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How nice that I came to Enoshima.
#jdrama#jdramaedit#asiandramasource#asianlgbtqdramas#asianlgbtqsource#usergay#boyslovesource#kimi to nara koi wo shite mite mo#君となら恋をしてみても#narakoi#if it's with you#amane x ryuji#ryuji x amane#hyuga wataru#okura takato#*gifs#*narakoi#anialook#tuserfaiza#rinblr#literal pixels#but they're so sweet<3333#this is definitely my comfort show i just needed to rewatch the finale before bed#amane i would take a bullet for you
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*sighs* precious baby version of night and his mentally drained brother/dad got me dropping everything for a quick doodle<333
au by @dreemurr-skelememer
#my art#utmv#resetmare#dream sans#nightmare sans#nightmare#dream#ughhh idk i don't like how any of these came out >:'D#i mean they're a lil rushed i guess- but eh it's good enough to post hhh#i wanted to add so many more scenes but goshh i need to keep up with my studies at this point before i fall behind HGFVG#sketching the first lil drawing made me think of myself as a kid nagging my parents with so many weirdly specific questions xD#that or night is probably talking dream's nonexistent ears off about a story he read or his crazy day playing with the animals outside-#man what an adorable and sweet kiddo! nothing is wrong with him or his imaginary monster friend :) <333#(but seriously tho..dream is so sleep deprived he'd just chalk up seeing tentacles move around the house as hallucinations hh :'Dc)#augh i just love this concept (dadmare/dadream in general) so muchh like YESSS gimme more of the anxious angsty brother stories<3333
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LOOK WHAT I FOUND IN MY MAIL BOX I WASN'T EVEN EXPECTING THEM TODAY
THEY ACTUALLY JINGLE IM GONNA CRY THEY'RE SO CUTE
#Fnaf Sun#Fnaf Moon#Fnaf DCA#these two are the first pieces of DCA merch for me#it's all so stupid expensive because most of it is import#and I can't get a lot of the fanmade stuff because I'm a European peasant lol :')#BUT THAT'S OKAY#I'm not sure if these are even official but I don't care they're adorable#gonna take my sweet time adding to my collection over time#for now these two get an honor spot on the shelf above my monitor so I can see them whenever I look up <3333#Rhonu blogs Fnaf
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so many of my sadness swept away by thoughts of cute john/dove stuff. dont cry. them laughing over something stupid n funny while they're just enjoying each other's company
#dove sitting in john's lap facing him and cupping his face and they're both giggling dove pressing sweet sweet kisses all over his face#aaaauuuuuuuuu#save me cute john dove thoughts save me#the only one my arms will hold#dove#john all 'youre so pretty when you smile <3' makin dove all 'stooooopppp >w< stopppp <3333' heart eyes at her!!!!!!!
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caroline, my sweet cinnamon bun <3
#dandy's doodles#animal crossing#animal crossing new leaf#acnl#animal crossing caroline#just feeling nostalgic for new leaf and my favorite villager... :')#i think i've told this story before but it's just too sweet not to tell again:#so in new leaf a villager will give you their photo if they're close enough friends with you#and for one thing - caroline was the first villager to give me their photo#but not only that! i don't know if it's some kind of glitch or something but she ended up giving me her photo twice!!#in my new leaf house i have them displayed by the entrance cuz it makes me so happy to know i'm best friends with her :)#also she was one of the original villagers in our town when we started the game back in 2015-ish#the last time i checked (which was within this past year) she was still there!!!#sweet caroline... bum bum bum... :)#unfortunately our 3ds's power button hasn't been working lately for some reason so idk when i'll be able to see her again :(#i do have several friends at school with a 3ds though so i might ask if i can play new leaf on one of theirs!!#hopefully i'll see you soon cinnabun <3333#eyestrain tw#tw eyestrain
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it can be hard as a fic writer to figure out kantarou's mindset but honestly I signed up for this shit when I got into this like. the entire series is named after how manipulative he is!!!!
#haruka is easier at least he's just very depressed and he likes shiny things#laughing @ raikou in vol07 bc he is trying so hard to obtain haruka for himself but he's like 'all this tengu does is nap all day smh'#WELL RAIKOU HAVE YOU CONSIDERED that he's a very special boy who deserves to do nothing but lounge around and nap and collect shiny objects!#tactics tag#fic tag#it's true tho haruka deserves to be sooooooo spoiled<3333#he deserves to whine and complain so so much every time he is forced to actual work#(actually he signs up for manual labor on purpose in vol07 to help the raijuu which is very sweet of him)#(tho he gets bored with it so quickly and they're like yeah you never did have much of an attention span LMAO)#(tbh harukan is an adhd4adhd ship and that's part of the appeal. love a couple who gets fuck all done)
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For someone who has only one work on Ao3
you are a gut wrenching writer.
I love it. The way you write Warriors in a complex way and who you’ve made use of the characters is so good. The story itself is so heart wrenching that I can never read it again. It’s just so good.
Lol thank you!!! I'm glad you like it!!
If it helps, I have been writing for many years and have other works out of the web under different pen names. I just never talk about them since they're substandard.
#the next time someone talks about being bad at writing when they're like 15 i'm going to go through the effort#to shave off the serial numbers of my old fics to show you all that i didn't start off writing like this without revealing my old fandoms#even the shit i was writing at the beginning of college was Not Great#anyway anon you don't care about that#thank you for being so sweet <3333#me rambling#lu ctb#ask#anonymous
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frock all of you. NSU self insert.
Reblogs encouraged! S/I (Top right) uses they/them! All others use she/her!
#I thought. it would be. fun. and silly. to draw the relationships my nsu s/i has with the people they're around#with sam they're very close and sometimes a little rowdy but they're besties <3333#with cat they're very sweet and VERY SILLY but generally also Bestie Moment#with trina they're gay. okay#Art 🎨#darn I gotta make tags for them#Platonics 🤝#I couldn't think of anything better for sam okay. plus the giant fork/tiny spoon parallels are so funny to me#after her screen name- or so says the wiki#trina doesn't get a tag yet bc she's still a crush (also. I'm very eepy)
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@fraymotiif @mossy-garden @churro-on-a-unicycle @byrdybyrd02 @dovelydraws @jinbugs @clairvoyyages @ichorcandleflame @coolguycastor @hesontherun @clankclunk @mej2235 @axolotleo
And pheo, and somey, and tokki, and lemon 💖💖💖💖💕💕💕💕💞💞💞💞💖💕💕💕💞💖💞💕💞💕💞💕
2023 is coming to an end so this is my annual I love my online friends so fucking much you wouldn't believe me if I told you post.
#i love my friends so much its not even funny#they're all so cool and talented and sweet#im biting all of you!!! <3333#random pep talk
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four hours straight of dancing difficult choreo then three hours of being bent over painting children's faces then almost an hour of cleaning up the event MY BACK HURTS SO MUCH
#honestly i'd be fine with just the dancing#my sis and mom thought i was lowkey crazy for that but i'm like guys#that's nothingggg for a real dancer LMAO like this is normal#but then the three hours straight of painting children's faces#THAT SHIT HURT MY BACK SO BAD#so soreeee aaaaaaa#also a lot of the kids are sooo sweet and cute#but like. they're children some of them are SO demanding and whiny and cannot follow rules!! hahaha#but i've been volunteering for this event for three years now and it's nice#i painted the nepalese flag for so many of these little kids it was adorable#they all wanted their flag <33#and there was this one girl#and her dad was being a classic immigrant parent and asked why she was getting it because she was born in the us#and she was basically like it's still my flag or something like that#i think she said something like “you're my dad” but she said dad in nepali#i was like <33 you tell em girl!#it's your flag too <3333#it was really sweet that all of these kids wanted it#there were a few kids who asked for the turkish flag as well#it just was so sweet to see <333#anywayssss#was super nice but super tiring and draining and my back hurts sm LOL#ANYWAYS RAMBLES AMIRIGHT#. >> mari says shit !
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Your art makes me want to smile 🥹
your WORDS make me smile omgg muah muah you better be having an amazing day rn or i'll make you<3333
#ask#i'm so used to having other people's art make my life better that i don't know what to do knowing it's mutual for some people now :'D#it's so nice of you to say >:')))c i wish i could hang everyone's sweet messages on my walls someday they're so full of warmth sob sob#muah muah i hope you're doing great and thanks again for passing byy!!! <3333
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STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT IS NEVER THAT SERIOUS!!!!!!! but it's whatever though like it's fine let's all just walk it off i think we should all just walk it off 🙏 peace and love
#i go to my grandparents every thursday to help babysit my little cousins and EVERY TIMEEEEEE every single time i go to the school the two#oldest kids go to to pick them up people stare at me and glance sideways at me and just Look at me the wholeeeeee timeeee i'm standing by#the fence waiting on the kids like it has been actual years and they STILL stare uncomfortably at me like brooooooooo..........#ARGH. it's fineeeeeee it's fine it's totally fine. like idec get ignored idiots ✋🙄#r.txt#i think it's bc they see me as either a quite feminine guy w/ long hair (it's the same kind of length rn as bruce in my icon give or take)#or a quite masculine girl with shortish hair and i don't think they like either one....but still like u don't have to be like that..way 2#make it obvious.....#literally ppl in the east (of the netherlands) are THE most friendly&chatty ppl i've ever met but they're also soooooo judgmental my god...#anyway. wish i could show u guys pictures of my cousins bc they're honestly SO cute <3333 obvi i can't but like just know that they are and#also are very busy in like the hyper way u know & very sweet & talk loads like LOADS & i love them sm and did i mention they're cute <33
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This is so cute <3
I want to cuddle Feral Leo soooooo bad! He needs all the cuddles because he is a good boy! He needs so much love.
Always a daddy’s boy.
Splinter is the best one that’s able to get Leo to calm down and fall asleep.
#Look at him all curled up in his dad's lap like a cat <3333#They're so sweet~#I just adore your art in general#arte
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Oughhhhh oh man I love Le Velo Pour Deux by The Brobeckssssssss 🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖���💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷💖🩷
#dru speaks#it's so amazinggggggg!!!!! ☺️💖#agh it's so good-#his voice is just so incredible <3333#and he loves breezy so much!!!!!!!! his love songs are so sweet cause they're just so sincere and so full of love aaaaaaaa 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖
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Saw your preening hcs!!! They're so cute, I love the way you write!!!
How about the same characters helping a reader preen their wings? That would be so awesome :3333
Lend A Helping Hand
Lucifer, Adam, Lute, Vaggie and Husk help reader with preening
warnings: possible innacurate bird knowledge, heaven headcanons (also probably innacurate) illusions to sexual behavior but it’s not
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ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʕ•̫͡•ʔ•̫͡•ʔ
˚✧₊⁎ Lucifer ⁎⁺˳✧༚
• Seeing you uncomfortable physically hurts him, he has a knee jerk reaction to clutch his heart
• Lucifer’s preemptive when it comes to you, checking your wings around the same time he feels his wings molt
• Dramatically smacks a hand to his forehead, “I can’t believe I didn’t notice! Shit! Oh, duckie, I’m so sorry.”
• Praises you the whole way through, like you’re undergoing a dangerous surgery while wide awake
• Obscenely gentle when handling your wings
• You’ll receive only the utmost care from him!
• That being said, he gets distracted towards the end. Petting your feathers, admiring their color
• “You’re so prett—pretty feathers! You have pretty feathers! Aha.” Lucifer’s nervous chuckle fades as he focuses once more
• He’s more than thorough, quadruple checking his work and asking if you feel better yet
• (Tell him he did a good— no, a great job)
• “A thousand times better, thank you,”
• “Just a thousand?” Lucifer grins cheekily
• “Alright, alright, a million. And here I was worried you’d get a big head over it.”
˚✧₊⁎ Adam ⁎⁺˳✧༚
• “Sucks, amiright?” His voice lacks any sympathy.
You’re sure if you looked, he’d be wearing that punchable smirk
“Go. Away.”
“Yikes, tense much?”
Normally you had more patience than this. Today you were in no mood, whipping around and shooting him a deadly glare
“Adam!”
• Surrendering his hands, Adam turns and leaves, swearing that would be the end of it until your bitchiness subsided
• It’s not like it bothers him to see your nose scrunch in pain or dragging your hands down your face in irritation
• He blames you for turning him into a liar
• “If you make it weird—!”
“Yeah, yeah, you’ll hit me or something. Try being original next time. Now shut up so I can help you. Fuck, you’re just as bad as Lute.”
• Adam is eerily silent. In the mirror you can see his tongue poking out in concentration
• He’s uncharacteristically soft when handling your feathers
• “There,” He dusts his hands together, “Now you can’t say Adam never did nothin’ for you.”
• Fucking flabbergasted when you thank him. Outloud. Oh, you’re never living this down
˚✧₊⁎ Lute ⁎⁺˳✧༚
• Treats the matter like an inconvenience, a chore that just has to be done
• “If I don’t help you, we’ll never get back on schedule,” Lute’s tone leaves no room for arguments
• Her hands shoving into your shoulders and forcing you to sit before her
• Despite this, her touch alone is mercy on your wings
• You didn’t know she knew the meaning of the word gentle until now
• Lute is diligent in all she does
• For the briefest, most minuscule of moments she thinks she has a grasp on sin. As innocent as it is, she’s not supposed to be helping you
• She won’t let you ruin her reputation
• She doesn’t dare let her fingertips linger on your feathers (no matter how loudly they sing to her)
• Lute acts as if you’ve burned her when she’s done
• “Thank—“ She’s already storming away, cheeks glowing red. From anger, embarrassment or other, you’ll not find out today, “—you.”
˚✧₊⁎ Vaggie ⁎⁺˳✧༚
• Honestly, she wasn’t going to offer at first
• Vaggie would prefer to forget about her time in Heaven altogether and helping you with your wings proves triggering, though not so terrible she can’t
• Not when the need to help outweighs her guilt
• You look so damn pitiful!
• “Here, hold still,” Vaggie sighs softly as she approaches
• She waits for you to go relax and accept the offer hanging in the air before touching your wings
• Vaggie’s touch is sweet and hesitant, almost treating your feathers like you’re made of porcelain
• “You ok?” She asks as she twists her fingers around the hardened shell, breaking the pin feather
• You smile at her over your shoulder, “Yeah. You’re much better at this than me.”
• Vaggie breathes out a light laugh, “I’ve had more practice. It’s… easier with someone else too, I guess.”
• Significantly less nervous when she’s done
•Next time, she’ll definitely offer her assistance sooner
˚✧₊⁎ Husk ⁎⁺˳✧༚
• He startles you, making you jump when you thought you were alone
• Husk, although he’ll deny it to his double death, made it his job to pay attention to people he cares about
• Watching you walk around uncomfortable, teetering the edge of all too familiar pain was hard to ignore
• “I know those things can be a real bitch.” He points with the bottle he’s holding
• “Are you trying to be sympathetic or stating a fact?”
• “I’ve been around the block a few times,” Husk shrugs, “And I might be offering my services if you need ‘em. Not just good for listening.”
• He almost regrets it when you immediately accept. He looks at his claws, tainted by alcohol and who knows what else, then your wings
• Washes his hands before. Which strikes you as odd because you’ve seen him use a dirty rag to clean glasses at the bar
• He might be qualified but surely you have someone more deserving willing to help you? Someome nicer, someone cleaner, someone better than him?
• Husk isn’t complaining! It’s just his inner thoughts making his hands tremble
• “I owe you a drink for this,” You say sweetly
• Husk hums out a laugh, “Nah. It’s my pleasure,”
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╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ thank you so mochi, friend! i’m glad you liked them, you read my mind too and gave me an excuse to write these hehe
#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin hotel imagine#hazbin hotel headcanon#lucifer morningstar x reader#lucifer morningstar headcanon#lucifer morningstar imagine#hazbin hotel adam headcanon#hazbin hotel adam imagine#hazbin hotel adam x reader#lute imagine#lute headcanon#lute x reader#vaggie imagine#vaggie headcanon#vaggie x reader#husker x reader#husk imagine#husk headcanon#husk x reader
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“just imagine having aemond as your boss. i would cry at every corner”
i need a ceo aemond fic immediately please love love love ur writing x
i think this could have an angsty theme but you know i'm not really capable of writing something like that :( i just used it as an opportunity to write about having a secret relationship with your boss modern!aemond who's nice only to you <3333
i hope you like it, your opinions matter a lot, i'll be waiting for your comments on this!!
modern!aemond targaryen x fem!reader, nsfw. -wc; 2.4k
blurred boundaries
mr. targaryen has a pretty face. you can't look at him for more than 5 seconds.
he has this piercing gaze that makes you wanna curl up in your bed and scream into the pillow, the smirks he sometimes rewards you with have the same effect. you look at the bathroom mirror. you need some lip gloss.
the office is crowded today. physically it can't be too crowded because mr. targaryen hates when people stay more than they're needed. somehow everything got together today, too many calls have been made. your boss is getting more tense each minute, you can feel that much. he looks at people like they are only useless liabilities.
you try fix your hair, using two minutes of bathroom break. applying a fresh layer of your lip gloss to feel better, adjusting your skirt to stay straight on your waist. you leave the bathroom.
mr. targaryen calls for you. it's the fifth time today and it's not even noon. you step into his room. he's fuming like a restless dragon in front of the giant windows of his office.
"mr. targaryen?" you approach him slowly.
he lifts his head to see you. you're not sure what he wants, who he wants to be this time. are you supposed to say something more? the boundaries get blurry.
"come here." he says with a low voice. his left hand is extended to you. "come."
you've always admired his voice ever since you started working for him. he has a way of controlling it so well, when he wants to be sweet or when he wants to claim his authority. he never shouts unless he's over the edge, he can make people listen what he says without raising his voice. it's more attractive than it's supposed to be.
you take a few steps to close the distance.
"don't get shy on me now." he says, taking your hand. "no one will see."
"i just-" you don't know what to say. "you look upset."
aemond puts your hand on his chest to keep you there. the scent of his cologne surrounds you, you breathe him in. he holds his hand on yours, his free hand reaches for your waist.
"i can't stand people's idiocity." he tells you, his neck bent like a dragon searching for a bond. "i don't want to see any more of them."
"you don't have to." you say, coming closer to him boldly. "you're the boss."
he gives you a smile and that's the end of it. it's his fault, he started it. you're definitely not responsible for-
"you can't kiss me here." he reminds you. he's insufferable.
you take a step back. if he doesn't want a kiss that's fine. you're not the one who's restless and unable to calm down because of some customers.
"you should let me go then." you say. "i have things to do."
"is that so?" he devilishly smirks. "i thought you said i'm the boss."
"so what?"
"so the boss wants you to stay here." he answers. "and you will stay here."
"mr. targaryen-"
"don't get upset with me, sweetheart." he says. "we're in the office."
you huff quietly. he's messing with your head, he always does that. he makes a move and when you give him an answer he says you can't. you wanna scream, you wanna punch him. you wanna kiss him.
"fine." you say. "anything i can do for you then, sir?"
aemond squeezes your fingers. you know it's a weakness, calling him sir or by his last name. you know it makes him lightheaded, his breath hitched. you want him to suffer in a way just like he makes you suffer.
"you want to play with me, is that it?"
"i have no intention to do anything." you say. "you know, this conversation could go so well if you could let me give you one kiss. you're calling me here, get me so close to you, and when i want to kiss, you-"
aemond pulls you to himself to shut you up. his lips move against yours, curving so sweetly. you suck his bottom lip, close your eyes with your hand on his waist. the distance between you disappears, aemond parts his lips to deepen the kiss. you let out a shaky breath.
"no-" you say when he separates his lips from yours. "please."
he kisses you again, cupping the back of your head to angle your face. it's a nice kiss. you like his kisses in the middle of the day, a beneficial motivation to keep working.
"good?" he asks, cheekily. "i kiss you and you go back to being my good girl, is that it?"
"you can't say that when we're working."
"are we working right now?"
"fine." you huff. "when we're in your office."
"you look so pretty in that skirt." he says suddenly. "and um- i ruined your lips."
you cover your lips. you forgot you applied lip gloss, and aemond takes pride in making a mess as he always does. he kisses your cheek, taking your hand off your mouth.
"can i see you tonight?" he asks. "after this dreadful day ends?"
you nod. "if i can finish on time." you say, thinking all the mails you need to answer. "you know, you're not the only person i'm responsible to."
"do you hear what you're saying?" he says, kissing the soft skin below your ear. "you can't get mad at me for calling you my good girl when that's exactly what you are."
"aemond-"
a knock on his door interrupts your words. aemond leaves you, his thumb quickly fixing the lip gloss stain on your cheek. you step back as he kisses your knuckles for one last time. "after everyone leaves. meet me here."
he calls out for the person outside, you leave the room with confident steps. no one can know anything. you need to go to the bathroom again to fix your appearance.
during the day you can hear aemond's stern voice, your table is close to his door. you try to pay attention to work as much as you can, it's hard sometimes having him so close but not being able to be next to him all day. you still need to focus, though, you can't not keep your job just to have him.
it's not really an affair, what you have with aemond. you aren't sure if you can call him your boyfriend now, it's been more than a month since he first made a move. you're his lover, that much is clear. he wants to see you in his apartment, spend his free minutes with you in his office. he tries so hard to keep his hands to himself to stay secret for your reputations. you're not so different.
the hours pass by. your co-workers start leaving their spots. aemond is still in his room, he didn't come out, not even for lunch. you know he's even more tense than he was when you were in his room. you wait patiently until the last person leaves the office.
you knock on his door, his voice comes out exhausted. "can i lock the door?" you ask. he nods. just in case no matter what time it is.
you approach him, he turns his chair to get you to his lap. you settle down on his thighs gently, he pulls you to lean on his chest. "you had so much to do today, hmm?" he asks. it's his soft tone, the one he uses when he's sick of his company and his job, when he only wants to take care of you. "you look tired."
"you should see yourself." you say. his chest moves with a quiet laugh.
he rubs a big hand on your back. "are you hungry?" he asks. you shake your head.
"you should be hungry. you didn't have anything for lunch." you say.
"i'm hungry." he whispers against your lips. "i've been starved all day."
"aemond-"
"the day exhausted me, sweetheart. my head's pounding with their stupid voices, all complaining, all talking out of their asses. i don't have the energy to play games with you now."
you feel a gentle rush of wave on your chest. he has a lot of responsibilities, needs a get away from them. you're the same in a way. running your fingers through his long hair, you watch him closing his eye. his lips part when your fingertips rub his scalp.
giving him a small kiss first, you angle his head the way you need. he kisses you back, hands on your waist to keep you steady. his fingers play with your skirt, your hands get lost in his hair to keep him pressed against you.
just when he moves to kiss your neck, you breathe in his name. no one would believe aemond targaryen to be a gentle man in bed, you think. people are terrified of him most of the time, he looks dangerous and intimidating. he wants to be feared and respected, he's both. he's also a nice man when he wants to be, with you.
"maybe we should leave." you say, his lips on the curve of your neck. "your apartment- oh!"
his teeth make a mark on your skin, you are pulled against him without meaning to. he kisses the mark, lips soothing the ache.
"we can leave." he says. "after i make you come on that couch."
"aemond-" you start protesting but he takes you in his arms, leaving his chair to get you on the couch in his office.
"i need it." he says, sternly. "you're not gonna keep your voice down, you hear me? i'll hear everything i do to you."
you nod. he parts your thighs to settle down between them.
"words." he demands.
"i won't keep quiet." you say, laying down properly.
"good." aemond says. he kisses your knee.
pulling your panties aside, not bothering to take them off, he takes in the sight of your cunt. you try to take calm breaths but it's hard when he's looking at you like a starved man. you adjust your hips to get his hands on you.
"already getting wet for me." he whispers.
"you- you neglected me." you say, voice shaking. "for the past week."
"i suppose i did." he says, putting his fingers on your cunt. "i guess i should apologise properly."
he kisses your inner thigh before moving his fingers slowly to open your cunt for him. he teases your entrance, a thumb on your poor clit. he starts giving you a few gentle rubs on the nub, you moan his name when he presses a bit harder. "mm-hmm." you hum, satisfied. "please."
he puts a finger inside slowly, trying to increase your wetness. you move against him, clenching once around his long finger. "what's that?" he asks, his cock getting hard against his suit pants. "not enough for you?"
you clench involuntarily again, his thumb presses insistently. "no." he says. "i guess not."
another finger inside, you get wetter each second. he numbs your brain, your mind shutting off slowly. he moves his fingers in you with a perfect pace, searching, searching.
you make a louder noise when he hits it. he's the devil.
"there it is." he says, lips curled in satisfaction. "i know you like the back of my hand."
"you should-" you start, thoughts linger in your mind. "you should do something then."
"i think," he says, stops moving his hand. "you have forgotten your manners. you should be nice if you want something."
"aemond." you whisper, your eyes are closed. your breathing quickens, you are so close. "please. please. i need you back."
he puts his hand where it belongs but he's slower this time. "don't rush." he says. "we have time."
"i just-" you're so close to your tears, or your orgasm. you have no control over your body. "please."
aemond is throughly satisfied. he keeps his pace quick and hard on you, fucking his fingers into you with a rough thumb on your clit. you move against him deliciously, he rubs his desperate cock on your thigh. he gets faster, hitting your sweet spots all at once. it's hard to believe he was only your boss weeks ago.
you hold onto his free wrist as you come. you're whining, pressing yourself to him, nails digging into his skin. his name falls from your lips, he watches the liquid coating his fingers with a fascinated expression.
he's still hard against your leg but he doesn't care about it. not when you're almost passing out on him, not when you look so soft. he's taking pride in giving you what you want, what you need. you sigh in content.
aemond pulls your hair back to see your face. you give him a smile. "can i-" you reach for his hardness. he stops your hand halfway.
"not here, sweetheart." he says. "we can leave when you feel better. i'm gonna take care of you at home, okay?"
you hum, try to get your strength back on your bones. you stretch like a cat, a bit sleepy under his gaze. you manage to sit, even give him a kiss on his neck. he's free of his tie, a few buttons of his shirt are open. a faint lip gloss stain remains on his skin after your kiss.
"we can leave." you say. "let me get my things."
he nods, standing up to get his car keys and his phone. you unlock the door to go get your stuff, your legs are still shaking. the wetness is uncomfortable just a bit but you think you'll be okay until you get to aemond's apartment.
he comes to your side. "i'm ready." you say to him. he nods.
you don't know what he's waiting for. he looks like he's unsure of something. "something wrong?" you ask.
"no, no." he says quickly, shaking his head. "i was just- thinking of holding your hand."
you laugh, giving him the most precious smile he got from someone. you never know when but sometimes he acts so sweetly, you wanna keep him in your bed forever. he's so different from the man he is during the day.
"i'm glad you find it funny." he snorts. "come on."
"i'm not mocking you." you say. "it's just- you know no one would believe me if i say aemond targaryen is shy when he's asking to hold my hand."
"thank god, i'm not trying to convince anyone with my affections towards you then." he says with that charming tone. fuck him, he knows what he's doing. "can i please hold your hand now?"
"of course." you say, giving him your hand. he doesn't let go until he gets you in his car.
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