I fucking better be.” You tease, pressing your ass backwards, forcing his cock to slide into your eager cunt. He meets you half way, thrusting the rest of the way into you with a force you only could’ve dreamed of.

“You are. So. Damn. Arrogant.” He punctuates his sentence with equally powerful thrusts, his hand on the small of your back to hold you in place.

“And yet you’re still here, balls deep inside me. Guess you don’t hate me that much.” Your pride is short lived, establishing your own rhythm of thrusts that he eagerly meets. Your fingers cling to the bedsheets, each rut into your body almost knocks the thoughts from your head.

He loses himself just as fast as you do. You’re both far too pent up for this to last much longer. Frustration bubbled over into lust and now it’s hit boiling point.

His body is yours to use just as much as yours is his.

“You take me so well.” You hear him groan and in the mirror you see him slip his thumb into his mouth before it disappears out of your view, pressing against the tight ring of muscle only he can see from this angle.

Oh. You don’t often go there.

Your hesitation is short lived, the tip of his thumb presses inside you, slowly stretching out your tightest hole.

It feels amazing. It’s a different type of fullness and when the initial discomfort subsides, you’re able to let yourself enjoy the sensation.

“I can feel myself inside you.” He sounds almost broken and it’s delightful. “Filling up both your pretty little holes. I can’t last much longer. Fuck, I’m so close.”

The stretch of his thumb in your ass is the only constant you’ve got with his cock slipping in and out of you.

Your own hand reaches down between your legs, rubbing your clit frantically, desperate to cum in time with him.

“Don’t you dare.” You groan, watching him in the mirror. “Don’t cum yet.”

He whines, his face screwed up in pleasure, doing his very best not to spill inside you just yet. At least this is one thing you can agree on.

“F-fuck, hurry up. I’m so close.” He’s trying to maintain the same pace while holding himself back and you know it can’t be easy.

Your fingers graze your clit just right and before you know it, your moans are getting higher pitched, your holes fluttering around his cock and his thumb, squeezing both involuntarily as your orgasm takes over.

It’s beyond intense. There’s so much happening at once and within a few moments of your own climax, you feel your partner achieving his. He’s pressed as deep inside you as possible, flooding your body with his release, groaning your name loud enough for his neighbours to hear.

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The following morning with the argument forgotten, everything feels right again. The Hawaiian shirt he’d worn yesterday evening is draped over your shoulders, unbuttoned, giving him access to worship your breasts. His cock slips in and out of you beautifully, soft gasps from both of you filling the crisp early morning air. Your hands are planted on his broad chest and your fingers tease the soft curls of hair on his chest. It’s hard not to feel like he’s engulfing you, rather than the other way around. He’s beneath you, he’s inside you and with his shirt draped over you, all you can smell is him.

It’s incredible, as close to perfect as you’re willing to believe exists. There’s no rush. There’s nowhere either of you need to be. One orgasm can bleed into another and you can spend as long as you like enjoying each other’s bodies.

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