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aquasoftware · 4 months ago

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HOT PINK PANTIES…!! ★

Synopsis: One could put up with teasing for only so long before needing to pound you senseless, but Toji doesn’t fail to notice that him being vocal makes you feral.

CW: Dom! Toji/Sub! Reader implied multi rounds, lots of praise, degrading urself once, pet names : (Doll, good girl, pretty, angel, ma, mama), daddy kink, vocal Toji, dirty talk, doggystyle/reverse cowgirl, car sex, dick piercing! Toji (prince albert), breeding, creampie, edging, ass hickeys, begging, spanking, clit rubbing, profanity duh, unprotected sex, established relationship, etc/MDNI.

FT: Drabble

WC: 1.2k || Paring : Toji x F!Reader || M.L

"Oouh... Fuck, ma.." Your boyfriend lowly purred, making you partially bite your lip at his erotically laced voice. Toji was one who had rarely ever been vocal around you, so when he did let out a few moans here and there, boy did it make you weak in the knees.

And he knew what he was doing too, realizing whenever those exaggerated sounds were shoved out of his throat, something ignited in you, causing your beefy ass to rapidly jab back against his pelvis. Swearing up and down that if he recorded this in slow motion, the nefarious recoil would leave him dementedly hypnotized, but he was way too in the moment to pull out his phone right now.

The two of you have been going at it for who knows how long currently, plus Toji couldn't even wait until he got home with the way you were teasing him all night on your date. Besides, his needy little passenger princess also had the nerve to torture his poor hard cock while driving too.

Your boyfriend not bothering to warn you either already implied that you definitely had it coming, which was why the two of you had stopped on an empty roadside for your sore pussy to get pounded dumb in the backseat having the door kept wide open for a few potential passerby's; insanely grateful there were no other cars to be seen yet.

Smudging makeup on the light-colored seats without a care in the world, the only thing that you could focus on was your man's prince albert piercing continuously, nudging against that spongey-like g-spot inside of your velvet cunt.

"Mmngh, d—does my pussy feel good, daddy?" You asked breathlessly alongside whines slipping out, inquiring mind desprately craving his praise like it was the only thing on earth that mattered as drool trudged from underneath your glossy lips.

"Goddd, yes, Y/n, y'er squeezing my cock so fucking tight..." He fed you with affirmation well practically glorifying your body, while his fingers clung onto your hot-pink lacey panties sustaining an unhinged, swift pace, triggering you both to sense the traumatized car to aggressively shake.

"Haah, yeah, that's it, doll.. Fuck back." Toji arousingly demanded producing tiny goosebumps on top of your skin; his eyes slammed shut, engulfing in the heavenly experience at your pudgy fat butt, crushing his wide girth almost pushing his body back a couple of steps.

The way your boyfriend's tip-piercing kicked barbarically against every single sweet spot in those delicious walls, you were sure you were bound to cum just any minute. "Ohhh, s—shitt daddy, don't think I'ma last aah.." Stumbling back and forth on words, you cried out, becoming extremely close to orgasming as tears beaded up towards your lashline, scurrying to escape.

Both of you would probably need more than just two hands to count the number of rounds you've had yet. Toji had you creaming on his dick briskily each time; nobody could ever fuck better than him. “You comin'?" The black-haired man questioned; a lazy grin danced across his scarred lips.

"Mmph, yessss!" A long, amorous response dragged out of you, body on fire as it shook violently, aching arms falling limp on the seat, but still, your fingers began to chase at your plump clit, rubbing it with two fingers, aiding in an intense moment till Toji decided to pull out.

"Don't pull outtt, baby.." Whining at an intense orgasm, only slowly fading away simply because he relished in hearing you beg for him, hissing at the cold summer air that attacked your heated skin before he replied back.

"I wanna hear you beg first, mama." Toji cooed, patiently waiting for your reply, hearing a car whoosh past, doubting they could've seen anything going on anyway since it was nearly pitch black now the only light was a sprinkle of stars. Using a full hand, he harshly spanked your ass, providing an amused hum at the belligerent jiggle motion.

"Please, please, please, let me cum, daddy!" You urgently pleaded, dramatically gasping, when Toji boarderline slingshotted himself into your greedy sopping hole, angling deep at the right spot to instantly bring your climax back.

Muscles began to rhythmically convulse around his wide cock, forming it to twitch like a drum as your entire body began to shake. Noisy mewls spewed out of your plump lips, unable to control your hefty breathing, while your eyes moderately rolled back, leaving a dropped jaw beneath you.

"Such a good fucking girl," Toji praised with a slight groan,spanking your ass again, forcing you to jolt at the sudden action before he spoke once more to talk you through your high "Make a mess all over it, pretty." His words stroked your soul, giving you the push you needed to burst, compelling your spasming cunt to leave a thick ring of cum around your boyfriend's cock.

Pulling out, only to suck the soft flesh of your bubble butt, sinking his fingers into the tender, supple skin, creating dark hickeys everywhere. Toji tapped your leg, backing up, signaling you to get up for a small second, helping you stand on wobbly legs as he sat on the light-colored seat, recognizing the large damp patch you left from previous rounds.

Toji was always never completely done until he poured his seed into your womb. He patted his thigh for you to sit on his lap. A noticeable manspread appeared in front of your eyes. Strongly keen to please your man, you promptly hovered over his lap, aligning his cock to your still sensitive entrance, lightly squealing while you finally glided down.

You were so gorgeous from his point of view, watching the hair in the claw clip hop, scrunching your face as you bounced consistently, helping Toji eventually reach his own climax.

His balls vigorously tightened, grabbing your hips firmly enough to leave painful bruises bucking passionately into your core as the raspy moans and infiltration of sensual curses blew up out of his mouth, granting you motivation to bounce on his dick faster, hearing the skin-to-skin noises grow faster.

"I'm gonna breed you full angel. Is that okay?" Toji wheezed utterly out of breath, banking on your answer whether to cum inside or not, expecting his personally little fuck toy's approval.

"Yes, Toji, fill me up like 'm your filthy sluttt...!" You whinily implored, and who was Toji to deny that request? He thought, thrusting up a couple more times until broad ribbons practically buckets full of semen were released in your wholly bred womb, ending the night with a warm creampie.

Except for some odd reason for him, it was like finding an Easter egg, keeping it mentally noted: "Moan way more often when having sex with my girlfriend."

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kentoxo · 1 month ago

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friction | reader (f) x crush!nanami pt.9

pairing: reader (f) x crush!nanami

synopsis: [AU] you have always had a crush on nanami. since the day you were hired as his personal assistant, you've been right at his side combating numbers and making money within the finance department for the company you two worked for. but, things take a turn when nanami catches wind of your feelings, and rejects you. little did he know the weight of his mistake.

warnings: angst, heartbreak, sexual tension, jealousy (future smut)

a/n: prepare urself. next chapter may or may not be crazy. once again (the usual) spam of thank yous. all of your kind words both in replies and reblogs makes my heart sing. to those who said they want to be part of the taglist-- i reopened it! i might have missed those who recently asked to be on it so pls reply to this chapter so i can get you :( so sorry for my lack of meticulousness.

all parts: pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, pt.4, pt.5, pt.6, pt.7, pt.8,

December | Tokyo, Japan | Saturday

You had to call out the following Thursday and Friday.

The cold you manifested was wreaking havoc on your body, the constant shivering now straining your muscles and bones. You couldn’t even find comfort in your bed, as you’d sneeze and cough, or dash to the bathroom during the waves of nausea. You were grateful to not have gotten frostbite, but damn this cold bites!

It was nice to have some space away from work, and Nanami. You deduced that this cold was inevitable, as the stress that loomed over since your confession (and second rejection). But this wasn’t fun either, as you could barely make yourself a cup of coffee while also having to answer Haibara every few minutes, who wanted to make sure you were doing well. It was bittersweet to say the least.

As you cuddle your heating pad meant for your tummy, you begin to scroll carelessly on your phone. Although it was your day off, and you were sick, you often liked to check your work emails. You like to be extra prepared for Monday, as those were the days when you have bigger workloads to tackle. As you scrolled, you stumbled upon an email directly from Takada shacho. Before you could open it however, there was a gentle knocking at your door.

“Coming…” you say weakly, quickly finding a mask on your bedside table. Comforting the straps around your ears, you make a slow walk towards your door. You get on your tiptoes to look through the peephole, only to back away in shock and slight embarrassment. “N-Nanami kacho? What are you… doing here?” You proceed to cough.

“I came to check on you,” Nanami hums from behind the door. “I know you’ve been sick due to my shortcomings. I wanted to see how you were faring.”

“A-ah, I see,” you stammer nervously. You were hoping not to see him until Monday, but luck still remains anywhere but your side. “You could have just called me as well…”

“I felt… that it would be best to come in person,” Nanami begins shyly. The sound of plastic shuffling joins. “I, um, also brought some things to treat you. If it’s okay with you, may I please come in?”

You go a bit pale, “um… I don’t really want to get you sick. I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to come in and–”

“I don’t care. I’d like to see you, and make sure you are well.” Nanami interrupts you with a stern tone. His words sounded non-negotiable, and you didn’t want to [fuck around and] find out if you refused his entry. Reluctantly, you unlocked your door and slowly opened it, revealing the tall man before you.

His hair was once again messy, lazily pulled back with his fingers. He was covered in snow, of course, but had gloves on to protect himself from potential frostbite. You look down at his two large bags he got from 7-Eleven. You move out of his way and let him place the bags down. He closes the door behind him, and begins to untie his scarf from around his neck. As he did, you offered your hands out to take it from him.

“Let me,” you offer in a hoarse voice.

Nanami looks down at you, “you’re sick. Thank you, but I can hang it myself. Please feel free to go back to bed.”

“A-ah, but you’re my guest,” you insisted through weak coughs. “My mom would reprimand me if she saw the way I was hosting you right now. I haven’t even boiled tea…”

Nanami, now just in a sweatshirt and his joggers, quickly puts on his slippers and offers his hand to you. You look up at him confused. “Come and sit down,” he coos, taking your hand and guiding you towards your living room. He gently allows you to take a seat on the couch, which is quite the relief considering you were exasperating just from answering the door.

Through small coughs, you watch as Nanami brings his bags to the kitchen, and begins to unpack them. He silently takes out a few vegetables and cartons of broth. A pool of pill bottles also leave the bag, along with other cold suppressants. “Can I,” you start hesitantly, your index fingers looping around one another, “can I offer you a cup of coffee?”

“No,” Nanami shot you down quickly, “I’d rather you rest than concern yourself with me. Though, the offer in your condition is very touching.”

Your cold now felt like a fever, as your cheeks went completely hot. You looked crazy, your hair and makeup undone. Your pajamas were ornate with little ducks, and you don’t even have tea prepared. And here was this effortless, handsome man in your house, with a pot in his hands and his eyes navigating your tiny kitchen. It was an honor to see him outside of his work clothes, as it still made your heart run.

“Are there any vegetables you don’t like?” Nanami asks gently.

You sit up promptly, staring distantly towards the pot that was now full of water and preparing to boil. “I’m not a big fan of daikon in my soup,” you reply awkwardly. “A bit too strong for me.”

Nanami looks over at you and gives you a small smile, “I would have never expected that you didn’t like daikon, Y/N.”

“In soup, I’m not a fan,” you quickly mend the confusion, “soups are meant to be calming, not crazy.”

“Daikon makes soup crazy?” Nanami continues, amused by your detest.

“It’s a bit much,” You exclaim weakly. “Just me personally, I can’t deal with all that sass.”

“Sass?” Nanami finally lets out a chuckle, “what a way to describe a vegetable you don’t like.” As he cleans the vegetables he provided, he couldn’t help but continue to smile. “So this is what you’re like outside of work,” he whispers to himself. But your ears catch his words quickly.

You feel your cheeks burn from shyness. But as you stared at the back of Nanami’s head, you remembered all the tears you’ve shed these last 2 weeks. Your heart still hurts, even while sharing a warm conversation like this. He was still the man who you confessed to, and broke your heart twice. You look distant towards your window, seeing the snow slowly fall over the city.

“You don’t have to cook for me, Nanami kacho,” you say quietly, “you have done enough, so thank you. I can do the rest from here.”

Nanami purposely ignores you as he begins to chop a carrot. “What do I have to do in order to stop you from calling me kacho?” Your neck snaps back to look at him, noticing Nanami’s seriousness from his side profile.

You drop your hands to grip the end of the couch, squeezing it to calm you down. “You’ve made it very clear what kind of relationship we have. It’s inappropriate otherwise, so from your perspective, I should proceed with calling you kacho.”

“Y/N, please.”

“Please what?” A bit of attitude left the tip of your tongue. You jump in fear. Just because you were hurt doesn’t change the fact that Nanami is still your boss. The man that signs off your hours. ”Ah, I’m sorry. I don’t mean to use that kind of tone. I just… think it’s best that we revert back to honorifics.”

“I disagree,” Nanami hums from the kitchen. He begins to look through your spice pantry (which you were surprised he knew where to find it) and pulls out your pepper. “How spicy would you like your soup?”

“You told me that you are my boss, and I am your assistant,” you repeated his words from the night before. “You want comradery but don’t see me as anything beyond your colleague.” You tighten your grip on your couch. “And...not so spicy, for the soup.”

You were sick. Having to bring this conversation up once more was making you even sicker.

“Y/N, I misspoke,” Nanami says firmly, closing the pot with a lid to allow the soup to simmer. He grabs a glass from your cupboard and goes over to pour water from the pitcher. Pouring the water generously, he makes his way over to you with a few of the pills he purchased. “Here, I have a few supplements you can take now. The painkillers will be for after you eat.”

“I know how to take care of myself,” you murmur. Nanami takes a seat next to you, pouring the pills into one hand while carefully handing you the water in the other. Lowering your mask, you swallow the pills like morsels, and follow it with sips of water. “Feel free to go after this. Thank you for setting up the soup, I can take it from here.”

Nanami eyes your face, making you blush even more. You were thankful that you were sick, as the hue on your cheeks can be explained by your current health. Putting the cup down, you quickly busy yourself once more by taking the decorative blanket on the couch and covering yourself with it. As you did, a finger appears before your face. You halt, watching as Nanami begins to drag some sort of salve on your lips. His middle finger gently drags the petroleum-like substance against your bottom lip, before swiping the rest against your top lip.

You could explode right then and there. Your nausea wave was a bit more intense, but more so from the intensity of Nanami’s gaze, and his touch against your chapped lips. Your heart was beating hard, and you couldn’t move. Like yesterday, you were frozen. His touch, despite his muscular stature, was gentle, soft. It felt like butter.

“S-sorry,” Nanami immediately pulled his hand away. He quickly looks away from you, hints of pink at the edge of his cheekbones. “I overstepped. I’m very, very sorry Y/N.”

“It’s fine,” you quickly spew, “just… wash your hands before you touch anything else or yourself. I would hate for you to get sick because of me.”

“A-ah, right,” he concurs, quickly jogging to the kitchen to wash his hands. Drying his hands with a towel, he once again joins you on the couch. “I will admit, I didn’t just come here to care for you. I wanted us to… discuss more about our conversation the other night.”

Here he goes. Opening a wound that is long but healed. “What else is there to talk about?” You say, coughing a bit to clear your throat. You felt light headed from how congested you are, especially since talking so much. And now, Nanami was forcing you to engage in a conversation that led to your feelings being hurt more. “We both expressed our feelings to one another, and came to the conclusion that our relationship should strictly stay as a coworker dynamic.”

“That’s what I wanted to talk to you about, actually,” Nanami begins quietly. His eyes keep at your coffee table, with fingers weaving together slowly. He looks pensive, like he’s looking for the right words to say. But even within those thoughts, he was uneasy. “Hold on.” In a moment, he pulls off his sweatshirt, revealing himself in a black, skin tight shirt. This would be the first time you truly saw his physique, seeing as the shirt hugs into the dents and divots of his pecs and abs. The short sleeves give temptation to his muscular arms. His torso was enough to make any woman submissive.

You look away, but still hold your ground, “if that is the case, then I’d like to apologize again for my feelings towards you. I’m working on letting them go so they no longer pose as a nuisance or discomfort for you. And if need be, I understand if you’d rather distant our work relationship, or transfer me back to Sales.”

This is when Nanami faces you again, “Y/N, look at me.”

His tone wasn’t aggressive nor strict, but you felt submissive to his request. You slowly turn, your eyes finding their way to his own. Hazel eyes bore into yours, and you noticed his bottom lip snug between his teeth.

“That night when you confessed to me, I didn’t quite understand what it all meant for me,” Nanami begins quietly. He tightens his hold on his hands. “I’ve never really known what to do when people confess to me. But I was so used to not reciprocating those feelings that rejecting them was as easy as breathing.”

“You’re a little too good at it,” you let out, your heart jolting from the memory of the rejection.

“And for that I apologize,” Nanami quickly spews, “not only for hurting your feelings, but for lying to you.”

“Lying to me?” You felt your forehead going hot. “About what?”

“About my feelings towards you,” Nanami’s tone hinted at a dash of embarrassment, “Admittedly, not even I knew I was lying to you until I finally gave it some thought.”

You could only stare at him, trying to find some sense in his face. But as you stared at him, you noticed a break of conviction in his hazel eyes. His usual professional demeanor was absent, leaving you with a Nanami you’ve never met before. His confidence wavers, and before you was a red-faced, shy man.

“Kento,” you begin, causing him to jump from his first name leaving your tongue. “I’d feel worse if you’re feigning liking me for the sake of making up with me. I told you, it is my fault for liking you.”

“If you’re taking fault for that,” Nanami begins, his eyes diverting away from you, “then it is also your fault for making me like you back.”

Huh? You felt hot, cold, and dizzy. His words were nauseating, and you were confident you were green in the face. Your hands and arms shake with nerves, goosebumps ornate all over your body. Before you could even utter another word, you feel yourself going faint.

“Y/N?” Your name sounded distant. Before you knew it, your eyes flutter shut, pitch black surrounding you.

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kitthegobgob · 2 months ago

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this nerd trynna stop us lmao

These nerds tryna stop me lmao

#dnd #dumbass #l bozo #go f urself lol #boomer #kitsadventurediary

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cfyslvr · 22 days ago

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General bf headcanons

→ author's note: yes I'm fully aware that it's chifuyu's birthday in like 2 weeks and I should be writing for him but I randomly pulled a handful of mikey headcanons from my ass and I need to put them out somewhere. chifuyu's birthday fic coming soon as well!

→ summary: general headcanons with silly dark impulse man as ur boyfie 🤲🏻

→ warnings: so much fluff, possibly a bit ooc but I'm trying my best, a teensy bit of smut and angst at the end, mikey x f!reader

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- i feel like before you stared dating and in the very early stages of your relationship, he would try to act more mature around you in order to seem "cool", but once he gets comfortable around you, he'll turn into his usual self.

- it would take him awhile to let you see his vulnerable side, but once u do there's no going back.

- I also feel like it would take him awhile to say "i love you", like I think he would just stick to constantly saying "i like you" instead until he's comfortable enough to say love.

- love language: physical touch. I won't let anyone tell me otherwise.

- he's also really into pda, would constantly be clinging to you. wether it's just holding your hand when walking, hugging you from behind when you're talking to someone or resting his head on your lap when you're sitting next to each other, he absolutely loves touching you.

- if you think the amount of clinginess in public is a lot, you're not prepared to hear just how clingy he is in private.

- absolutely adores holding you and being held by you.

- I feel like he would be a switch when it comes to big and little spoon.

- like he would love being able to hold you close to his chest and play with your hair while listening to your soft snores.

- but also adores being able to bury his face into your chest or shoulder and just let you treat him like your baby.

- regardless of how long you have been together, even after years, he would instantly melt when you initiate physical contact.

- he loves it when you rest your head on his shoulders when you're watching movies together, he feels very protective of you and wants to make you feel safe.

- idk about u but I would love to just sit on his lap while squishing those chubby cheeks of his 🤷🏻‍♀️

- he would legit stare at you like you're some type of goddess whenever you treat him with such gentleness and care.

- literally just sitting there and staring at u with eyes full of love and affection for you as u sit and caress his cheeks.

- also loves it when u play with his hair.

- he also loves kissing u sm.

- he's the clingiest in the morning.

- he would love kissing u the first thing he does when he wakes up.

- doesn't give af about bad breath, he just needs ur lips against his

- absolutely loves having sleepovers together.

- if you're someone who wakes up early, be prepared to wait atleast a few more hours for him to wake up and another longer amount of time for him to be ready to get out of bed.

- he loves ur body so much.

- personally I believe that he really doesn't give a flying f about your body type.

- would get jokingly mad at u if u ever speak badly of urself cuz how dare u insult his beautiful gf like that???

- oh, ur chubby? PERFECT.

- he would love to lift ur shirt up to reveal ur tummy and rest his cheek against it.

- also often gives u affectionate little kisses on it as well.

- he can't help it, you're just so cute to him.

- thicc thighs? i think you mean his personal pillows.

- he would love placing his head between ur thighs (in an innocent way) when he's playing games or watching something.

- he would share his food with you and you only.

- if you two buy a bag of taiyaki and there's only one left, he'll either split it and give you the bigger piece or just let you have the entire thing.

- yeah he loves you so much he would give up his precious taiyaki for you.

- he loves putting food into your mouth just to lean in and take a bite out of it so your lips touch.

- sometimes he would buy an entire bag of pocky sticks and make you do the pocky challenge with each and every stick.

- he adores kissing you and receiving kisses from you.

- he loves it when u kiss him with lipstick on and leave a mark on him.

- sometimes he'd make you put on lipstick and then kiss his entire face so he's covered in your marks.

- would take a kajillion pictures of himself covered in your kiss marks.

- I feel like he would steal your lipstick and put it on so he can return the favor and cover your face with his marks aswell.

- his favorite place to receive kisses (other than his lips) are his cheeks and forehead.

- i think he would be extremely weak to neck kisses, like every time he feels ur warm breath against his pulse point it just sends a small shiver down his spine.

- despite being a fearsome leader of toman and the "invincible mikey", I feel like he'd feel so proud of himself if you call him cute.

- he loves every single compliment you might give him, but the sound of your soothing voice telling him just how cute he is while he's stuffing his mouth full with dorayaki just makes the butterflies in his stomach go crazy.

- he hates school but would go just so he gets to spend time with you.

- no one would ever dare to bully you bc he's like your own personal bodyguard.

- you would also never have to worry about any other girls bc he don't gaf about anyone except for u.

- he would be SUPER protective of you. like he would never let anyone hurt you in any way.

- but if it somehow happened that you did get hurt, he would risk going to jail for murdering the person who dared to touch you.

- he often asks his closest friends (draken, mitsuya, baji, etc.) to take care of you whenever he isn't able to.

- like if you think someones following you at night and he can't come help you (for whatever reason), best believe keisuke will be right there to help you instead.

- his favorite dates are either napping together, staying home and just watching movies or cuddling and going on nighttime rides on his bike.

- he would often take you to more secluded areas so he has some alone time with you.

- when you two are completely alone on a beautiful starry night, that's when he gets more vulnerable with you.

- would tell you how much you mean to him and how your relationship is one of the best things that's ever happened to him.

- would talk a lot about your future together, imagining your life as a married couple and talking about your future children.

- he would ask questions like "do you think we're soulmates in every universe?"

- i feel like he would follow u around when you're doing your own hobbies just to be closer to you.

- example, if you're religious, he would go to church with you every sunday just to stay close with you.

- he gets jealous very easily and is super annoying about it.

- if he saw you talking to a guy he doesn't know for a little too long, he would come up from behind you, wrap his arms around your waist and glare at the guy menacingly until he left.

- would be super whiny about it after aswell.

- he would even get jealous if you're giving more attention to animals than him.

- "is that street cat really that much more important that your own boyfriend?"

- despite him preferring that everyone calls him mikey, he would instantly turn into putty if you call him manjiro.

- he just loves the way it rolls of your tongue.

- speaking of tongues 🫢

- remember when I said he loves kissing u?

- well make out sessions also aren't a rare occasion.

- infact, you two would make out a few times a week.

- he just loves the feeling of ur tongue against his.

- he would be completely into making out in public for everyone to see, but wouldn't do it in case you're not into it.

- he may be an idiot, but he respects your boundaries in every way.

- he would never do anything to force himself onto u.

- would be completely okay with both waiting and not waiting until marriage.

- he thinks that sex isn't amongst the most important things to keep a relationship strong and healthy.

- that doesn't mean he hasn't had dirty thoughts or wet dreams about you.

- I feel like he would feel super ashamed of it when he has his first wet dream about you.

- like it just feels so wrong thinking about his gorgeous girlfriend in such a lewd and lustful way.

- but once you reassure him that you're not uncomfortable with it, he starts growing more comfortable with it.

- after awhile, he would get so comfortable with it that he starts telling u in detail what he dreamed of doing to u.

- although tbh I feel like he wouldn't have wet dreams of you that often.

- he would have sweet dreams the most.

- but every once awhile he'll have horrible nightmares of losing you.

- it's either something horrible happening to you or you just leaving him when he needs you the most.

- that's when he'll need a lot of reassurance from you.

- he'll be even more clingy than usual after he wakes up from a dream where u got hurt.

- the thought of losing you scares him shitless

- i think I'll wrap it up here, but if I think of anything else I'll make sure to add it in the future, hope you enjoyed reading this !!

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