#I’m gonna scream without the s

[nina-ya]

Virgin! Law who loves grinding on you during steamy make out session with

!!!!Yes yes yes a thousand times yes!!!

Steamy make out sessions where you feel his hardened cock poking at you through his jeans as he rolls his hips into yours. The hisses and small groans he lets out when you move your own hips a certain way is just music to your ears.

Steamy make out sessions like these where he accidentally leaves teeth marks on your neck and because his mouth was practically clamped down on it the entire time as he rutted against you, feeling the urge to just take you right then and there.

Don’t use your hand to tease him during these sessions unless you want him to cum in his pants. Rub him through his pants, palm his tip through the denim, and watch as he falls apart right under you, shuddering as he unconsciously moves faster and harder against your touch, dampening the fabric with his seed.

[seonghwaddict]

appreciation post for this san because it’s so important to me

[ocdhuacheng]

Acab obviously but I’m literally such a cop when it comes to certain traffic violations like I’m always coming on here afterwards to complain like

[aris-smut]

YALL HAVE DONE SOMETHING TO ME.

So. I get ONE. ONE. ONE!!! COD smut! On my for you. AND NOW I CANT GET ENOUGH IM EATING THIS SHIT UP PLS SE SEND BRAINROT IM ACTUALLY BACK FROM THE DEAD CAUSE OF GHOST AND KÖNIG.

[yawndaime]

BREATH OF THE WILD 2 TOMORROW!!!!!

[kurooh]

MATCH MY FREAK ★ JUJUTSU KAISEN

⊹₊˚. featuring gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, fushiguro toji, & kamo choso tryin’ to keep up with their freak of a girlfriend.

warnings. 18+ content — mdni, fem! reader, hair pulling, overstimulation, rough sex, oral, passing out, spitting, some degradation, squirting, public sex, light slapping, choking. | 3.4k words of FILTH

xoxo, juno. needed characterization practice loll. comment & rb if you enjoyed <33

GOJO SATORU # matches you

“aw, you’re so cute when you’re slutting yourself out for my fucking cock, baby,” satoru coos, lips trailing over your pebbled nipples while his tip teases your messy cunt. it was a mistake, deciding to play a stupid game of chicken with him—the gist of the game was to tease one another, and see who’d give up first.

you’d overestimated yourself just a little; you both ended up fully naked, with satoru on top of you and unwilling to let you go so you could make a fair move. but of course, you didn’t want to give up, and neither did he—it doesn’t even matter, not when he’s winning the game like this.

you bite down on your lower lip, weakly closing your thighs in an attempt to push him back to even out the playing field. “oh, is this the first sign of defeat, baby?”

“absolutely not,” you hiss, brows knitting when he tosses your thighs apart and nudges his tip inside you. “you cheated, i can’t even make a fair move.”

“all’s fair in a game of chicken and sex. don’t complain, ‘s not my fault you overestimated yourself.” satoru’s snicker has your heels digging into his lower back as you force him to push his cock inside you; his expression melts into one of pure euphoria as he sinks in, inch by inch.

“how’s that, satoru?” you purr, satisfied. he glares at you, azure eyes hooded and heavy with lust; without even slipping out of you, he flips you over onto your stomach and presses your head into the sheets. beneath the two of you, the bed groans, creaking growing loud as he moves his hips, slamming into you so hard the headboard bangs against the wall.

“got some nerve . . thinking you could show me how to fuck, tsk,” he shakes his head, punctuating his words with harsh thrusts.

“fuck!” you sob, fingers scrabbling for purchase on his waist to pause him for a moment. you’re still thinking about the game, but satoru’s aching for more after having been teased for so long.

“give up and just focus on cumming for me, babygirl,” he grunts into your ear, savoring the gasps you can’t seem to stop letting out. his balls slap into your clit, and the room fills with the filthy sound of fucking—skin against skin, groaning, and begging.

you can’t even form one thought about being competitive when satoru’s fucking every single thing out of your head. “r-right there, toru,” you wail, arching upwards and pressing your ass against him.

satoru gifts it with a smack that rings through the room, then lifts your lips up and doesn’t even give you a second to adjust to the new angle that has you taking his cock both deeper and faster. just when you think you can’t take any more, satoru slips a hand beneath your body and plants his palm firmly against your lower stomach.

“eh, what’re you doing?” wordlessly, satoru draws his hips back until only his tip is left inside you, then presses down with his hand before canting his hips forward. it’s too much—you all but scream as he mercilessly plunges into you again and again.

your body is slick with sweat and only growing hotter by the moment; the sound of his rough panting coupled with the occasional whine he lets out only has you burying your face deeper into the sheets.

satoru clicks his tongue, voice shaking ever so slightly. “arch it for me, baby—fuckkk, that’s perfect.”

he’s delirious with pleasure, eyes rolling back into his head while his face only flushes a darker pink from the heat of it all. that was the thing about him — he could always dish it out, and take it, but not for long.

“i-i’m gonna cum,” and his voice splinters into a whine at the end of his sentence, spurring you on to fuck him back. you’re tossing your hips back onto him, bouncing your ass so deliciously he wants to take a bite. “shit, i’m gonna cum.”

“give it to me, satoru,” you manage, turning back at the right moment. icy blue eyes connect with yours and he uselessly blinks away the tears that are gathered on his waterline, only for a few to spill over and run down his cheeks. “cum inside me, make it yours, toru.”

with a groan of your name, satoru’s abs clench as he spills inside you, cock twitching against your cervix. he presses down harder on your lower stomach, drawing out your own orgasm.

“just like that, toru—” you interrupt yourself with a moan as your pussy gushes all over, spraying onto his pelvis and cock.

“that’s my girl,” satoru groans, lightly smacking your clit and chuckling at the way your entire body trembles in response. “by the way, the game was a tie.”

GETO SUGURU # matches you

“open. good girl,” suguru spits onto your awaiting tongue, violet eyes observing expectantly as you swallow. his spit tastes like the grape lollipop he’d been sliding between his lips on your walk around the city together. now, in the backseat of his car, he’s got you caged beneath him, gripping your jaw with one large hand.

“you’re so cute, really,” suguru says with a snort, lightly smacking at your cheek. “your idea of a date is going around and flirting as much as possible. hm, ‘s like you were trying to piss me off, end up like this in the car. you know how busy this place is, don’t you?”

“i don’t care,” you pout, tugging the hem of your shirt upwards to reveal your stomach; he doesn’t stop you as you slide your shorts halfway down, revealing the lace of the panties you’re wearing, all for him. “just touch me, sugu. please?”

“you’re so needy,” he scoffs, although his voice lilts into a willing tone as he unbuttons your shorts and inches backwards to allow you to toss your legs over his shoulders.

suguru’s dark hair is soft from the premium shampoos and conditioners he uses meticulously; half of it was tied up in a tight bun while the rest flowed freely past his shoulders. until you pulled his hair free from its ties and gathered the silky tresses between your fingers, impatiently tugging him towards the place you needed him most.

“would it kill you to be patient?” suguru’s question is genuine as he leaves open mouthed kisses on the tender skin of your inner thighs, nipping lightly to tease you a little more.

“yes,” you huff, fingers relaxing in his hair as he moves closer to your already messy pussy, reveling in the sight of his favorite snack (dessert?).

“shit,” suguru’s voice is strained as he feels arousal resonate through his entire body, causing his temperature and heart rate to spike. “you’re fucking soaked, princess.”

“what’re you waiting for?” you moan, frustrated by the sight of his tongue as he speaks, eager to feel him use it on you.

he ignores you then, opting to land a light slap to your pussy. the force of his palm coming down on your already sensitive clit sends sparks of pleasure through the entire lower half of your body, eliciting a drawn out whine from your lips.

“s-spit on it,” you manage, squirming beneath his heavy gaze. he’s practically burning holes into your skin with those pretty purple eyes of his.

“you want it realll bad, don’t you?” suguru’s tone is nothing short of mocking as he continues to stay a frustrating distance away from your cunt.

frantic for his touch, for him—your hips jolt upwards, and you cry out when he shoves them back down easily. “come on, sugu—i can handle it.”

“yeah? you won’t tap out this time?”

“god, i-i want you to ruin me.”

the admission pulls a laugh from between his lips, and yet he doesn’t waste any time diving forward to devour you. suguru’s tongue strokes up your folds, collecting your wetness at the tip before darting forward to push inside you. the action is meant to tease, to piss you off, and it does.

“d-don’t do this right now, sugu,” your fingers tighten in his hair as you pull him forward insistently.

“alright, alright,” his lips move against your lower pair and he slides his hands beneath your ass to scoop you closer. in a matter of seconds; suguru’s got his whole mouth on you now, sucking and licking and slurping obscenely. the wet noises fill the car, coupled with your shared moans.

tasting you and hearing you is all he really needs to be satisfied; the way you’re tugging on his hair is painful at first, but it quickly becomes something that has him moaning louder than you. that was his achilles heel—his hair, of all things. when pulled just right, or brushed gently, he couldn’t ever stop himself from making those low, yet pretty sounds of his. sometimes his scalp would grow sensitive after a while, and his grunts would turn into pitched moans he couldn’t control.

without a care for the many people passing by the parked car, your back arches off the backseat, tits bouncing deliciously beneath your shirt. “‘m close, sugu—just like that, d-don’t stop!”

he inserts a single finger inside you, filling you up and stretching you out nicely. then, he curls it deeply, prodding against that sweet spot of yours. he’d committed all the places that’d make you tick to memory, and this happened to be one of the top three. suguru’s cheeks darken from the heat of it all as he sucks your clit between his lips and lavishes it with attention from his tongue.

it’s as soft as silk and yet so rough as it drags up and down the swollen bud. your hips jolt upwards again and again, body thrashing as the white hot pleasure circulates throughout your insides, pooling deep in your stomach. the knot frays with each passing second, your toes curling as you hurtle closer to euphoria.

“s-suguru,” you moan. he looks up at the right time to see your eyes rolling back as you dissolve into pleasure. “‘m gonna cum, i—”

your brain short circuits as the knot inside you snaps, cunt squeezing hard around his finger and fluttering as he draws it backwards. your clit hardens beneath his tongue, and he moans from the sensation, the vibrations making you jerk.

suguru’s kind enough to let you ride it out, fingers gripping his hair to the point of potential baldness. he doesn’t mind, especially not when you squeak out a blissed out, dazed “t-thank you, sugu.”

NANAMI KENTO # doesn’t match you yet

“fucking—shit, angel, slow down,” kento swallows a whine, trying not to beg. his head tips back, strands of his blonde hair escaping their neat gel hold and falling over his forehead. “come on, you’re going too fast.”

his pleas fall on deaf ears as you smirk and lean in towards that sweet, sensitive spot on his neck that always has him seeing stars once it’s touched the right way. you giggle against his skin, leaving a few wet kisses along his neck before sinking your teeth. the bite is entirely playful, but his abs clench tightly against you and he sucks in a breath.

the couch is creaking loudly from the ferocious and aggressive way you’re riding him, hips slamming into his without a single concern for how sensitive he is from prior orgasms. uncharacteristic whines pour from his lips along with heaving pants of your name as kento frantically searches for purchase on your hips.

“what’s wrong, kento?” you purr, kissing away the drool from the corners of his lips. he’s got hearts in his eyes from the chaste action; the dichotomy between the sweetness and nastiness is so overwhelming . . kento’s fingers dig into the plush skin at your hips as he tries to stop you.

“n-no need to go so fast. let me guide you instead, princess,” but he’s really just trying to save himself the embarrassment of cumming again and sobbing from the overstimulation.

kento’s neck absorbs the soft moans you let out as he moves your hips at a much slower, languid pace. “fuck, ken, ‘s good . . little faster, please?”

he tugs his lower lip between his teeth. “be patient. just keep your eyes on me, angel.”

“but it - it’s not enough,” and your hips increase, returning to the beginning of your wild pace. the loud squelching sound of your pussy and the smacks of skin against skin drown out whatever he says next, but he seems to accept it. his cheeks are flushed and his face is covered in a sheen of sweat, and although he’d been desperate for reprieve earlier he’s accepting being ridden like a horse now.

each drag of your sticky cunt on his cock pulls plenty of sound from the both of you. this is the first time you’ve ever ridden his cock—first time anyone has ever—and all of his concerns are melting away as he fully submits to you. to your cunt—he’s completely pussydrunk.

“shit, angel,” he swallows, body bowing forward as he presses his face into your chest, allowing your tits to smack against his cheeks. “i-i’m gonna cum again—i don’t think i can anymore after this, you’ll have to—”

you tilt his chin upwards and connect your lips to his, swallowing the sounds he makes as he comes undone. you can only tremble as his cock throbs inside you, and his head falls against you weakly after he lets out a choked groan.

“ken, feels so fucking good,” you sob, fingernails raking over the taut muscles of his back. those marks will sting tomorrow under his suit, a sultry reminder of you. his breaths come in harsh pants against your skin, and he makes no move to pull away as you ride him to completion.

you’re sore, and the room is hot and smelling of nothing but sex, but you’re too close to stop. there’s no need to give a warning as your cunt spasms on him, squeezing his cock so hard he’s pushed out of you. the loss of fulfillment makes you hiss, and you nudge him lightly, helping him sit back.

kento has passed out — he’s quite literally fucked out, eyes closed and all as his chest rapidly rises and falls. of course, his swollen cock still stands at attention between his legs, tip prodding against you.

FUSHIGURO TOJI # is freakier

“run that by me again, doll. i dare ya.”

toji’s voice is low and deep as it rumbles from his chest, his raspy demand sending a hot rush of excitement right between your legs. “t-toji,” is all you can squeak out, legs spreading weakly as he tosses them to the side to make more room. “i-i said, i can’t keep going—”

fushiguro toji was not a patient man, nor was he someone who tolerated quitting or giving up in any kind of way, regardless of the situation. the idea of you attempting to tap out this early after teasing him all fucking day truly flipped a switch in his brain. it honestly set him off, like a spark of fire to a stick of dynamite.

“aw, just shut up, baby,” toji twists a hand into your hair and yanks your head backwards, leaning close to savor the sight of your arched back as well as to speak directly into your ear. his breath ghosts over the shell of your ear, making the skin hotter. “ya really thought that’d work? after all that shit you pulled today?”

“i didn’t mean to get you so worked up—” a nip to your earlobe silences you immediately, and a moan slips from between your lips, betraying the genuineness of your request.

“listen to you . . ya want to get fucked like a whore, isn’t that right?” toji hisses, rocking his hips forward and nudging his cock deeper in your tight cunt. the sensitivity is killer, but toji doesn’t care about that—it’s simply an excuse.

“you deserve this, dollface. can take one more, can’t you?”

with your hair wrapped around his fist, back forced into an arch, legs spread wide, there’s no other way you can answer him besides saying yes. always testing the waters with him, but toji would amp it up and have you crying by the time it was all over.

you let your head hang, lifting your hips to help him out; the sound of slick bodies smacking against one another coupled with his heavy panting is enough to have you whining his name, tears streaking down your cheeks. your hand slips between your legs to rub at your swollen clit since you know he’s too annoyed to do it for you.

behind you, toji arches a brow but says nothing, opting to fuck you harder. his heavy balls slam into your fingers, messing up your movements—but are they really? the impact adds a new, chaotic element to your pleasure, making you moan louder.

“fuckkk,” toji tosses his head back, beads of sweat rolling down his temples and forehead as a familiar ache in his side grows from all the exertion. “i can’t hear ya, doll . . make some noise for me.”

ever the mind reader—the words were on the tip of your tongue before his comment. “k-keep going—wanna cum for you, toji, please!”

he lets out a snicker, using his free hand to gift your ass with an especially harsh smack. “not just yet, got that? you’ll cum when i say so, doll face.”

KAMO CHOSO # matches you

“h-harder, oh my—fuck.” choso’s voice cracks at the end of his sentence, eyebrows knitting together as tears gather at the corners of his eyes. he cradles you close to his body, hands splayed on your shoulder blades as he savors the feeling of your own wrapped around his neck.

“i didn’t know you’d like this,” you say, kissing away the tears from his eyes and brushing the stray hairs from his face.

“you’re always asking me to c-choke you,” choso grunts, eyes rolling back deliciously as his cock twitches inside you.

it was true. he’d finally gotten curious enough to ask you why you enjoyed having his hands wrapped around your neck during your sexual experiences together. he’d always been interested to learn more about your kinks and interests, regardless of whatever it was. sometimes it’s a hit or miss, but oftentimes . . he enjoys letting you take the lead and show him how you like it.

you’re seated on his lap, cock buried deep and somehow not soft despite his prior orgasms, many of which are leaking from your cunt onto his thighs. choso’s never been afraid to get messy, as evidenced by the dried spit covering the bite marks and hickeys all over your neck.

“you look perfect like this, cho,” you coo, words sounding extra honeyed to his oxygen deprived brain. “you’re sure this isn’t too tight?”

ever the masochist, he nods, tilting his head to the side and offering the tender skin of his jaw and neck for you to mark up. you accept choso’s invitation, hands loosening as you pepper kisses along his sweaty skin.

he smells like his nice, soft shampoo mixed with your perfume. you can feel his racing pulse beneath your lips, and he savors the way you smile against his skin before nipping at it.

“ah, baby,” choso moans, hair slipping into his face again, “need you to—need you to ride me.”

“anything for you,” is your loving reply, spoken into the softness of his cheek, which is flushed a dark red. you rock your hips against his, hands loosening again as you indulge in the delicious sensation of being full. because of your movements, more cum pools on his thighs, hot and sticky from being inside you for so long.

“i’m..” choso gulps, an uncontrollable whimper slipping from his throat to interrupt him. “‘m gonna cum—t-take all of it for me, please baby.”

“mhm,” you moan into his neck, the fresh bite marks sticky with spit as they press against your lips. “give it to me, cho. a-all of it . . everything.”

choso cums to your words. his cock spurts ribbons of white inside you, so deep you wonder how long it’ll take to pour out, and his head falls back, entirely spent. his breaths come in heaving puffs, face flushed and sticky with sweat, but he still manages to look at you.

exhausted, he pants, “you didn’t cum, did you?”

you shake your head with a small smile, fingers grazing over where you’d been gripping his neck. “‘s okay, you’re pretty tired. maybe later?”

deep inside, you hope choso will offer to get you off anyway. a lovesick, dazed grin spreads across his lips and he lightly nudges you backwards.

“come on, lay on your back for me.”

“why, cho? you’re exh—”

choso shushes you, pushing you back more insistently. “i want to make my pretty girl cum on my tongue. lay down, please?”

[thecoyotescry]

I want to go to Paris!

no thoughts just nicky and thot blaster 🤤

[callilouv]

imagine laying against jing yuan's chest as blade leans on yours, peppering soft, delicate kisses on your neck - hand holding your face upward by the jawline for the fair general to coo over, lips teasing the corners of your mouth with a mischievous grin. you pout and try to shift from in-between them, but all you get is a chuckle tickling the presses of your nape and a precise hiss from your shoulder. jing yuan entertains you for a little more - telling you of various stories from his long-lived lifetimes before blade lets you go to 'shut the old man up' with your mouth on his, languid yet all the more greedy when you wrap your arms around him, trapping him in with a cheeky beam. from behind, blade huffs and rolls his eyes - almost demanding you to go back and turn to him now that the supposed 'crook's' breathelessly surprised - but jing yuan has no plans to do so, he says proudly. somehow, knowing the man behind you - you're half-expecting him to snarl and whisk you away from the ivory-haired man's hold - but aeons are you taken aback when he says 'fine' (behind gritted teeth). the general smiles, and blade's hands find their way to your hips. shit . . . they (finally) learned to share you. - idk whether to 'hehe' or bury myself in a hole for my (long-forgotten and non-existent) pride but like. i'm here so i'll do both - yk who, he - he :33

ayo ayo ayo AYO COUGH COUGH OH TO BE BETWEEN THEM FRRRRFRFRD<3333 i’m in heaven

[sugume]

CONJUGAL VISIT w/jujutsu Kiasen

Description: in which an inmate of a prison or jail is permitted to spend several hours or days in private with a visitors

More: Fem!Reader, explicit content, unprotected sex, some d/s dynamics with Toji, American prison system? (idk if other countries allow this lol?) 

☾ Ryomen Sukuna 

He's been in solitary for so long that you start to think you'll never see him again. He finally fixes his attitude enough to come in contact with others and eventually gets some visitation rights. Get used to having sex with him here because the guards inform you he isn't leaving for a long time.

 “s’too much Kuna!” You whine into the flat pillow but your boyfriend Sukuna could care less and keeps pounding into you from behind.

“Think I care slut? Been away from this pussy for months now, shut up and take what I give you.” He grits out, pushing deeper into your back with one hand, fisting your hair with the other. He’d be damned if you tell him what to do after all this time away. Do you know how spineless he had to act in order to get this visit, on his ‘best behavior’, desperate to finally be able to sink in some cunt after being surrounded by irrelevant men and guards with their heads up their asses?

“Feels s’good,” you moan when Sukuna hits your special spot. “I’m gonna cum!”

“That fast slut, it hasn't even been ten minutes” He chuckles, leaning down to bite your shoulder.

“Missed you, ‘Kuna, c-cant cum ‘out you.”

“Can’t do shit without me, bet you can’t even function out there without me,” He groans in your hair, you don't understand half of what he’s saying you just nod mindlessly and slam your hips back on his cock.

“Then cum on my cock, whore.”

☾ Gojo Satoru 

He's on a mission that requires him to go to jail. The prison warden is in on it, but that doesn't mean your boyfriend doesn't want to experience the "real deal." He convinces the warden to allow him weekly fuck sessions because he says he can't complete the mission without them.

“i-Im gonna cum ‘Toru!” you whine aloud, to far gone to be embarrassed that your boyfriend is fucking you on scratchy sheets in a bed that probably hasn’t been thoroughly cleaned in years or the fact that multiple other girls have probably been in the same position you’re in with other inmates, on the same bed.

“So tight love, haven't you been using your dildos in my absence?’ he questions as he thrusts into your glistening cunt. Watching as you throw your head back, tears running down your cheeks.

“They’re too small ‘Toru!” You wrap your legs around his hard ass trying to get him as deep as he can.

“Aww, they can't make you cum as hard as I can, can they love?” he pouts against your swollen lips. You shake your head furiously, listening to the sounds your squelching cunt makes when he thrust back in, his balls slapping hard against your ass.

“Think i'll ask if I can get out early on good behavior. I can't leave my girl unsatisfied now.” He chuckles before diving his tongue into your mouth.  

☾ Toji Fushiguro 

Your mans got locked up again! This isn't the first time, nor will it be the last. You don’t know how he convinces the guards to allow you to visit time and time again, but you won't complain. You always miss him when he's gone every few months. The guard just sighs when he sees you’re here for visitation again

“You miss me, little girl?” he grins, sticking thick fingers in your already sopping cunt. “You know I always miss you when you’re gone, daddy.” You gasp, your back hitting the cold concrete wall behind you when Toji curls into your g-spot. 

“So so bad.” you whine, grinding your aching clit on his hard stomach, legs tightening around his slim waist when you find the perfect spot.

“You wanna cum little girl?” he asks while marking up your neck. He needs others to know you’re taken and if he can't be around you at the moment he’ll make it known another way.

“Yes Toji!” You scream.

“Yes what?” He stops his fingers.

“Yes daddy,” you whisper, moving your hips desperate to not lose the orgasm you were chasing. “Please make me come daddy, please!” 

“That's what I thought little girl” He says before continuing his movements and biting down on your heavy bottom lip.

☾ Choso Kamo

Too ashamed that he ended up in prison to allow you to visit him for a while. After much reassurance from you that you don’t look at him differently he finally comes out of his shell and makes friends. Get’s out early on good behavior.

“You think someones watching?” You mumble, looking back at the camera in the corner of the dark lit room.

“F-fuck baby, don’t fuckin’ stop,” Choso whines, gripping your waist, trying to make you bounce on his stiff cock. ‘Who cares if they are, baby? They won’t touch.”

You turn back around and grin down at your boyfriend “mmm, isn't that how you got in here in the first place Choso, beating up a man for touching me?” You start grinding on his cock again.

“Do anything for you, baby.” He moans gripping your waist when your tight walls start squeezing down on him, trying hard not to bust a nut so quickly.

“Yeah,” you moan out, feeling his cock twitch in you. “Now you’re stuck in here for months away from me.” You pout and claw at his chest when Choso starts to bounce you on his cock. God, if only he didn’t beat that man up you’d have this every night.

“Worth it.” He looks up at the camera, imagining the security guard looking down at your ass recoil when he slams you down on his cock

[legstheoctomobster]

Where do dads get this audacity from??? /rhe

[rafesangelita]

kook!sweetheart reader that gets rafe to teach her how to drive because her rich parents shelter her and don’t want her exposed to the dangers that comes with driving 😓

warnings: bsf!rafe, rafe calls reader ‘babe’, terrible driving (she’s me i’m afraid), rafe has a lot of patience in this one

a/n: i screamed when i saw this!! thank you for the req, mwah <3

“wait, i’m scared!” you took your hands off the steering wheel, your heart beating in your ears as the engine of rafe’s truck roared to life. “look around us, it’s nothing but empty space, it’s impossible to mess up, ‘promise.” he reassured you, taking your hand and putting it on the shift gear. “is your foot on the brake?” you hummed, glancing at him before you put the truck in drive.

“alright, now just ease off of it slowly, it’s gonna go by itself.” once the vehicle started moving and you looked a bit more comfortable, rafe let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. “atta, girl..” you ignored the butterflies in your tummy, keeping all of your attention on the parking lot in front of you. “okay, you could give it a little gas now— hey!” rafe shouted, making you jump and slam on the brakes.

“see! i can’t do this!” you cried, rubbing your palms on the denim of your jeans. “yes, you can babe, it’s just- i said a little bit of gas, and we nearly flew across the island.” rafe sighed, closing his eyes momentarily. you stayed silent, already regretting asking rafe to take you out today. “hey, it’s alright, okay? m’sorry for yelling.” you swallowed thickly, slowly stepping off of the brake.

“this is good,” rafe sat up in his seat, “take a turn up here after the white line.” you did as he said, both of you cheering when you turned smoothly into the next parking aisle. “i did it!” you clapped your hands, quickly recovering when rafe grabbed ahold of the wheel. “let’s keep our hands on here, alright?” he laughed nervously. “s-sorry, that was stupid.” you huffed, cursing yourself in your head.

“no, you got it. let’s try parking, yeah?” you didn’t even want to imagine how terrible your parking was about to be. sure enough, you and rafe found yourselves standing in front of his truck, examining the position. “well.. you definitely parked.” he rested his hands on his hips, the sun beating down on both of you.

two parking spots. you took up two parking spots. “you know what, i’m just gonna have you drive me around everywhere, sound good?” rafe agreed without hesitation. “let me take a picture before we leave.” later on that day once rafe was in the comfort of his own bed, he did what he did every night and looked at your socials.

you had two new stories on your instagram, the first one being the photo of his truck from earlier with the text ‘i’m just a girl </3’, and the second being an off guard of rafe with one hand on the steering wheel, the words ‘my chauffeur is hot, yours is not!’ making a smile form on his lips.

[tootiecakes234]

“Hey Katsuki”, you scream from the your bedroom.

“What” he yells back at you from somewhere else in the house.

“Where ya at?”

“In the game room.”

So you get up and head that way. When you enter he’s sat in his gaming chair with his headset on.

“Hey bub…. Hey guys” you say loud enough to be heard through his headset.

“Yea yea. They all said hey.” You knew Kirishima and Kaminari were on the other end. Maybe even Mina too cuz she wasn’t texting you back.

“Kit-Kat, I’m getting hungry. Do you know what sounds really good for dinner?”

“What?” he questions without taking his eyes off the screen.

You walk behind him and slide your arms around his neck and nuzzle into the back of his head. You’re trying to butter him up because you know he’s not gonna wanna make what you’re craving.

“You remember those dumplings you made from scratch a while ago?” You ask with your voice dripping in as much sweetness you can muster.

“No.”

“No you don’t remember or no you’re-“

And he interrupt you before you can even finish. “No im not cooking that. There are frozen dumplings in the fridge.”

“But Sukiiiiii, those aren’t as good as the ones you make. The flavors aren’t the same and yours are so crispy and doughy. Pleaaasseee.”

“Hey you assholes shut the hell up. No ones talking to you.” He responds to his friends in the headset. “You want her to have ‘em, bring your ass over and make ‘em”

“I’m not doing this. You idiots hold on.” And he pauses the game and turns around to face you and removes his head set.

“Look we can order takeout if you want, but I’m not about to make freakin dumplings from scratch cuz you have a craving. I’d have to go to the store and get ingredients and taking the time to make the wrappings. ‘S too much.” He tries to explain to you in a rational way .

“I knooowww…. I’d go to the store with you though and I’ll help you make them…. Pretty please” you whine and stick you lowere lip out just a little with your eyes as pleading as you can make them.

Katsuki rolls his eyes and throws his head back.

“You don’t get whatever you want just because you pout at me. Spoiled ass. Not today. Maybe sometime later this week.”

You didn’t actually think he’d tell you no. He usually never does. Maybe you are spoiled. Still makes you sad though.

So you put on your big girl pants, tuck your lip back in and give him a soft “ok” before you lean down and press a soft kiss to his lips so he knows you’re not upset with him.

He is allowed to say no.

“Is Mina on the game with you guys?” You ask him when you pull back.

“Yeah she is.”

“When you get back on can you tell her to stop being a bitch and answer my phone call. I have tea to spill.”

“I’ll tell her.”

And with that you head toward the door and leave.

Once you’re back in your room it takes Mina about 3 minutes to call you and you start catching her up on everything.

You guys stay on the phone for about 30 minutes before she has to go.

After that, you bury yourself in the blankets and start reading the manga you had lying on your nightstand.

Before you can really get into it, Katsuki is walking into your room and going into the closet.

“Get your ass outta bed and get dressed before I change my goddamn mind.”

“What?” You ask because now you’re confused.

“You said you were gonna go to the store with me to buy all this shit so get your ass up and let’s go.”

“Kats you don’t have to, it’s fine.”

“Look ya spoiled brat, if I gotta tell you to get up one more time we are gonna be in here fightin.”

And the smile that breaks out on your face. You hurry and get outta bed and rush him. “Awwwww my sweet boy”

“I swear to god, I’m this close to letting your ass starve.”

And you wrap your arms around him and start kissing everywhere on his face. When you pulled away he has a deep frown on his face but you can see the sparkle in his eyes that he gets when you’re super happy.

You pull away and scurry off to get dressed.

He really needs to start saying no to you and meaning it before you really lose the understanding of the word.

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[baby-yongbok]

Let It Go

Boyfriend!Seungmin x Afab!Reader

♡ Genre - Smut - soft dom!Seungmin x sub!reader ♡ Word Count - 1.2k

“Listen, m’kay? I’m going to let you cum. I’m gonna let my sweet baby feel good but I need you to do something for me.”

♡ CW - light themes of bondage, use of sex toy(s), reader is called pup, puppy & baby, fingering (f rec.), multiple orgasms (f), [that should be all!] ✧ Masterlist ✧

You’re being so good. 

Seungmin watches you with a keen gaze, eyes scanning over your figure before landing on glistening amber. He loves you like this. Pliable, obedient, and soaking in his attention. It’s been a rough day. You called your lover while on the brink of tears just to ask him to come home to you. Just to ask him to own you. 

“You needed this?” He coos, squatting down to meet you at eye level. You meet his gaze, looking up from where you’re kneeling before him. “My puppy needed me to make her mind melt?” 

You hum, falling into a whine as you blink over at him. You’re biting the tip of your tongue as he watches you tremble against the vibrator laced intricately against your thigh to graze your sensitive bud. “You’re doing so well.” He cradles your cheek in his palm, running the pad of his thumb over the corner of your mouth. 

You smile into the touch, nuzzling deeper into the soft skin. A moan interrupts the moment, escaping your barely parted lips when his other hand moves the wand vibrator against your clit. “Seung.” You pant, eyelids fluttering shut as a jolt travels up your spine. 

“Yes, baby?” He tilts your chin up with the crook of his pointer finger. “What does my girl need?”

“W-wanna…cum.” The intensity of the vibrator is amplified the more he presses it against you. Your arms strain against the rope tying them behind your back, your hands balled into fists. “Please.”

“You’ll cum in a second.” He stands and you try to focus on the sound of his bare feet against the hardwood as he circles around you to distract yourself from cumming without permission. “Trust me, okay?”

All you can do is hum as you adjust your knees against the pillow under them, accidently pressing your clit against the vibe. Seungmin is quiet behind you, so quiet that you jump when his hand crawls over your collarbones to wrap around your throat. “Listen, m’kay? I’m going to let you cum. I’m gonna let my sweet baby feel good but I need you to do something for me.”

His voice is just above a whisper in your ear, coaxing sweet confirmations mixed with whines. “I want you to scream. I want you to scream nice and loud for me. Let go of everything, give it all to me. Can you do that?” 

Your thighs are shaking more and more with each passing moment. Your hands are tugging at the rope restraining them desperately as your boyfriend lightly presses the sides of your throat. “I can.”

Your head falls back against his shoulder. “I can do that.” You breathe out a shaky reply and Seungmin presses harder, giving you entry to the euphoria you’ve been longing for. 

“I know you can.” He whispers, kissing the shell of your ear. “Close, baby?” 

“So close.” Your hips are bucking now, humping into the wand as you try to keep yourself at the edge. “Do it for me.” His fingers press into the flesh of your neck just how you like it. Just how you need it. “Cum, give it to me.”

Your trembling at his command, eyes rolled back and jaw hung slack in a scream that would certainly have your neighbors concerned if they weren’t used to you and Seungmin’s antics. You’re bucking into the air, squirming in his hold while simultaneously spinning in space from the sweet press and release of his hand around your neck. “That’s it, there we go.” 

The overstimulation of the wand still laying against your clit has you thrashing. Tears gather and glisten at your waterline as your high builds all over again. “Sweet puppy had a long day, she can give me another one, can’t she?” 

“M-min, I can’t. I can’t!” You’re still screaming, your body is writhing against him violently, inadvertently hurdling you closer to a second climax. “Seungm- Seung please, please. I can't.”

A tear trails down your cheek and Seungmin kisses it away gently. He watches your every expression. He soaks in your every move. You’re so pretty like this. He finds you absolutely stunning when you fall apart for him. “One more, just one. Wan’ you to get it all out, pup.”

His arm wraps around your mid, draping across your stomach to hold you in place against him. His other hand finds your hole from the back. He presses his middle and ring finger against the sopping flesh of your cunt, sinking in at a torturous pace. “Fuck.” His fingers pump into you in languid strokes while his lips press feather light kisses along your jawline.

“One more. I know you can do it.” He nips at the skin, whispering gentle words against it. His voice makes you gush around him, the wet spot in the pillow beneath you serves as evidence of his affect. 

“Deeper.” You whimper, grinding down into his hand. “Deep, deep, please.” 

“Deeper, baby?” He repeats after you, cooing with a smirk. “Like this?” He sinks in to the knuckle, the pads of his fingers press forward against your g-spot and you’re losing it before he can even move inside of you.

“Holy shit.” With this orgasm Seungmin has to press you hard against him to hold you in place. The dual action of the vibrator on your clit and his fingers buried deep in your spasming walls has you seeing shapes that  you know aren’t real. Your vision is a mere memory as your eyes wander the white space behind your eyelids. 

“Fuck, that’s right, gimme all of it. All that you got, scream it for me.” His fingers fuck into you roughly, echoing the wet sounds of your slick through the room. The lewd squelches are covered up by your moaning and screaming. You allow yourself to melt against him, sinking deeper into his body until your legs come from under you and he scoops you into his lap. His fingers leave you empty, slowly sliding out to rub softly at your clit. 

You hadn’t even noticed the absence of the vibrator until his fingers occupied the space. The toy is discarded next to you, the nicely tied rope is half undone on your thigh. “Breathe nice and deep for me.” Seungmin kisses your forehead while his soaked fingers spread your slick over your swollen nub. 

“Puppy did so well for me. Did such a good job.” Your eyes are closed as he stares down at you. You’re focusing on coming down from cloud nine, trying your best to get your mind to comprehend his words. “Came so hard.” He runs a finger through your folds, collecting your slick. 

“Min.” That’s all you can manage to whimper in your post fucked haze. “I got you.” He reassures, moving to untie your arms and finish off the knots on your thigh. “How’re you feeling?”

He cradles you in his arms, brushing the hair out of your face before moving his hand to rub gentle circles into the swell of your bare ass. “ ‘m okay.” 

“Feeling better?” He nuzzles into you, planting gentle kisses along the bridge of your nose until the tip of it meets the tip of his. He rubs his nose against yours, scrunching up his face to make you giggle softly. “Much better.” He plants a final kiss before pulling back. 

“That’s what I like to hear.”  

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Oh oh oh oh o h.

“Even now, it still sometimes took you by surprise how tender this bull-riding, rodeo-chasing cowboy of yours could be. ‘But I think you’ve got her beat, honeybee.’”

My Girl…….

The way that this……this whole…….it’s absolutely EVERYTHING to me….????

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kinda wanna die.💞💞💞 Kinda (for certain) wanna be Rhett’s girl and be called ‘honeybee’ by him my whole life.💗💗💗 Kinda wanna climb a really tall mountain and scream from the summit about how proud I am of you for this and how much I wanna live in this story.💞💞💞Kinda I’m a melted puddle of nothing. 💗💗💗 Kinda wondering if Rhett Abbott is the love of my life and kinda think he is.💞💞💞

a sky full of stars

pairing: rhett abbott x girlfriend!reader

author’s note: this is my very first time writing for rhett after falling in love with him just about instantly. i was a little nervous to write for him, but i’m happy with how this came out!

based on this prompt from @mermaidxatxheart.

special thanks to @luminousnotmatter, @whisperofsong, and @therebeccaw for being so lovely and supportive!

warnings: none. just fluff!

“What’s that one?” you asked, pointing an enthusiastic finger at the constellation dotting the inky black Wyoming sky, just south of the Milky Way.

The chuckle that emanated from your boyfriend’s mouth rumbled deep in his chest, enough for you to feel it against your cheek as you lay curled atop him, burrowed underneath a blanket in the bed of his truck.

“What do I look like, a damn astronomer?” Rhett asked, his sly grin evident in his voice even though you couldn’t currently see his face. He ran his work-roughened fingers through your hair as you snuggled closer to him, using his body as a shield from the biting November air.

“You’re telling me you don’t know?” you shot back, arching an eyebrow as you lifted your head to seek out his gaze in the dark. “As if your daddy didn’t teach you every constellation there is to be seen before you were big enough to ride a horse?”

Rhett just stared back at you, a teasing smile toying at his lips as he rested one hand behind his head, the other still attached to your lower back. You could feel the warmth of him even through the layers you’d donned to keep warm.

“Well, what did you bring me out here for then, hm?” you demanded playfully, shooting him a pointed look.

“Some peace and quiet,” Rhett chuckled, his voice low and husky as it coiled around you like a warm blanket. “That’s what I was hoping for anyway. Should have known it wasn’t likely with you, honeybee,” he teased, chucking you under the chin.

Feigning a pout, you stubbornly poked at his ribs. You were certain he couldn’t have possibly felt it through the thick material of his Carhartt jacket, but he let out a laugh all the same.

“Lay down, baby,” he told you, tugging you back down on top of him.

He didn’t have to tell you twice. There wasn’t much, if anything, you would deny Rhett Abbott.

Today marked three months to the day that the two of you had made your relationship official, and you had to admit you were surprised by all the care your boyfriend had taken to commemorate the occasion. Your favorite flowers when he came to pick you up for dinner, the most expensive steak on the menu at the restaurant, and a stop at the liquor store to pick up your favorite bottle of wine—the one he always claimed was “too soft and fruity”—before driving to the outskirts of his family’s property, right at the tip of the east pasture.

There really was nothing quite so breathtaking as a black Wyoming sky on a clear, chilly November evening, with more stars than you could even think to number twinkling overhead. The only thing that made it better was the man enjoying it with you, the one who had thought to pack blankets and pillows in his truck so that you could enjoy the constellations in comfort.

Speaking of the constellations…

“Oh, come on, baby, you’ve got to know what that one is,” you wheedled, throwing him your best coaxing smile as you pointed once more at the arrangement of stars that had captured your attention.

Letting out another chuckle, Rhett shook his head and took your chilly hand in his, pressing lazy kisses to your fingers that warmed you instantly. “It’s Pegasus,” he told you, pointing out the head and the two front legs of the mythical winged horse.

“And that one?” you grinned, pointing at the constellation that looked like a stretched out W.

“Curious about the stars tonight, are we?” Rhett asked, smirking as his lips skimmed across your forehead. “That there’s the queen. Cassiopeia.”

“Oh, the queen, huh?” you laughed, tracing slow circles on his chest as you stared up at the expansive sky.

“They say she was the most beautiful woman in the world,” Rhett nodded, stroking your back with shockingly gentle fingers. Even now, it still sometimes took you by surprise how tender this bull-riding, rodeo-chasing cowboy of yours could be. “But I think you’ve got her beat, honeybee,” he added with a wink.

Even as you felt the warmth rise to your cheeks and a giddy smile break out across your face, you couldn’t help the giggles that bubbled up out of your mouth at his words. “That was some line, Abbott,” you teased affectionately, burying your face in his chest.

You could feel Rhett’s arms wrapping around you, squeezing you against his broad, muscular chest. “And aren’t you the one who’s always saying you want fancy words? Brat,” he laughed good-naturedly, pinching your bottom with a grin.

“I’m sorry, baby. It was a very good effort,” you assured him, trying and failing to smother the mirth that just kept spilling forth.

Letting out a noise deep in his throat, Rhett suddenly sprung up and, before you could let out more than a surprised gasp, had you caged between his arms, his body pressing yours into the pile of blankets and pillows you’d been reclining on.

From this position, you were able to gaze directly up into his eyes, so shockingly blue against the backdrop of stars.

“I love you,” he whispered, his lips just barely grazing yours as one calloused thumb came up to stroke your cheek. “How’s that for fancy words, honeybee?”

Eyes widening, you just stared at him for a moment, trying to process the words you’d been longing to hear him say for almost as long as you’d known him. He loved you. Rhett Abbott loved you.

“Not too bad, Abbott,” you beamed, cupping his face in your hands as you tilted your head to kiss him deeply. “I love you, too.”

[elsblunt]

ellie squirting supremacy.

ur fingers plunged into her pussy, releasing a loud moan that is heard throughout the room and most likely the other ones near.

“god! sh-shit.” her green eyes roll to the back of her head, one hand playing with her nipple, the other pulling ur hair so hard it hurts.

u chuckle, biting ur lip at the sight of her clenching on ur fingers. “so fuckin’ tight, els.” without warning u add another one. ellie’s back arches off the bed.

“oh-oh! my fuhckin’ god..” her voice trembles as u continue to finger her, going at an animalistic pace. “you like that, huh?” a smirk grows on ur face before you attach ur mouth to her clit, sucking and licking her down.

ellie stutters out some random words, trying to speak, but it comes out all messy. “yeeea! s-so.. nghhh! so.. oh my fuhckin’!” she bites down on her lip, almost drawing blood. “g-gonna..”

ur brows furrow in concern, fake concern. “what was that?” u pull away ur mouth and fingers. ellie looks down at u with a pout, tears filling her eyes while she whines for u. “ple-please.. so good, mama. so fucki—“

u cut her off by sticking in ur fingers again and latching ur mouth back to her pussy. earning a scream of pleasure from the auburn haired girl, thighs and pussy clenching around u.

ellie continues to whimper and moan, jaw agape and eyes rolling to the back of her head. “ba- baby.. i’m g-gonna!”

she doesn’t finish the sentence before squirt slightly spurts out of her pussy before it comes out like a fucking fountain. her mouth hung open but only broken moans fall from it as u gasp. grinning at the sight before u replace ur fingers with ur mouth, licking up her liquid.

the squirt is splattered on ur bed and forearm. “god ellie, y’so fucking hot.” u smirk and she covers her face, chest lifting up and down as she breaths heavily, coming down from her orgasm.

u kiss the inside of her thighs and lower tummy, making ur way up to her face and kissing her lips. “u okay, els?” u hold her cheek.

“mhm.. thank u baby.” the green eyed girl hums hoarsely.

“got any more left in u?”

[dollfacefantasy]

Since your request are open :) and I’m literally a slut for Wolverine can you feed us some sfw and some nsfw alphabet head canon for our dilf??? I’m literally screaming ( without an s) for himmmmmm😩

eeeeee yes!!! of course i can, thanks for the ask bb <3 i'm gonna split these into two so the post won't be too long i wrote these with X2 in mind cause he's my favorite, but imagine whichever version calls to you. mdni (18+) !!

logan howlett x fem!reader nsfw alphabet ♡

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Logan is good with aftercare. Like the man fucks you into oblivion but then he'll clean you up and grab you some water afterwards. He talks to you too. Tells you how good you did and how pretty you looked for him. He's touchy, not overly clingy, but he likes how you curl up to his side and rest your head on him. He'll hold you too and rub your back.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Your pussy. Like he's obsessed. Stares at it before he eats you out, just running his thumb up and down your slit. Loves to toy with your clit and hear you whine. Always tells you how "she's" crying for him. "She" loves him so much, squeezes him so tight.

On himself, I think it'd be his abs. He knows he's hot shit. He can see how you look at them, and it strokes his ego so much. He has his shirt off a lot when it's just the two of you, and he acts so innocent about it. Loves to tease you when he catches you staring.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He loves cumming inside you. He can't explain why, but it's just this deep, innate satisfaction he gets when he fills you up. Also, on a separate note, he licks his fingers clean when he makes you cum all over them. Does not let a single drop go to waste.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He'll whine if you pull his hair. It'll be the most pathetic, needy sound you've ever heard in your entire life. It'll be utterly humiliating for him, but that just makes him fuck you harder so it's worth it.

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

Ok ok. Hear me out. Logan wants everyone to think he's a slut, but in reality, I don't think he is. I think he's had a decent amount of experience, but it's more so his dedication to the person he's with that makes him a good lover. He does what pleases you not just what he's found to work on others.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Basic, but his favorite is missionary. He wants to be able to have a clear view of your face while he's making you fall apart. He likes marking up your neck too which he can easily do in this position. That's not to say he won't mix it up and do other positions, but his favorite is always gonna be the classic.

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

Overall, he's serious. He loves to tease, but in the heat of the moment, it's only to make you whine or beg. Laughter is not the sound he's aiming for when he's balls deep in you.

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

He's got BUSH. A huge bush. Listen. This man has all that hair on his head. Hairy forearms, hairy chest, hairy abs. He has a massive bush down there too. And that's beautiful.

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

Depends. He can be pretty gentle and romantic if he chooses. He can also be cocky and just run on pure lust in the moment. Most of the time, it's the latter. He fucks with the intention of pleasure. But if you've had a hard day or he's feeling vulnerable himself, the sex is much more soft. Lots of kisses, his face buried in your neck, whispering how much he needs you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He limits his jerking off to the shower. He doesn't wanna deal with the mess, and if he's that horny, he'll just come find you. Though when he does jerk off, he can get into it. Grunting, groaning, mumbling your name. Cause of course, he's thinking of you while he does it. Thinking of how cute you looked when you bent over to pick up something you dropped. Recalling the soft purr in your voice when you said his name yesterday. Imagining how good it would feel if your cunt was wrapped around him instead of his fist.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He doesn't know it yet, but this man is into pet play. He's not gonna dive right in with the ears and tail. It starts small. He calls you 'pup' sometimes without thinking too much about it. He nearly cums in his pants watching you hump his thigh like you're in heat. He's super possessive so seeing you in a collar for him would drive him up the wall.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bedroom cause he doesn't want anyone else walking in and interrupting. Even though he jerks off in the shower, he doesn't like to fuck in there. One time the two of you were getting down in there and he slipped and it sounded like a group of metal pipes falling. It was truly tragic. Totally humiliating. Never again. You're not even allowed to speak of the incident. From then on, he keeps your escapades solely between the walls of your bedroom, but it's not always on the bed. He'll bounce you on his lap while sitting in the chair you guys have in the corner, bend you over the dresser, or maybe press you against the window.

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

Logan's a natural tease, so if you try teasing him back, that really revs his engine. It's just so cute that you think you can outdo him. He'll just have to show you otherwise and fuck you till the only words you can speak are his name and "please more."

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Won't do anything with the claws. He has enough anxiety about waking up from a nightmare and impaling you by accident. Anything reminding him of that possibility has his dick soft in seconds.

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

Logan is a lover boy through and through, so that man would have no problem eating you out. He enjoys making you feel so good, and he loves having to hold you in place by your thighs cause you're squirming around so much. He also loves having his hair pulled, so do that and he'll grind himself against the mattress a few times.

As for receiving, Logan thinks it's so cute when you offer to blow him. He's never gonna say no. He loves watching you go to work on him, bobbing your head with such dedication and making yourself gag when you try to take too much.

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

90% of the time he's fast, but that doesn't always mean rough; though he can do that too. You just feel so so good, it's hard for him to take his time. He can if he's in the mood or is tired and just wants something lazy. But usually he's bucking into without holding back.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He has no problem with quickies. If you're living at the mansion, you gotta seize the opportunity when it presents itself. As established, he's fast anyways. He will get you and himself there in a matter of minutes. Plus, it presents the bonus of knowing his cum is leaking out of you for the rest of the day.

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

If you came to Logan with something you wanted to try in bed, he'd most likely be down. There isn't much that's going to be a hard no for him. Even if he's not super into it personally, he'd still be willing to play with it if it was something that got you going. Plus the fact that you asked at all shows you trust him which means a lot to him.

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

In his prime, he can last for a while and go multiple rounds. He's got that uncharted regenerative capability. He can get hard again pretty fast, and he will put that ability to use if you're feeling needy. He'll tease you about being insatiable even though he wants it just as much.

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

Does not own any toys. He doesn't feel the need. If you wanted to try using toys in the bedroom, he would, but he's never going to suggest that on his own. He prefers just pleasuring you without aid.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Logan is nothing if not a tease. Since the day you met him, he can't seem to go too long without trying to get a reaction out of you. And that extends to the bedroom. He loves edging you and then teasing you for how you whine. Gets you near tears by overstimulating you and then coos at you "What's wrong, sweetheart? Doesn't it feel good?"

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

He's not loud, but he's vocal. He growls and grunts right next to your ear, letting you hear every little sound he makes. He talks you through it too. "Ohhh, look at that face, that's my baby. Feels so good, doesn't it? That's my girl."

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

One of the hottest things Logan's seen is when he caught you having a dream about him. The way your moans were all soft and hazy with sleep and your thighs were pressing against each other as you squirmed. It got him all riled up knowing he was on your mind even when you were unconscious.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He's got a big cock. It's a good length, and it's pretty thick. There's a pretty vein that goes up the shaft. His balls are heavy too. Nice and big to go with his dick.

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

Yearner is Logan's middle name. He pined for you, and now that he has you, he's not gonna waste that. He's got a high sex drive and you guys are doing it most days of the week at least once.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He takes a while to fall asleep afterwards. He just likes to make sure you've settled. He'll watch you sleep for a little bit and be alone with his thoughts before finally conking out.