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Vesuvia weekly ; Watching the courtiers sleep!
Pairing : The courtiers x reader
Fandom : The Arcana visual novel
Warnings : none. Pure fluff.
You were simply walking down the corridors of the third floor of the palace, simply curious about what was there, since you had never visited before. However, you stumble upon their doors slightly ajar...
Valdemar :
You either see them lying on their back with their hands on their chest or on their side. The cover hides basically all of them except for their head. They lay down almost perfectly flat. They do not make a single noise ; if you didn't see their chest softly rising and falling you'd think they were dead.
They look shockingly peaceful and comfortable. You envy them.
They're actually a heavy sleeper (they have to sleep for three days like come on) but they would know if you were to even take a single step in their room and you'd die on spot.
But when they're awake they are like... Awake.
Vulgora :
You hear them before you even see them. They snore. Loudly.
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They're sprawled out onto their bed like a star, either on their back or stomach. The covers are covering barely half of their body.
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They're a heavy sleeper and move around a lot while asleep.
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They wake up before the sun ; because the sun is lazy. They are better than the sun. They're faster, stronger, brighter, and they have more gas.
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Volta :
She's all curled up into a ball under her covers, like a little bird in its nest. Her breath whistles slightly in the night and she covers her ears with her blanket.
The little pair of wings on her head flutter here and there, and she does move around a lot, but tries her best to hide her face and ears for some reason.
Very light sleeper ; the sound of your breathing could wake her up
Tries to keep herself as warm as she can.
Vlastomil :
He, unsurprisingly, is snuggled up in his covers like a burrito. Reject humanity, return to worm. He wiggles around in his sleep sometimes, in a circular pattern, clockwise.
And when he's completed the circle, he wakes up.
Pretty average sleeper, goes through the normal phases of sleep and actually has pretty restful nights... If you forget about the moisture.
He sweats a lot, despite loving to be wrapped in his blanket like that.
Valerius :
Probably the most normal of them all. You find him sleeping on his back, one arm behind his head and his other hand resting on his chest, the covers up to his torso.
He keeps his hair in a bun for the night
Does have trouble falling asleep sometimes
Bonus! - Cuddling with the courtiers!
Valdemar :
1. Big spoon (to your great surprise)
2. Onto you weighed blanket style
Shockingly gentle yet firm grip ; they love the warmth and softness of you but will never admit it.
Vulgora :
1. Crushes you. Prepare to try not to suffocate. Sprawled out onto you as if they were sleeping normally.
2. The same but while holding you.
Firm grip, but will loosen it when they hear you can barely breathe. Loves your scent.
Volta :
1. Hold her close to you, envelop her in your arms and keep her safe. Loves your warmth too, and insists you're entirely covered in the blanket as well.
2. Small spoon, and clings to your hands.
Doesn't hold on to you, prefers being held by you to feel safe.
Vlastomil :
1. Coils around you worm style.
2. But likes to be held too.
Will profusely apologize about sweating too much.
Downsides : he takes the covers all to himself.
Valerius :
1. Small spoon. I rest my case.
Will act as if he is simply ok with it and doesn't enjoy it as much as he does.
You better not talk about this to anyone, he'll... Do nothing, he loves you too much.
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ITâS YOUR BIRTHDAY???? happy birthday angel i hope you have the beeeeeeest time đ„čđ„čđ„č sending so much love đ«¶đ»đ«¶đ»đ«¶đ»đ«¶đ»đ«¶đ»
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#it's a day#that comes once a year and i try not to think about it#but apparently i was optimistic when i queued that dino up :p hes like such a cutie tho he made me smile so yay <3#thank you bby ily đ#ngl looking forward to stalking you when i go home after my shift as a bday gift to myself xD#feel free to share some bday smut/fluff thots if you feel like it đ#missing greg my beloved rn#cause work is KICKING MY BUTT and im sleepy so i just want cuddles but i gotta be An Adult :p#i saw you posted the next part of ivy and i am EXCITEDDDDDD#even tho i know it said angst and ur gonna break my HEARTTTT#gonna attack u with feral thots đ#gonna shut up now#thank u so much again it made me smile to see this!!#madness criesssssss#(cause fay is a cutie and im in love)#madness rambles#madness answers
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currently thinking about feral!logan from x-men: origins and what if it had lasted longer. i am a v strong believer in letting logan be feral! it's a part of his mutation, he's not fully human and that's okay! let him act like an animal sometimes!
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you had inherited your grandparents farm after they died. it was out in the middle of nowhere, peaceful and quiet.
when you find logan in the old barn that hasnât been used in a few years, he reminds you of a frightened animal. he doesnât remember what itâs like to be human, has no memories, and so his animal instincts from his mutation have taken over.
he growls at you when you approach, claws coming out, and so you stop a few feet away from him.
âi wonât hurt you, itâs okay.â you say soothingly. despite his threatening exterior, thereâs something that tells you he isnât a danger to you. he could hurt you, the sharp claws make that clear, but you donât believe he will.
you run back inside the house to heat up some leftovers and bring a plate out to him. he eats like a man starved, and with him distracted you manage to get closer to him.Â
afterwards, he follows you into the house. you can tell he trusts you more now.
you offer him clothes that you find in the guest room, clothes that are too small for him but itâs better than nothing, and you set him up there to sleep.
he doesnât know what to do with the bed, and hates the fact that you left him alone. he grows restless, and so later that night when youâre already asleep he sneaks into your room and curls up on the floor to watch over you.
he becomes really protective of you after that, like a guard dog.
he can smell the dip in your scent when youâre upset and he tries so hard to brighten your mood. he cuddles you and scents you because thatâs what his instincts tell him will make you feel better and it does, you giggle and tightly hug him back.
eventually you convince him to sleep in your bed, since no matter how many times you tell him not to sleep on your floor, you always wake up to him there.
he starts to become more human with time, but you remind him that he doesnât have to be. itâs obvious heâs most comfortable when he can be what he is, although you do enjoy it now that he can verbally respond to you.
his first word is âmineâ, when he wakes up in the darkness of your now-shared room from a nightmare he doesnât fully understand, pulling you closer to him as if youâll leave if he lets go.
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Matt Rempe - NSFW ALPHABET
Note: If youâre confused as to why this isnât F1 related, I also watch hockey. Been watching this man for some time now and I canât believe there isnât more content on here for him. Guyâs a catch. But do not worry, I am here to solve that problem. Anyway, enjoy. As always this is VERY juicy đđ
A - Aftercare. (what heâs like after sex)
Matt is a big aftercare guy but not in the way you would think. I think he would be the one to receive it mostly. Yeah, heâs very considerate and caring and will always make sure that you are alright after sex, but this big guy is the one who will act like a little baby in need for affection and love. All he wants to do after sex is cuddle and put his head on your chest so you can play with his hair as you praise him for how good he was and how amazing he made you feel. Donât be fooled by the fact that heâs a 6â7â aggressive guy on the ice because outside of it he is just adorable.
B - Bodypart. (favorite body part of his and his partnerâs)
Definitely his hands and back. He takes good care of his body because his role on the ice is more on the physical side, so he has to stay fit. His hands help him at throwing the punches that everyone loves to see at the games. But theyâre also one of the things that makes you horny the most, so thatâs another reason for why he loves them. Theyâre just so big and strong that he could lift you up like you weight nothing. He knows you got a thing for them, especially when his fists are bruised and bloody from a fight. You care deeply about his well being and youâre always worried for him when he gets himself in fights, but you just canât help but imagine his fingers in your mouth, tightening around your throat or deep inside your pussy. And heâs more than okay with that. Heâll tease you about it just to make you nervous a bit, but heâs 100% into it himself. And his back? Itâs huge. He loves it when you come up behind him and press your face into it, or when heâs fucking you so good you just canât help but scratch it with your nails, almost making it bleed. It just makes him fuck you harder, and he enjoys the sting and the pain that comes with it.
On you, he gets feral about your lips and your tits. Heâs always looking at your lips when you talk and will almost always be the one going in for a smooch. He canât resist them, especially when you use your favorite flavored lip glosses on them. Heâll pull you in for a kiss without a care in the world that now his own lips are coated in your pink strawberry gloss. To him, thereâs nothing better in this world than having you all for himself. But when he has you on your knees, with wide teary eyes looking up at him, struggling to take all of him in your throat, while his base is covered in your pink lipgloss? Yeah, thatâs gotta be one of the best things he ever experienced in his life. And your tits? This man worships them. Of course, he loves all of you, but thereâs just something about your breasts that drives him INSANE. He canât keep his eyes away from you when youâre wearing tight clothes that just makes them pop out of your chest, and you always have to remind him not to be so obvious, especially when youâre in public and everyone can see him just shamelessly staring and almost drooling at the sight of them. He never listens though, and he has half a mind not to just grab them and play with them in front of everyone to see. He also loves it when you let him cum on them and his seed is slowly dripping down towards your stomach. He is nasty like that. The way theyâre just bouncing up and down when heâs fucking you stupid is also a big turn on for him. Heâll slap your tits, squeeze them, suck on them, bite them and leave marks, anything. He is obsessed and he has no shame about it.
C - Cum. (anything to do with cum)
He likes it messy 100%.
He makes the decision of where heâs going to cum in the heat of the moment. If you give him permission to cum wherever he wants, he turns into a maniac. When youâre blowing him, although he loves it when you swallow, he thinks itâs HOT AS FUCK when some of his cum gets on your face. It gets him hard again in a matter of seconds. And then heâll want to take your pussy for a spin and come inside. He gets so pumped knowing that he gets to leave a part of him inside of you, itâs almost possessive. He has so much cum to give you, and he loves that youâll take it anytime and everywhere he wants. Heâll squeeze orgasm after orgasm from you just to see both your releases dripping out of your tight pussy, making a mess everywhere. If heâs taking you doggy style, heâll cum both inside AND outside of your cunt, sometimes taking some of it on his fingers and spreading it on your ass or making you suck on them so you can taste how good he got you.
D - Dirty secret.
Matt wants to fuck you in your sleep. Now letâs not get it twisted, he would never do such thing without your consent. He kind of felt ashamed for wanting something like that, since itâs not a fantasy that everyone has, he thinks. But he canât help thinking about it anytime he comes home at night after a game and he finds you asleep in his bed, with just one of his shirts to cover you, leaving your soft legs bare, slightly spread and so inviting. You look so peaceful, like an angel. Your hair is tousled all over the pillow, your lips are parted just a bit and your skin is beautiful and glowy in the pale moonlight creeping through his window. Heâs so tired, but all he could think about since the game was over was you. Coming home to you, kissing you, having you in his arms. He knows you have your own busy schedule and you canât always stay up just to wait for him to come back, and he never gets mad when he finds you already fast asleep. But sometimes it gets overwhelming for him. All he wants to do then is run his hands softly on your body so he wonât wake you up, get down and spread your legs wider so he can see your pretty pussy, already wet just from his light touches. He swears heâs never gonna get enough of how sensitive and responsive you are to him, even when youâre unconscious. Heâd get feral over your scent and wonât resist tasting you. Heâd keep his movements slow and steady while heâd look up at you, observing every whine you let out in your sleep, every time your brows would furrow, how your breathing would pick up. And even though he would love to have you cumming on his tongue, his dick is just too hard itâs almost painful for him. Heâs humping the bed as he is eating you out, desperate to feel some relief. His selfish side would convince him that you love him anyway and you wouldnât mind if heâd just slip it in.
E - Experience. (how experienced he is)
He is still in his early 20âs so I assume heâs not had a crazy amount of experiences. That, but also because he barely even had the time to get girlfriends anyway. To him, hockey was always one of his top priorities, and he chose to dedicate himself to it, because he knew thatâs how you get to the top. Sure, he did have a few girlfriends in the past, but the sex was always kind of vanilla and bland. Probably because he never felt true love before you. When you two started being intimate he wasnât too bad, he was still able to make you cum, unlike most men before him, but you could feel that something just wasnât right with him. So you spent more time in building up his trust and making him feel more comfortable, assuring him that you would never judge him. He told you about how he wanted to experience more but he didnât get the chance yet, and was more than excited to hear the same thing coming from you. You two spent a lot of time after that trying new things, testing your limits, and needless to say, he gained up a lot of experience just from doing things with you.
F - Favorite position.
Doggy or cowgirl. Normally, he fucks you in any position he can, and heâs not shy in changing them frequently just to make things more exciting and pleasurable for you. This man will have you everywhere and in any way youâll let him.
But to him, thereâs just something special about you in all fours, in such a degrading position. He loves you with all his heart, but heâll fuck you like he hates you when youâre in doggy. He goes crazy over the desperate sounds you make, the way you grip the sheets or the headboard like your life depends on it as he is fucking you hard and fast. The way your ass jiggles when heâs thrusting his hips into you. Heâll spank you multiple times just to see your ass cheeks go red with his handprints, heâll squeeze it, pull out of you for a brief moment just to bite it. This position doesnât give him the best view of your face though, which he hates at some point, but not to worry about that! Matt will immediately grab you by the neck and yank you towards him so your back is glued to his chest as he squeezes your cheeks and forcing you to look at him. Now he can see all of you. How pretty you look with tears of overstimulation in your eyes, your makeup smudged all over your face and your fucked out expression. His pace would never cease, only increase while he busies himself by gripping your tits or flicking at your puffy, too sensitive clit, eager to make you fall apart again. Heâll groan in your ear and tease you, praise you and degrade you, because he knows you love it when he tells you youâre a good girl and a desperate cockslut both at the same time.
And cowgirl? His go-to when heâs feeling a bit too needy and submissive. As I said, he might be a huge guard dog most of the time, but deep down he adores it when heâs being taken care of and controlled, in a loving maner. Especially when heâs tired and can barely move, but still wants you. Heâll whine and push his face into your boobs and be extra touchy, hoping youâll get the hint. After some time in the relationship you start to pick up on this habit of his and you happily indulge. Youâll have this man whimpering, squirming and grabbing at everything he can while you ride him. You never really looked forward to being on top before Matt, but with him things changed. You feel like a goddess when youâre riding him and keeping control of the pace while he is right there in front of you, with his head buried in your tits or slightly leaned back, looking at you like youâre going to be the death of him. Like he wants to possess you.
G - Goofy.
I would say he is goofy in bed, yeah. Heâll poke your sides or your butt, will randomly bite you and laugh when you yelp and jokingly push him away. But when things get serious, heâs rather more focused.
H - Hair.
Not shaved entirely but he keeps it neat and clean, trimmed short. Anything more than that is just too messy for him.
I - Intimacy. (how is he during the moment)
BIG on intimacy. Usually the mood is set by whatever the situation might be in the moment, but heâs always romantic. Not over the top type of romantic, but you can feel it. He pours his love into every touch, every word and every gesture. And even when he fucks you rough, heâll always do something small to remind you that he loves you, like pressing a kiss to your forehead, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, looking you deep in the eyes.
J - Jack off. (masturbation)
Mattâs the horniest bitch youâve ever seen. Itâs so easy for him to get hard if heâs thinking of you, seeing or touching you. Youâre tying your hair? Heâs bricked up. Youâre cutting some vegetables for your dinner? Heâs throbbing in his boxers. Most of the time you offer to help him, but when heâs away from you for games heâs losing his mind. Thankfully, youâre lovely enough to always send him some special material when heâs away, and now he just has a whole ass private album on his phone with pictures and videos of you that he can masturbate to. He prefers to facetime you though, so you can do it together. But if youâre not available at that moment, the videos will do.
Will 100% send you a video to show you how desperate he is for you and how much he misses you.
K - Kink. (what kink/s does he have?)
I think he would be into light BDSM. Not the hardcore shit, just a bit of restraining and discipline for the most part. Heâd love to have your wrists tied up and boss you around a bit more, if youâre into that. As much as he likes when you have your moments of taking control, he loves to take it from you and have you arching off the bed and rolling your eyes to the back of your head while heâs overstimulating your pussy.
Another one would be size kink. I donât need to explain it too much. Youâre so much smaller than him, he fears he might break you in half sometimes, even when you tell him that you can take it. But it also excites him knowing how much power he has over your tiny body. Heâs manhandling you in any position he desires with ease.
I donât know if itâs a kink, but he definitely has a thing for squirting. Heâs so big, in all ways. You can barely take all of him and when heâs fucking you nice and good you feel like heâs abusing every inch of your cunt, in the best way possible. The first time you squirted you were left in shock and embarrassment, because, obviously youâve never done that before him and you thought he might not like it. But oh boy, how wrong you were. He groaned and slowed down a bit but couldnât take his eyes off the mess you made on both of you. It was the hottest thing heâs ever seen.
âFuck. Look at that, my baby made a mess.â he smirked, tilting his head to the side and biting his lip. His eyes caught your wide ones and then he leaned closer to you, squeezing your cheeks and placing a messy kiss to your lips. âAgain. I want you to do that again for me, yeah?â he said, and you didnât get the chance to respond before he started thrusting into you again, picking up his aggressive pace.
L - Location. (favorite places to have sex)
For the most part, he prefers having you in privacy, on his bed or yours. Of course, sex with Matt will never be boring. Heâll fuck you in every surface of the apartment. But he isnât a big fan of public sex. Mostly because he doesnât want to put you in an uncomfortable position or ruin his reputation. After all, heâs playing in the NHL and people like to talk. The last thing he wants is to have people spread word of him fucking his girlfriend for all to see. It could end bad.
Car sex also isnât a problem, as long as youâre well hidden.
M - Motivation. (what gets him going)
Like I said, you could do any random thing and this man will get bricked up, and thatâs because heâs just obsessed with you. But what gets him going the most is seeing you get all dolled up for him and admitting that the effort is all for him, while youâre touching him teasingly with your hands and batting your eyelashes innocently at him. Or when youâre attending his games and he can spot you for a brief moment in the crowd, cheering and wearing his jersey, his number and name on your back. You wear it with such pride that itâs making him burst. He fucked you a few times while you were wearing it, by the way. ;) . And he came hard.
N - No. (turn offs/things he wouldnât do)
Nothing disgusting or that can hurt you in an unpleasant way. He would never.
O - Oral. (how good is he at it? preference on giving/receiving)
Manâs a munch. You canât tell me otherwise. Yâall seen the videos of him sticking his tongue out after punching the shit out of the other players? Yeah.
And when this man eats pussy, he eats pussy. He wonât back out of it even when youâre pushing his head away because youâre too sensitive from all the orgasms he already pulled out of you. He loves to overstimulate you because he knows that itâs only going to make you cum harder. Heâll suck on your clit, heâll push his tongue deep inside your cunt, heâll spit on it, heâll add fingers, anything to have you shaking and screaming in pleasure. He gets off on making you feel good.
When heâs receiving head, he gets animalistic. He wonât force you to take all of him in your mouth because he knows itâs too much for you and it wonât fit without a struggle, but if youâre freaky like that and tell him that itâs okay if he wants to fuck your throat, he will. Heâll still be careful though. Heâll push his hips into your face or wrap your hair in his fist and make you take him deep, fucking your mouth hard and fast, until youâre left gagging and crying. Happy tears of course.
P - Pace.
Going with the flow is his motto when it comes to sex. If the atmosphere is more romantic, heâll make sure to give it to you slow and seductive. Heâll make love to you.
If youâre being a brat though, heâll treat you like one. Disobedience needs punishment. And heâll edge you for hours, deny you orgasms, just to teach you how to behave next time. It boosts his ego so much when youâre begging him to let you cum. He loves it.
When heâs mad and needs a way to relieve some stress or anger, heâll also go for a more aggressive sex session.
Q - Quickie.
Not a big fan. Will not refuse it, but he prefers to take his time. Taking his time in making you feel good is one of his ways of showing his love to you.
R - Risk. (how risky is he?)
Living on the edge is what pumps him. Heâs convinced that life is made to experience things. So if something pops into his mind and it excites him, heâll want to give it a go. With that being said, heâs game for taking risks.
S - Stamina.
Matt has a lot of stamina. His workouts and his hockey career are always pushing him to do better, to endure more. And when it comes to sex, as long as he has the time, he could fuck you all day.
T - Toys.
Heâs interested in them. Heâs thinking of buying you a vibrator so you can use it when heâs away or if he wants to make things a bit more spicy when youâre having sex.
U - Unfair.
The thing about Matt is, he likes to tease you. He loves playing with you because he loves the look on your face and how whiny you get when youâre frustrated. He thinks itâs cute.
V - Volume. (how loud is he in bed)
Heâs not making as much noise as youâd like. Heâll moan, groan, even whimper sometimes, but nothing more than that. Itâs not because he doesnât enjoy the sex though, he just gets too focused on his job. All this man wants is to make you feel good.
W - Wild card (random headcanon)
Wants to try cockwarming. Thereâs nothing better for him than being buried in your tight, wet pussy. He knows heâs probably not going to resist for too long before heâll start fucking you. But if he could, heâd have you staying on his cock all the time.
X - X-ray. (whatâs under)
No one can tell me he doesnât have a huge cock. Heâs easily above average, with a juicy mushroom tip. Girthy. Will have you struggling to sit down or walk for several days.
Y - Yearning (sex drive)
His sex drive is through the roof. In general, he enjoys sex. Heâs not crazy about it, he will still live if he doesnât get it But if he loves the person heâs with, he wants it all the time.
Z - Zzz
Dead asleep as soon as he pulls out and crashes beside you. He always gives it his all, but when he gets tired he is knocked out. Heâll put his hand on your tits and sleep like that.
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summary: you've been pulling all-nighters and michael kaiser isn't happy about that. good thing he has a trick to lure you into bed with him.
w.c: 1.6k
notes: don't be fooled by the pictures. the only kitty cat in this fic is kaiser <3
the digital clock by your side is silent, no ticking to announce the seconds that are trickling by so quickly. time is slipping through your fingers like sand, and you can only watch, pushing past the grainy texture.
everything is starting to feel like a bubble, wrapped in a haze of focus. the sound of blowing AC is minimal, no more hustle of honking cars, and the world is quiet as your eyes sting from the tablet light, drooping in exhaustion.
all is well. at least, until that bubble breaks.
"how are you still sitting there even after all these hours?"
kaiser pads into the living room, shirtless with only some sweats hung low on his waist. every single one of his steps are confident, as if he's set out on a mission he's determined to complete. he fans himself with a hand, walking over to where you're seated on the living room couch. "are you a zombie? or has my angel finally turned into a mummy?"
there are dark circles under your eyes, generated by the hours upon hours of work you've been putting in. every movement feels sluggish; the tablet in your hand feels heavy, as if something's tugging you and your body to lie down on the comfortable cushioned furniture. lack of sleep and too much caffeine, probably.
you can see the way he's eyeing you, a borderline mix of anger, annoyance, and sleepiness wrapped into a person that is him. you don't know whether to be threatened or intrigued by it.
"come here, baby. let's get you to bed, okay?" kaiser leans in close to you, pressing a kiss on your forehead. "i can't let you work yourself down to the bone. you've got me, remember? my card's for you to use."
his movements are too gentle, too smooth and the way he's smiling so sweetly at you, batting his eyes, makes you wonder what he has planned. when you feel the telltale signs of his fingers around your hand, you glare, pressing the tablet to your chest. kaiser's always been a smooth predator, he knows how to get what he wants.
"you look like a feral raccoon," he laughs, sitting right beside you on the couch. "i have a thing for pandas. not trash pandas."
this time, he leans in to press himself into the crook of your neck, wrapping his arms around your waist as he all but curls into your frame. his shoulders slump and he sighs, happily nuzzling his face into your skin. "you smell lovely, liebling."
"mikka," you sigh as he starts to leave gentle kisses on your skin. he's nothing if not trouble but you won't lie to yourself, his presence always brings comfort even if he does end up distracting you from your work most of the time. "shouldn't you be asleep?"
the digital clock on the desk looks back at you, the gleaming red numbers clear. 12:03 AM. you frown, placing your hand on the crook of his neck, playing with the hair that's found its place there.
"aren't you tired?" his body relaxes, curling more around your frame like a cat does with its mother. you can only chuckle when he tries tugging the tablet out of your hands. "what's gotten into you?"
for one, your lover never goes to bed past 10 PM. it's part of the routine you both have. whenever he's home, you follow his routine down to the t. it starts with breakfast at 8 AM, lunch at 1 PM, dinner at 6 PM, and cuddles sprinkled throughout. then you let him drag you to sleep by 9 PM, snuggling against each other like it's the first time you've both shared a bed.
the pout he's sporting tells you he isn't happy that it didn't happen tonight.
"mikka, go to bed. i'll be with you in just a sec." the words are nothing but a lie and you both know it. if it weren't, he'd be happily drooling with his hands around you in bed by now.
kaiser snorts, his pout turning into a frown. he's displeased and it shows in the way that he's started to tug your tablet harder, determined to get you into bed with him. you can feel him shake against your neck, and you tilt your head, surprised when he leans back with a victorious smile and your tablet in his hand.
"mikka." the threat in your voice is clear as you raise your hand, asking him for the tablet back nicely. "i need that back. give it to me, please."
"you know i can't do that." the pout he shows you is absolutely sweet; one you've seen him use dozens of times to get his way. one you have yet found a way to refuse. "i can't sleep while my fiancée works."
there it is. there's that word again. fiancée. another trick he's been using to get his way. "right, fiancée?" he repeats, tucking his hands under your legs and back to lift you into his arms.
"besides, i'm more important than whatever your working on. after all, i'm your fiancé." he nuzzles his face into yours as he walks, playfully biting your nose with a giggle.
you can only glare when he grins at your flustered expression.
"shuddup. you're so annoying." kaiser smells oddly sweet, a mixture of scents that don't usually linger on him, and as you lean your forehead against his collarbone, he's quick to place you on the bed, hurriedly pinning you under him right after. "mikka!"
"let me see." his tone is a mixture of laughter and whines, and his eyes sparkle brightly, similar to the diamond studded ring that now sits on your finger. he holds your wrists, dragging them away to reveal your face, flushed and all. "there's my pretty."
there's a silence that comes after, one that he fills with a loving gaze and a haughty smirk. he leans down, pressing himself against you, and nuzzles into your neck with his hands wrapped tightly around your waist.
he clearly has a thing for your neck.
the press of his body on yours is heavy but it's something you're used to. kaiser is someone who thrives with physical contact and combined with the summer heat, he's been a menace. he insists on latching onto you like a koala every single day. not that you mind. especially not when he's shirtless like he is now.
"aren't you hot?" you mumble, trailing a finger down his back. you watch as he shivers at the action, goosebumps rising on his skin. "we might both experience heat stroke if we keep cuddling like this."
"yes, i am hot." comes his answer which you snort at. he grins at the sound, lifting his head to look into your eyes. "don't act all coy. i know you love it when my tattoo's on show."
your eyes dart down to his arm at his words, taking in the thorny roses that slither up the skin. they're stark, inky black against his pale arm. you follow their path up to his neck, marveling the rose on his skin that perfectly matches his hair and eyes.
"see," he teases smugly, leaning in to press a kiss on your lips. "you can't resist me."
you blink at that, looking at him with wide eyes.
"what?" a grin makes its way onto his lips as kaiser places his head on your belly, kissing you through your pajamas. "something you wanna ask?"
something is different about him. not in the way he looks, not in the way he behaves but in the way he smells. your eyes narrow before widening in realization. "you're wearing lip gloss?" you prop yourself on your elbows, using a hand to pull him up. "lemme taste."
kaiser grins, smug as he lets you maneuver him all you want. with every peck that's placed on his lips, his grin grows bigger and bigger until he looks like a chesire cat.
"is that why you smell different?" you mumble, tilting your head to press against his lips harder. he responds in kind, wrapping his hands around your waist tighter as if you're going to disappear if he doesn't. "what flavor is that? cherry?"
when he finally lets you pull away, your lips are red and swollen, playfully bitten by the man in front of you. his gaze stays on them, smiling smugly as he nods.
"yeah. after all, i'm the one that gets to pop your-"
there's a groan that comes when you push him off. you giggle, hovering above him from the bed. sprawled on the floor, your big bad fiancé looks nothing like his fierce persona on the field. if anything, he looks like a startled starfish. "that's what you get for being so annoying."
there's a glint in his eye that has you backing up on the bed. seconds later, he's back on his feet, tackling you into the pillows. the sound of laughter fills the room and as you pant, hovering above him, you cradle his face in your hand. your future, your world, your everything.
"i can't wait to marry you," you whisper, one hand trailing hearts on the rose that sits on his neck. "i can't believe you roped me into this."
"i guess i'm just that charming." he laughs, pulling your body down until you're straddling his lap. his hands are gentle as they trail down your thighs in return, squeezing the fat around your hips. "i can't wait either. especially for-"
"one more word and i'm banishing you to the couch."
"will you be on the couch with me? because if you will-"
"mikka."
"yes ma'am."
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An Arranged Marriage, part 21
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With a lot off his chest Zen is able to rest now feeling reassured that that you both are on the same page. Though with him not quite feeling 100% you decide that itâs your turn to take care of him.
(I am feral over my own character, ask box is always open for talking about my writing or just monster fucking in general!)
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Zen had long since fallen asleep. A hangover, two emotional confessions, and lots of kisses and cuddles later and he was sleeping soundly finally. His grip around you was loose and you could have probably gotten up without waking him, but he looked so peaceful finally, purring in his sleep and occasionally still nuzzling you.
You felt pretty bad never really considering how he felt about everything, you had just assumed he also was not expecting too much either, but that was not a fair assumption. But now he slept peacefully, assured that you wanted to get to know him, to fully have a relationship.
It was easy to fall asleep like this with him, he was warm, the way his arms wrapped around made you feel safe, his purring was soothing, everything about him just felt right.
âWhat time is it?â his voice was groggy in you ear.
You were not sure how much time had passed napping, though the sun now cast long shadows on the wall.
âNo ideaâ you answered back.
Zen groaned again and rolled onto his back, pulling you on top of him. He always felt so sturdy under you, he was not as broad as many of the other trolls you met, and Baâtual towered over him, but he still dwarfed any human.
You reached out and took one of his hands, they were so much larger than yours. Palm to palm like this your hand only just covered his palm, your five fingers against his three. Every time he worked with his hands you could not help but watch. His movements always delicate and deft, much more so than yours and it was impressive to see. Though other thoughts about his hands had also crossed your mind.
âAre you hungry?â he asked.
âYeah, left over pastries arenât much of a breakfast, and we definitely missed lunchâ.
âI can go get us somethingâ he offered.
âYou canât tell me that youâre feeling completely fine now. Thereâs no wayâ.
âI am fine enoughâ.
âNo. How about I get you some more water and medicine, we go clean up, and Iâll go get us something to eatâ.
âYou do not have to do thatâ.
âI want to. You donât feel well so I want to take care of you, like you do for meâ.
He looked up at you so softly, and you could feel how hard he was purring, âThank you, my lovely wifeâ.
His words made you blush. You leaned down and gave him a few light kisses along his neck and nipped right at his jawline, which caused him to let out a small moan.
âMmmm, how am I supposed to get up with you doing that?â he sighed.
âThatâs all your getting for nowâ.
âThat is all I am getting?â he raised an eyebrow.
âYeah, you have to court me nowâ you teased.
With your hand still in his he placed a few kisses along the back of your hand, âI look forward to itâ.
You rolled off of him and helped him up as he wobbled a bit though he tried his best to not lean on you too much and knock you over. He was still unsteady on his feet, but doing far better than last night.
While he sat on the edge of the tub, you ran a bath for you both. This time you insisted on sitting behind him and he did not complain when you told him that it was your turn to dote on him.
He leaned back on you so that his head rested against your chest while you washed his hair, him happily purring the whole time.
âHow are you still shedding this much?â you asked in amazement as you kept having to rise of tons of his hair off your hands.
âIt will be hot soon so the winter layer needs to shed outâ.
âHot soon? Itâs already hot!â
âThis is not hot for here, it has been pleasant, though it is warmer here than my village since we do not get the sea breeze here in the city. I should ask Bira to help get you some summer clothesâ.
It was much warmer here in the north than you were used to. While you had been making due with the clothing you had brought, Zen was right, it would probably be best to get some lighter clothes if it was only going to get hotter.
You continued scrubbing his hair and wishing you had his comb since the water and shampoo seemed to really be making him shed more. Once you got out as much hair as you could, you moved onto his chest to finally clean off the dry cum. You felt the vibrations in his chest from his purrs as you reached over his shoulders to wash whatever of him was not submerged in the water.
âYou purr a lotâ you said.
âI have a lot to be happy about, especially now that I have the chance to get to know and love my wifeâ.
His words made your heart flutter. You had not expected in an arranged marriage for your husband to actively want any sort of romantic connection, rather maybe passively years down the road maybe there would be something. But not Zen. He decided if he was going to be married then he was going to choose to love.
You rested your chin on top of his head once you were done with his chest and reached a hand up to one of his tusks.
âWhatâs all carved on your tusks?â you asked.
âMany things. Some are just decoration, some show my tribe, or honor my gods, and some mark that I am one of Tsovâkaâs avatarsâ.
Involuntarily you tensed up when Zen mentioned Tsovâka, a topic you had been avoiding.
âI am still very sorry for how I handled thingsâ he began, âI was not trying to lie to you or trick you, I promise. I just did not know how to tell you without upsetting you and I hoped that if you just met Tsovâka you would see that he is not the same being that your Light has you fearâ.
Any anger you had over things had long since dissipated, though you were not convinced that there was no cause for concern over Tsovâka. Still, you wanted to trust Zen, you wanted to believe that the kind man who doted on you and took care of you was not the follower of an entity that wanted to consume the world and plunge it into darkness.
âDo many people follow Tsovâka?â you asked.
âNot as many as the other gods, but that is common. Gods like Owa, Oja, and Reli have such a wide domain that everyone worships them, but with gods like Tsovâka most people will never need his gifts or protectionâ.
âWhat about Bira and Baâtual? Do they follow Tsovâka?â
âBaâtual does, Bira follows Halu, the Protector of Travelersâ.
âAnd what about your village, do many people there follow Tsovâka?â
âOnly a few, most follow Lozu, the Lord of the Oceanâ.
âSo why do you follow Tsovâka then?â
âMy father before me was one of Tsovâka avatars, and even when I was a child Tsovâka guided me and protected me. As the war went on I needed his gift to protect my people, and after my father was killed Tsovâka needed another avatar, so he granted me that boonâ he shrugged.
âDid you get a say in that?â
âI could have turned it down, but it is a great honor and it was what was expected of meâ.
âBut was it what you wanted?â
âThat does not matter, it was what was neededâ his tone flat and matter of fact and you decided to drop the topic.
Instead you kissed the top of his head and wrapped your arms tightly around him for a few long moments before helping him finish bathing. It was nice seeing him so relaxed, he was clearly enjoying being taken care of. You let your hands wander and play with his ears while you kissed along them, enjoying doting on him and all the sounds he made. You kissed lower, down the side of his neck and across his shoulder. He had freckles on his shoulder you never noticed before.
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Part 22
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I'm craving for your writing, please spare me a crumb đ
ATEEZ favorite positions maybe?
ATEEZ favorite positions
â„ATEEZ (separately) x afab reader
âŻa/n: i'm deep deeeeeeeep in the depths of writers block and trying to claw my way out like the feral writing gremlin i know i am- but i have no idea if this is any good, please forgive me for the atrociously long wait. happy valentines ! đđ
âĄÂŽïœ„áŽïœ„`âĄâŒă»áŽ„ă»âŒgenre: smut, bullet point style, drabbles
àČ _àČ warning/content: eldest to youngest, unprotected(booooo), so much romance im a sucker, soft & rough sex, head(giving and receiving), dacryphilia, overstimulation, possessiveness, brat taming in the form of dumbification, strength kink, restraint, switching holes (LMAO?), forehead touches!!!!!!!! not proof read :(
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MATURE UNDER CUT MDNI
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PARK SEONGHWA - lotus
he's a hopeless romantic, and it definitely shows through his favorite positions
he's seated on the edge of the bed, or couch, or chair, even seated on the floor-
and youre seated in his lap like it's your throne
your legs wrapped around his moving hips, arms around his neck and hands tangled up in his hair
it's his favorite position for many reasons
the angle of his hips which makes his cock tease the deepest parts of you
your heavy breaths falling right onto his lips, breathing the same air during such a passionate act
and the way he can see your eyes well up with pleasure with every little thrust until you come undone right infront of him
Seonghwa can see every little twitch of your face as he rests his forehead against yours, his hips had set an unrelenting slow and loving pace long ago and have yet to stop. His tip drags along your g-spot every time he pulls out, and you almost want to beg him to just stay buried deep because of the maddening slow building pleasure. Any attempt to speak on either of your parts only comes out as a puff of hot air into the others mouth. It isn't the first time you've done it in this position, but the intimacy of it completely blankets you every time. You can't feel anything other than each other, and it's pure euphoria.
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KIM HONGJOONG - cuddle fuck
it's not that it's his favorite persay, it's just the one that happens the most
people say this man hates affection, they couldn't be any more wrong
he loves to be close to you !
after a busy schedule and tiring day, all he wants to do is cuddle
but your body is so soft and warm pressed against his, he feels so safe and comfortable
he won't say anything at first, either because he's too embarrassed or too tired so it usually goes like this:
Hongjoong has his arms wrapped around you- one cradling you to his chest warmly as the other traces his racing thoughts on your lower back. One of your legs is hooked over his hip, the other tangled between his. You kiss over his tattoo with all of the care in the world and that's when the feeling in his lower belly stirs to life. As you go on about mundane things, like what you should cook the both of you for dinner, it only gets hotter and tighter. Your skin is searing against his in the most pleasant and simultaneously daunting ways. The way you bite your lip tells him you finally feel it, that hardness pressing against your thin house-shorts. You push aside the other topic at hand and move both of your shorts away, wordlessly slipping him inside of you. You're so close, you may as well be one soul. And that's just the way he likes it.
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JEONG YUNHO - v
yunho is TALL.
no matter what position you're in, innocent cuddling or sinful fucking or walking down the street-
he shadows over you like a demon
the softest demon ever but still
he's huge and it drives him over the edge when he can see and feel the difference compared to you
so when you've got your legs stretching up as far as they can go and they barely reach over his shoulders????
whew baby prepare your cervix to be bruised
It started as a simple mating press, Yunho' s cock begging him to just fill you as far as possible without breaking you. But when he sat up, your legs followed; no longer being pinned by his chest. You laid them flat against his sweaty chest and arched your back, breaking his mind in an overwhelming horniness as he felt your toes curl just on his shoulder blades when you came. Oh, he'll be damned if he stopped there. He went on for hours, he had never been so hard. He wanted to cum so badly, but at the same time, he never wanted to move away from the ethereal image of you below him like that. When he finally did (and hello wow that was so much cum it literally came splatting out between you) he made a mental note to most definitely get you worked up again tomorrow.
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KANG YEOSANG - mating press
this man's beauty and personality is so soft and silky
don't let that shit fool you breh
he is a beast in the bedroom, he goes feral when you're behind a locked door together
there's something about you that just makes him want to overtake your entire being and become one with you
something that makes him want you to break- break just for him
he loves every fiber of your being and he's possessive over you like no fucking other
because of his career, he's not allowed to show that publicly, and he more than makes up for his need to express his dominating feelings for you by-
well, by dominating you
Your thighs are crushed to your chest, feet dangling in the air and bouncing with every rough thrust of Yeosang 's skilled hips. If there was a time that this position was uncomfortable, that time is long gone. All of his deep, quick thrusts wipe away anything in your mind other than him, and the glazed over look in your eyes only makes him go harder. His eyes nearly roll into his skull every time he feels you clench around him, your cunt completely at his mercy. You're ripe for the picking. Laid out for him helplessly, stuck in position by his rough and loving hands on the back of your sore thighs. Completely weak beneath him as he fucks you like it's the last thing he'll ever do on this mortal earth, and you simply let him because you love him. And he absolutely revels in it.
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CHOI SAN - against the wall
"sannie bulked up after wooyoung chest bumped him across stage!!"
erm no
sannie bulked up when he saw you watching an against the wall video!!
his brain immediately fried at the idea of doing that to you and now here we are a few years later
he prides himself in how strong he's gotten, how muscular he is
it's an ego boost really, and a deserved one
he loves bending you into whichever position he wants to just because he can
but this will always be his personal favorite
San has his arms wrapped around the underside of your knees, pining them to the wall and effectively folding you in half while he demolishes your holes. All of his praise falling to deaf ears as your head spins with a dizzying pleasure. He lets your forehead fall on his, breathing in your fucked out groans as his thrusts slam your hips and lower back into the wall. You lost it and started cumming the second he man handled you and lifted you with his cock still inside, and now it's his turn for that blinding white pleasure as you grab his big, flexing biceps and drool as you clench around him.
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SONG MINGI - 69
song mingi sloppy toppy champion and i don't take criticism on this sorry
he enjoys eating pussy or sucking dick over sex most days, like his soul purpose is to make his significant other feel on cloud 9 (get it they're the 9 and he's the 6 haha okay-)
and when he's balls deep he can't help but go full sub mode and hump like a wild animal searching for primal release
so- head it is
but you want him to feel good too, obviously
and despite his reassurances that making you feel good in turn makes him feel good, you just can't help it
so, a mutual position is found: one were he gets to have his tongue on you, in you, all over you-
and you get to make him an even whinier mess than usual
It turns Mingi on so badly when he gets to taste you, you barely have to touch him. His tongue is deep inside you, hands kneading your ass as he makes a mess of his favorite meal. Hes so lost in the pleasure of giving that he doesn't even realize you've got his cock stuffed in your throat until he cums into the warmth of it. He's always a whiny mess between your legs, and this new position quickly becomes both of your favorites when you continue to tease him through and past his release, and he continues to slurp up the ever flowing arousal that comes from the pleasure of making him cum. It's a never ending cycle really, and neither of you dare complain.
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JUNG WOOYOUNG - spooning
now i would say reverse cowgirl because he's obviously an ass man- but that's his second choice
y'all seen that video of him getting all up on yunho on stage from behind ??
yeah that's why i chose this and because it's infecting my brain
something about it just makes him even more feral than usual
everything about it tbh-
let me just *licks pen*
His leg wrapped over your hip and around yours like an anaconda, using his leverage to spread your legs as you're both laid sideways, giving him all the access he could ever want. And boy does Wooyoung take advantage of it, holding you in place with his arms wrapped under your armpits and holding your shoulders tightly so you can't escape the burning heat of his body against yours while he fucks you to the next millennium. In your ass, it's slow and deep, a beautiful painful stretch. In your pussy, fast and shallow and hard, banging your g-spot until you sob. He can feel your ribs wracking with sobs of overwhelming pleasure, and he doesn't stop until you've made a mess of him just as he did you.
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CHOI JONGHO - prone bone
big cock!!!!!
there i said it, it had to be done
it took ages and ages to get used to his absolute girth
and even now that you're used to it it still stretches you out and shuts your brain off to put all of your willpower into your cunt so you don't break in half
and he can't help it as his mind begs him to take advantage of that fact when you're being a brat
he knows you turn into a cock whore the minute he stretches you out
and he plans to make use of that fact
Jongho is still so sweet and gentle when punishing you. He doesn't have to be rough, his veiny girth does the job naturally. Usually he'll spread you out nice and wide- not today. Not when you're a brat. He lays you face down and ties your legs together. He can barely shove his member between your pushed together thighs to get inside of you but when he does. It's like the tightest and warmest fleshlight in the world, and it's attached to the person he loves. He will make you forget your own name, just with his goliath friend and slow passionate thrusts.
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My Headcannons for Yoichi Isagi, Rin itoshi and Alexis Nessđ
Part 1 l part 2
Might not be accurate
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Yoichi Isagi :
âżHe took a photo once of his hair slick back and his fan went absolutely feral.
âżHe time to time stalks Rin to observe what he does.
âżIsagi probably stares at the ceiling when he's about to sleep and think about all of the opportunities he missed.
âżIf he played any other sports it would be chess, since his vision is great for mental games.
âżTbh is he was a sin he would be greed/gluttony.
âżIf he could ask anything from his parents, it would be to have a little sis.
âżDoes skin, body and hair care every few days.
âżSwears in videos games often. Those little brats think they're so gOoD but once isagi finishes his puzzle he'll devour them
âżTried to hit Kaiser in the head with the ball after a practice match, but Noel Noah was there
âżGossips with kurona and hiori about kaiser and ness, It's perfect since kurona doesn't know what they're doing but hiori has a lot of dirt on them.
Boyfriend Headcannonsđ€
âĄPlays football w/ u and teaches you by beating you, not even to destroy your self esteem.
⥠such a sweetheart while you are on your menstrual cycle (if you're a girl)
⥠gossip about every teammate with you, like a whole book of players he wants to gossip to you about
⥠once you were sick, he drove to the local store at 2 am just for you. He's so sweet.
⥠Cooks very well like he'll cook food decently
⥠Not that toxic? Maybe that's probably up for debate
âĄtells you about his problems like it's the national news to be discuss
⥠Has that romantic playlist he made just for you and him to enjoy.
âĄDue to being in blue lock he hasn't texted you often so in return he tries to send gifts every month
⥠Calls you darling and sweetheart multiple times a day
Rin itoshi
âżDrools in his sleep (Me too Rin)
âżI feel like he'll stand awkwardly in a party not even interacting with anyone
âżIs good at cleaning, not barou level but up there
âżPerfect grammar, also TOP at his English
âżNever uses any gen-z/alpha slangs or any type of slang infact
âżDry ass texter...
âżGets really weirded out by any of his THOSE fangirls/fanboys... Like wdym you wanna have the reproduction LIKE HE'S ONLY 16
âżKnows knife play at some point, don't ask him why (he doesn't know)
âżArtistic in secret... Like he'll paint the beach or anything that shows the happy times of him and sae
âżGets nightmares of that day... (Pretty sure everyone has that headcannon by now)
Boyfriend Headcannonsđ€
âĄCuddles every time he gets a chance with you. That kinda prevents him from getting those dreams....
⥠even if he's not as romantic as the others, you guys still go on weekly dates and THEY are expensive or just casual date like movie dateđ«¶
âĄAfter getting traumatized by sae, he almost broke up with you, Thank goodness, that you manage to make him snap out of it.
⥠After getting convinced by your and his parents he went to couple counseling and saw his mistakes
âĄOne of his favorite things to do with you is Playing football, I mean two things he loves in one? Count him in!
⥠Bring extra clothes with him whenever you're around, just in case it gets cold and he doesn't need to give you his hoodie.
âĄDoes not have much of a soft spot for you BUT, his eyes sparkle whenever he sees you like the good old times
⥠Almost made you cry when you both were on a movie date, it was those scary ahh movies that you don't know what's coming next.
âĄHas a separate Love notebook from his early days of middle school that he reads when he misses you.
âĄCalls you lukewarm as a word of affection when he sees you
Alexis ness
âżWould probably be in good terms with isagi if it didn't end like this
âżHas a mental breakdown every few days because of kaiser paying too much attention to isagi
âżMakes Kaiser a birthday cake every year and even bought him EXPENSIVE stuff from his hometown
âżKeeps the magician outfit he had when he was just a child, he cherish it like it's the most valuable thing in the whole universe
âżWould be friends w/ Charles if they interacted more, I mean like opposite friends, Ya'k
âżIf richer than his awful siblings back home, if not then... It's because of the plot.
âżIf he didn't met kaiser he'll probably be better than what he is now.
âżHas surprisingly good fashion taste, It's better than most blue lockers I can tell you
âżHas that changing color book lamp at the side of his bed he use when he's upset or just sad
âżHe would like science if it weren't for the fact of his childhood
Boyfriend Headcannons đ
âĄIs actually quite the gentleman to you and your family members, since he a very toxic household
âĄAlways makes your favorite dish, if he doesn't know the recipes he'll find it by your guardian/ by how you like it.
âĄGives you a lot of gifts, I MEAN A LOT like everyday you'll find things that you enjoy at your doorstep
âĄDue to being away from blue lock, he gets awfully jealous of the boys around you. Even if it's just a friend
âĄHusband material frfr
⥠Punch a dude that was making you uncomfortable, and then ran with you to flee the scene.
âĄPrefers the value of affection than the materialistic value of a gift you give him
⥠Loves being the small spoon but if you want, he can be the big spoon, anything for his precious angel.
âĄYandere tendency!!! Whether a girl or boy, he will get jealous if you spend more attention on them than him!
âĄCall you angel or any kind of German words of affection, he will use it
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Thank you for reading this! It too me longer than expected!
So thank you for staying till the end even tho it was just 3 blue lock characters!
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Sylus SFW/NSFW Headcanons
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A/n: I wanna emphasize further headcanons for Sylus cause he got me in a chokehold, NSFW isnât a lot cause I couldnât think of much. I hope you like this one! Also, when I was writing this, Rafayel was on my screen saying âBabe donât move, I wanna see if I can see myself in the reflection of your eyesâ I am so sorry baby boy. Also, I apologize for the separated posts, I, once again, reached the Tumblr limit. <( âąÌáŽâąÌ)>
Pairing: Sylus x AFAB Reader
Not beta read!
Warning: Toxic! Relationship, Stockholm Syndrome, Kidnapping, Forced Drug Usage, Exhibitionism, BDSM, Sadistic! Sylus, Cussing, Blood, SYLUS! (He gets his own warning) If there are warnings that I didnât notice, please let me know, thank you!
Masterlist Sylus SFW/NSFW Headcanons (Part One)
Sylus NSFW Headcanons
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SFW:
â He wouldnât forget about the men you keep in your life; theyâre so obsessed with you that they all got impacted by your disappearance, especially Rafayel, who was the one that got you into the situation, he knows that the guy was the reason why you almost died, twice? Was it thrice? Anyways thatâs too much for someone who says that they loved you for 800 years, (Heâs a full-time stalker, do you think his raven wouldnât hear your conversation when that man got hospitalized?)
â For his amusement... he usually tends to give them little trinkets of your possessions where they live or lets you send a message to them once in a while. Just to mess with them, after all, they're the ones who got to have plenty of time with you, and yet here you are, in his home. He considers himself the winner right now.
â Out of all the male leads, the one he considers to be a big threat was Lumiere, the number of times he almost got caught with you, that man is crazy. (as if he isnât) so whenever he lets you out, he makes sure youâre not identifiable, itâs simple really, he uses a device that changes your appearance to look vastly different from your looks.
â In terms of Physical affection, he would do it when you still despise him, heâd force you to kiss him, planting his lips on yours while you squirm from your chains, try to bite his lips, heâll slap your thighs with a baton, specifically your inner thighs mind you, since it hurts so much more there. Yeah, keep trying to hurt him, heâll make sure to give it back tenfold.
â Does he hug you? He does, though the type of hugs he gives arenât comfortable, itâs where you canât move, canât leave or squirm your way out of his hold, heâs strong enough to hold you down.
â Cry for him! He likes seeing your tears, angry tears, or pained tears, he doesnât care, he just wants to see you sob. While he loves that youâre bratty, he also prefers obedient mutts as stated in the first headcanons. If he needs to punish you for that heâs very much willing.
â He does drug you often. He likes watching you turn into a mush, a pliant pet for him, he doesnât take advantage of you in this state though, he just gets tired of your constant squirming when he wants your cuddle after a long day of work, heâd come back to his home, his bodyguards and servants greeting him enthusiastically (theyâre forced to) while you on the other hand, just spat insult after insult to him. He would appreciate the feisty personality you have if he has the energy for it.
â Heâd grab your cheeks in a bruising grip before he grabs a pill box, finding the right drug to put you in a state where you reciprocate his love for you, he forces your jaw open before pouring 3 pills into your mouth.
â âDrinkâ heâd ordered, you gasped, trying to push the pills out of your throat, âspit it out, youâll regret itâ his voice harsh, while he forces cold water down your throat, making sure that you drank it, the moment he lets your cheeks go, youâd be coughing and gasping for air, he drenched your shirt too cause of what he did, but he doesnât care, youâre acting like a feral dog, be ready to be treated like one.
â The moment the drugs start to circulate in your system, making you tired and obedient, heâll carry you to the bed, where you were supposed to be, but didnât like being on since that bed reminded you that you were trapped.
â In times like this, he turns vulnerable, asking you to tell him how much you love him, he likes hearing it, you never told him those words, and he could only hear it when youâre drugged out.
â You cuddle him, breathing ragged while he traces his fingers on your back, causing you to shiver, it was cold and hot at the same time, and the only comfort you feel is when youâre pressed against his body, he is the only solace you feel when youâre in this state, and you hated it.
â When he tells you he loves you, you respond so eagerly, like a proper mutt.
â He'd plant kisses on your face, his hand gently holding your back to adjust your position on his lap. Your skin, warm from the effects of the drugs, pressed against his. Seizing the moment, he continued kissing you, his lips trailing down to your neck, where he left bites, heâd savor your whimpers.
â Oh, but if you mention any of the male leadâs name except for him while youâre in a dreamlike state, heâd be fuming with jealousy, but itâs not obvious, his subtle hints would be on his body language, the way his kisses became rougher, he bites your bottom lip, breaking skin and making you bleed, if you wince in pain, heâd have a sneer on his face. His grip on your back would go to your waist, chubby or not, heâd have you under his mercy, his hands tugging your cuffs and placing your wrists on top of your head.
âEven if your brainâs a mush you never fail to hit a nerve prettyâ
â After you fall asleep under his âcareâ, heâll take care of you, changing your outfit before he tucks you to bed, youâll often wake up alone, but with a letter that says that heâll be expecting proper etiquette from you next time.
â Does he say âI love youâ to you? If youâre still mad at him, he would out of spite, He would infuse it with such sweetness that itâs guaranteed to make you angrier. Honestly, he loves seeing you try to piss him off. Keep going, love; you're at least one step closer.
â On the other hand, once you develop Stockholm syndrome, he wonât say it much, you didnât become boring, he just likes seeing you desperate to please him, to get his love so he stops his affections just for you to beg for it.
â Is it hard to withhold loving you? Nope, itâs easy for him, he lived without your constant affection, even during the months he kept you in his home, you didnât give him the privilege of your love, so he doesnât mind not touching you at all, not giving you the attention you want, or the verbal affirmation if he still loved you.
â Once you start crying and begging, thatâs where heâd hush you, petting your head before he kisses your forehead.
âIâm sorry pretty, Iâm here now, donât cryâ Heâd coo before you hug him as if your life depended on it.
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i need the insight of the tf2 smut expert (complimentary) on this one... which of the mercs prefers tits and which one prefers ass?
First off- I am honored to be considered the tf2 smut expert. Now- on to the ultimate question.
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Oooooh I had to ponder this one for a long while. Now, I personally headcanon Scout as bi (like me), so I finally decided he likes both, but specifically tits for women and ass for men. If youâre non-binary itâs a coin toss. As in heâll probably literally flip a damn coin.
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Soldier đŠ
My reasoning here literally had me looking up muscle groups in the human body. Soldier strikes me as a man attracted to strength. Literally look at Zhanna. She definitely pegs him and heâs not ashamed of it. As such, I think heâs an ass man- largest muscle in the body, yâknow? Yeah. My high school biology teacher would be proud to see what Iâm doing with that hard earned education.
đ„ Pyro đ„
Pyro likes any squishable soft part of your body- tits, ass, belly, itâs all fair game, but if they had to choose, they would go with tits. Theyâre the easiest to squeeze if they hug you from behind, they like the way they feel when youâre cuddling and theyâre pressed up against them, big or small, breasts are just perfect! Plus, if you have an especially sensitive chest, Pyro will definitely take full advantage of that during foreplay
đ„ Demo đ„
For Demo, it comes down to whatâs easiest to grab in the moment- and that tends to be your ass. Itâs easy to give it a quick squeeze in the corner of a bar or even in passing on the battlefield, just to tease you a bit- tits arenât nearly as subtle. So yeah, itâs ass all the way for this one.
đ„ Heavy đ„
I struggled with this for a long while but I finally settled on tits. Heavy is much bigger than most of his lovers, and so he prefers for them to ride on top so that they can take him at their own pace. This position makes it pretty easy for him to caress your chest or simply watch the way your tits bounce as you ride him. Itâs a view he canât get enough of!
đ§ Engie đ§
Ass. I had to consult a fellow smut expert on this one cause I was stuck, and theyâre reasoning basically boils down to a particular smutty scenario where Engie bends you over his desk and goes to town- hence resulting in the ass preference. I also personal feel like he wouldnât be shy about spanking either.
đ„ Medic đ„
Assl Tits. THIGHS. I will perish on this hill, Medic is a thigh appreciator above all else. Mans will go down on you for hours just to be cushioned between a pair of thighs. Heâll leave bite marks on the soft flesh. A pair of thigh high stockings will fucking slay him, as illustrated in this fic by lil ol me.
đŠ Sniper đŠ
Ass for sure. This might have something to do with the âwild manâ energy Sniper gives off. Something about him just screams feral, and that includes taking you ass up and face down whenever the mood arises.
đč Spy đč
Tits, especially if theyâre accentuated with some fancy lingerie. Spy will gladly worship your chest if you want him to. Heâll even buy you outfits that show off your curves with plunging necklines just for him to admire you in. Kinda like a sugar daddy
So yeah, those are my hot takes on what each merc prefers. You want a source? My source is that I made it the fuck up
Jk, this is all in good fun, and Iâd love to see yâallâs opinions as well! These are the discussions we should be having, people!
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‷âNSFW Alphabets | Ethan Landryâ ââą ËË-
GF! Ethan Landry x fem! Reader
masterlist | bc: @cafekitsune
A= Aftercare (what theyâre like after the act)
â he is often too tired after the act so it's just cuddles, if the sex is hardcore or involves kinks (like knife play) then no matter what he will always makes sure you're clean by drawing you a bath and helping you and then cuddles with your ass the entire night while whispering praises about how good you are.
B= Body part (favorite body part their own or their lovers)
â his favorite are his hands because he gets to hold you. He likes you in his arms. He is a hugger. His love language is acts of service and definitely physical touch.
For you though, definitely your hips and thighs.
He likes to keep a hand on your hips at all times in public letting people know subtly you're taken. And he absolutely loves how you crush his head with your thighs while he is eating you out. Definitely places a shit ton of hickeys on your inner thighs to make you even more wet and because you look so pretty with love bites.
C= Cum (anything that has to do with it)
â he likes to cum in you, he loves to watch his cum fall out of you. It's an obscene sight and it makes him hard. He goes feral about it, cumming in you again and again until you have a small bulge in your tummy. He doesn't even realize he's breeding you like a bitch in heat would.
D= Dirty secret (Pretty self explanatory)
â ethan's dirty secret is how much he gets turned on by seeing you scared or crying. The man definitely dresses up as Ghostface and calls you to scare the shit out of you and then fucks you (as himself) reassuringly afterwards because he's gonna protect from everything bad, no one can ever hurt as long as he's there.
E= Experience (do they know what theyâre doing)
â at first no, he was a virgin before you. But he actually researches (watching porn) for you and tries out new things. He is eager so he learns quickly enough.
F= Favorite position
â riding or missionary. Easy and quick explanation is that he likes to see you, your expressions and reactions. He has low self esteem so seeing you enjoying yourself helps heighten his confidence and his pleasure.
G= Goofy (how serious are they)
â at first he's so awkward. So fucking awkward. He has no clue what he is doing and everything he does is clumsy and unsure. So you get plenty of laughs out of teasing him and helping him learn but further along the line it's a bit more serious.
H= Hair (grooming habits)
â he makes sure to regularly trim and yes, the carpet definitely matches the drapes.
I= Intimacy (in the moment romantic or rough/dirty)
â it definitely depends on the day. Most of the time he is sweet, gentle and caring. But if it's a bad day, if he had a shitty day, do not doubt. He will use you, forget the fact that you're his lover. You're a toy for him. He will manhandle you, give your body bruises and be so so fucking rough with his thrusts. At that moment he doesn't care about you, you're not even on his mind, he just needs to feel better by using you.
(After he calms down though, he starts crying because he thinks you'll leave him and you'll be like that's the best orgasm I ever had, Ethan STFU, it's me I am you)
J= Jack off (do they masturbate and how often)
â he won't ever try to force you if you're not in the mood so he does jack off a lot. Especially in the beginning of the relationship he would have screenshots of your Instagram posts and would definitely jack off to those and from listening to your voicemails. Sometimes if he got too desperate he would call you while jacking off just so your voice can send him over the edge and you don't even realize it.
A few months into the relationship, he still jacks off, usually it's now with phone sex and sexting and he steals your panties and buys new ones to make up.
K= Kink (kinks what they like possibly unusual)
â KNIFE PLAY, HE IS GHOSTFACE! Breeding kink, doesn't even realize it, just likes to cum in you as much as he can. Overstimulation, it goes hand in hand with breeding. Occasional breath play. He is a switch so likes receiving just as much as he likes giving. Blood play, so you're always satisfied even when you're having your period. Somnophilia, bondage and sometimes predator/prey (only after he reveals the fact he is Ghostface, that he brings this particular kink in, he loves the thrill of it, he gets off on it so bad. Occasional edging, poor boy doesn't wanna cum too soon.)
L= Location (where they like to get it on)
â bedroom. If he's too needy then sometimes he would call you in a closet or somewhere you can do something to quick, just to itch the need before you can have some time alone for a proper thorough fuck.
M= Motivation (things that makes them tick/turn ons)
â you breathing. No, honestly, anything you do would turn him on. Kissing his cheek. Wearing his clothes. Calling him yours. Yea, he is an easy one. What absolutely ruins him though is when you wear his clothes or when you're on his lap and when you're smiling at him so sweetly and when you're teasing him, you're being a bit mean he thinks but his dick definitely doesn't think the same.
N= No (turnoffs or absolutely wonât do)
â watersports. He is open to try several things with you, but anything with other body fluids except cum and blood, that's a straight no.
O= Oral (receiving or giving and how skillful they are)
â he was made to eat cunt, HAVE YOU SEEN THOSE LIPS? He is so so good at it. He is a pussy drunk boy. If he could die while eating you out, he would die happy. He is so fucking filthy and messy while eating you out. It gives him pleasure, having your cum smeared all over his face. His tongue flickering and swirling along your folds, his mouth sucking on your clit. He makes sure to tongue fuck you as much as possible. He devours your pussy like it's his last meal before an execution. (just fucking makes out with it. he likes to kiss your pussy more than you. i said what i said.)
He can't control himself during a blowjob. His mind is too fuzzy with pleasure that he just has to make you take his cock deeper. He grips your hair, it's gentle at first, just to keep him grounded before he's like fuck, fuck, I can't control myself anymore and the grip gets tighter as he holds in place while he fucks your throat.
(he again apologies after cumming in your mouth, and for fucking your throat without a warning, he just can't control himself, he is sorry, not)
P= Pace (how fast they are and how long they last in bed)
â depends on the day. Most of the time it's slow and languid, he's making sure that you feel every inch of his cock. He's making sure his cock memorizes every pleasure spot of your inner walls.
However there are times he is a needy fuck, so he is humping you, pounding into your wet cunt without a care. And on the days when you're nothing more than a toy, the pace varies A LOT. It can be either incredibly slow or fast. There's no in between, this is one of those times he edges himself, taking hours before either of you cum.
Q= Quickie (do they prefer fast and hard)
â if you guys have time then he uses the time to its fullest but even when the time is less than he would still take his time, fuck whatever it doesn't matter. Morning classes? He'll burrow someone's note, fucking you is a much higher priority than anything. So there's rarely quickes happening in your relationship.
R= Risk (do they like to try new things)
â Yes, again, he's open to experimenting. Anything to make his partner happy.
S= Stamina (how many times they can go and how long each round lasts)
â he is a serial killer so he has a killer stamina (that's such a cringe joke, i apologize) so multiple rounds definitely, and sometimes he's still fucking you until the sun rises (there are breaks between each round, a shower break, drinking, something to eat, but it doesn't take long before he just wants you again, he just needs you so much and sex is such an intimate way of being close to you.)
T= Toys (are they game for using sex toys on themselves or lovers)
â no, not often. He has his mouth, cock and fingers. He wouldn't show it but he would be offended if you ever bring toys in the bedroom. Use your vibrator when you're alone, the only thing you can cum on with when he's around is with his cock.
U= Unfair (how do they tease or do they enjoy suspense themselves)
â he does take a lot of time in foreplay only because he loves to make sure your pussy is slick for him. He doesn't take well to teasing or likes to tease during sex.
V= Volume (are they loud, what sounds, and do they talk)
â ethan is loud. I would fight people on this. Ethan whines, whimpers, groans and moans. Every single sound that is possible is made by this man. He loves to praise you, he gives you such compliments, (God, you're taking me so well, darling. I can't- shit, your pussy is so wet and warm ahh! Fuck, love), worships you with words. He just can't stop talking about how good it feels and how grateful he is that he has you. Even when he is rough he doesn't degrade you. He just can't :)
W= Wild card (random sincannon of any sort)
â would be into pegging. he's such a cute bottom too, he was so nervous the first time, only to beg if he could cum within minutes you started fucking his ass with your strap on.
X= X-ray (whatâs down below in dem pants)
â average length, but thick. His cock stretches your walls out deliciously.
Y= Yearning (sexdrive level)
â high. He waited for years to lose his virginity. He has a lot of pent up need and now that he has you? He doesn't hold back at all.
Z= Zzzz (do they sleep after if so how quickly after)
â usually right after, unless the sex involved something hardcore or kinky then he would take a shower with you first to relax before going to sleep with you in his arms.
was i over self indulgent? perhaps but it's all canon i swear <33
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ACOTAR MEN
Their favorite body partâš
Includes:
Rhysand
Cassian
Azriel
Lucien
Eris
Helion
Tarquin
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This idea just popped randomly into my head. But hereâs what I think is the ACOTAR menâs fav body part with you x
Rhysand
THIGHS
This man is a thigh man. Believe me. I just know Rhys absolutely LOVES your thighs.
He loves them no matter how thick or skinny they are.
But if you do train a lot with him, and gain some muscle in your thighs - let me tell you this man goes feral. He just adores the sight of your juicy, muscular thighs. How they look in leathers. How they flex when you squat. Ugh.
He always has to have a hand on your thigh whenever your sitting down. Eating dinner. In Hewn city. At a restaurant. In bed cuddling. Wherever.
NSFW: Rhys loves to bury his head in between your thighs. And he loves the feeling of your thighs squeezing his head. Especially when you come. The way your thighs just completely tighten around him, forcing him to stay buried in your pussy longer. Oh cauldron - itâs his favorite thing in the world.
And he also loves the feeling of your thighs squeezing his waist when he fucks you.
Cassian
ASS ASS ASS
I feel like this is a given, and I feel like everyone in the fandom has agreed to this. But Cassian is the ass man.
The way his hands are always grabbing, squeezing or smacking your ass. Gurl he canât keep his hands off you.
And for the girlies with a smaller bum (like me), honey he doesnât care. He just wants to touch. No matter how much muscle or fat there is. Ass is ass. And Cassian worships ass.
I feel like if youâre training together Cassian would be the guy to tap your butt if youâre squatting as motivation. (Like if youâve seen those videos on TikTok.)
NSFW: I am a firm believer that Cassian spanks your ass when fucking you. His hand imprint will be on your bare cheeks for days. And when he sees that itâs disappeared, heâll bend you over his lap and do it all over again.
He also LOVES when you sit on his face. When he just gets to hold onto your ass cheeks while he completely eats you out. Thatâs how he wants to die. I swear. He wants you to suffocate him.
Azriel
TITS
I honestly think Azriel would be into boobs. No matter the size or shape. He just loves the sight and feel of them.
The way they look in the lingerie he buys you. The way the look in low cut dresses and shirts. The way the look in tight leathers. This man is acting like a damn beast.
Azriel always has to rest his head in between your tits when youâre cuddling. Like his head is just buried face down into your chest. As I said with Cassian - this man could die happily with his head buried in between your tits.
NSFW: I feel like Azriel would be into nipple play. Like either his shadows tease them or his hands. Or mouth. He loves seeing the way your nipples harden through your clothes whenever heâs teasing you in public. That way he knows heâs affecting you just as much as you affect him. This poor man needs the reassurance that you actually do want him. Gods I love him.
Lucien
TITS
Like Azriel, Lucien is a boobs guy. If he had to pick one single body part, it would be your tits. He also doesnât really give a fuck about the size and shape of them - but he does prefer someone who isnât afraid to show them. Like he loves that you wear low cut shirts and dresses and see through lingerie and bras. Anything you can think of that will reveal you boobs to him more.
I think that when youâre cuddling, Lucien would either have his head buried in your tits, or he would have his hands on them. Quite literally using them as his own personal stress balls. He would just slide his hand under your shirt, and grab a handful, beaming with male pride.
NSFW: When he fucks you, I think Lucien would prefer you riding him. That way he gets the perfect view of your stunning tits just jiggling up and down, while you bounce on his cock.
I think he also would like you to lean down in that same position - your hands on the headboard as he mouths and sucks at your tits, while bucking his hips up into you. Oh god this man is so underrated.
Eris
THIGHS
Eris loves your thighs. Like loves them. He loves how they make you more feminine. More attractive. Theyâre his holy grail.
Heâll always keep a hand on at least one of your thighs whenever heâs out. Or when youâre alone. Like Rhys, he just has to touch them at all times.
The size, shape, or amount of muscle on your thighs does NOT matter to him. As long as you allow him to have free rein whenever it comes to them - heâs absolutely fine.
NSFW: Again, like with Rhys - he loves to bury his head in between your legs. He loves to PRY your thighs open, so he can push his head in between and eat you out.
Heâll also pry them open to slide a hand in between. If he figures he wants to finger you instead. It doesnât really matter, cause heâll force them open anyway (with your consent of course).
Helion
ASS/THIGHS
Come on, we know Helion is down bad for everyone. I doubt he even actually has a favorite body part. But if I had to choose, I would definitely say ass or thighs.
I think like Cassian, heâs always going around smacking or grabbing your ass. Shamefully too, if I might add. Youâd just be out and walking and heâd smack your ass in front of his entire court. This man, I swear.
He absolutely melts whenever you get ready, and you do a little spin to show him your outfit, because - yeah you guessed it - he gets a perfect shot of your ass.
NSFW: Its canon that Helion is a horny motherfucker. Always needing to fuck at all times. And when heâs got you right there - honey itâs five to six times a day at least.
Like Cassian, I think he absolutely revels in you sitting on his face. Itâs his favorite hobby. Heâd casually offer it, because he just needs to taste you. And he just needs your perfect ass and cunt on his face.
This man has the BEST head game EVER. Like the best. It wouldnât even take him two minutes for you to squirt all over his face. And heâd smirk against your cunt too. That bastard.
Your thighs are just a bonus, because he gets to squeeze them and grip them as tightly as possible. Whether it is when heâs eating you out, or when heâs fucking you. And the fact that you let him bruise your thighs. That you like when he leaves purple and blue marks on your flesh- gods he feels like dying.
Tarquin
TITS
Tarquin is often seen as the innocent one. I feel like everyone thinks heâs just a sweet little angel. But girl- he goes feral for your tits. The sheer femininity of them sends him into a spiral.
He couldnât care less if theyâre watermelons or tennis balls, as long as you let him worship them, heâs perfectly happy.
Like Lucien and Azriel, he LOVES when you show them off. Any slight glimmer of them will make him bark like a dog. And of course heâll buy you clothes and underwear that show them off EVEN MORE.
NSFW: Sucking on your tits? Uhm yes. That would definitely be THE one thing heâll never get tired of. Heâll come into your chambers after a long day of being High Lord, and pout at you. And you KNOW what that look means immediately- what heâs asking for.
And who are you to refuse him?
The next three or four hours, youâll sit in his lap while he mouths on your soft boobs. Heâll swirl his tongue around your peaked nipples, and often nibble at them too. And if that doesnât make us all wet.
He could come just from sucking at your tits and listening to the feral moans you make. Gods that gets him rock hard in mere seconds.
And if youâre fucking? You best believe heâll keep either his hands or mouth on them through the ENTIRE thing. Sometimes both. Usually both.
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animal
chapter 5.5
friendly reminder that i am not a writer, i'm just a girl who loves logan howlett and wanted to write something exploring his animalistic side since i so rarely see it done. my first language is also not english, so please do not be rude when giving me any feedback.
warnings: swearing, mentions of blood, introspection
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âdid you mean it? when you said you would want me even if i was more like,â a pause, âlike an animal?â
you hum, cuddling further into his side, chasing the warmth of shared body heat. âof course. i kind of miss it, actually. thereâs something weirdly attractive about you acting on just pure instinct, you know?â
he doesnât know, actually. his entire life heâs been told to behave in a certain way - there were those who wanted him to be an animal, a violent killer with no human morals or thoughts to interfere with his orders, and those who told him he needed to reign in the feral aspects of his mutation, who called him a monster for the way he was born.
even amongst mutants he wasnât always treated well. they had interesting abilities, beautiful things that belonged in movies or books or fairytale stories. they could control the elements and create things from practically nothing, while he only knew how to destroy. he brought chaos and bloodshed everywhere he went.
he was the kind of mutant that made people uncomfortable, the kind of mutant people saw as a freak of nature, a mistake. people like him were the reason mutants would never be accepted within society. he was too violent, too dangerous, too much of a threat.
they would fight for mutant rights, but turn right around and tell him to hide who he was, to be gentle or kind or better, whatever they decided that meant. because his nature made everyone uncomfortable.
and he understood that. because logan hated himself as much, if not more, than they all seemed to hate him. heâs always hated his instincts, hated how it made him feel, hated the way he felt that he couldnât always control himself, hated what they made him.
so heâs always hidden parts of himself, never fully revealing who he is to anyone. in return, he finds people who love him, or at least who claim that they do, and the need for acceptance that presses down on his heart lessens into a bearable weight.
it was why heâd been so ashamed when heâd started to regain his memories, flashes of his past showing up in his dreams. for months heâd acted on his natural instincts with you, every lesson heâs ever been taught temporarily erased from his mind. heâd allowed himself to be wild, feral, a disgusting beast that doesnât qualify as human. a monster.
and yet here you are, telling him that you find it attractive, smiling at him as if he hasnât spent his entire life running from himself, being hunted down for his mutation for one reason or another, either to kill or to use. heâs a weapon to some, an uncontrollable animal to others, a mutant to be trained for a new purpose every time someone new finds him.
but to you, heâs just logan.
you donât run or hide from what he is, you accept him with open arms. and thatâs terrifying, the trust that youâve placed in him, because all heâs ever done is hurt people, and you have absolutely no defences, nothing to protect you when he inevitably fucks up again.
he doesnât think heâll be able to let go of everything heâs taught himself just like that, let go of the control heâs spent centuries honing and perfecting to allow his instincts to crawl to the forefront of his mind. not after so long. but it physically hurts him to hold back at times, and the thought that maybe heâs finally found a place where he doesnât need to deal with that pain, a place where he doesnât need to hide - it makes the constant ache in his chest lessen just the slightest bit.
heâs still traumatised and plagued with horrible memories, anger still runs in his veins like blood, but all of that feels easier to cope with when he kisses and bites at your neck, scenting you, claiming you. and you let him, giggling with your hands in his hair.
your scent is happy, bright and warm like a sunny afternoon. heâs making you happy like this, the animal in him is making you happy like this.
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Feeling absolutely FERAL as of late.
I keep wondering if this is a hormonal part of being premenopausal. Like your body knows the baby making factory is coming to a close so it makes you absolutely crazy about sex as a last ditch effort to be bred.
I canât stop thinking about it.
I got so sleepy last night after eating a weed gummy so I fell asleep first. Woke up to mister fondling me and just touching me all over. Fucked me good and proper then cuddled me so deliciously we ended up fucking again. I swear he said I was incredible a few times and that just makes my heart sing.
So here I sit, unable to concentrate on work because I am distracted by my slutty fat pussy.
Send help.
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A Rather Eventful Night
This is a tickle fic!! Ler!Vox, Lee!Alastor (Radiostatic theme !!)
TW/CW: intense in places, a little sadomasochism stuff, lots and lots of teasing, bit fluffy
Word Count: 3,300
A certain deer sat down on the couch. He began to read a bookâ murder and cannibalism was prone in it. He flicks through the pages quietly, humming softly to himself. Alastor was in comfortable night clothingâ much different than his professional radio host clothes. As he flicked through the book, he felt a weight on the couch. His ears flicked as he glanced over at the TV Overlord sitting there.Â
âWhatcha reading there, sweetie?â
âNothing much. Just my usual style,â Alastor hums, flipping the page. Vox hums softly, placing a hand on Alastorâs stomach innocently. He then pulls Alastor into his lap without warning, earning a soft squeak of surprise from the deer.Â
âShh, little buck. Iâm just cuddling ya.â
Alastor settles back down, and could hear Vox chuckle in amusement at the book he was reading. âWhat? You know my style.â Alastor flips the page again, humming some soft jazz melody to himself as he reads the book. Vox quietly reads along with him, occasionally making noises of amusement or curiosity at certain parts.Â
âHannibal Lecter, hm?â Vox asks, knowing how Alastor was. The cannibalistic, psychotic, chaotic, beautiful deer demon he was. Insanely ripping victims apart on a live broadcast (Vox had to admit, heâd tuned in a few times). Seeing Alastor eat victims, that feral look behind those eyes of his. How insane he looked. Never truly a âtameâ thought in that head of his. Vox snapped himself out of his thoughts as Alastor hummed again.
âVox, what in heavenâs sake are you zoned out about? Unless you mean this wonderful scene here,â Alastor chirps in an almost sassy tone, purposely teasing about the book, âYou love how insane I am. Youâre obsessed. Both of us know it, you just refuse to admit it! Haha, Iâm everything to you! Years of you practically stalking me, and well, look where that got us!â He broke into a fit of maniacal laughter. All on his own. Vox watched with a concerned, yet strangely fond and affectionate look.
âAlright, alright, hush..calm down,â Vox whispers, rubbing those adorable deer ears to bring Alastor out of the laughing fit. Alastor lets out a happy sigh. After a moment, he settled back into his book, getting very focused. He was very quiet throughout his reading, apart from a few hums of amusement or surprise. Vox wasnât at all concerned about the whole thingâ he knew how insane Alastor is and could get. He heard Alastor giggle maniacally. Vox noticed how Alastor was positionedâ in an oddly vulnerable way. He wasn't sure if this was on purpose, so he didn't bring it up.Â
Alastor continued to read, his ears flicking gently in a rather pleased state. His book had completely engrossed him in the cannibal descriptions and the style in which it was written. Vox just gazed fondly as Alastor read his book. âVox, youâre staring.â âI am aware.â The TV grinned, hands going to Alastorâs sides. It got little to no reaction except for a light flinch. He slowly traces shapes on his sides. Gentle. Teasing. Barely grazing over spots.Â
âV-Vox.â Alastor shifts, blinking, eyes wide. He tries to focus on his book, he really tries. But the sensations⊠Alastor whined softly, squirming in Voxâs lap. He felt the blue-tipped claws grip firmer and scribble on his sides a bit more.Â
âHush, pretty boy.âÂ
âV-Vox. S-Stahapâoho god..â He leans against Vox, his hands trembling. Alastor still had his book open, but couldnât focus.Â
âWords.â
âCan you tickle me?â he asks, shameless. The deerâs body arched back slightly, and Vox turned him around to face him. âGood boy,â Vox hums softly, hands still on Alastorâs sides. The look returned from the deer was a mix of a lot of different emotions. Anticipation, giddiness, defiance..?Â
âSo, one thing,â Vox hums, pausing the tickles, getting a desperate whine from the demon, âEye contact. Tickles keep going as long as you can keep those pretty eyes on me. Got it?âÂ
A helpless nod was his answer. âGood little tickle fawn,â Vox growls, almost possessive. Alastor flicked his eyes up to Voxâs, almost immediately flustering himself doing so. Voxâs claws slowly trailed up his sides, earning a flustered, choked giggle from the deer beneath him. Alastorâs body jerked away from the sensations. âDo I need to tie those hands above your head?â Vox asks, grinning as he gets close to Alastorâs ribs.Â
âYou mihihight!â Alastor giggles, a challenging look behind those eyes of his. Vox hums and grabs a restraint, tying his hands together by the wrists before tying his hands above his head, effectively keeping him in place. Alastor squirms. Slight. Helpless. He managed to keep eye contact, though.Â
Voxâs fingers drag over his sides, featherlight touches that had Alastor jumping with every spot grazed over. âMmm! Mhmhmhm!â Alastor giggles out, back arching as he holds eye contact. Voxâs claws found a spot right below his ribcage and thatâs where Alastor took a sharp breath in. âTickle tickle tickle,~â Vox purred close to Alastorâs ear, and the Radio Demonâs body shivered. Hard.Â
âOh, does my tickle baby like that?â Vox asked teasingly, one hand going to the necklace collar he had put on Alastor before this whole thing started. Alastor gasps with surprise as he nods shyly. His back arches as Vox scratches along his ribs. Slow. Teasing. Gently, and not so gently, digging in between the ribs. Alastorâs back arched as he let out a choked whine.Â
âGood boy. Such a good boy.â
âVahahox..oho god,â he let out multiple whimpers as Voxâs claws trail down to his stomach. He felt the claw circle around his navel, teasingly scritching right above it. Alastorâs body shuddered hard as he let out a bleat of ticklish pleasure. âMmm! Mhmhmhm! Juhust like thaâahat!~â his back arched again, his smile genuine. Happy. Blissed out. Tail wagging, ears flicking.Â
He breaks eye contact and Voxâs hands come off of him. Alastor let out a whine. âPl-plehease..â
âYou know the rule..Eye contact.â
âVâVox. Vox. Th-thihis shouldnâtââ Alastor starts. Vox cuts him off, chuckling, âBut it does. And you love it. Otherwise I believe you would have safeworded to me by now?â A whiny giggle and nod was the response. Alastorâs eyes slowly flick back up to his, and Alastor was rewarded with the claws returning to his tummy. He gasps and giggles happily, deer tail wagging. All delighted that he was getting the attention he wanted.Â
Voxâs claws scribble up his sides, lingering below his ribcage for a few seconds just to see and hear the reactions. Alastor started to squirm, trying to arch away from the persistent scribbling at that spot. He whines out, âVhahaohox, anywhehere else wohould be great!âÂ
âHmm, no..I believe I can linger here a little while longer, don't you think?âÂ
Alastor whimpers and tugs at the restraints Vox had him held in. âPleheaseâplehease! PleheheaseâVohox itâs badâitâs bahad!â Alastor started to tug harder as Voxâs claws persisted, one side going slow and easy, the other doing quick scribbles. Alastor arches away from the touches, unsuccessfully. He whines out, âPlhehease! PleasepleasepleaseââÂ
âPlease what? PleaseâŠtickle tickle tickle you? Right here? Up on these ribs?â Vox coos, scribbling up to his ribs, massaging lightly to feel for his ribs. Alastor arched away, maintaining eye contact by sheer willpower. He was attempting to show he was the one in control here, although Vox was proving otherwise. The Radio Demon tries to thrash away from it, but the restraints and Voxâs hands held him in place. The TV Overlord began to teasingly crawl up to his underarms, making Alastorâs breaths get frantic. âVoxâVoxvoxvox I-I knohohow whahahat youâre thihihinking! I knhohow! Dohohnâtâhahaha-! Dohohonât dohoho it!â
Vox ignores the pleasâhe knew if Alastor really didnât want it, the safeword wouldâve been thrown out by now. He slowly crawls his claws up to scribble at Alastorâs underarms at a relentless pace. Alastor screams and arches up as far as he could go. His breathing was all frantic and messy, and his laughs were like no other. Begging, whining, whimpering, silent laughs, desperate pleas. Vox just chuckled and watched his victim break eye contact after a second more of this treatment.
His hands came off and Alastor gave him an almost offended look. âWhyâŠwhyâd ya stop? I was handlinâ it just fineâŠâÂ
âYou broke eye contact,â Vox hums teasingly. His fingers swirl slowly over Alastorâs underarms as Alastor glares at him. âMmhm, there you go. Good boy, such a good tickle toy for me, arenât you? Youâre such a pretty little tickle fawn..pretty boyâŠadorable ticklish babyâŠâ He watched Alastor squirm at the teases. The eye contact became more profound. Voxâs claws scribble quicker, making Alastor jolt and giggle happily. His tail wagged gleefully behind him.Â
His giggles soon melted into blissed out whines. Pleas to move to a different spot. Vox grins, continuing to gentlyâand roughlyâscratch and swirl on his underarms. He loved the effect he had on the usually composed Radio Demon. The way his body reacted and jolted every time he hit a sensitive spot. All the deer could focus on was the feeling of those damned claws on his underarms. He weakly pulls at the restraints again, but not as much vigor in his movements.
âPleheaseâplease! AnywhehereâŠohohhoâŠelseâheheh!â
Voxâs claws scribble back down his sides, settling on the area between Alastorâs ribs and the side of his stomach. The spot wasnât as bad, but yet still had a bit of sensitivity to it. Alastor squirmed, giggling as he kept eye contact with the TV. He could practically feel how much enjoyment Vox was getting from thisâhe knew how the idiotâaffectionateâwas wired. How his stupid little brain worked. How obsessed he was with the deer. Alastor seemed to zone out to his own thoughts, before a quick scribble to his lower stomach jolted him back into reality.Â
He gasps and whines out, âNohohot the tuhummy, nohot yehet!âÂ
âAww, does the ticklish little fawn want me to go for his hooves instead? Or maybe his ears?â Vox teased. Alastorâs body shudders at the mere suggestion. âHm. Thatâs what I thoughtâŠsuch a good tickle toy..all mine to play with and make him laugh and bleat his little heart outâŠâ Vox went to try to teasingly boop Alastorâs nose, only to get a playfully aggressive snap of the teeth towards him. âOh, so youâre gonna be a biter, then? Well, we can fix that..âÂ
With a playful scrunch of his fingers, he begins to relentlessly scribble and spider over Alastorâs tummy, making sure to get under his deer fur which ultimately heightened the sensations by a lot. Alastorâs thrashing became more desperate, and his eye contact broke almost instantly as soon as the claws got to his deer fur.Â
Voxâs fingers come off of him yet again, giving him a sensation equivalent to a numbed person. He felt these odd tingles still running through his nerves. Alastor squirmed, trying to understand the sensations. His ears flicked around, as if looking for a radio signal. Vox chuckles, watching his little buck squirm and try to wriggle so his fingers would be back on the precious little belly.Â
âV-Voxââ
âAh, ah, ah. You know the rule we both agreed on. Donât you, sweetheart?â he croons near Alastorâs ear, making the affected ear flick and flatten, trying to escape the verbal âassault.â Vox chuckles, sitting back on Alastorâs thighs while he waits all too patiently for Alastorâs eyes to meet his once more. He casually checks his claws, making small sparks come from his claws as he chuckles.Â
âYou know, sweetie..I have an idea.â
âWh-what is it?â Alastor asks, almost scared, a flicker of fear crossing his features.Â
âDo you have honey?â Vox asks, the question almost..innocent. He had this smug look on his face, with a glint of near malice in his eyes. Alastorâs eyes widen before he blinks, confused. âHoney?â Vox nods, a finger slowly swirling into Alastorâs navel, drawing out a loud fawn-like bleat which he quickly covered up with an embarrassed cough.Â
âI-IâmmmMMm!~ y-yehesâ? I doâits-its, heh, in-inâŠoho..theheâŠâ he trails off, radio filter dropping as he blisses out from the navel teases. He bucks his hips a little, high pitched giggle whines flowing out.Â
âThe kitchen?â Vox finishes his sentence. A shaky, breathy nod from Alastor. âOkay, Iâll be right back. You justââ Vox pauses, remembering he had Alastor tied there, â--uh, just..chill there. For a minute, okay?â Alastor whines and nods, wriggling slightly as the tickles stop.Â
Vox stands up, scritching at his deer ear a little before standing up. He makes his way to the kitchen, which is the next room over. He looks through cupboards, not all too phased by the meat cleavers and skinning toolsâit was Alastor, for Luciferâs sake. He rummages through spices and sauces, skimming over labels, jars, containers, and other similar things. He found the jar of honey with a satisfied hum, grabbing it and closing the cupboard door. He grabs a spoon with a soft chuckle. He walks back to where Alastor was restrained on the couch, sitting down with a quiet murmur of greeting.
Alastor glances at the honey with a puzzled look. âWhat in Godâs name do you plan to use that for?âÂ
Vox snickers, âGlad you asked. I was going to use it on that pretty tummy. That is, if youâre okay with it.â He may have been a little sadistic, but always wanted to make sure the person being tickled was perfectly okay with what he planned to do. âOh, and one more thing. The eye contact thing doesnât need to be in place since Iâll have my eyes down on your pretty little tummy,â Vox teases. Alastor rolls his eyes in playful defiance.Â
âHow bad can it be? All youâre doing is essentially messing my fur a bit up, which then requires me to bathe myself later. So yes, go ahead.âÂ
Vox grins in amusement. He opens the jar of honey, using one hand to push Alastorâs shirt up further from where it had ridden up slightly. Vox takes the spoon and puts it into the honey, gently putting some on Alastorâs stomach. The deer jolts slightly at the sensationâalmost cold. He shifts in the restraints, squirming a little. He wasnât exactly sure where Vox had gotten this idea, but he wasn't going to complain. Yet.Â
Vox leans down and starts to fucking lick the honey off of Alastorâs stomach. Alastor jolts and bucks, digging his hooves into the couch cushions as he tries to understand the sensations. âWahahait! Wait! Vahahaohox-! Thahatâs bad! Thatâs bad!â Vox doesnât let up, at all. In fact, he makes his actions more teasing. Slow. His tongue licks up the sweet honey from Alastorâs fuzzy tummy, and he could feel the Overlord trembling from it all. He could barely hear Alastorâs gigglesâhe was pretty sure they were silent by now. He looked up and saw Alastor was just laying there taking it.Â
âGood boy, such a good boy,â Vox says between licks, then moves to Alastorâs navel. Which instantly got a reaction. Alastor bucks and bleats loudly like a fawn as Voxâs tongue slides into his navel. Vox chuckles against Alastor's stomach, continuing to tease his navel. Alastor was trying to thrash, but Vox had his claws resting on the deerâs hips to keep him in place. âFuhuhuhck! FUHUCK!â Alastor screams with laughter, bleating loud again.Â
Vox uses his claws as well, scritching around Alastorâs navel. After a minute, he started to melt into the sensations, blissing out again. âIt huhurtsâohoho it huhurtsâbuhuhut good!~â he giggles in some deranged, blissed out way. Vox continues doing it, and actually could hear Alastor crying through laughter. His masochistic side was coming out, and strong. He kept complaining how bad it hurt, but didnât safeword. Vox decided to be less sadistic, letting up on the navel teases for now. He goes back to licking and nibbling across the stomach of the trembling radio host, loving how he tried to twist away from him out of reflex.
âVoxvoxvoxvoxâ!â Alastor started to beg through giggles as the nibbles got gentle, and hands tickled up and down the side of his tummy. He snorts and bleats when the claws reach up to scratch gently at the spot right below his ribcage. Why was that area so sensitive? Alastor didnât really know why. âSuch adorable noises from an adorable little ticklish fawn,â Vox said with a fond smile.Â
âIhiâm not a fahawn!â he said, little giggles slipping out. He felt the television overlord nibble up his tummy, then stop a few inches below his sternum. He had completely forgotten about his complaint about honey and sticky fur, only able to focus on the tickles. Vox sat up, humming, âShould we try our little eye contact game again?â He could hear a little whiny giggle from Alastor, who had his face buried in the crook of his elbow. He could tell it was a yes, otherwise Alastor wouldâve spoken up about it already. âEyes on me, sweetie,â Vox coos, scritching at the side of Alastorâs neck, making him jerk and look back up at Vox.
âGood boy.â
He reaches down to fiddle with Alastorâs tail, earning a squeal and Alastor trying to lurch himself away from Vox. Vox held a gentle but firm grip on his tail. He scratches gently to get underneath the fur, making Alastor wheeze and struggle to keep eye contact. He doesnât let up until Alastor absolutely begs him to move to a different spot.Â
He slid down to his hooves, and he could see Alastorâs eyes widen.Â
Oh, deer.Â
He felt Voxâs claws dig into the fluffy spot and he kicked his hooves, unable to escape from the grip of the other overlord. Vox managed to hold his hooves with one hand and torment them with the other. Alastor giggles and thrashes, trying to wriggle away. The restraints on his wrist were really the only thing keeping him bound to the couch. Vox decided to go for the kill and began to emit small shocks from his claws, horribly ticklish to the poor deer.Â
Alastorâs laughs go silent and he arches his back, desperately trying to get control.Â
Then, the safeword slipped.
âRehehehed! Rehed!â
Vox stopped instantly, his claws coming off of him. He stands up, untying Alastor. âDo you need water?â Vox asked gently, and the radio demon nodded. Vox stands up, petting his ears gently before going to grab a glass of water.Â
Alastor was curled up, panting and giggling still. But, he loved the events that had just played out. He sits there, exhausted and waiting for him to come back. Vox comes back a moment later with a glass of water, handing it to the trembling little buck.Â
âYou did amazing for me, little buck,â Vox said, stroking through Alastorâs hair as he drank the water. He admired the way Alastor looked, all exhausted and giggly from their session. Alastor leans onto him, content.Â
âYouâre lucky I saved my page,â he grumbled playfully.Â
âOh, please. You wouldâve found it at some point,â the other laughs, ruffling Alastorâs hair. He smilesâgenuineâand lets the television overlord pet his ears after he finished his water.Â
âThank you for respecting..safeword,â Alastor sighs softly, all happy.Â
Vox nods, his electrical inner workings humming softly. Alastor half asleep on him, the soft hum of radio static, the moonlight flowing through the windows. It made it feel perfect. And perhaps, Alastor would feel the same way, even if not admitted aloud.
Vox continues to pet his ears, a fond, half asleep gaze on him as he watches the exhausted deer doze off.Â
âMy perfect little fawn,â he hums softly, before starting to fall asleep himself.
Perhaps Hell wasnât so bad with Alastor around.
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An Arranged Marriage, part 15
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M!troll x f!reader
1.4k words, and finally nsfw
You knew all Zen really wanted was so cuddle, but the way he whimpered and moaned while you kissed him and pulled his hair was just so enticing.
(I am feral over my own character, ask box is always open for talking about my writing or just monster fucking in general!)
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With a firm tug of his hair you yanked Zenâs head back to get better access to his neck. You softly nipped at the skin or sucked on it while you kept a firm grip on his hair, thoroughly enjoying how he whimpered and squirmed under you.
This was not what you expected. You had just planned on cuddling with him and maybe a few little kisses, but something about how he whined when you kissed his neck that first time made you want more. It had been about a month and a half of living together, of being married, which was about a month and a half minus a day longer than you thought it would be before anything happened.
If you were still in your kingdom, married to some upstart naval officer, that first night you would have been expected to lay with your new husband regardless of what you wanted. Instead here Zen had slept on the floor and made no attempt to touch you until it was strictly necessary when carrying you from the bandit camp. Even now he was scarcely touching you, his hands just softly on your back while you set the pace.
âI like thisâ Zen sighed, âYour lips are so soft and warmâ.
âEven if the tongue feels weird?â you teased.
âEven though the tongue feels weird and it is a little grossâ.
âThatâs hardly gross, Iâve had way worse in my mouth anywaysâ you laughed against his skin.
âWhat? So humans will just put anything in their mouth?â
âTo a degreeâ you used your free hand to tug at his arm and then grab his wrist. Even his hands were so different from yours, only three large fingers compared to your five. You sat up and lifted his hand up to your face, taking the tip of one of his fingers into your mouth and swirling your tongue around it.
His eyes were locked on you while you sucked on his finger. You were decently certain that he had no idea what you were mimicking, though it did not seem to matter to him and he was enjoying it all the same.
You could feel the way his chest heaved under you with how hard he was breathing, gently rubbing against you as he moved and you could not help but grinding against him a bit. While you were not able to take in his whole finger, you slowly took what you could, alternating licking and sucking until it looked like Zen could not take it anymore.
You released his finger and leaned forward to give him another quick kiss before clamoring off his chest, much to his confusion and disappointment. He leaned up a bit in an attempt to follow you, but you just placed your hand on his shoulder and gentle nudged him to lay back down. Instead you positioned yourself to lay between his legs and rest your head on his thigh. With just the tips of your fingers you traced along his thigh, smiling as you heard more soft whines from him, until you reached the base of his shaft.
While probably fairly proportionate for someone of his height, it still made him an impressive size. You wrapped your hand around his base and bit your lip little when you could not get your fingers all the way around.
Zen was watching you intensely, his eyes so dilated that you could barely see the green of his irises.
Slowly you gave him a few strokes to see how he would react and were pleased when he rolled his hips up against your hand. With your other hand you gently cupped his balls and played with them, just trying to figure out what got a good reaction from him and that sure did.
His mouth was open, panting hard and whimpering at the slightest touch and you took the time to kiss and nip along his thigh until your lips rested against the base of his shaft. You slowly ran your tongue up the side and planted a soft kiss on his tip, feeling the string of slick precum sticking to your lips as you pulled away.
You looked back up at him, making sure he was looking back at you and making eye contact before you took his tip into your mouth. You felt his whole body tense up and then relax as he registered what you just did and you could practically see the gears turning in his head as he put two and two together about when you had said you had had worse in your mouth.
He was incredible to watch as you just played with his tip, the way he was fighting between closing his eyes or watching you, how his brow knitted together as he processed the feeling, the way his breath hitched and his soft sighs.
Slowly you took more of him into your mouth, periodically pausing to run your tongue along his length or just to observe him. You could not take all of him without gagging and settled for wrapping your hand around what would not fit into your mouth. Moving in tandem you hollowed your cheeks and began bobbing your head up and down while stroking him, savoring the way he twitched and throbbed in your mouth and how his hips bucked up towards you involuntarily.
His soft sighs and whimpers became moans as you continued, which only encouraged you to speed up. You wondered if anyone else had ever seen him like this, so thoroughly undone, or if he was like you and his previously mentioned encounters were also emotionless affairs.
A weird mix of emotions were just bubbling under the surface. The enjoyment of seeing him so pliable and needy under you, of truly wanting him to feel good and not just trading pleasure, of realizing that for the last month and a half how much he had done for you and never seemed to expect anything back. You still felt nervous and unsettled about Tsovâka, and that would be something that came up eventually, but Zen had done nothing but selflessly take care of you and in this moment you wanted to do the same.
The way his purr seeped into his moans sounded amazing as he came. It was more cum than you were used to but neither of your cared as some overflowed and dripped down his cock. You looked up at him as you removed your lips from him and swallowed before teasing him by running your tongue up his length to clean up any that had escaped. His hips twitched as you did and he let out little overstimulated whimpers.
âCome here, come hereâ he panted as he tried to catch his breath and haul up back up onto his chest so he could be face to face with you. With his hand on the back of your head he pulled you down to press his forehead to yours and nuzzle against you.
You nuzzled him back and kissed his forehead, âFeeling good?â
âVery good. And it is no wonder that humans do not mind sticking their tongue in someoneâs mouth if they also do not mind swallowing cumâ he sighed.
âIâm just happy you liked itâ.
âIt was quite an experience, though if you told me before hand that there would be teeth so close to my dick I probably would have declined. I suppose it was better to not give me a heads upâ he laughed a bit and gave you a tight squeeze, âYou did not have to do any of that though, I do promise that all I wanted was to cuddle and hold youâ.
âI know, but the sound you made when I kissed your neck was just so nice. I donât know. I just wanted to hear more I guessâ you shrugged.
âI am not complaining, I enjoy your kisses, and any anything else humans do with their mouths it seemsâ.
âGood, I like the sounds you makeâ.
âIs it possible for me to do anything like that for you?â
âIâm not sure, I mean with your tusks I really donât know if youâll be able to get close enough to do anythingâ.
âI would like to try sometime, if you will let meâ.
"I'd like that".
"I do not suppose you are hungry? It is about dinner time".
"Less hungry that I was a bit ago" you laughed.
Part 16
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