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I donât really post my art publicly too often but Iâve been having a lot of fun with 18trip
#Nervous about sharing these oughhhh oughhhhhh#For all I worry about my art one of the things Iâll say is despite it all I have a fun and unique style#I had a lot of fun doing all of these!#ð±âïž#I think thatâs my art tag
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tbh just thinking about them and thinking about how darcy basically helped him open up to be a gremlin and a mostly honest hardworking person.
i just love their trope is like "Everyone is a bad person X Not everyone is" basically due to the things sunflower dealt with he..sorta just.. thought everyone was awful people, there no good and darcy just wants to help, as well as euline and bacillus
Legit it just..a good healing story, about just darcy, bacillus and euline trying to help sunflower out.
idk i think its sweet
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Hii there!! Im soo excited to get bnha matchup! Can i have a matchup with bnha boys please?
Im an infj, my hobbies are crafting, drawing, and workout.
I guess im a calculative person, i manage my money very strictly. I can be very sociable with my friends but it tends to drain me soo much when i get alone. I like to have a solo date by myself and im not afraid to explore alone. Im self aware with my surrounding and i have tendency to judge people before i talk with them so that i can predict which is the right way to behave with them
Thank you soo much! I wish you a happy dayð¥°ð¥°
Hi hi there anonie, thak you so much for sending in a match-up request! I know you sent this ask in a while ago so I hope you still end up seeing this somehow, I had fun writing this and I hope you enjoy it too if it reaches you! :)
Iâd Match You With:Â
Shoto Todoroki!Â
Reasoning:
Shotoâs very similar to you in a lot of ways when it comes to needing a mix between alone time and time to socialize, and the two of you work well together and complement one anotherâs personalities and needs pretty well overall.
Headcanons About Your Relationship:
- Shoto notices how youâre always very careful and calculative when it comes to your money, so oftentimes he will buy you things so that you donât have to stress about it. Not because he thinks you canât pay for yourself, he knows youâre perfectly capable of managing your money how you please, but he has the means to treat you and he likes giving you gifts or buying you meals sometimes, it just makes him happy to see you happy and not have to be so careful about your decision-making :>
- Shoto absolutely loves spending time with you, but heâs also someone who needs some time alone to unwind every once in a while, so heâs more than happy to let you have your own alone time when you need it. You can go on a little adventure on your own, and heâll rest or read a book at home until youâre both recharged and ready to spend more time together!
- Shoto likes doing cute little crafts with you! Honestly at first he wasnât sure about the idea and wasnât all that interested, but it was something you cared about and something you could do together, so he decided to give it a try and ended up really enjoying it! :)
- Iâm not gonna lie, though, he kinda sucked at it at first lol. He had all the parts and steps correct, he just didnât have the artistic touch to make them look as cute as you do at first, but he gets better with time :> And he loves giving you the little crafts he makes once heâs done, heâs really proud of his efforts and wants to share them with you!
- Shoto honestly just isnât a super artistic person in general, so heâs not much of a drawer/artist himself. But because he doesnât know much about art, he finds it really fascinating to watch you while you work! He loves watching the ways you use and layer different colors, itâs such a fascinating process to him and heâll happily watch you draw whenever youâre willing to let him
- And if you ever gift him any of your drawings, especially if itâs a drawing of him or something like that, he will literally cherish it forever :â) That drawing is absolutely getting framed and placed on his bedside table so he can see your wonderful work all the time, I have no doubt about this
- Shoto is totally down to work out with you! He knows he needs to stay in shape and well-trained in order to perform his duties as a hero course student well, but for a long time training had negative, painful associations for him because of his father, so working out and training with you turns the experience into a much more positive, productive one for him :)
- Shotoâs the type of boyfriend to tell you about every little accomplishment he has, he just wants to make you proud of him aaaa heâs literally the cutest :â) Any time he makes progress in one of his workouts or anything like that heâs telling you almost immediately, even if itâs completely mundane lol pls just tell him how amazing he did and that youâre proud of him <3
Song For Your Relationship:
Beautiful People by Ed Sheeran Feat. Khalid :)
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man is he hot ð©ð©
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i am in love with ur art style
Kaeya studies,,,,, plus childe n kaeya with flowers ro celebrate my friend's childe chibigurumi and my kaeya chibigurumi
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wanna start writing down ren's sister's lore so it doesn't get flushed down the brain drain and so i can like. look at it all in one place and use that to come up with a proper tag for her lol.
very stream of thought, spelling and grammar be damned.
cassandre "cass" brunet
~31yrs old, making for ~4yrs gap between her and ren
transfem lesbian, she/they, autistic
psychiatrist, with a focus in parental relations and abuse
her sense of humor and general views are surprisingly close to ren's, but she presents as very muted. while ren over-emotes for comedic effect, she under-emotes for an equal but opposite comedic effect. she and ren are very much siblings, physically and in the ways they act.
she has an adopted daughter (currently not developed), who ren absolutely adores to death. he'll call cass with a whole spiel about wanting to catch up with his beloved little sister, promises to bring some wine and food with him... and then as soon as he arrives he drops it all off with her and spends 90% of the visit running his niece ragged.
she and ren were raised in an environment that pit them against each other. ren had more expectations from their parents, both as the oldest and as the kid raised before their town started to earn market value. he was was expected to REALLY succeed so he could "support his parents in their old age someday".
cass still had similar expectations, but the parents focused more of their attention on ren. she was jealous of him for receiving that attention while she felt like she had to live up to his successes without the same amount of support behind her, and he was jealous that she had more freedom wrt her time and efforts and interests. they fought often, academically, verbally, and physically.
it wasn't until both of them had gone to college and saw and experienced things that broadened their views that they started to reconcile, recognizing that their issues were never with each other, only with their parents. she fully broke away from their family, no longer under their parents' influence, and used her newfound freedom to fully explore her identity beyond her experimentation and trials in and after college...
but ren remained under their thumb to some degree, being guided through most of his career choices, which put further stress on him. despite his and cass's similarities as adults, this is one of the main things that makes him react so differently to Things that Happen Later than cass does.
cass also, thanks to her field of study, has a better grasp on mental health techniques that, while not completely ridding her of her mental health issues, leave her much better off than ren. he just kind of... ignores it, bottles everything up, and eventually explodes ;;
possibly has a partner, not sure yet. if she does, they aren't married, just enjoying being together.
she and her daughter (and maybe partner) live in a rural area outside the city, and they have a small chicken coop in their small backyard, along with a small vegetable and herb garden.
she and ren do share some interests -- they've done some ttrpg campaigns together, and they sometimes play games online, but she's more casual about them. her interests are more focused elsewhere... maybe she's a murder mystery girlie.
she and ren are even closer in r!ren's verse; once he's no longer a part of their parents' lives at ALL, they greatly rely upon each other. this is why, instead of the city, he ends up closer to where my family lives; he either lives close to or with cass and her daughter.
#i'll add to this as i think of shit... but this should be enough to finally put together a proper tag methinks. lol.#ð [ my posts. ]#ð± [ elastic. ]#ð [ lying on the blade of an emotion. ]#ðŠŠ [ can't escape it. ]#ð§ [ who is in control. ]#âïž [ my scenarios. ]#ðž [ look ahead. ]
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This guy is fucked up bruh
#Blue Lock spoilers /#I donât have the confidence to main tag this but I did some art and had some fun#Kunigami is one of the most interesting characters in Blue Lock to me#Also I listened to Hungry Six Pack while I drew this??? So#Kunigami is so Beelzebub. Except I think if Beel was in Wild Card lives would be lost#Oh I donât have an art tag yet. Uhhhhhh#ð±âïž#Yeag ðð»
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thank u all sm for 100+ follows!! this means a lot to me, and to celebrate i will be hosting an event. this will be dedicated to aespa's " better things " single. Instructions on how to join will be written below. again, tysm for helping me get this far. ð
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Can I request a match up? Can it be male gender? And also class 1a
I'm a girl who's 5'3" with a curvy body and medium, wavy chestnut hair. I have chubby cheeks with a bit of acne.
I tend to keep to myself but not in mysterious type, but rather distrustful due to being hurt in the past. I often try to keep my distance from people, scared of the betrayal feeling, but once you get to know me, I'm actually very calm and loving. However, I do get nervous when talking to people and fear of messing up, which is another reason why I'm very antisocial.
I, often carry this dumb energy that's energetic and enthusiastic behavior that lacks thoughtfulness or intelligence. It may involve impulsive actions or reckless behavior without considering the consequences.
In my free time, I enjoy working out to stay fit. When i want to unwind and relax, I listen to music. I also like to cook and bake, to experiment different recipes and ingredients. I find it calming to focus on a recipe and create something delicious from scratch.I also enjoy solitary hobbies like reading or watching movies. These types of hobbies can provide a sense of escapism and allow me to relax and recharge my batteries.
I don't know how to describe myself
I'm sorry if this is difficult for you. (â â¯â ïžµâ â°â ,â )
Donât worry about describing yourself, you did great and this was more than enough for me to write a match-up for you anonie! Thank you for sending in a request, I hope you see this and that you enjoy your match-up! :D
Iâd Match You With:Â
Izuku Midoriya!Â
Reasoning:
You two honestly just seem like youâd fit well together to me based off of your description of yourself, he understands your anxieties and fears of betrayal and heâs the perfect boyfriend to help ease those fears and treat you the way you deserve to be treated, while also having fun, relaxed times together :]
Headcanons About Your Relationship:
- First of all, Izuku absolutely adores your chubby cheeks! Theyâre probably his favorite physical feature on you, he loves pressing light kisses to them or poking them gently when youâre feeling down in hopes of making you smile, heâs just really enamored with your precious chubby cheeks :D
- Izuku knows that you have trouble trusting and opening yourself up to people, and heâs very understanding about that fact. Of course he wants to eventually introduce you to his friends and bring you closer to the other people in his life that he cares about, but he takes that process step-by-step with you at whatever pace youâre comfortable with. Heâd never push you too far or make you uncomfortable, but heâs good at helping you slowly work through your fears and grow closer to his friends and family
- He also has a tendency to be reckless and/or impulsive, so Izukuâs never going to scold you or make you feel bad for your impulsive actions. He knows heâd be a hypocrite for doing so, so instead, he just focuses on trying to make sure you never accidentally hurt yourself when you get overly excited or impulsive, and heâs always happy to help patch you up if you do find yourself slightly injuredÂ
- Izuku never thinks your energetic or enthusiastic bursts are dumb or unintelligent, he loves seeing you feel so happy and carefree for once and he encourages you to just let yourself feel energetic in those moments. Heâll do whatever he can to keep your mood up during those times, just tell him what you need because he wants you to feel energized and positive and to not feel ashamed for those moments
- Izuku loves working out with you! As a hero-in-training he constantly needs to be in the best shape possible, so he loves to join you in the gym if you're willing to let him :) Even if you two arenât doing the same sets or exercises, heâs happy to accompany you and share your progress with one another at the end of each work-out (and he totally hypes you up for the progress you've made and/or the work you've done, he's the most supportive boyfriend in the world)
- Izukuâs honestly not the best at cooking or baking lol, heâs kind of a disaster in the kitchen (when he was younger he nearly started a fire trying to cook eggs and burnt them to a crisp, and his mom hasnât let him near the kitchen since) But he wants to learn! He wants to have the basic life skills to at least be able to cook a basic meal for the two of you so that you donât get stuck with all the cooking responsibilities, so if youâre willing to teach him and let him watch as you cook or bake, heâll be a very thankful, happy boyfriend ^^
- Izuku knows that certain hobbies of yours, like reading, are your individual hobbies that you use to unwind and recharge your battery, so he knows not to disturb you during those times. He understands your need for space sometimes, just communicate and let him know when you need a bit of alone time and heâll spend his time talking with his friends on the phone or watching a movie in the living room while you take the time you need to rejuvenate your energy
- Izuku also knows that you enjoy listening to music, so he frequently makes playlists full of songs he hears that reminds him of you :> When one of his playlists gets too long heâll send it to you and start a new one, so every few weeks you get a playlist full of cute songs that make your sweet boyfriend think of you and your relationship :] (Please make him a playlist too, he doesnât care whatâs on it! Just the fact that you thought of him and put your time into making a playlist that reminded you of him is enough to absolutely melt his fragile heart :â) )
Song For Your Relationship:
Line Without a Hook by Ricky Montgomery
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Kink Dialogue Prompts - If you fancy, any of the following with Egon Spengler (Receiving?) :3c:
ð± Virginity, ð¥ First Time, âïž Marking/Bititng, 𩺠Doctor RP (Giving), ðŽ Humiliation
Experimental Methods
Egon Spengler x Female!Reader, word count: 3.5k HELLO!? finally another excuse to write nasty again for egon, my fuckin beloved ;-; also i have been COOKING this one and it got away from me so it is LONG lmao mostly because i didn't realise you said any of and not all of the prompts oops and then i also added in prem.ejac. my actual belovedð» request info ⢠prompt list ⢠send me a request ⢠kofi ⢠masterlist minors DNI!! ð cw: medical kink, losing virginity, marking kink, humiliation kink, premature ejaculation
The walk from the elevator to your apartment door at the end of the hall felt like it took an eternity, definitely down to the dead silence between you and Egon which had been ongoing since the moment you left the restaurant down the block. He was often quite quiet once a date had ended, but this was different. There was a distinctly awkward air to the way he shuffled uncomfortably along beside you, and the soft sigh he had let out as he agreed to walk you to your door didn't exactly settle your nerves. That discomfort in the pit of your stomach was only exacerbated by the way he avoided all eye contact once you had placed the key in the lock, and stood, turned to him, as you held the door ajar. "Egon, I think you should come in so we can talk."
"Talk?"
"Mhm."
You nodded solemnly as you headed inside. He was a sweet man, very kind, very straight to the point. Besides the very limited bursts of anger you had seen him display at questioning skeptics and otherwise disinterested city officials, you couldn't imagine him wanting to harm anyone. So you had to be the one to broach the subject, since it seemed like he never would.
Once inside, you watched him make his way to the sofa, sitting on the very edge with his hands placed on his knees, palms rubbing nervously at the woolen fabric. When you were sitting beside him, you could hear his shallow breathing and the sound of him swallowing his nerves. As much as you were apprehensive about this converation, it spurred you on to know you were putting him out of his misery.
"Look, Egon. I know you're a sweet guy, but I don't want you to be uncomfortable just so you don't hurt my feelings. If you don't want to see me anymore in a... romantic way... then we don't have to."
"What?"
"We can meet for coffee or go out for food alone or with other people, but as friends, y'know?"
"Yes. That is generally something we can do. I appreciate your time, and for being so forward with your feelings. If there's anything I can do to change your mind then-"
You raised your hands up, shaking your head in confusion.
"Wait, wait, wait. Change my mind? I... I'm not breaking up with you, Egon. I'm making it easier for you to break up with me."
His face was blank, except for the slight hint of confusion, and you could almost hear the gears of his mind grinding away as he puzzled over where you got the notion that he might want to break up with you. It didn't take him long though. He wasn't oblivious. The evidence was definitely piling up, although the intentions behind it had been lost in translation.
"I don't want to break up with you. I enjoy spending time with you. We share a lot of the same attributes in common and you are extremely tolerable of any discussions about my various interests."
"How romantic."
You smiled, emphasising the playful tone of your slight dig.
"And of course, I find you attractive. Very appealing, physically as well as emotionally and intellectually. Which is precisely the problem."
Egon sat in silence for a few moments, as though he expected you to psychically glean what he meant by that statement, waiting on your response. But when it was apparent that you had none, he took a deep breath and continued.
"This is our fifth date. I expect that you'll want to have sexual relations, or at least some form of physical contact beyond what we've experienced thus far."
Your eyes widened, surprised by how blunt he was, if not more technical or formal than you expected, and you stumbled over your words.
"I, uh... w-well, that would be nice! But, if that's not your thing then of course we don't have to."
Shocking you both, he abruptly removed his hand from his own leg and placed it on your knee, both of you looking at it before he snatched it back.
"I want to, of course. But, speaking openly, I haven't ever experienced that. Yet. With anyone."
In absolute disbelief, you blinked as your body moved backwards a little, your nose twitching, raising your mouth in a curious and surprised sneer.
"You're a virgin? You. Are a virgin. You?"
"Does that factual statement require this much questioning?"
"A little bit, yeah! I mean... I would've been all over you four dates ago if you'd seemed a bit more at ease with it. I don't know how you've gone forty years without someone-"
He interrupted you with a slight frown, lips pursed as he waved you off before he spoke.
"I've spurned a few advances, but believe it or not, there's something about my personality that other find rather..."
"Abrupt. Formal. Disinterested?"
Egon nodded in agreement, very well aware that you used the words with no hint of criticism or negativity, but rather truthfully, and, oddly enough to him, with an almost loving tone.
"And yet you find those attributes appealing."
"Of course! They come in a very nice package."
You leaned into him, placing your hand on his thigh, squeezing it gently between your fingers as you edged closer to him on the sofa. He watched your fingers moving, eyes closing as he took in the sesation of the touch. Even that smallest gesture was enough to excite him. Your hand, moving further up his long, slender leg, fingers tensing into the muscle and releasing their grip as your palm snaked higher and higher, closer and closer.
"Oh, ok. You definitely are interested then..."
It was impossible not to notice the distinct bulging at the front of his slacks, and you felt immediately bad for pointing it out, but Egon smiled, nervously adjusting his glasses and clearing his throat.
"I wouldn't have lied to you. Besides, I knew the biological response would betray me eventually. I'm only lucky to have gone this long with the problem arising, for want of a better word."
Taking stock of the situation, you considered the next steps. You didn't want to rush him, by any means, but you didn't want to let the opportunity go to waste. An intimate conversation could lead to a more intimate encounter, and that was definitely what you had been hoping for tonight.
"Egon, we can do whatever you want tonight. You can go home, with no hard feelings, and we can continue dating and wait until you're ready. Or we can give it a go. If you want to stop, we can. But I think this could be a nice experience for us, as a... couple. Let me guide you through this. I'll be very gentle, unless of course you tell me otherwise."
His face lit up with a warm smile, clearly in appreciation of your gentle offer and your efforts to make light of what was most definitely an awkward conversation. Still, though, he seemed too nervous to speak much, so the ball was once again in your court.
"Ok, so... is it the skills involved that are causing you problems? Or...?"
"I suppose so, but like most other things, you gain experience with practice..."
Your stomach flipped in excitement, a heat prickling over your skin at the notion that you might be involved in this practice.
"... It's an area I haven't really been involved with before. It's not as though you're something to study, to examine and figure out."
"That's... exactly what it's like, actually."
"Hm."
"I mean, that's what it could be. If that makes things easier for you. Maybe a little bit of roleplay, putting you in a position of control that you're familiar with... maybe that would make it a bit easier for you?"
Egon paused for a moment, considering your suggestion with a hopeful look, nodding silently before he spoke.
"Your hypothesis is intriguing, and I do think it would be beneficial to at least test it in an experiment before we rule it out completely as a possible solution. If... if you're sure...?"
Placing your hand over his, you squeezed it, reassuringly, as you leaned in to him.
"It's a new experience, yes. But don't worry, I'll help you through it... Doctor."
His eyes lit up, a fire suddenly burning in the pit of his stomach. Standing from the sofa, he took your hand and brought you up to him. Egon's eyes flitted towards the door to your bedroom.
"In that case then, please come with me and we can begin this examination."
You reached for his hand, hoping he'd guide you romantically to the privacy of your bedroom, but he was already fast ahead of you, his long limbs gaining the distance with his wide strides as you hurried excitedly into the room behind him.
"Now, if you'll lie back on the bed, please, and take a deep breath. Let me take care of you. I'm sure that whatever is wrong, I can provide some assistance."
Obedient, and with a level of excitement you weren't afraid to show, you bounced onto the mattress and laid back, inhaling and exhaling slowly and carefully as you listened to Egon pacing around the bed, finding the best place to conduct his examination. Standing on your right, looking down at you, you watched as he procured a small notepad and almost pointlessly short pencil from the inside pocket of his suit jacket.
"I think we should begin by noting the first examples you found of paranormal occurrences. Were the internal or external?"
Narrowing your eyes in confusion, you tried to think of an answer to the question, but before you could find a suitable one he had moved on to the next.
"If neither of those are pertinent to your experience, can you tell me if you had any sensations or evidence of being posessed?"
"What? Egon, what are you talking about?"
Blinking twice, he lowered himself to you, bending at the hip, and whispering in a lower voice as though he were trying not to break the roleplay experience.
"This is my area of expertise. The paranormal. I am examining you as a doctor of such, so... are you experiencing anything paranormal?"
Quickly catching on, you mustered up a few symptoms for him to use in his diagnosis.
"Oh... uh... yes! Well, Doctor Spengler, the reason I came to see you is that I've had a strange onset of problems, ones no ordinary doctor could diagnose. I think you might be my only hope now."
Reaching out, you took his hand in yours and squeezed, looking at him with wide, pleading eyes.
"And what might these symptoms be?"
"Well, I'm not sure if they're all related, but I do know that I've been feeling very irritable lately. Completely exhausted and filled with stress and tension. It's like there's something inside of me that I just need to get out, something that's controlling my behaviour."
"It sounds like you might need a formal adjuration addressed to the demonic presence that has decided to utilise you as its host."
"I need a what?"
"In layman's terms, an exorcism."
"Ah! Wow, that sounds very serious, Doctor Spengler."
The way you spoke his name, each consonant, each syllable, lingering on your lips and tongues, lustful and seductive, had him clearing his throat and swallowing the building, shaking nerves that it conjured.
"It can be. Could you detail when you feel these symptoms for me?"
"Hm... they mostly surface when I'm around my boyfriend. He's real neat, I think you'd like him. He's so intelligent, so sweet, and he's super hot."
"Ahem... he sounds, delightful."
"You don't think the demon, or whatever is inside of me, is targeting him, do you, Doctor Spengler?"
You forced a concerned pout onto your lips, looking up at Egon through your batting eyelashses as you watched him try to recover from not only the insinuation that he was hot, but that you considered him to be your boyfriend.
"I see... then I believe that perhaps this is not anything paranormal but very natural. I think a release of tension, of a more physical or... coital nature, is the required prescription here."
With his cheeks flushing at the mere mention of sexual activity, Egon adjusted his glasses once more as he avoided eye contact with you.
"Oh, thank you, Doctor Spengler! So... what should I do about this predicament? Do you think you could maybe administer the correct dosage for me? Perhaps we can do the procedure here?"
The deep red blush seeped further across Egon's skin, his pupils wider than you'd seen them before. Quickly, and with no attempt to do so discreetly, he moved his hands down in front of him, holding the notepad strategically in front of his pants.
"Are you hiding something down there, Doctor Spengler?"
Egon stuttered, dropping the note pad before bending to catch it swiftly, the tent at the front of his slacks visible for only a brief moment, but long enough that you could ascertain what he was working with below the tweed and formality.
"I-I-I'm... I-it's... I apologise, I didn't mean to rush things by getting ahead of myself. This is embarrassing."
"Oh, come on, Egon! You know as well as I do that it's a natural reaction. If you're going to be ashamed of anything, I would say it should be how easy it was to get you as flustered as you are... I mean look at your cheeks! Tell me... is any other part of you blushing pink?"
The silence was almost deafening, and he was once again unable to look into your eyes. Fearing you had taken it a little too far in your taunting, given it was his first time, you were quick to apologise, sitting up on the bed and holding his arm. But he brushed you off, working on his nervous habit of fiddling with the legs of his glasses as he replied.
"No need to apologise, I'm just quietly reconciling the facts. Yes, it was embarrassing, but your taunting made it worth it. It definitely played a fact in the increase in arousal, it would be a fascinating thing to study if I had any spare time. I'd even suggest that we experiment with that more this evening, but I'm worried it might lead to a quick conclusion to our combined efforts if the external stimuli is too... well, stimulating."
"How about we just remember that you're into it and add it to our list, hm?"
"We have a list?"
You eased yourself up onto your knees on the bed, holding on to the lapels of Egon's suit jacket as you watched his Adam's apple bob, his chest rising and falling as your hands soothed over his body.
"Now we do."
Your lips met his in a soft, interlocking embrace, with Egon catching on quickly after a sharp inhale. You could feel his smile against yours as the passion deepened, his hands falling to your sides as he held you steady as you balanced yourself against his surprisingly sturdy frame. Letting out a deep sigh as his hands curled around you, his palms flat against your spine as he stroked up and down, you found yourself leaning into him more, fingers pressing into the back of his neck as you kept him kissing you.
One of your hands pushed into his thick, tight curls as the other drifted back around and down his front, your fingers skirting over the buckle of his belt and hooking just below it, tugging his hips towards you. He came easily, putting up no resistance to your desire to have him closer to you.
Egon's breath haltered as he watched you in stunned silence, your fingers expertly, and quickly, unbuckling his belt and slowly, deftly, unzipping his pants. Looking up to him to make sure he was still on board, you caught his eyes, pupils wide, behind the slightly fogged lenses of his glasses. In response to the question you hadn't asked yet, you caught out of your peripheral the slight twitch of his cock, waiting impatiently for your touch.
As seductively as you could, you pulled his slacks down slightly, enough that you could hook your thumbs into the waistband of his white, y-fronts, watching as more of his cock was revealed until it sprang over the top.
He was an impressive length, and a thickness you could get used to with some practice. Looking at it, you considered that was probably why he so often wore looser slacks, given there was a lot for him to attempt to conceal. Without even realising it, you had begun to lick your lips, trying not to drool over yourself. So, to satiate your growing hunger, you wrapped your palm around the base of his length and began to stroke it.
Your movements were gentle, not too slow but not too fast. You were sure he had experienced some level of physical intimacy before, and he couldn't have gone forty years without some level of masturbation. Surely... but there was always a chance...
Either way, your ministrations against his thickening length had it pulsing and throbbing against the flat of your hand as you dragged it up and down, stroking his cock in rhythym with his breathing and matching the pace of his subconscious and almost imperceptible thrusting.
Despite having a grown man under your power, you were still preoccupied with his comfort, worried that you were moving things too quickly. So to counter your concerns, and keep things as pleasant as possible for you both, you took to looking deep into his eyes, past the lenses of his round frames. It was a piercing stare, one that was uncomfortable for only a moment before it deepened the intimacy, letting you see him in a completely new light as his jaw hung open and his tongue lapped at the air. You couldn't help but smile back at the lopsided grin he wore, your heartbeat unsteadied by the mere suggestion that you were making him happy.
A small, sultry giggle escaped your throat, and Egon groaned in reply, bucking his hips forward,standing on tiptoe and shuddering as he balanced himself back onto his heels again. Only when you felt the cooling of the warm liquid spread over your fingers did you realise what had happened.
With a quick glance down, you could see the last threads of cum spilling ont your hand from the flushed, pink head of Egon's cock. Drops and strands dripped down your knuckles, and as you loosened your grip, the action accompanied by a soft whimper from Egon, you fought the urge to lick your hand clean. There would be opportunities in the future to taste him, right now the priority was to assuage the concern you could see growing on his furrowed brow. You could feel your own underwear soaking in arousal at the idea of pushing Egon to climax so quickly, but he didn't seem to feel the same.
Looking to him, your mischievous grin was quickly contorted into an easy, comforting smile as you stood up and quickly kissed him. If your lips were firm against his, then there was no qay he could finish the entirely unnecessary apology that he was trying to make for what he felt was a speedy response to your touch. Resting your forehead against his, and letting his large nose press into yours, you pulled away from the deep kiss, a slowing tirade of softer ones following it until you were sure he would be quiet.
"It's ok, honestly. There's no need to apologise."
"Are you sure? I'd hate to be a disappointment."
"Hardly! In fact..."
You punctuated each word with a kiss, covering his cheeks, his chin, his neck and his collarbone in them.
"... I think it was pretty hot having that kind of power over you."
When you moved your lip back over his neck, you allowed your teeth to graze across his skin before sinking them in, closing your lips over and sucking at him, feeling his flesh warm in your mouth and delighting in the wet, smacking sound as you let go. With your drool settling in a strand against him, you bit your lip, suddenly a little embarrassed by the very forward nature of the bite. You waited for Egon's approval, or disapproval, of the flurry of affection, giggling when he finally spoke.
"To clarify, that bite was a positive response, yes?"
"Of course! I just wanted to... mark my territory. This way, whenever someone looks at you, they'll know you belong to someone. Just in case anyone else gets any ideas about being your first before I can get to you again."
Egon's fingers twitched, reachign instinctively in that recognisable flustered action to adjust his glasses, one side of his mouth lifted into a coy, but satisfied grin.
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