#Neck tickles are so underrated

[switchy-feathers]

neck tickles, but it’s someone burying their face into the lee’s neck and planting tickly kisses all over their jaw so they can’t fight it at all>>>>>

[itaipava]

— forms of non-sexual intimacy with f1 boys.

˒ ⌕ LANDO NORRIS

kind of intimacy where you guys do things together that lead to inside jokes and private memories; a beautiful feeling of closeness that comes from working in unison. sometimes it's so subtle and unexpected, it's like the two of you lose your way going somewhere the two of you have never been and one is responsible for the driving and the other for the navigation. maybe a bit of a fight here and there, but both  still working together to reach your destination and knowing you’re never really lost as long as the other is around.

˒ ⌕ GEORSE RUSSELL

kind of intimacy where actions speak louder than words. making - or at least trying - each other's lives a little easier, a little lighter, a little smoother, a little prettier, and a little more bearable. having breakfast ready so you don't forget it when you're in a hurry. wash and dry dishes together after dinner. leaving little love notes in your things to make you smile. the little things he would do only for those he is really close to.

˒ ⌕ CARLOS SAINZ

his favorite form of intimacy is where the two of you give each other undivided and unique attention when you're together; being as busy as he is and having a lot to think about, there's something so beautiful and comforting about focusing on just one person: you. that means ignoring notifications and anything that bothers him aside when he's with you. leaving certain places earlier to spend more time with you. looking adoringly into each other's eyes at random moments where you can swear there are only the two of you in the world.

˒ ⌕ CHARLES LECLERC

distracted physical touches, usually out of habit. when you are watching tv; he reaches out and strokes your hair, plays with your earlobes, or nudges you gently with his foot. and even when you are in public or with other people, he finds himself playing with your hands, your fingers, tracing patterns on your palm or the back of your hand with his thumb, all while casually conversing with another person.

˒ ⌕ LEWIS HAMILTON

bathing together; the form of intimacy in which you fully discover yourself and can appreciate every physical aspect while sharing a genuine and loving atmosphere. him gently washing your body with care and delicacy, as if he had all the time in the world to discover every little universe hidden in your body; he leaves soft kisses on your shoulder and neck as he washes your hair, which makes you smile because together with the little ripples of hot water they tickle your skin. being totally comfortable in each other's presence is what he's always wanted for the two of you since the beginning, and seeing your love growing every day makes his heart race with happiness in his chest.

˒ ⌕ OSCAR PIASTRI

the form of intimacy that grows on common interests and activities. for him, there's nothing quite like coming together because of a mutual love for a particular tv show, or during an animated monopoly game or mobile games, or an underrated book. thinking about each other whenever see or hear about it. simple but precious memories resulting from losing sleep because you were too excited at that show or playing together all night.

˒ ⌕ LIAM LAWSON

the kind of intimacy that only grows and flourishes with time, the true meaning of “making life” together. the kind where the two of you help each other grow in every aspect of life; supporting and rooting for each other's victory but also being there and taking care of each other in defeats. it's when you start to know each other's thoughts, times and patterns as if there is an invisible bond that grows each day between the two of you; like it always connects the two of you even when you're not physically together. it's the form of intimacy where you only know and understand each other on a very deep level.

˒ ⌕ MAX VERSTAPPEN

a kind of pure, genuine intimacy that encourages each other; listen to each other's dreams, fears, stories and secrets without judgment and show that no matter what, you will be there for each other. always cheering and supporting each other's hobbies, which always makes your heart warm to remember that someone is genuinely rooting for you and that even if you fail, that person will not give up on you.

[sl0t4matt]

k. yildiz bf! headcanons

thank you to the person requesting i’ve been meaning to write abt him, he’s so underrated!!!



❀ bf! kenan, who was your best friend before you even started dating.

❀bf! kenan, who’s family tried to set the both of you up just because they loved you so much.

❀ bf! kenan that you were first sceptical about when he confessed his love for you, since you knew your friend doesn’t do relationships and usually has 5 different situation-ships. you never want to be just an option for him.

❀ “please, y/n just one chance i wouldn’t say this if i didn’t mean it, i would never want to throw our friendship away like that.” the truth was that you also liked him, but you knew you could never get in a serious relationship with him, according to the way he acts.

❀ he had to explain to you somehow that he does means it seriously, so soon enough he brought you to your favourite place. the place you and kenan had been going to since you were younger. the beach. he told you everything. from how he had always loved you but kept denying himself to now. he counts every single thing about you that makes him love you, naming even little things like how your nose would get all scrunched up when you found something cringey.

❀bf! kenan, that has always been the sweetest with kids and loves to play with them.

❀bf! kenan, that would tell you all about the new football players he’s been meeting. you’re so proud of him for making it this far.

❀ bf! kenan, that would call you turkish pet names like: askim, kalbim, güzelim.

❀ bf! kenan, who buys you a ticket for his games wether you ask or not. he just loves having and seeing you there. it also gives him way more of a want to score, knowing you’re there. you don’t exactly mind it, considering you always loved watching football ever since you were younger. (always watching it with you brother and dad) but now you especially do because it’s your boyfriend that’s on the field. of course you’re scared for his safety on every one of his matches but that just goes with it.

❀ bf! kenan, that takes you out out on fancy dinner dates every time he can, treating you like the complete opposite of his pervious situation-ships. of course him paying for the both of you. he thinks no woman should ever have to pay for a date. he’s a big gentleman with you.

❀ bf! kenan, that buys you cute lingerie. if he’s the only one to see it, might as well buy it!

❀ bf! kenan, that you would poke in the ribs and tickle every time you see the opportunity to. he’s the most ticklish person you’ve ever met, that makes it so funny for you doing it.

❀ bf! kenan, who only lets you do his eyebrow-cut because one: he doesn’t trust anyone enough to and two: he once fucked up bad doing it himself when he you weren’t there, so he’s scared to do it again. you never were one to moan about it, though. you knew he was shit at stuff like that.

❀ bf! kenan, who’s love language is kissing your neck, leaving you with loving marks.

❀ bf! kenan, that puts his controller away only for you, no one else. there were days where you would sit on his lap while he played his weekly fifa sessions with his teammates. you would grind your butt on him, teasingly to let him know to stop and he immediately did, almost jumping out of the chair.

❀ bf kenan, that takes you with him to turkey whenever the world cup starts. not only focussing on his upcoming games but also his girlfriend. he would take you to all different type of places. from the city to the small homey like towns beside the city.

[avenging-fandoms]

The Beach - John B Routledge

Summary: You're new to the Pogues, you've been with them for over a year. Sarah and John B have been broken up for a little bit after he found out she cheated, and you hadn't had a boyfriend since you left Rafe on the boat. He takes you and his friends to the beach- only to run into your ex and his friends. One can only imagine when the Kooks and Pogues clash again.

Content warning: Violence, mentions of kidnapping and drugging.

Word count: 2,840

hi hi hi! look a little different? i wanted to umph up my writings and i feel very proud currently. i've quit writing on here a lot but i should just stop posting about it because i end up getting a new fixation or one comes back and i start writing again

this one is a bit long, i got a little carried away. i just love john b and feel he's so underrated

so hi or hello again! i can't wait to hear all your ideas!

please like and reblog!!

(divider credit: @enchanthings )

“The waves are gorgeous today, you comin’?” John B holds onto the doorframe as he leans in your room. You close your book a bit, eyes narrowing.

“I don’t surf, John B. But I’d love to watch you surf.” You smile softly and put your bookmark in, standing up and stretching after spending a few hours in your bed.

John B took in every inch of you as you lean your head back. Cold air sucks through his teeth slowly as his eyes watch your muscles tighten on your stomach, your arms above your head, listening to the soft grunts and whimpers you make.

John B clears his throat, blinking a few times. “Right, uh, I’ll-we’ll be in the Twinkie.” You stand up straight and nod, turning away from him. John B turns quickly on his heels and sighs, running a hand through his hair and heading outside.

JJ is tying the last board to the top of the van when you come out of the house in your bikini and one of John B’s button ups. Kiara spots you first and smirks, nudging JJ who whistles. Sarah rolls her eyes.

You hop in behind the driver’s seat, pushing your sunglasses on your head and putting your bag between your feet. “I packed a few snacks, I didn’t know if there was a cooler or anything but I didn’t want you guys to get hungry.” You smile softly at the Pouges and they all thank you, JJ offering a beer in return, which you decline. You did share his joint with him.

The Pogues found you on the boat where they were saving their friend Sarah, John B’s girlfriend at the time. Rafe had taken you on board as his girlfriend-hostage. You told him you didn’t want to go but Rose gave you and Sarah a tea to make you sleepy, and Rafe hated himself for it.. for a few weeks.

The Pogues didn’t know you and you didn’t know them, but they couldn’t leave you behind. You jumped in the water and John B pulled you into their boat, making sure you were okay before speeding away.

It was awkward the first few days. You didn’t say much and they didn’t try to initiate conversation- except for John B.

No matter if you were sitting by yourself, he made sure to go over and make sure you felt included. He’d bring you over to the group if they were playing a game, and when they played 21 questions, you opened up to them a bit more.

You were still hesitant around them, not speaking up when someone asks what they should do or telling someone they’re wrong. You were new and didn’t feel like you had a right to speak up, as you weren’t technically a Pogue.

John B parks on the beach and you smile, dropping your sunglasses on your nose and stepping onto the warm sand with a relaxed groan, arms out wide as you soak in the sun.

His ears perk up and the hair on his neck tickles him, making him rub it aggressively. His eyes move to his side mirror, watching his shirt blow in the wind on you, exposing your whole torso.

“Are you gonna make a move or are you just going to keep staring at her creepily?” JJ teases and John B pushes his friend’s head. They hop out and help the others pull the boards down.

As you reach up to help bring the last one down, you hear engines roaring behind you. Topper’s car comes into view and you gasp softly, knowing Rafe was most likely behind him.

John B notices your shaky fingers and grabs your hands, pushing his thumb in the hair tie around your wrist. “Hey, it’s okay, you’re okay.” You look at him and nod, your face turning white as you watch Rafe open his door and step out, eyes on you.

“I won’t let anything happen to you, okay?” You nod and John B hugs you tightly, trying to correct your nerves.

“Pretty sure that’s Rafe’s girl you’re feeling up. Do you have a thing for sloppy seconds?” Topper laughs as he stands in the middle of the Kooks and Pogues.

John B’s jaw clenches and he starts to walk over. “John B.. hey, hey! You can’t fight, no fighting, please.” You beg, gripping his forearm. He looks at your hand then back in your eyes, nodding.

He meets up with Topper and you couldn’t watch. You were afraid a fight was going to start, and Rafe couldn’t stop staring at you and you could feel it.

John B eventually came back over with a sour look on his face, grabbing his board and sticking it in the sand to pull off his shirt. He looks at you and you catch it, John B giving you a soft smile.

You find a spot for your towel where you were blocked from Rafe’s view but you could still see every part of the ocean. You planned on reading your book, but you couldn’t when John B was surfing perfectly.

Your chin rests in your hands with your elbows on your knees as you watch the boys in the water. JJ and Topper surf next to each other only to have Topper wipe completely out, resulting in you folding over in laughter at him.

John B and JJ take a rest in the water so you take the opportunity to pull out your book. Before you could get through the page, you hear a knock on the Twinkie.

“Yn.” Rafe smiles softly and you stand up quickly, glancing over at the ocean where John B had his back turned.

“Rafe.. I don’t.. I don’t want to talk to you.” You wrap your arms around yourself to calm yourself but it doesn’t work. Every Pogue was in the ocean. The Kooks’ view was blocked. No one was paying attention.

Rafe takes a step closer and you take a big one back. “Yn.. I just want to apologize for what I did to you.” His voice sounds sincere but his eyes tell a different story. You knew Rafe, he couldn’t be sympathetic. He was just like his father, how Rafe always wanted to be.

“Rafe, please..” your voice trails to a whisper, pleading him to leave you alone with your fingers lacing together. John B turns around to check on you, and does a double take when he sees Rafe and you slowly stepping back.

“Shit. JJ, let’s go!” The two paddle back to shore, leaving their boards in the sand by the water as they run over to you. John B stands in front of you and JJ stands in front of him.

“The fuck are you doing over here, Rafe?” John B darkens his eyes and he pushes you behind him. You were sure John B could feel your heartbeat on his back. Your nose touches his shoulder blade, peeking your eyes over his shoulder.

"Oh, I just wanted to talk to Yn, John B. Is there a problem with me talking to my girlfriend?" Your stomach starts to spin. John B clenches his fists.

"I'm pretty sure she stopped being girlfriend when you had your step mommy drug her and you kidnapped her." JJ spits and you smile softly at him defending you too.

"Yn, I really am sorry." Rafe steps forward again and John B puts an arm around you from behind him, his hand on your ribs as he pulls you into his salty back.

"You need to go, Rafe," John B's fingers grip his shirt on your body, your cheek pressing against his back where his heartbeat drums loudly in your ear. "Now."

"Scurry on back to your Kooks, don't worry about Yn, you have a girl over there." JJ shoos his hand and Rafe backs away, trying to get a look at you again.

"I'll see you around Yn!" Rafe shouts as he passes the twinkie.

"No you won't, Rafe!" John B yells back.

You try everything to keep the tears from falling but your hands cover your eyes as you begin to shake. "Hey, hey, hey!" John B catches you and holds you tightly close to him as you cry. He sits you both down on your towel slowly.

"How could he think that was okay?" You weep, leaning into John B's shoulder. He sighs and shakes his head, rubbing your arm to help calm your sobs. "Sometimes I just wanna.." You fist a pile of sand, clenching it tightly before letting the particles fall through your fingers.

"Hit him?" John B chuckles and the look you gave him made him stop. He hadn't seen a look like this from you before. "Kill him."

"I feel like I could finally breathe if he wasn't here.” You sigh and John B clears his throat and you can’t help but laugh. “I’m sorry, that sounded crazy.” John B starts to laugh too, shaking your body against his with his hand on your shoulder.

“I can’t say I blame you, honestly.” You two finally look at each other and a soft gasp catches in your throat, your faces close to one another. “He never deserved you."

John B's hand squeezes your shoulder, letting out a shaky breath as he looks at your lips. You lean in slowly only to gasp excitedly and turn John B's head with your hand holding his chin. "It's a hatch!"

You pull him up with you, calling the others over. Kiara squats next to you as you watch them scurry to the sea, JJ and John B making a path for them.

Unbeknownst to you, Rafe was climbing into the driver's seat of his car, starting the engine and revving it. You and John B talk to the turtles as they push through the heavy sand, Kiara taking notice of Rafe in the car. "Hey, stop! There's a hatch!"

You turn around and hear the rev, eyes widening as you look between the turtles and the car. You race to the twinkie, hurrying to find anything that could stop Rafe from killing any of these turtles.

Kiara frantically waves her arms and shouts. JJ and John B are trying to get the turtles to move faster without disturbing nature. You, however, found an old metal baseball bat.

Fuck no fighting, fuck staying quiet, fuck being scared. It was your turn to be scary.

You grip the baseball bat tight in your palms, knuckles turning white when Rafe's car comes into view. You stand in his path, running towards him as he drives and slamming the baseball bat into his windshield.

Glass shatters in his lap and on the hood, a piece cutting your cheek. He brakes aggressively and you don't stop swinging. Sideview mirrors, headlights, tail lights, windows, everything.

"Fuck! You!" You yell over and over, Rafe watching with his hands on his head. "What? Were you gonna try and kill me again, huh?! Did you tell those Kook cunts how you drugged and kidnapped me, or are you still trying to portray yourself as a 'good guy' just like your dad?" You scream as you continue to shatter his back windshield.

"Yn, stop!" JJ grabs the bat with one hand and wraps an arm around your waist, puling you away with John B taking the bat.

"Expect a visit from Shoupe." Rafe smirks.

"Hope your buddies didn't catch me saying you kidnapped and drugged me or you should expect one from Shoupe too!" You yell, Rafe looking at all his friends recording and his smirk drops as well as the color in his face.

JJ carries you all the way over to the Twinkie and puts you inside, pointing his finger at you. "You're in timeout." You snicker and lay back against the floor, covering your eyes with your arms.

You couldn't believe how quickly your mood flipped. But the threat of killing baby turtles sent you over the edge. You sit up and lean out of the van, watching the last few turtles become one with the sea. John B comes over with his board and reaches up to put it on top of his van. You back up slowly to sit against the seats and stare at his body stretching in front of you.

He stands flat on his feet and you look at your nails before he could catch you staring. He helps put the other ones on top and you glance every now and then at his v-line. Everyone eventually gets back in and the drive home is quiet, and you felt at fault.

You wanted to find your place in this wonderful group of friends but you fear you just ruined it. The twinkie squeals to a stop and you're the first one out of the van. John B watches you run into the house, a sigh escaping his nose as his eyelashes flutter.

Everyone disperses elsewhere and John B follows you in to your room. Your door was cracked a bit, John B peeking his eye in to see you laying on your side with a pillow over your head, bandaid on your cheek. He knocks softly to make his presence known but the squeaky hinges did it for him.

You didn't budge. He sat next to you on your bed, looking at the closed door before laying next to you with his back on yours. You two lay like that for a while, just passing breaths back and forth. You could hear JJ and Kiara laughing together outside through your window.

Finally, you roll on your back and stare at the ceiling, studying the popcorn divots in it. John B lays on his left side, hand holding up his head as he looks at you.

He watches your eyelashes as you blink, the twitch of your lips, studying every freckle. You purse your lips softly and he can't stop staring. The tip of your tongue pokes out slightly to wet your lips and you deeply sigh and close your eyes.

John B lifts his hand, using the smallest tip of his finger to trace down your nose, exhaling as he drags. He does it again but to your eyebrows. Your lips part just a bit and finger brushes over the delicate skin.

"He never deserved you." His voice was barely a whisper when his finger traces your jaw, his words from earlier filling the air. You open your eyes, John B's face hovering near yours.

You move closer to him, fully under him now. Your hand pushes back the hair that falls in front of his eyes and you drown in the color. "But he did deserve the bat to the car." You wink and he laughs. His smile slowly drops and he's back to staring intently at you. "Are you ever going to kiss me?" You whisper, a rumble of a laugh coming from John B's throat before pressing his lips softly to yours.

Your arm wraps around his neck and you pull his weight on top of you, his hand holding his body up a bit as his lips move perfectly against yours. Your fingers grip his hair, your right hand pushing down his back and scratching up softly, John B pulling back while biting your lip with a soft groan.

"I've been wanted to do that for so long." He kisses your cheek and jaw, your arms tightening around him to bring him into a hug. "I'm so happy you jumped off that boat, Yn."

"Me fucking too." You kiss his chest and he falls next to you on the other side of you now, the both of you on your sides as you look at each other. "Do you think Sarah's going to be annoyed?"

"I honestly really don't care what Sarah thinks." He pecks your nose. "I've been dreaming about this day since I saw you reading on the hammock a while ago." He blinks a few times as if he was reliving it all over again. "You were always reading, you still are. You still weren't really talking a lot but you started to, even after all that shit in Barbados." He wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you into his chest.

"I know, I just.. I was new, I still am. I don't want to say something and then you guys get mad because I'm not a Pogue."

"You are most certainly a Pogue now." He kisses you a few times before continuing his story. "I remember it was sundown, you love to read and watch the sunset. But I remember this time, you weren't reading, you were nodding off. The book kept falling forward and it eventually fell on your chest. You just looked so peaceful." He wasn't looking at you when he told this story, but out the window to the hammock.

"Sarah is such a fucking idiot." You breathe before kissing him again, rolling on top of him with your hands on his chest. "She didn't deserve you."

"Those fucking Camerons, they have no idea what they’re missing."

“Sucks for them.” You smirk, kissing him again and holding his neck as you deepen the kiss, John B’s fingers tangled in your hair.

[bigdumbtickler03]

The nape of the neck is an underrated spot plus it’s so fun to tickle. Just gently fluttering your fingers or a soft feather over it and you get the cutest giggles and shoulder scrunches.

[kishibe-kisser]

Ino Takuma x gn!reader, sneaking around, secret relationship, makeout session, suggestive

"Ino you can't keep doing this! If my parents see you they're going to call the police!" You whispered after opening your bedroom window. The ski mask would have scared anyone else instantly, but the eyes behind it were ones you knew well. "Oh shush, you know you love it." He teased, climbing into your room and standing to full height. From his eyes you could tell he was smiling and you just shook your head, lifting his mask to kiss him.

He took it off fully, not breaking the kiss for even a second as he tossed it to the ground. You could feel his hair tickling your forehead as he leaned more into you, deepening the kiss quickly and making you laugh. Ino couldn't help himself, he hardly got to see you with your restrictive parents and he missed you. Biting your lips, you let out a moan before pulling away all flustered. It was his number one job to fluster you and it was working.

"What? Didn't you miss me?" He asked, leaning forward even more to look you in the eyes. "Of course I did, I just don't think my parents need to hear just how much." You told him and he shook his head with a smile. "Then they'll call the cops for sure." He said, picking you up suddenly and having your wrap your legs around his waist. You had to bite back a squeal, burrying your face into his neck as he laid you both down on your bed.

"Sweetheart, you alright? I heard a noise." Your mother called from behind your bedroom door and you felt your heart stop. Ino's eyes went wide and he froze, not sure how you'd respond. "I'm fine just uh- stubbed my toe." You told her and he stifled a laugh in your neck. "Be more careful, hun. We're going to bed now. Goodnight!" She said and you cringed before responding. "Goodnight!" Your heart was pounding now as you listened to her footsteps walk away.

"That was close." Ino whispered, settling inbetween your legs better. Your lifted your hands to play with his hair as you looked at him. "Too close." You said and he shook his head. "Too close would be getting caught." He told you and pulled you in for a kiss again, tongue running over your bottom lip as his hands roamed your pyjama clad body.

His hands slowly started lifting your shirt, just wanting to touch more of your soft skin. He didn't get to see you nearly enough, he just wanted to see you and touch your after a long day, so much so that sneaking around was absolutely worth it.

"That feels nice." You moaned, feeling his slightly rough hands touching your sides and stomach. "I could make you feel even better." He whispered in your ear, hands moving to the waist band of your shorts slowly. "You know we can't. Not with my parents in the house." Your breathing had gotten heavier and he felt pleased with himself. "What if they hear?" You added on, his fingers toying with the band now as he kissed the side of your neck. You wanted too, you really did but the fear of them hearing and hurting him was too big.

"What if I promise to help you keep it down? Muffle those pretty sounds of yours?" He asked, now tugging the fabric down a little. His words made you whimper, loving how determined he was and just how much he wanted you to see how much he missed you. "I guess that's okay." You smiled softly and Ino felt himself smirk. One hand moved to cover your mouth while the other tugged your shorts down, taking your underwear with them and you let out a sound in surprise.

"Now now, you said we needed to be quiet. Hate for the fun to come to an early end."

AN: This is my formal anouncement that I'm writing for Ino now. Hands down most underrated character. I really like him. I'm also adding another character that I'll introduce with a blurb too. Any guesses on who?

[whorediaries-09]

hii i hope you’re doing well!! could i please request sex w harry that starts off rough because it’s exam season + added stress from voldy and it’s been awhile so he can’t get enough of the reader!! but then he kinda breaks and is less rough and much more loving & romantic w/ prompt #7 :)

hi love! i love this request so much! i hope my writing does justice to it 😵‍💫

keep your body open,

pairing- harry potter x reader warning(s)- 18+ content, drinking. a/n- my mans so underrated in his own series.

prompt - breeding + 'let me cum in you. please let me fuck my babies into you.'

ps - i know your request didn't have breeding kink in it, but without a kink, the whole point of kinkotober is missed. so i hope you don't mind xoxo

the slut club kinkotober rules kinkotober masterlist

'so hard to ignore ya, 'specially when I'm smoking, swim world is on my shoulders, keep your body open, swim'

his lips trail over your neck, his teeth sinking into your skin. the alcohol staggering his heavy breathes. if someone told you that harry james potter would be straddling your hips, and kissing you so feverishly, as if he couldn't get enough of you, you would have laughed. but now that he was upon you, breathing you in, touching you in the ways you'd only fantasized about in your wildest dreams.

but now that he was upon you all of it seemed to be real. he captured your lips with yours, his tongue slipping into your mouth, teeth biting your lower lip as your tongue tantalized a dance with his. his hands worked on the buttons of your blouse, and you fingers fiddled with the button of his trousers. he moaned into your mouth and left your lips, a string of saliva connecting your lips.

'you don't know how long i've wanted you,' he breathed, sliding down your skirt down your hips. with a dazed look at your naked raw self, his tone grew sturdy,

'tell me what you want.' he demanded. with a gazed look of need and lust in your eyes, you fluttered your eyelashes and spoke, your voice breaking as he positioned his cock at your slit.

'i want you to fuck me,' you plead. he grunted,

'fucking pathetic.' he teases the tip of his erection at your clit and you let out heavy breathes, your chest heaving. he pushed his cock into you, a wanton moan leaving your lips. your walls gripped him tight, and he heaved a sigh, letting you adjust with the his girth. you closed your eyes as he slowly started moving his cock out and pushed himself back again. he takes your hands and places them on his chest, motioning you to get rid of his t-shirt. your nails dig into the fabric, tearing it off, and he starts to indulge in the warmth of your core with the most animalistic speed you had experienced.

'fuck;' you scream, as he curls his hand under your waist, pulling your body closer to his, breathing heavily into your neck as his pace brutally ravaged you from within. he tore apart the walls of your sanity and it was a like a mercurial high, when you felt him hit your spot. the nerves prodding at his cock brushed with your cunt so perfectly, you thought you'd pass out. he was a bit too brutal, occupied in his own headspace to show you his desire for you.

'harry...please sl-shit-slower,' you whispered. his breathing hitched with the way you said his name, and he slowed down his pace, enjoying the way you pussy engulfed him, letting you enjoy the blissful mannerism of his touch.

you felt the bubbling coil of the orgasm erupting in your stomach. your nails dug into the his toned back, as you felt the slow, lazy drag of his cock in you. it set fireworks in your heart, collywobbles consuming you and a light of fiery fire of lust that had to be broken down.

you bit his shoulder, your fingers crawling down to your clit to rub it, but he slapped your hand away. he grunted, his heavy breathe sending shuddering tickles down your spine.

'who's cunt is this?' you merely groaned at the question, desperate for your release.

'i said who's cunt is this.' he demanded, his pace faster now, your guts bottling up the orgasm which peaked,

'yours, yours, please let me cum,' you screamed, as his finger rubbed your clit in circles. your walls clenched around his girth, as you felt your orgasm escape, the tension leaving your stomach, and you let out a wanton shout of relief. his hand loosened around your back as he rammed into you, chasing his own release. half begging, half dazed by your exhausted beauty, he groaned,

'let me cum in you. please let me fuck my babies into you.'

your cheeks blazed hot as you replied,

'go ahead harry, give me your babies,' he growled, as you clenched around him, feeling his white hot seed spilling inside you

'keep your body open,'

[vaporwavebeach-writes]

Kinktober Day 2 (Roleplay)

Demetri (Twilight) x Reader (NSFW)

(1,163 words)

Summary: Demetri hunts you down

Warnings/Tags: 18+, gender neutral reader, roleplay scenario, simulated threat, predator/prey dynamic, dom/sub dynamic, guard/outlaw dynamic, lots of dynamics lmao, hair pulling (just a little bit), penetrative sex, rough sex, a little bit of fluff at the end (just for funzies)

Notes: day 2!!!!! I think I kinda went off with this one, I rewatched the twilight saga a couple weeks ago and I forgot how hot and underrated Demetri was, so here’s this LMAO enjoy the fic!!!

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The forest was loud. The chirping of insects, hoots of an owl, and scurrying of small animals made it hard to focus on the real sounds you needed to watch out for. The further you trekked into the forest, the more fear engulfed your mind. The night was surrounding you, shrouded in darkness, but you had to keep going.

Being alone in the forest at night didn’t seem as scary as you thought it would be in your head, but it was all a part of the game. When you proposed the idea of being hunted in the woods to Demetri, he was intrigued and ultimately entertained by the idea. With Demetri as the Volturi’s tracker, you knew you wouldn’t stand a chance against him, which made the thrill of the hunt all the more exciting to when he would eventually catch you. Shaking away your apprehension, you realized the reward for your bravery would be so worth it in the end.

Hearing the loud snap of a stick in the distance, you realized that you were already falling behind. Taking cover behind a twisting, knotty tree, you could hear a foreboding chuckle as Demetri prowled within your vicinity.

“You have nowhere to run, Love.” His voice is low. “Any attempts to escape from the Volturi are futile.”

You watched him creep past your tree, slowly. Doing your best to not make any noise, you sprint the opposite direction. This seemed to be a poor move by forgetting a vampire’s superhuman hearing. In the distance you can hear Demetri’s uproarious laughter as more footsteps that were not your own broke behind you.

Continuing to run, you were met with a small, abandoned castle- completely made of stone. Rounding a corner, you were met with the exposed night sky. All was quiet, and you were safe.

Or so you thought.

Carefully walking backward, you accidentally bump into the one man you were running from. His arms wrap around you quickly, tightly. Your mouth is covered quickly as you let out a surprised yelp.

“There you are.” He whispers. Whirling you around, you find yourself now backed into a corner, with the Volturi’s prized tracker trapping you in.

You glance to the sides, looking for a way out before being forced to meet his gaze. The moonlight captures his burgundy gaze, with an expression that calms your nerves in an unsettling way. If you had a heart, it would be pounding out of your chest with the way he was looking at you. Demetri’s hand dipped below your chin, his thumb grazing over your jaw before grabbing your cheeks firmly.

“How foolish of you to think you can escape the Volturi…” he breathes. His body is on yours as you grip onto the jagged, stones bricks behind you. “…Foolish of you to think you’re clever enough to outwit us…” His other hand finds its way to your shoulder, keeping you pinned. “…Foolish of you to think you could evade me.”

“Please,” you beg, giving him your best doe-like expression, “Let me go, and I promise to never defy the laws again, I’ll do anything.” You plead, analyzing Demetri’s response to your dramatic performance.

A deep chuckle escapes from Demetri’s lips. When he pushes you further into the stone, you can feel a dull ache within your sex. Your eyes widen at the movement as you softly gasp.

“The Volturi does not give second chances,” Demetri leans in close to your neck, impossibly close. Your breath hitches as the as the air from his whisper tickles the crook of your neck. “However, you’re too radiant to dispose of.” His gaze meets yours again, this time softer. You cock your head slightly, confused. “I imagine I’ll have to have you serve your sentence in such a way that I see fit.”

Demetri’s eyes rake over you, eyelids lowered seductively with a wolfish and dominating grin. You hardly notice how Demetri has removed his hand from your shoulder until it was abruptly tangled and fisted within your hair. With a startled cry, you found Demetri’s other hand wandering across your body, wildly groping at your chest and ass as his mouth attacks your throat.

Demetri lets out a soft groan as you can feel his erection grinding against your thigh. Arousal spikes within you, his hands slipping below your pants, teasing you deliciously through your underwear.

A low moan makes its way out of your mouth. Demetri halts his teasing to undo his pants. He pulls out his stiffened cock, pumping it with a few strokes, spreading his precum over the shaft. He stares at you expectingly, you nod, giving him your consent. “Please,” you implore him, “Make an example of me.”

“Such a willing miscreant,” Demetri gives your hair a light tug, “I’ll be sure to remember your compliance after dealing with you accordingly.”

Harsh moans erupt from the both of you as Demetri eases himself inside you. His pace is slow, yet exceedingly rough, feeling every wave of thrusts throughout your whole body. After letting out some particularly guttural loans, Demetri’s mouth attacks yours once again, muffling any sounds that you were making.

“Look at you,” he grunts. You feel the tight grip of Demetri’s hands around your hips, holding you in place against the wall. “A lawbreaker… completely at the… m-mercy of the Volturi’s most powerful tracker.”

The scenario you two thought of was becoming increasingly more arousing with the way he spoke to you as if you were criminal scum. The special brand of degradation has you feeling spineless, uttering incoherent moans, just barely getting out his name.

“F-fucking you so good you can’t even get the words out, huh?” he grunts in between thrusts. You can feel yourself reaching the precipice and Demetri can tell by the sound of your breathing becoming more labored. He picks up the pace, and you grip onto him, holding on for dear life. With the ferocity of his strokes, you can feel yourself being practically slammed into against the wall with minimal pain thanks to your vampire strength. Your eyes glaze over him pleadingly. “This is how we deal with outlaws like you… and you will remember this punishment for the rest of your immortal life.” He grits out.

You come, almost ceremoniously at Demetri’s sensual display of dominance. As you scream and whimper your way through your orgasm, Demetri isn’t far behind you, pulling out and shooting his venomous load on ground beside you. You almost collapse onto him, legs stiff from being held against the wall for so long.

“Are you alright, darling?” Demetri asks, dropping the ‘tough guard’ act.

You nod. “Of course,” you steady yourself, pressing a quick peck to his lips. “You are an amazing actor by the way.”

“Could say the same thing about you,” he compliments “…Miscreant.” He winks.

You let out a coquettish chuckle. “Keep calling me that and we’ll have to think of another storyline for round two.”

[kurogane2512]

It's so real! There are no fics for Jade and it's so sad 😭 Can I ask you for a Jade x top fem reader? She's so cocky and flirty I need to put her in her place

I'm genuinely surprised the hate for her got this serious, especially here on Tumblr where people simp for the most heinous of characters as long as they are hot 💀 Sigh, looks like another underrated character I'll be doing justice to 😤

18+ CONTENT

Game: Honkai Star Rail

Characters: Jade x fem!reader

Type: Smut

Jade's heels tapped against the floor as she elegantly walked towards her office, only to be immediately met with the sight of her secretary pacing back n forth on a call.

"Yes sir, we can assure you that the conditions will be seen through. Hm? Sorry, Ms Jade won't be available for a meeting anytime soon. Shall I get you to Ms Topaz or Mr Aventurine instead?"

Jade smirked watching you talk with full focus, so much so that you didn't even notice her come in. She placed her hat on the stand and silently walked towards you right at the moment you suddenly turned around and almost bumped into her.

"S-Sorry, ma'am!" you mouthed an apology while still on the call.

Jade nodded with a smile then you walked around her and went to her table to write down some notes. She waited for some more minutes but was getting impatient now as the call kept going on. She then walked up to you again and stood behind you, close enough to cage you against the table so you wouldn't walk away. You felt her presence behind you and looked over your shoulder to ask if she wanted something but she simply smiled and wrapped her arms around you.

You jolted forward and leaned against the table. Jade smirked more then pressed her front to your back, her breasts squeezing into your body while her lips neared your ear. Her warm breath tickled your lobe and you tried to evade but she held on tighter, practically burying her face in your shoulder. You felt her lips make light kisses up and down and her tongue lap up your neck while her hands fiddled with your shirt buttons.

"Mhm— Y-Yes, I will inform her.... ngh....T-Thank you, good day to you...."

You finally finished speaking and were about to cut the call when Jade snatched the phone from your hand and cut it for you before throwing it away on the sofa.

"M-Ma'am, sorry to keep you waiting—"

"Hmm, it's alright considering you were doing my work~"

Jade whispered against your ear and lightly bit the edge before abruptly letting go of you and stepping away.

"Fetch me some wine, would you? I feel it's been a long day~"

You pondered for a bit then sneered and suddenly went up to her to grab her waist, pulling her flush against you.

"I think I have a better solution than wine~"

Jade's eyes flared, "Is that so? Perhaps I'll be so kind to indulge you— aaahn!~"

Jade moaned out in surprise as you pinned her to the nearest wall and immediately connected your lips. Her hands groped and felt you all over before settling to wrap around your neck and grasp your hair, pushing you into a deeper kiss. Her leg hiked up against your thigh and she slyly rubbed it up and down making her body rut into you.

"Mmm~ How long were you holding back to do this?~"

"All day~"

Jade chuckled before passionately kissing you again. Only reason you had become so riled up was her constant teasings throughout the day. You kissed her neck and down her chest, your hands fondling her breasts as you pulled off her bra. Your knee rubbed against her clothed core, she bit her lower lip with the way you kneaded her breasts and wanted you to do more.

"How about we skip the foreplay today? I think both of us are ready enough~"

If that's she wanted, then you'd oblige with no questions. Soon you found yourself donning a strap-on that was specially kept in her office for these moments you shared. Jade was planning to make you wait more but her plans were in shambles the moment you bent her against her table, her own body not denying you at all.

"Oh! How rough you are today! Were you so stressed?~"

"No, I'm just.... I can't wait anymore~"

You caressed Jade's drenched folds before rubbing the tip of the cock against it, she hummed and rested more on the table waiting for you to take your time but you didn't give her a moment as you quickly shoved forward. The well-lubed instrument went inside her with ease, the entirety nestled in her warmth and hilted to the base. Jade moaned from the penetration then held the edges of the table as you set a harsh pace right away, drilling forward with reckless abandon.

"Aaah.... aaahn~ Y-Yes..... faster! Hmmm..... you are doing well!~"

You grasped her butt and kneaded the flesh as you pounded into her, your thighs slapping against her ass. Jade was slightly overwhelmed with the pace, but she could still take it. Her body arched as you shifted closer and went even deeper, the length prodding all her sweet spots at once. You watched her moan out in pleasure and lose her mind, the sight only making you go faster and harder.

You slammed into her at an animalistic pace, it was surreal to see your boss reduced to such a state but she would allow only you to do this to her. That's the whole reason she teased you so much. You were well aware of her tactic as well, you were more than happy to play along since you got to see her in this ecstatic state. You leaned forward and wrapped your arms around her waist then rutted into her.

"Aaaah, that's good.... Doing so well for me, darling~" Jade prasied you to do more, to fuck her better, and that's what you did.

You turned her over soon afted to lay her on her back. She sat up and pulled you closer by wrapping her arms and legs around you, her lips ensnaring yours in a messy kiss before she threw her head back as you bucked your hips harder.

"Yes.... I'm close.... right there~ Keep doing that~"

Jade pulled you closer by your tie and touched her forehead to yours, moaning and gasping against your lips as you plunged in and out before shoving deep at a particular spot, instantly making her release on the toy. Jade moaned loudly but so sweetly, her voice was addicting and you could never have enough of it. She panted out and pecked your lips before smirking, "You know this is not enough for me, right?~"

Of course, you knew that. It wasn't enough for you either.

[ticklishthoughts1]

Hyperfocus: Neck

tbh, Very Underrated spot soo. Enjoy!

I smile down at them, running a hand through their hair as they sit on my lap. I was humming a song that I forgot the lyrics to, and just...Appreciating them. They reach up, poking my cheek, and saying softly "What are you Smiling about, Dork?" To which my smile only grows larger, because I'm certain they can tell. They can, as their blush makes clear, and I decide to mess with them a bit. I run my hand through their hair again, but then go around it, and trace over their neck gently. The way they scrunch their neck up in giggles melts my heart, but it's too late~ My hands are already in there, wiggling around Deviously, exploring. I stay like that, then say gently "How Do you Expect me to stop when I can't Move my hands?~" They consider this, and with some effort, un-scrunch their neck. This was, of course, a silly little trick on my end, I can tell from that excited smile I've grown to love that they Adore this treatment, so why would I stop now? I bury my head into their shoulder and collarbone, so they can't scrunch their neck anymore, and Begin kissing it. One hand keeps them still in the gentlest way I can, the other softly flutters against their neck, so now they have to choose between wiggly tickly fingers, and tickly kisses. Whenever they choose to block the kisses, I simply whisper sweet things into their ear. Things that they need to hear, but don't accept. Things about how special they are to me. I can feel their cheeks getting hot, and grin to myself, before slowly lifting my head up, and locking eyes with them. Still grinning, I produce a feather, and a paintbrush, and gently say "Here's the deal. If you can keep your neck still while these tickle it, that'll be the end of it. If you can't, I'm going to nibble all over that pretty little neck, because I LOVE the sounds you make when I do, and I love the fact that you enjoy it as much as me. Deal?~". I grin at them as they slowly nod, producing the tools, and gently feathering and brushing alll along your neck, watching as their head twitches, and they giggle softly, but do their utmost not to scrunch. Of course, I never specified a time limit on my "mean" game, and after a while they cave, at which I smirk, and whisper: "Ready?~". It's a genuine question as much as a tease, I want to make absolutely positive they're having as much fun as possible here. When you nod again, I smile with Content, and lower my head again, nibbling you for a couple seconds, before Drawling into your ear "You taste good!~" .And with that, I tickle, and Nibble into the night~

[coqvttes]

hi lola !! may i have some raspberry jam ?? keegan + valentine by laufey pls ! doesn't matter if it's nsfw or not !! as long as its fluffy i'm happy (,,o//o,,)

thank u in advance !!! ur the sweetest and ik this is gonna be amazing ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹

𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 hello, my lovely! thank u for your request, what a beautiful song!? and keegan is so underrated, good choice! x

sfw : gn!reader, fluff, praise, a bit suggestive.

୨୧― “he tells me i'm pretty”

your shy gaze is fixed on the ceiling as you gasp faintly. your vision grows hazy and your hands, nervous as they grip onto his shoulders unsurely. he litters wet kisses all over your the expanse of your neck, the sensation tickles you and you try to stay still. the feeling is foreign, but you like it.

“you’re so pretty,” he whispers, his breath tickling your skin.

୨୧― “don't know how to respond i tell him that he's pretty too”

“y-you’re pretty, keegan..” the words slip out unexpectedly in the heat of the moment, and you feel that his gentle kisses have stopped. as he pushes himself up to hover above you again.

୨୧― “can i say that? don't have a clue”

your eyes which were once pressed shut from the pleasure are now wide open and heat crawls onto your face as realization hits you. a slight panic settles in your core as you notice him staring at you.

"sorry! i'm- i just, i've never-!" he shushes you with a passionate kiss. your eyes flutter close as you sink into his embrace, your arms wrapping around his neck, pulling him close.

୨୧― “with every passing moment”

"you're so perfect, baby." he whispers, pulling away from you to admire you below him. you smile up bashfully from the praise. you've never been intimate with him and you find yourself searching for the right words to say to him.

୨୧― “i surprise myself”

"i love you," you blurt out and tug him down desperately to press your lips against his. he's stunned by your sudden boldness but he doesn't complain, because he loves it, chuckling when he notices the flush on your face. your gaze darts away from his and he tilts your face gently to look into your eyes once more.

“wish we'd done this sooner, you're cute when you blush.”

[mochisnz]

unintentionally induced sneezes are SO underrated like they’re so hot????

- someone having a facial treatment and having their nose massaged in juuust the right way that it makes them sneeze

- someone wearing a winter jacket with fur around the hood and it tickles their nose and they sneeze into it which makes them sneeze again

- someone hugging their partner, getting a strand of hair up their nose, and sneezing into their neck/hair

- the classic makeup brush + nostrils mishap

[spirit-lanterns]

march has a really cold nose and loves to stick it in the crook of your neck, between your boobs, in your tummy… wherever is warmest

:3

march thirst march thirst ohhhhh my god it’s a march thirst 🥺

she’s so underrated and sweet, thank you anon for giving me the cutest idea ever…

sfw under the cut—————————

march and her cold little nose 🩷

she just adores nuzzling you whenever she gets back on the express and it’s something that sends shivers down your spine. her nose, hands, and sometimes lips are always at a cooler temperature than most, so every touch and caress from her feels like touching snow…

whenever you two are cuddling she just pushes your shirt up and and faceplants right on your stomach. she laughs hysterically at the way you yelp because one: her nose was absolutely freezing, and two: she likes to blow raspberries into your skin and tickle it till it has you laughing.

“what? you want me to stop? not a chance!”

and then she just blows more air against your stomach until it has you squirming and giggling, a sight so precious she can’t help but want to photograph it. “ugh, hold still! i can’t get a frame of your smile, babe!”

she’s laughing also and is using her icy fingers to tickle alongside your sides, nose nuzzling against your neck as you both cry with laughter together 🩷🩷

ahhh march would be such a fun girlfriend to have :)

[tonberry-yoda]

Smooch series with knuckle from HxH? He is ridiculously underrated 😭

notes - WHOEVER YOU ARE ANON I LOVE YOU SO MUCH !! Knuckle is my favorite character from hxh and I find no one else who loves him, so we are besties now <3

You always knew that Knuckle was at the door when your dog started barking. She would run to the door and spin in circles, which she would never care to do unless the love of your life was about to knock.

You opened the door before he could even raise his hand to the wood and you smiled.

"Hey." he chuckled as your dog pounced on his legs. He played with her for a moment before sending her back inside and following right after.

The moment he made it to the living room, you wrapped your arms around the back of his neck and planted kisses all over his face. He giggled, telling you that it tickled, but you didn't stop.

His hands glided over your waist and sat comfortably on your hips. He caught your lips with his own and you melted into the kiss, pulling him closer.

He smiled, and the two of you were interrupted by your dog nearly knocking the two of you over trying to get up to Knuckle.

"Okay, okay," he laughed. "Your turn."

He sat on the couch and your dog planted kisses all over his face too. You smiled and wondered how you were so lucky.

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2024 @tonberry-yoda – do not repost or claim ANY of my work as your own! likes, reblogs, and comments are not only welcome, but appreciated

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[missamyrisa2]

hihiii im the one that sent the ask abt dressing up a tgirl in such a giggleperfect outfit and mm !!! you mustttt be psychic its so perrrrfectt for mee calling me doll at the end mmphjrhwhsbhwhrh

[which of course does give me ideas about a psychic tickler who can read your mind to find all your best spotssss]

Awww I'm sooo glad you lovee itttt ~ that's the sort of teasinggg dress up tickles I adore myselff so I'm everrrr so glad to share that with an adorable giggledoll ~<3

And if I was psychic.

Ya know, a psy chic.

I would be soooooo scanning you for allll those delightful material sensations, have you feeeel me probing around for the best ways to hotwire you. If I ever had a talent in life it is one for reverse engineering ~ and that includes looking at youuuu and figuring out what makes you tick and what makes you crumble ~ and darlingggg you're absolutely gonna be my cookie ~<3

I'll have a whole closet of outfits to tease you with my blushy doll. And you'll get to watch as I select and choose the one I know will wreck you particularly ~ all the while all the others will be teasing and taunting. Of course there will be plenttyyyy of mannequins about in sassy poses, their tickle outfits taunting you alll the way as they look down.

Mmh ~ and maybeeee I'lll have a lovely makeover machine to doll you up. All those machine hands and makeup implements surrounding you, positioning you, holding you and handling you as they apply each piece of clothing with precision teasing and endless adjustments. Or maybeeee I'm telekinetic and I'm going to send those tickle outfit pieces after you, tackling and snagging you like ghostly stylish spirits ~ caressing your nakedness with materials until you're buried in a pile, emerging in a daze all dressed up ~ and made to move and giggle as they work your bodyyyyy over to me. Perhaps the mannequins will come to life and unflinchingly put you through various stylings before dragging you over to my salon chair~

The chair is where you'll end up regardlessss because I'm gonna give you such a teasing styling on that hair oh yessss ~ have you leaned back, writhing in your little tickle outfit, your tiny flirty ruffly dresssss with soft leggingsssss and teeny bolero jacket ~ so I can rinse your hair and massage such sweeet smelling products into it, finding the underrated tickle spots on your scalp and nape. I'll get you soooo dizyyyy with this overload of affection and attention, get you feeling sooo styled and prettyyyy that you'll just be irresistible to my waiting tickle machines~

There's nothing quite like being alll dolled up and cute and lovelyyyyy while mercilesssss tickle hands descend and explore your body and your outfit whilst your ticklemama smirks and watches and takes pictures and reaches in to add those extra sparkly loving ticklesssss, rubbing your sidessss and teasing your neck with a feather as machine hands skitter all over your belly and waist and under your arms in your toesss massaging up your thighsss ~ keeping you all giggly wiggly in your cuteeeee outfittttt ~ my perfect darling tickledoll ~<33

[kishibe-kisser]

i will read anything about aoi Todo, pleas please please!!! u don't understand how much I love this man,

can I get some fluff?? likeee....Todo cuddling! hes a big man so his cuddles gotta be nice. or what if he's the little spoon instead, that be soo cute!

I absolutely love this. Todo has become one of my favorite characters in jjk. He's so loveable and underrated.

Cuddling with Aoi Todo

Let me tell you this man does not shy away from cuddling

He might be more invested in than you are, that's how much he loves cuddling.

He'll come home from taking care of curses and expect for you to be ready with open arms on the couch, waiting for him drop his full weight on you. Naturally, he knows he can't stay like that for long. He's just so big it's a risk for suffucation and he knows it. It makes him proud when you tell him he'ss crushing you. So he'll adjust himself, settling in in between your legs instead and resting his head on your chest. Playing with his hair is a must like this too, take out the ponytail and toy with the tresses.

When you need cuddles, he'll drop everything/anything he's doing to give them to you. Hugging you tightly and letting you bury your face into his chest. He'll hold you sideways in his lap, big hand stroking your back as you settle into him.

Spooning can indeed go both ways and he definitely prefers being the little spoon. He loves feeling your arms around him and your breath on the back of his neck. It makes him feel safe and well big boys deserve to feel safe too.

When he's the big spoon, he pulls you so close to his chest there's hardly any space between you. Not to mention I feel like he naturally runs warm. You will never be cold in bed with him spooning you ever! Saves on heating costs for sure. He also likes to play around a little, tickling your stomach when spooning you and holding you so tight you can't go anywhere.

"You're warm." You said softly and Todo pulled your back into his chest. His large arms held you close to him as he kissed the side of your neck playfully. "I know." He said in response, his hands flattening on your stomach and rubbing gently. "You're always so warm." You added on, your hand coming back to stroke his face.

You'd left your midriff exposed to him fully now, his hands now tickling your sides roughly. Laughter erupted from your lips as you squirmed, trying to get away from him only for him to hold you down. "Todo!" You called out, still squirming and laughing. "Ahhh stop." You called out and Todo stopped, now just holding you to his chest tightly.

"You always ask to be little spoon when you know this will happen."

A/N: This was short and fun!