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Ultra-modern tasteful gay-core Sims 4 Phouse (or rather, my take on a Phouse)

I love building in the Sims and I felt inspired to build a house based off what Dan has shared he likes in decor. Then I thought what even was the point of building a house inspired by Dan if Phil is not a part of it, so I built a phouse. I think I demolished my build around 5 times before I finally got something I was happy with.

Also check out @danisnotonfirebrand's Phouse build as well as @vampiregway's Dan and Phil Sims :D I used a fair amount of cc (Harrie and Felix, Myshuno Sun, Pierisim, The Clutter Cat, My Cup of CC)

Here's the house from the front. There are minimal windows on the outer sides of the house largely for privacy reasons. I still didn't close off the front of the house because aesthetics and it is the Sims

Here's a top-down view of the house and the floorplan. The house is constructed in a C-shape around a central courtyard with a Japanese oak in the center. This allows for floor-to-ceiling windows and an indoor-outdoor feel/view of nature without compromising on privacy.

The entryway and hallways are fairly minimal, I didn't want to clutter them up with too much furniture. The downstairs toilet and stairs are housed in the entryway. The black walls carry up to the first floor. This is also the first time I've used that side table from Blooming Rooms

The sexy, moody watercloset. POV you're shitting. I ended up using the labia lights...they're funny but also...some of the best ceiling lights in the game. Sorry for the fish-eye in a few of these screenshots, it was the only way

The hallway comes off the entryway and leads to the kitchen. It also houses the doorway to the office and an exit the courtyard with a moss lawn

The office.... I'll be honest, I didn't do much with the office. There is a "video station" but it's ugly and didn't fit so I didn't use it. I didn't feel like creating a filming set-up either ( Designer chair #1 (Grete Jalk Bow Chair)

The kitchen. They used the barstools from Harrie in the new sims house and that made me happy so I used them here too. Sexy under-cabinet lighting, a coffee bar, a spacious island, a view to the outside, and an indoor plant wall. I'm not showing the pantry because..boring, but it's there

The dining room... I realised trying to put the grand piano in the living room was way too ambitious and the dining room was looking a bit bare, so it ended up in the dining room.

The living room. Look, I built the house with a picture window in the living room to frame the Christmas tree from the outside so here's a shot with the tree and without the tree. It feels a bit bare to me but it was also the last room I decorated (Samsung framed TV) (Designer Chair #2 (Eames Loung chair))

Upstairs hallway/stair landing. Another picture window this time actually framing a view of the outside as opposed to the inside. A built-in succulent planter. Also leads to the only bathroom and the front balcony

The bathroom. This room was such a pain and I'm still not fully satisfied with it but alas (there was not enough wall space for all the towels). A large walk-in shower, a backlit mirror, closed storage under the sink, and a bathtub in front of a window overlooking the courtyard. (I chose the largest tub I could find even though it doesn't matter since all sims are the same height

Phil's bedroom. Went for more colour in here. The tiny twavellers tree bookcase has a lion plushy on one of the shelves :D Also I wanted just the slightest hints of post-modern design. Look, I know they said they're "carpet in the bedroom" kind of people, but I simply refuse, so I gave them fluffy rugs instead.

Phil's room has a balcony with a lounger and a small fountain which overlooks the green roof over the dining room.

Dan's bedroom. I regret not being able to fit walk-in closets but oh well. Instead of a balcony, this room has a fireplace (I figured it was best to not give Phil the room with the fireplace), there is a balcony right outside this bedroom tho, so that's basically Dan's balcony. Also the ZZ plant whoops. (Designer Chair #3 (Eames rocking chair))

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[octopationaltherapy]

A Vinter Boy Chapters 5 and 6

Original Omegaverse fiction. Alpha/Alpha. Alpha/Omega. Omega/Omega. M/M. M/M/M. Background F/F, M/F, M/M relationships.

Lots and Lots of Spanking

TW: Eating disorders, past sexual abuse, past child sexual abuse

Read on AO3

OR

Chapter Four: Conversing

It was nearly nine o’ clock by the time Asher had swallowed half his breakfast, and only  with ample goading, coaxing, and warnings from the doctor.

“Very good.” Darius says when the boy pushes a, finally, half empty bowl across the table. He carries it to the sink. “Let’s see, what’s next?”

He stops and looks at the clock on the wall.

“Group therapy.” He says.”Though, of course you can’t have a group with just one, so I suppose that makes it just ‘therapy.’ Come with me to the parlor.”

The boy follows without a word, the only noise being the scrape of his chair against the kitchen floor as he scoots himself away from the breakfast nook. Darius seats himself in an armchair, placed in the corner near the window, and gestures for Asher to sit in the chair across from him, the window in between them.

It is only after the boy is seated that Darius realizes he has offered him Alexander’s seat. He swallows.

The manor had changed quite a bit since the closure of his school. The art room became a dining room, and the parlor lost most of its seating to instead accommodate intimate gatherings between adults. He’d even added a wine rack on the back wall, where his desk used to be. Alexander’s chair, however, had remained.

To be fair, it wasn’t only Alexander’s chair; he had kept Margaret’s, too. They were a set, the pair of them, Queen Anne’s styled things with dark, wooden frames and striped, yellow upholstery. They were in surprisingly good shape when the school closed, unlike Tom and Robin’s loveseat, which had ink stains set in too deeply to ever get out, or- God forbid- Samantha and Collin’s sofa which had holes dug into it, the yellow filling pulled out during particularly tense moments of group.

Darius presses forward to avoid remembering more than he already has.

“Alright, Asher.” He says. “I’m sure you had some form of group therapy at St. Guineforte’s. This will be similar, except it will be just you and me. Why don’t you start by ranking your mood on a scale of one to ten?”

The boy  is quiet for a moment. His foot, bare, taps gently against the carpet. It is an odd thing, odd like his eyes. Not quite a paw but distinctly different from a fully human foot, with four, larger toes and a long arch  that gave way to a high ankle. The boy could walk with his heel on the ground, unlike a hybrid with fully digitigrade legs, but often elected to walk on his toes instead..

“Are you going to answer or do you need a warning, Asher?” Darius presses when the boy is silent a moment too long.

Without a word, the boy holds up his index finger: one.

“One.” Darius repeats. “Why is that?”

Asher shrugs glaring down at the floor.

“What emotion are we feeling Asher?”

Now, Asher offers nothing, not even a shrug.

“Oh!” Darius interjects, excited. “Do we need an emotion wheel? I believe I have some in my office. You’ll have to come with me to get them of c-”

Asher cuts the doctor off with a growl.

“Angry.” He signs

“We’re angry?” Darius asks softly. “Why is that?”

Asher says nothing for a long while, slouching further in his seat. His foot taps rapid-fire against the rug, the way Tom’s had years ago. Finally, he brings his right hand to his face and signs: His hand is shaped for the letter ‘F’ and he taps each cheek once, close to his nose. Darius does not recognize it.

“I’m sorry.” The alpha says. “I’m afraid I don’t-”

The boy sits up, apparently startled, and a blush rises to his face. Slowly, he begins to finger spell.

“F-L-O-W-E-R-S.” 

“Flowers.” Darius blinks, then says it again. “Flowers. You’re angry at Dr. Flowers?”

Asher says nothing. He turns his head to look out the window.

“You’re angry at Dr. Flowers,” Darius says slowly, sympathetic. “Because she left you here?”

Asher’s ears flatten against his head, then stand back up. His eyes move to study the doctor, then he turns his head to follow suit. Slowly, he nods.

Darius laughs outright.

“Asher, what was she supposed to do?” He asks, joyfully incredulous. “Your behavior has lost you a place at every institute for omegas in the state!”

Asher casts his gaze back out the window, pouting.

“What is your end goal here, Asher?” Darius presses. “Your next stop is auction.”

At the mention of the word, Asher is on his feet, glaring down the doctor. He snarls, baring his teeth, hairs on the back of his neck standing up. Darius rolls his eyes.

“One.” The doctor warns flatly., “And it will be an automatic consequence if you do not retake your seat.”

Asher falters, unsure. He offers another growl, but it’s half-hearted, lacking confidence.

“Careful, Asher.” Darius warns, voice gravely stern. “We could repeat the events of last night so easily.”

At this, the boy’s eyes widen. His tail, bottle brush and stiff, drops between his legs. He retakes his seat, but insolently, lounging with one leg draped over the arm, as though he were unbothered. Darius ignores this, denying the boy the fight he wants.

“Alright.” He sighs. “We’re angry at Dr. Flowers, but have we thought of any ways our own behavior might have led to this outcome?”

Asher says nothing, looking back out the window.

“I can think of a few, if you need help.” Darius offers.

Still the boy says nothing, only shrugs.

“Let’s see.” Darius begins. “There was the time you carved a phallus into a door at Perkin’s.” 

Asher huffs, and slumps further in his seat.

“Or the syrup you poured all over the floor at Eastern Shore.”

The boy snickers, but straightens when Darius when looks at him with an expectant tilt of the head. The doctor presses on.

“Or the thousand dollar PECS board you smashed at Mary Margaret’s.” He says.

Thump, Thump, Thump.

The boy has made no move to respond , but his tail wags between his legs, making quiet thumps against his chair. Darius snorts.

“Oh, we’re proud of that one, yeah?” He asks. “We didn’t like Mary Margaret’s?”

Asher shakes his head.

“Why not?”

Asher holds his arms in front of his chest as though he were cradling an infant, and rocks them back and forth.

Baby.

“They treated you like a baby?” Darius asks.

Asher nods.

“Well, is that what you were acting like?”

The boy ducks his head, snickering. Darius grins.

“Is that a yes?”

The boy shrugs with a roll of his eyes, meeting the doctor’s gaze. Darius clears his throat.

“Well, Asher.” He says, sitting straighter. “I will only treat you like a baby when you do act like one, and as for leaving-”

The doctor hears the words leave his mouth before he decides to say them, a pattern etched so deeply into his throat he could never forget it. He recounts them like an adult recalling their childhood rote, automatically, and with a cold, eerie nostalgia.

“Everyone who has passed through these walls has wanted to go home, and everyone wants to go home quickly, but it simply doesn’t work like that. Keep your focus on yourself, put your energy into your progress and your growth and things will get easier. You’ll earn privileges, have a little more freedom to move about, and-”

Here, he catches himself. What was he saying? This wasn’t his student! He wasn’t keeping this boy.

“And- And.” He falters. “And if what you want is to leave, then you’ll be happy to know that Dr. Flowers is looking for alternative placement as we speak.”

At this, Asher perks up, sitting straight and proper in his chair.. His tail thumps quietly behind him. Darius grimaces, he wasn’t supposed to tell him that.

“If you behave.” He amends. “If you behave, you;’ll have another place to go, understand?”

Now, it is Asher’s turn to snort. He nods, with a tight, knowing grin and a roll of his eyes. Darius sighs, and checks his watch.

“Alright.” He huffs, resigned. “That might as well be group. What’s next? Finishing?”

∼✢∽

Chapter Six: Conversational Hazards

Samantha fought every time, and this time was no different.

Lectures beforehand were useless. She would simply sit and glare the entire time, arms crossed, locked in a stalemate with the alpha. Afterwards, she was more receptive. She didn’t cry, or at least hadn’t yet, but often stood from her place over the alpha’s knee with red, wet eyes and indents in her lip where she had bitten down to keep from crying out. She had never been punished two days in a row.

He had offered her hugs in the early days, which she always refused. More recently, he began foregoing the offer.

“Let me hug you, Samantha.” He said gently, and the first time the girl had only eyed him wearily with her red eyes, unsure, distrustful. She had left without a hug.

“No thanks.” She’d said harshly the second time, and took her place in the chair to glare, defiance rekindled. Darius had almost begun to think it was a mistake to offer at all, until the third time.

“Let me hug you, Sammy.” He said, watching as the girl redressed with shaking hands. 

She eyed him again, still suspicious, but then her gaze dropped to the floor. Her front teeth found their place dug into her bottom lip again, and she nodded, wordlessly. Darius pulled her close, and she gave a single, choked sob, fingers twisting into the back of his suit jacket.

“You’re a good girl, Samantha.” Darius murmured against her scalp, and released her. 

She snorted.

“No I’m not.” She laughed, wiping her eyes. “I’m here.”

Today, Darius did not even bother sitting her in the armchair, late as they were. He was as ready for the fight as she was.

“Are you going to take off your trousers and get over my knee?” He asked harshly as soon as the door was shut. “Or shall we go ahead and start the wrestling match, as usual?”

The girl hopped into a fighting stance in response, grinning, and only half-joking.

Darius scooped her up fairly easily. The girl was strong for an omega, especially a female omega, athletic and practiced in every sport she’d been allowed to try. She was still an omega, however; she would always be more lean than muscular, and cursed with the short stature of the gentle dynamic.

She thrashed violently as Darius pressed her against his chest, in the same hold he’d practiced on Alexander the night before. With another brat, he might have tried to subdue them more quickly, more practically, but he had learned not to present Samantha with any opportunity, as she would take it.

The girl was scrappy, not above clawing or biting, or even the occasional crotch shot. She had sunk her teeth into Darius’s forearm during her first punishment, leading with the canines and leaving four puncture wounds in her wake, leaking blood. She had left plenty of other marks, as well: scratches from her nails, bruises from harsh, desperate kicks. A proper hold was the only thing that worked.

Darius held her, then, arms crossed over her chest, and dragged her backwards to the armless chair, reserved for punishments. He planted her legs between his own as he sat, and closed them between his knees. Then, he bent her over, right elbow planted between her shoulder blades to keep her in place as he took her shorts down himself.

“Eighteen warnings, you’ve earned.” Dairius said as the girl thrashed in his lap. “Five for each is ninety. Then, there’s those thirty extra you earned for your comedy routine.”

“It was only twenty-eight!” Samantha cried out, wriggling uselessly against the alpha’s grssp. 

Darius exhaled a laugh.

“Yes, that’s right.” He said. “Because Alexander’s was only half a vote, Be sure to thank him later, for saving you those extra two.”

He began.

Samantha always went silent as soon as the first smack landed, thrashing present, but softened. He knew they hurt sorely, because she tensed violently before each, making the sparse covering of fat she had even less effective at softening the blows. 

Around sixty, her legs began to shake, and at eighty-four, her breathing became ragged. Darius softened his blows, feeling a pang of sympathy for the thirty-four left.

When he was done, he instructed her to rise, and she did, red-eyed and trembling, still. He told her to kneel, and watched the split-second fight cross her face. She dropped to her knees with her eyes closed, as though she couldn’t bear to watch herself do it.

“I’m sorry, Alpha, for backtalk.”

“There’s more.” Darius said flatly.

“And disobedience.”

“Still more.”

“And disrupting group.”

“Still missing one.”

Samantha exhaled shakily. 

“What?” She asked. Then, “Oh, profanity.”

“No.” Darius said. “Well, yes, but there’s another.”

Samantha looked up at him, wide-eyed.

“I don’t know.” She said.

“Think.”

“Um.” She faltered, fidgeting on her knees. “Violence against authority?”

“No,” Darius snorted. “You didn’t get a chance to do that one.” 

“Can you give me a hint?”

“What were you acting like downstairs?” 

“Samantha.” She snarked.

“Careful.”

“Okay, okay.” She said quickly. “But I really don’t know.”

“A brat.” Darius answered. “You were acting like a brat.”

“And that’s against the rules?”

“Yes.” Darius said, unable to stop the snicker that climbed up his throat.

“But we’re your brats!” Samantha grinned. “That’s why we sleep here.”

“Yes,” Darius grinned. “But you’re not supposed to act like it.”

He sat back in his seat, and motioned for her to get on with it.

“Enough. Apologize properly, from the beginning.”

“I’m sorry alpha, for disobedience, profanity, backtalk, interrupting group, and acting like your brat.” She smiled up at him, eyes still wet with unfallen tears. Sheepishly, she added. “Is that okay?”

“Fine for now, considering how late we are.” Darius sighed, warm and fond. He ruffled the hair atop her head as he rose, disheveled from her fight.

“Come here, Samantha.” He said. “Let me hug you.”

Readily, she folded into his arms.

“Alright.” Darius said as he released her. “Pull up you trousers and have a seat in the armchair.”

Samantha blinked.  The scent of her sour-orange stress filled the room, as it rarely did.

“I thought we were late,” She said.

“We are.” Darius retorted. “So sit, and don't make us later.”

“But-”

“Now, Samantha.” He snapped. “Unless you’d like to go back over my knee.”

She pulled up her pants and sat, without another word. Darius took his own seat behind his desk.

“Samantha, how long have you been here?” he asked, bending to pull open the bottom drawer of his desk: current student records.

“A month.” The girl answered flatly.

“Oh, longer than that,” Darius corrected, pulling the girl’s file from the drawer. He flipped it open, laid flat on the oak desk. “You got here first of June, which means you’ve been here forty-four days, including today. How many of those days do you think you’ve earned a punishment?”

The girl snorts. 

“Forty-four.”

“No, not at all.” Darius said with a shake of the head. “You’ve only been punished on eighteen of those days, which means you’ve gone twenty-six days without earning a punishment at all! So, we know you can do it.”

Samantha shrugged. 

“I never said I couldn’t.”

“Right.” Darius affirmed with a tight-lipped smile. “But let’s look at the days you did get punished, shall we?”

He flipped through the pages in front of him, clearing his throat.

“First and second June, days one and two, no punishment- off to a good start.” He said, then flipped the page. “Third June, day three, you climbed a tree and received an automatic punishment. You then tried to bargain your way out of your punishment by refusing to leave said tree until I agreed to forego it. You wound up staying in the tree an additional three hours and received an additional one hundred and eighty swats, one for each minute, earning you two hundred in the end.”

Samantha stifled a snicker. Darius continued, pressing his lips together.

“Third, fourth, and fifth June, no punishment- good girl.” He said, flipping another page in her file. “On the sixth, you earned three by talking during group and being late for finishing. You proceeded to climb onto your desk and attempt to stage a riot, resulting in fifteen warnings before I gave up and carried you to my office. The violence against authority that took place therein earned you another forty, resulting in one hundred and twenty-five swats when all was said and done.”

He flipped another page and continued, speaking louder, more quickly.

“Seventh June, No punishment. Eighth June, no punishment. Ninth June,” and he paused here to look the girl in the eye- “Ben caught you tryin to climb the fence in the courtyard during rec. You then led a chase around the property and- when finally caught- had received thirteen warnings and an automatic consequence. Violence against authority and destruction of another’s property then brought that to a total of three automatic consequences- and poor Ben is still  in his spare glasses, by the way. In the end, you earned one hundred and twenty-five swats.”

Darius rested his chin on his hand, eyeing the girl.

“Are we noticing a pattern here?”

“You guys don’t like it when I climb things?” Samantha snarked.

“Nineteen for backtalk.” Darius sighed. “But the point I’m trying to make- and I’m sure you already know- is that you are more than capable of behaving. In fact, I don’t think you’ve ever received a punishment two days in a row! Once you’ve earned one, however, you double down and make things worse for everyone involved. I don’t think I’ve ever given you less than a hundred spankings in one sitting.”

Samantha shrugged, gaze cast down and to the side. She said nothing.

“You don’t like to be spanked,” Darius said softly. “Do you, Samantha?”

Samantha balked.

“Of course not!” She replied.

“Then why not behave?” Darius asked. “Instead of earning a hundred of them every other day?”

“I do!” The girl argued. The, sheepishly, added. “Sometimes.”

“And when you don’t you really don’t.” Darius snorted. “Why is that?”

Samantha shrugged again, shoulders tight as her eyes bore holes into the carpet.

“I don’t know.” She said, fidgeting. “I mean, I might as well.”

“What does that mean?”

“I mean, if I’m already in trouble…” The girl trailed off, grimacing.

“If you’re already in trouble, then what?” Darius balked. “See how many you can earn?”

“No!” Samantha said quickly. Then, “Well-”

“Well?”

“I don’t know.” She said. She squirmed in her seat. “It’s all the same, isn’t it?”

“What is?”

“You know.”

“I don’t.” Darius argued. “Samantha, is there really no difference to you between twenty spankings and two hundred?”

The girl was quiet for a long while.

“I don’t know.” She said finally.

“You don’t know?” Darius asked. “You don’t know the difference between twenty and two hundred?”

“No!” Samantha said quickly. “I mean I don’t know why.”

“You don’t know why two hundred and twenty are different?”

“No!” Samantha said again, and huffed. Darius was quiet for a moment, and allowed the girl to collect her thoughts.

“I don’t know why I do it.” She said when a moment had passed, voice soft, remorseful. “I guess I just know that no matter what it is, it’s gonna be bad, so I’d better put as much time between me and a punishment as possible. Does that make sense?”

Darius cocked his head, thoughtful.

“I think I understand, yeah.” He said, gentle now.  “A spanking is bad, no matter how few you get. So, you prolong it any way you can, even if that means earning more spankings in the meantime. Is that right?”

Samantha sat up, as though startled.

“Um, kind of.” She said, resettling in her seat. “But it sounds stupid when you say it like that.”

Darius snorted.

“Then stop doing it!” He balked.

“I don’t know if I can!” The girl said all at once. “I don’t know, it’s like, I know it’s a bad idea as soon as I do it, but I can’t stop myself! Sometimes I think if I make it too hard you’ll just give up.”

“I won’t.”

“I know.” Samantha groaned. 

Darius sighed, and checked his watch.

“Alright.” He said. “I think your peers have enjoyed enough unplanned freetime, but I want to make a deal with you before we go.”

“A deal?” Samantha asked.

“Yes.” Darius replied. “I do it with everyone, from time to time- a bit of incentive to extinguish a particular problem.”

He cleared his throat. 

“If, the next time you earn a punishment, you can stop yourself from earning any more warnings for the following thirty minutes, you will earn a reward.”

“What reward?” she asked.

“Up to you.”

“Room change?”

Darius snorted

“No.”

Samantha sat back against her seat, and thought for a moment.

“What about a weekend home?”

Darius pressed his lips together. 

“It would be quite early for you to receive a weekend pass.” He sighed. “However, I could let you off the grounds for an hour or two to have lunch with your father.”

Samantha’s eyes widened.

“Really?” She asked.

“If  you hold up your end of the bargain.” He affirmed. “Deal?”

“Deal!” The girl agreed eagerly.

“Then, let’s get going.” said Darius, rising. “We’ve hardly time for lessons at all.”

∼✢∽

Darius Vinter loved the summer best of all. Spring was busy, filled with formal and graduation, and packed to the seams with courting and arrangements for weddings. It wasn’t the brats that kept his hands full during this time (though he may have wished it were), rather, the thirty-something day schoolers, whose wealthy parents he relied upon to keep his school open.

Yes, spring was a whirlwind. At this point, his senior class was all but mated, but that hardly meant the work was done. He would have upwards of fifteen weddings to attend before the season was over; most would ask him to prepare a speech. At the same time,the day school underclassmen were beginning the courting phase, which left the doctor with mountains of paperwork.

Each student had a profile to fill out: a short autobiography,interest questionnaires, a list of priorities and deal breakers. Then, there were their suitors, who applied by the hundreds to take home a Vinter Omega. Darius spent most nights in spring hunched over a desk, reading until his vision blurred.

Summer, however, was the light at the end of the tunnel, the reward that came after it all. His brats, who now had his undivided attention, followed a more relaxed schedule than they would during the school year. If he could help it, he would only take new brats during the summer as well, to give them time to acclimate before day schoolers arrived. It was this time, relaxed and intimate, that he witnessed some of the most audacious acts of defiance from his brats.

He and Samantha had emerged from his office and made their way down the hall to the classroom, where Ben oversaw the hushed conversation of the boarders during free time. Ben was sitting at the alpha’s desk, grinning in mid-conversation  with Tom, and rose when the alpha entered the room, excusing himself without a further word. The omega tucked his pen into his sketchbook and closed it.

It rippled through the room that way: an understanding, a change of demeanor. David turned from Collin, who was still whispering to him, and faced forward in his seat, and Collin got the hint shortly after. Joshua sat up from his slouched position. And opened a notebook on his desk. Margaret recapped a sharpie she was using to color her nails, and sat up straight. Robin propped his head on his hand instead of laying it down on his desk, and Gabriel shut his notebook closed on the paper airplane he was folding.

Perhaps if he hadn’t been so rushed, Darius would have noticed Alexander in the back, in the seat behind the one Samantha was taking, a book laid flat on the desk in front of him.

”Alright.” Vinter said as the door closed behind Ben. “We’ve only got thirty minutes, so let’s get started. Today’s topic is conversation.” 

Conversation, table manners, grooming and dress; these were the type of basics he reserved for the summers, to catch his brats up to the day schoolers arriving in September. He saw the interest leave Gabriel’s eyes as soon as the topic was introduced, his hand perched on his notebook to resume his paper crafts as soon the doctor wasn’t looking.

”The first thing to know is introductions.” Vinter continued. “It’s important to introduce yourself upon beginning or joining any conversation with anyone you haven't met before. Gabriel, can you give the class an example of an appropriate introduction?’

He expected the boy to sit up with a start, caught, but he didn’t, droning his answer as he continued folding his paper.

”Hello, my name is Gabriel Whitfield, I’m the youngest son of Trisha and Paul. May I ask your name?”

”Good.” The doctor praised reluctantly. “Now put your crafts away, and that’s one for disrespect. I am to have your full attention during lessons.”

The boy complied with a groan.

”Gabriel gave a perfectly appropriate introduction, and that is how many of your peers arriving in September will intoroduce themselves, since their families are fairly well known in Maryland.” Vinter continued. “For the rest of you, it may be more appropriate to introduce yourself as a student of mine rather than by your parents’ names. Collin might introduce himself as Collin Wheeler, a student of Dr. Vinter, for instance.”

Darius continued on this way, one eye on his watch: never tell someone they’ve forgotten you, just introduce yourself again; don’t interrupt, and apologize and allow the other person to continue if you do; and personal space, not standing too close to someone. He watched their eyes glaze over as he spoke; bored out of their minds, the lot of them.

He didn’t blame them, really. The day had been eventful, and it was early, still. Between the amount of emotional energy his wards had spent in group and the morning grog, he knew it was unrealistic to expect them to give him their undivided attention to a lecture.

So he would end his lecture, then.

“But that’s enough talking about talking.” He said, clapping his hands together. “You’ll learn more by practicing. Let’s break into pairs and roleplay meeting each other at a party, yeah?”

A bustling tumult filled the room as the omegas rose from their seats. David paired with Collin, as usual. Samantha made for Alexander, but Vinter took her by the shoulders and steers her towards Joshua instead. 

“You need the practice.” He muttered into her ear.

Margaret paired with Robin; and Gabriel with Alexander, who had sat behind him. Tom stood and looked around the room, before meeting the doctor’s eyes with a shrug.

“You and I will be together.” Vinter said, and crossed the room to partner with the boy.

They practiced, then, Vinter keeping one eye on the other pairs while conversing with Tom. 

“Hello,” He said, extending a hand to shake. “I’m Darius Vinter, head of Darius Vinter’s School for Obedience. And you are?”

“My name is Tom Hayashi, I’m a student of Dr. Vinter.” Tom said, sounding bored.

“You should introduce yourself with your full name.” Vinter corrected. “And sound like you’re excited to be here.”

Tom grimaced.

“I want them to call me ‘Tom,’ though.”

“Then follow up  with ‘please call me Tom.’” Darius suggested. “Try again.”

He did, but Darius wasn’t listening, attention captured by Gabriel and Alexander, who he watched over Tom’s shoulder.

Gabriel appeared to be trying in good faith to follow the doctor’s instructions, but Alexander stood closed-off and hunched, as far away from the taller boy as he could manage to get. Darius interrupted the boy in front of him.

“Excuse me for a moment please, Tom.” He said, and weaved behind the boy to Gabriel and Alexander.

“Alexander,” He began, good-natured, voice raised to draw the entire group’s attention. “I know I emphasized personal space, but you don’t have to stand that far away from him. Here, watch me.”

Vinter took Gabriel by the shoulders and  by the shoulders and maneuvered him out of the way. Then, he stepped in front of Alexander.

“You want to be close enough that you can shake the person’s hand.” He said, still addressing the entire class. “But not so close that you cross into their personal space-”

He steps closer, closing the gap between himself and the boy, then bends so that they are nose to nose, mere centimeters from each other.

“Hi! How are you?” He chirps, purposely obnoxious. “I’m Dr. Vinter! Who are you?”

Alexander makes a noise of disgust and takes a step backwards. A laugh ripples through the classroom. Vinter straightens

“Yes, see.” He continues. “He didn’t like that at all.”

He bends back down, so he is in the boy’s face again.

“Bit reminiscent of last night,” He says. “Isn’t it?”

Darius felt it before he realized what happened. It hit next to his right eye, running wet and clammy down the bridge of his nose. He straightened, and wiped it with his hand.

The room was silent as the doctor examined his fingers. He could smell the fear coming off of several students: David’s burnt wool, Robin’s spoiled strawberries. It shone wet under the old, candescent lights of the classroom, and stretched membranous between his fingers.

The boy had spat on him. Vinter grinned viciously. 

“Tom,” He said calmly. “Please retrieve Ben from downstairs. Alexander and I are going to have a chat in my office.”

Tom obeyed without a word, hurrying through the doorway. His catnip-scented stress followed him.

Alexander shuffled backward, taking several steps in quick succession

, but Vinter seized him by the arm.

“What terrible etiquette.” The doctor sneered. “You’ve earned yourself a private lesson.”

With that, he grabbed tho boy under the arms and dragged him out of the classroom, towards his office. Ben, led by Tom, was ascending the last few steps of the staircase as Vinter dragged the boy. His wide, brown eyes met Vinter’s, and he rushed into the classroom to attend to the abandoned students. Vinter pulled the boy into his office.

Alexander fought desperately, bu it lacked the venom of the previous night. Instead, it is marked by the burnt-coffee scent of his fear, the first  time the doctor had ever caught wind of it. He managed to wrench out of the doctor’s grasp, but was easily caught moments later by the superior speed of an alpha.

“Let go!” Alexander cried, and thrashed with all his might.

He sunk his teeth into the doctor’s forearm, stretched across his chest: a set of teethmarks to compliments the scratches on the other side. Vinter sighed.

“Violence against authority is another twenty.” He said dryly, and pinched the boy’s jaw between the molars to get him to release.

Another burnt wave of stress dissipated from Alexander’s scent glands as Vinter pries his jaws off of his flesh, and, for just a moment, he stilled. Then, his thrashing resumed, with more vigor than ever.

“Be still, Alexander.” Viner ordered, to no avail. 

The boy began kicking, and Vinter sighed. He wrestled Alexander into a proper hold, and Alexander thrashed harshly the entire time. Finally, he managed to drag him to the armless chair. 

The boy stilled again when the doctor took down his trousers, making a choked noise in his throat. Then, he growled, as vicious as he could manage.

Darius rolled his eyes, and growled back.

There was no mistaking an alphan growl for an omegan one. Darius had held back, growling with only a fraction of the venom he could have easily managed, given the situation. It was twice as vicious as the one Alexander had conjured moments before, summoning every iota of hatred he had for the alpha as he lay across his lap for the second time. Now, the boy stilled completely, defeated and afraid. The room felt colder, filled with his burnt-coffee fear.

Darius felt a pang of sympathy in his chest.

“Be good and I’ll go easy on you,” He said softly. “Understand?”

At first, he thought the boy wouldn’t respond, frightened into silence. Then, he heard it, small and weak, just barely audible:

A growl.

Darius sighed. He would not be going easy, after all. 

“Alright.” He said, exhaling. “Forty for violence against authority. Ten for threats, and we’ll go ahead and throw another ten in for disrespect. How many does that make?”

Alexander said nothing, silent and rigid across the doctor’s lap.

“Sixty.” Vinter answered for him. “Same as last night. Sixty seems to be your number. Let’s begin.”

Vinter began harshly, swinging his palm down with full force, but quickly lost his resolve. The boy’s fear became more and more potent with every smack, and the doctor found himself softening without meaning to, the natural reaction of an alpha to an omega in fear. The boy took sixty swats in silence, not shedding a single tear.

“You ay stand when you’re ready.” Vinter said softly, having landed the last swat.

Alexander stood immediately, declining any kindness from the alpha. He dropped to his knees without being asked, glaring down at the floor.

“I’m sorry for being disrespectful, alpha.” He muttered. 

“Look at me and try again.” Vinter instructed. “And that was more than disrespect.”

Alexander huffed, ragged and breathy. Reluctantly he met the alpha’s gaze. Unfallen tears shone in his eyes.

“I’m sorry, alpha, for disrespect and violence against authority.” the boy said, and a beat of silence passed before he added, “And making threats.”

“ Good boy.” Vinter praised. “Would you like a hug, Alexander?”

Lexander stammered, taken aback.

“What?” The boy balked.

“You seemed very upset.” Vinter clarified. “I’d like to comfort you, if you’ll allow it.”

“You’d like to comfort me?” Alexander spat in disbelief. “If I seemed upset, alpha, it was your doing!”

Vinter exhaled, fondness forming in his chest.

“I’m afraid I was only doing my job.” He said calmly. “Which is to provide my students with appropriate consequences for their actions.”

Alexander hummed, a gesture that brought a grin to the doctor’s face. It was a mirror of the noise he often found himself making at his students.

“That wasn’t what I would call appropriate.” He muttered bitterly.

“Well, it’s a good thing it isn’t up to you.” Vinter said warmly, and rose from his seat. “If you don’t need comforting, you may take up your trousers. It is past time for lunch.”

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nsfw alphabet - g.w.

a/n: dni 18+ you better not even think about it smols because i will be checking for ages :)) anyways y’all know the drill i’m a whore woop woop

here we GO:

a - aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

he is the most caring man, i swear to god. this boy will carry you to the bathtub, wash you off, wash your hair, do your skin

b - body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

this man loves his arms. would toss a bitch up if someone says shit about his arms. pls worship them for me i’m begging-

c - cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

he actually doesn’t enjoy finishing on your body as much as it’s shooting a hot load inside you or filling your throat to the brim. yeah. that’s it for him <3 your ass too though if he really thought about it

d - dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

he gets very turned on by you when you’re on your period. the idea of you just constantly being warm and soft and horny and dumb for his commands makes him a bIT UNHINGED. but it’s mostly for when you bleed through your pants and you get SUPER EMBARRASSED. he has a massive humiliation kink. just a kinky mans.

e - experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

this man has been with every organism that resembles human on this planet like as long as you can utter a safe word, this man gonna take care of you <3

f - favorite position

69 or doggy 100%. but this man does and will do anything once and whatever will make you happy

g - goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

he’s casually goofy. like lazy goofy. like we’re talking you riding him with his hands behind his head and this lazy smile on his face. how fucking sexy

h - hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

VERY soft and VERY well groomed. the carpet does in fact match the drapes hOWEVER,,,he will switch it up and dye his pubes like blue sometimes. for shock value yk.

i - intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

the most intimate fucking man on the pLANET BARKBARKBARK he just. candles. flowers. the whole damn circus. but also: if he just wants a rough fuck he’ll make it vERY CLEAR TO YOU

j - jack off (masturbation headcanon)

this man has a nice healthy relationship with jacking off. not a shit ton like Fred, but he usually does it when he’s ANGRY and he has nothing to fuck. he just growls and fucks his fist until he creams everywhere xoxo

k - kink (one or more of their kinks)

breeding, sleeping beauty, BDSM, DDLG, blood, sadism/masochism

l - location (favorite places to do the do)

bed is his first choice but he also really loves fucking on carpets. he loves getting those sexy ass rug burns that proven

m - motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

listen, anything gets him going - but when a person is MAD AT HIM?! oh good LOOOORD. like he gets this smug little smirk on his face as he watches you go off on him and all he can do is think about pounding the rage out of your system

n - no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

george loves to see you cry and get over stimulated, but a hard no for him is if you start to push him away or mumble the word no in any way

o - oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

you’d think he was an 100% giver, but it’s definitely 50/50. giving is his forte but he does like to lay back and push a damn head or two when he’s able :))

p - pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

george is that healthy, lazy, medium between too fast and love makingly slow. he usually hovers on the faster side of life, but if it’s extra intimate and time for making some lovin fresh, he will accommodate to that and go slower

q - quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

is there a saint quickie because if so he worships them day and night, this man will die on a HILL for quickies (these weasley men I tell ya smh)

r - risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

maybe it’s the exhibitionist in him but boy oh boy does he love risk. he loves the adrenaline rush and the fear in your eyes of “Georgie, we could get caught,” or “Georgie, ‘m scared” it’s all the more arousing to this man

s - stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

this man is solar powered i swear to god, he just goes on and on and on and on. them rounds be l o n g

t - toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

he and fred are toy makers, babes, WHAT DO YOU THINK

u - unfair (how much they like to tease)

the way i like to explain it is that sex with fred sends you to the hospital, sex with george sends you to psychotherapy. so. take that as you will.

v - volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

not as loud as fred, he makes a lot of noise, but it’s usually very low and gravelly and grunts a L O T

w - wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

he is a dom leaning switch, like fred, but the difference between the two is that george is MUCH more subby than his twin, and getting him in that headspace is pretty damn easy when he’s feeling whiny.

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

11.7, like Fred, but a bit more curve to him to fit allllll those lovely nooks and crannies of your body :)). also smooth as hell like his skin is just soft and lovely just CHEFS KISS ALL AROUND XXX

y - yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

george weasley constantly is in mating season, i do not know how else to tell y’all

z - zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

okay not to be creepy or a la edward cullen but after you pass out, he’s usually awake and brushing your forehead and eyebrows to help you fall asleep. he’s not like Fred where fred gets manic after a single round, he tends to be pretty calm after one, but, like Fred after about six or seven rounds, he will pass out pretty hard after

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Jay Briscoe

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

Jay likes to spend sometime cuddling after sex. He likes the sweet caresses and words followed by a power nap.

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

His favorite body part is his abdomen - mostly because of his tattoos. Now his favorite body part when it comes to you is all of you. Jay loves everything and can’t choose just one thing.

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

He loves to cum in you or in your mouth.

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

Jay secretly has a corruption kink. You look so innocent and pure to him that the mere thought of turning such a sweet girl into an ultimate slut has his cock hard in less than three seconds.

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

Extremely experienced. So much that at some point you’re sure he knows more about female anatomy than you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Flatiron and doggy style.

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

No goofing around. He’s completely serious and focused.

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

Jay is very well groomed. And mostly because he knows you like it this way.

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

Jay is a man of actions, not words. He lets his body do the work, his hands, touches and thrusts do all the talking, although from time to time he’ll say something sweet.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Masturbation to Jay is part of his daily routine. It’s a part of his day to day ever since he was a teen and still masturbates everyday. Although after you two got together he must confess that he prefers sex with you instead of masturbating.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Corruption kink, dirty talk, humiliation/degradation kink, power play, exhibitionism and face slapping.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Literally anywhere. The man has fucked you in the woods, abandoned building, dead end, hotel fire escape exit, bed, couch, living room rug, kitchen floor���you name it and he’ll do it.

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

Besides you, your words and your body, there’s one thing that lights up a fire in Jay like nothing else does and that is: your eyes. As he says, and I quote: “Those fucking bedroom eyes are going to get you in trouble, peaches”.

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

Threesomes or sharing. That’s a big no-no to him.

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

He loves both. But there’s nothing that turns him on more than eating you out. He could spend days only going down on you and listening to the sounds you make for him.

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

On rare occasions he’ll be all slow and sensual. But his preferred pace is rough and fast. There’s nothing that makes him harder than the loud sound of skin slapping skin.

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

He loves it. Although he would never choose a quickie over a long sex session, they still have a special place in his heart.

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

Jay loves to take risks and try out new things. He also has a special love for risky, outdoor sex.

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

His stamina is over the roof! He can easily fo three long rounds before needing to stop.

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

Although he won’t admit it, Jay likes using toys every now and then. But still he prefers to use his body only to give you pleasure.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

No teasing. Jay is an “ask and you shall receive” kind of guy. So no teasing is allowed.

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

This man is LOUD! Louder than you actually. He has a problem of keeping it down because, and I quote “You’re too fucking skilled for your own good, peach”.

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

“You want me to keep going?” His growl was low in your ear “Such a slut for me, aren’t you, peaches?” Jay buried himself deep in you, so deep that you could almost feel him hitting your cervix. His weight on top of you and the heat radiating from his tanned skin was making your walls close around his cock.

“Who would’ve thought that such a preppy little thing would’ve become such a needy whore…my needy whore” A soft caress on your cheek was the sign for you to relax your jaw for the slap that was about to hit your face.

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

Big. Not crazy big that makes it uncomfortable, but big enough to make you gasp and moan at how full he can make you feel.

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

Incredibly high. He can easily go at it several times a day.

[mysticalnightenthusiast]

NSFW Alphabet-Valtteri Bottas

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a-aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

After a bit of a cuddle he’ll always get up and fetch you a towel or a washcloth from the bathroom.  He’ll then allow you to snuggle up to him and doze off.  Then after waking up he’ll tease you about snoring.

b-body part (their favorite body part of their partner’s)

Val loves his eyes, more specifically the colour.  On you it’s all your curves and soft bits, you’re not a stick insect and he likes that.

c-cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Inside you.  Every-single-time.

d-dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Val doesn’t keep secrets from you; you’ve got an open relationship in that regard. Communication is both of your strong suits.

e-experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

The man is experienced AF and has a lot of partners though only a couple of long term relationships

f-favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary or cowgirl.  Missionary allows him to look into your eyes as you come and cowgirl allows him to grab your hips or boobs as you ride him.

g-goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

In the moment Val is serious AF.  It’s on the comedown when he playfully tickles your sides that things get a bit goofy.

h-hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Not hairless.  Has never waved or shaved but keeps things very short and trimmed neatly.

i-intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Off the fucking charts

j-jack off (masturbation headcanon)

If the mood strikes Val doesn’t mind jerkin’ the gherkin but prefers you to be in the same room or at least on Facetime.

k-kink (one or more of their kinks)

Outdoor sex.  His house in Finland is semi-rural and the nearest neighbour is miles away so getting it on on a picnic rug down by the lake in front of his sauna house gets him off particularly intensely.

l-location (favorite places to do the do)

Same as K but not like ‘Hey how abut we have sex outside today?” outdoor sex will always be prefaced by a nice walk outside that ends with him fucking you up against a tree or on a rug after a nice lakeside picnic.

m-motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Sweet dirty talk.  Valtteri Bottas is a true romantic but knows when a bit of dirty talk is appropriate, usually a whisper in your ear whilst at the track or whilst you’re doing something horribly domestic like the dishes after dinner.  He also really likes it when you whisper naughty sweet nothings in his ear just before he goes into a strategy meeting or when you’re relaxing on the couch after a long day at work.

n-no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Pain.  Val doesn’t like receiving or inflicting it.  A bit of spanking in the moment is fine but he’ll never bite, hit or scratch you.

o-oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Always prefers penetrative sex but would ever turn down a blow job.

p-pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Whatever the mood calls for.  Mostly slow and sensual.  He wants you to feel everything and wants to feel everything.

q-quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Not his favourite way of getting laid, much prefers to take his time to take you apart bit by bit.

r-risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

In terms of experimenting with new positions or locations sure he’ll try things (you never know when you’ll unlock anew kink hey?) but he’s not into taking risks for the sake of taking risks especially with you.

s-stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Ah-may-zing stamina, he lasts the longest of anyone you’ve ever been with but once he’s come himself that’s usually it for him for the night but he always makes sure its after you.

t-toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Has used them with you in the past but you much prefer just him and his skill (Those fingers man!)

u-unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not a tease as such but he definitely believes slow and steady wins the race and oh boy what a race it usually is!

v-volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Definitely not a screamer/bellower, soft and mellow like his public persona.

w-wild card (a random headcanon for the character) 

Once after joining Valtteri in the gym you two retreated to his sauna room for a bit of post workout r&r and things quickly got hot and heavy (in the figurative a literal sense) you were already naked and fairly soon after closing the door behind you Valtteri had you bent over the bench and was railing you from behind both hands around your throat.  Now the sauna is a favourite spot for both of you to get it ooooooooooooon.

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

Definitely nothing to be embarrassed about.  He’s happy with what he’s packing for sure. 

y-yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

You and Valtteri match each other perfectly.  He’ll happily give you a sensual massage and will get you off with his fingers and mouth and then cuddle you afterward.  Not every erection needs an orgasm.

z-zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Valtteri often falls asleep before you but only because your lovemaking is usually so intense and that takes a lot out of a guy.  He always apologises for it and you always tell him he doesn’t need to.

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A/N2:  Please like or re-blog if you liked this installment!  A masterlist will soon be up and the other drivers and a few other F1 personalities alphabets are planned.  If you have an idea for a NSFW alphabet please hit up my inbox!

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Hello, I was wondering about what would happen if the reader was terrified, literally, T E R R I F I E D of Max when they met Sam and Max because the reader’s heard stories of Max being an unforgiving, violent, mean, dirtbag?

Hi!

AWWWWW THIS SOUNDS SO SAD OMG-

I’ll do my best to make it a little angsty, but maybe a little bit fluff at the end? I did make the child reader a bit younger, so I hope that's okay! ^^

Hope you enjoy!

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Max swung his legs back and forth while on the couch of his and Sam's home, waiting for the new bundle of joy in their lives to arrive. Sam and Max both finally agreed on adopting a child and calling it their own, since after all they've been through, they knew they were finally ready to raise one. The Irish Wolfhound went ahead to the local orphanage alone, since Max was on one of those very rare solo cases given to him from the Commissioner, and while he was there, he found the perfect child named (Y/N) (L/N), since Max was absent, he didn't get to meet them until today. Sam went ahead with the Desoto to pick them up while Max stayed and got their bedroom ready, which he already did, and he must say, he was pretty damn proud of himself. The room was decorated with what he thinks a child would love to have, a nice comfy bed with (F/C) sheets and blankets, a soft round rug on the floor, a simple desk and chair, and some toys in a chest he picked up, thanks to the help of Sybil for advice. He nearly jumped out of his seat with excitement as Sam opened the door with a smile, nodding his head to his husband as he turned to the kid, who looked a little sleepy; "Meet your new home and your new Papa!"

That was when Max jumped out of his seat with a wide grin, his arms stretched out as he exclaimed; "Hi, new friend!"

The child's (E/C) eyes locked on Max, or more accurately, his shark-like teeth, making them widen as they violently backed up into Sam's legs, making the two very confused.

"No!" They yelled, making Max blink and let out a nervous chuckle. "Aw, I mean, I know I may not seem like the most friendliest pal around, but that's a different story with kids, kiddo!" He reached a white furry hand out, making them run behind Sam, clutching to his legs like a lifeline as they kept saying; "No! No! No!!"

"Hey, hey, hey... It's okay, he won't hurt you I promise." Sam coaxed, turing around to face them and kneeling down, that's when they went into the dog's arms and shook their head, their body shaking very violently while tears pricked their eyes. Sam hushed them as he pulled them closer. Max looked at the child with a worried, yet very sad face, his hand slowly lowering, as well as his ears slightly drooping.

Sam turned to his husband to give him a reasurred look; "Maybe their just a little cranky since I woke them from their well needed nap, I'm gonna put them back to bed." He picked the child up in his arms, who was still clutching onto his suit. "You fixed the bedroom up for them, right little buddy?"

"Y-Yeah..." Max said, his tone much calmer and quieter than his usual excited loud one.

"You're the best! I'll be right back."

Sam then started walking down the hall, towards (Y/N)'s room. The child looked up from being hidden in Sam's shoulder, locking eyes with the lagamorph before hiding their face in Sam's neck, clutching tighter.

This made Max's ears drop. For the first time in a while, not knowing what he did wrong.

It was about an hour after that incident, the lagomorph sat on the couch, eyes glued to the dusty-rose colored carpet flooring, his body more still than when he sat on it before the two came home, a million questions running through his head.

'Was it something I did?'

'Was it something I said?'

'Were they really that tired?'

'What happened?'

'What happened to them?'

'Are... they scared of me?'

He looked up from the floor to see his doggy husband slowly and quietly shut their door, turning to him with a smile. "Finally got them to go back to bed, poor thing didn't want to let go of me, almost like a bear trap. But they're all good and settled in now."

"Good, that's great." Max nodded, looking back down at the carpet. Sam looked at at him with a sincere look before smiling softly and walking towards the couch before sitting next to the lagomorph, using his index finger to lightly trace the side of his head below his left ear in an arching motion. "What's going on in that melon-shaped head of yours?"

Max shrugged, resting his head in his hands and resting his elbows on his knees. "I just... I don't know what happened between me and the kid."

"Little buddy, you gotta understand. This is a whole new experience for them, getting to know a new home and a new set of parents can be a lot for a kid their age. Especially when the new set of parents is a 6 foot dog and a lagomorph." Sam reasoned before cupping his husband's face in his hands, making him look at him. "Just wait, they'll soon warm up to you, mark my words."

"You really think so?"

"I know so." He kissed his forehead lovingly, before giving him a big lick on the cheek, making Max groan and laugh. "Ew, Sam! Grody!"

The next morning, the two Freelance Police sat at their round birch-wood breakfast table in the kitchen, enjoying their cups of coffee and breakfast of eggs and bacon, trying to wake themselves up.

That's when Max's left ear swivled at the soft click of a door opening, then soft pads of footsteps on the carpet. Sam noticed this and looked up from his eggs, seeing (Y/N) in the doorway of the kitchen, wearing one of Sam's old T-Shirts as pajamas, making it look more like a night gown that stopped past their knees and the sleeves coming past their elbows.

"Well, Good morning, little pup! Did you sleep okay?" Sam asked with a smile, making the Lagomorph adjust his body so he was sitting sideways in the chair, sending a smile at them, they looked at Max with terrified eyes before taking a step back and glancing towards the dog, nodding.

This made his smile falter, and his ears drooping once again while Sam got up from his own seat. "You wan't some breakfast? We still have some eggs and bacon left if you'd like some."

They nodded again, making an idea form in Max's head as he jumped out of his chair and onto the table, scooting the chair to the left of him back with his feet. "Here! You can sit next to me!" He said with an excited voice and smile.

(Y/N)'s face paled at that, as they violently shook their head again, rushing past the table and hugging Sam's pants legs again, making him look down as he was holding the plate of eggs and a slice of bacon. He glanced at Max who looked really hurt by what just happened.

'Sam was wrong... they're never gonna like me...'

'I'll never be their Papa...'

"Aw, little pup, I promise you, he's not gonna hurt you, he's just tryin' to be friendly." Sam reasoned, placing their breakfast on the counter and kneeling back down to the child's height, placing his hands on their shoulders.

"Scary teeth..." The child whimpered, holding their hands close to their chest. "He'll rip you apart and eat you."

The pair looked at each other with wide eyes and confused/shocked faces before looking back at the scared child. "Where on earth did you get that idea? Where did you hear that?"

"The older kids told us... He eats children and laughs at people all crazy-like..."

"Okay, the laughing at people all crazy-like, I can see, but he doesn't eat kids, let alone anybody, I promise you."

"Yeah, trust me, I'm very picky with what I eat, and kids ain't on my menu, kid." Max said, still standing on the table with a kind smile.

"He's actually just a lovable goofball, who just wants to be your Papa and your friend..." Sam reasoned, making them glance behind their shoulder at the lagomorph before fully turing their body towards him, this made his eyes slightly widen before slowly climbing off the table and onto the floor. "Trust us." Sam mumbled as he slowly guided (Y/N) towards Max, who held his small white fluffy hand out to them, giving them a soft smile and softly saying; "Put ‘er there, kid."

They looked at him before looking at his hand, then at the big dog, who gave his own kind smile and nod, letting them slowly reach out a shaky, uneasy hand, and lightly grabbing it in a handshake, feeling the soft velvity texture of his fur as his grip ever so gently tightened around the child's hand. Max soon smiled widely, feeling super excited and happy about what just happened before pulling them in towards him quickly, making Sam gasp and reach out; "Wait! Max! No!"

He soon stopped as he saw the Lagomorph give them a huge hug and plant quick, loving kisses all over their face, making them soon burst out in a fit of giggles, a smile on their face as they started squirming in his hold, making the dog smile with tears in his eyes, relief showering over his body.

Max planted one last kiss on their forehead, smiling at them. "You're one brave kid." He ruffled their (H/L) (H/C) hair before jumping back on the chair. "Now come on! Food's getting cold!"

Sam placed their plate on the table where Max pushed the seat out for them, as well as placing a cup of milk. Sam sat back in his own seat as the child soon pushed the chair closer to Max before sitting in it and dragging their plate and cup to themselves, making Max smile widely at them in surpise.

Sam sighed and shook his head jokingly, a playful smile on his face. "Man, now you're just hogging them all to yourself."

"Damn right I am! And I ain't sorry for it!" Max said, wrapping his arm around their shoulder and placing a kiss to the side of their head. He did have to admit though, Sam was right, all he had to do is wait for (Y/N) to warm up to him.

And it was so worth the wait.

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Harry Potter Smut Alphabet

As per, gif creds to the owner 💕

Warning: smut- what it says on the tin

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

Harry is a BIG cuddler afterwards- he loves enveloping you in his arms and kissing you all over, and gets totally relaxed from bathing in post coital bliss with you

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

He likes his hair, funnily enough. It never lies flat, but that no longer bothers him, especially when you run your hands through it and grab at it and play with it absentmindedly. One of his favourite sensations is your nails scraping against his scalp.

He loves your hands. If he’s having a tough day, just a simple pat on the shoulder or a little rub on the back is enough to calm him down, and he loves the feeling of your hands all over him.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Harry really enjoys when you let him cum in your mouth. It feels GLORIOUS you always do this little moan as you swallow that makes his Adam’s apple bob as he keeps your hair out of your face

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

Harry loves bottoming. One time you suggested pegging him (he seemed to like when you teased his hole with the tip of your finger) and he nearly came on the spot

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Harry isn’t very experienced. God loves a trier though, and he loves exploring your body to see what you like and dislike

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

His favourite position is taking you from behind while you spoon. He loves the way you push your ass back to get him going, and the position means he rubs up against your spot, and he can reach over to rub your clit

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Harry gets so into it that he often ends up letting out a little breathy laugh after he orgasms, and you end up giggling with him as you ride out your highs

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

He has a thicket of curly dark pubic hair on his mound. He trims it for your comfort, so it doesn’t scratch you too much when you blow him or ride him

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He gets very into it. He’s so grateful for you and he often lavishes you in kisses all over, moaning out how much he loves you

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Growing up with the Dursley’s, he always worried about getting caught. It wasn’t until he was in sixth year that he started getting himself off with muffliato cast around his four poster bed. He doesn’t really do it much- it surprises him that if he gets hard, you’re more than willing to help him out...

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Submitting to you is perhaps his biggest kinks. He loves giving up all control to you. He also loves overstimulation- both giving and recieving.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He really likes doing it in the living room. The couch, the rug, in front of the fire... it’s liberating for him

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

You often murmur dirty things to him when you hug or reach over him for things- he normally has to stay seated for a while or shuffle behind a counter while he calms himself down

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Harry will not verbally degrade you. While yes, he will dirty talk if you fancy it, he won’t call you a whore. If he does, afterwards he’ll check over and over to make sure you’re totally okay

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

As mentioned, Harry LOVES a bj. He makes the prettiest noises when you suck on his cock. He’s not experienced with eating out, but he’s a VERY quick learner ;)

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Somewhere in the middle, teetering more towards the slow and sensual side of the scale, wanting to really enjoy the moment, getting his hands all over you

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Because he prefers to go slower, Harry isn’t that keen on quickies. He’d much rather spend ages enjoying you all to yourself, not worrying about finishing quickly

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Harry knows the vanilla side of things. He’s never had access to dirty magazines or videos (apart from that time Dudley hid one under his bed as a prank- Harry managed to convince Hedwig to drop it in a lake or til while she was out hunting) so when you suggest something little wilder, he’s game to have a go at least once

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Harry has quite good stamina (he is a sportsman after all!) and is very eager to please. He can go for a few rounds, providing he has a little breather in between. He’s also quite into overstimulation, so when you continue to bounce your hips, he whimpers and sobs out, but grabs at you and bucks up to meet your movements

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Harry doesn’t own toys, but gets quite curious about yours- you’re more than willing to try them out on him (and help him pick out a strap on)

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Harry doesn’t really tease, bless him. It also doesn’t take much teasing to get him going

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Harry can get very loud. He makes the most lovely noises when he fucks you, grunting and moaning out praise

When you fuck him with a strap on, his noises are higher pitched and desperate, and he actually begs for you to go faster, harder, rougher to please please let him come...

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He has surprisingly sensitive nipples? Just pinch them ever so slightly while you ride him and he falls apart

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Harry is rather long when he’s hard. He’s not the thickest, but his length compensate for that, and his cock has a slight upward curve to it

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

His sex drive wasn’t the highest when he was single, but as soon as you got together and started sleeping together, he quickly found himself longing for you, wanting to have you

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn’t really fall asleep straight after sex. He loves sitting up and cuddling with you, maybe watch a movie. He’s a big fan of skin on skin cuddling as well, so you normally don’t bother putting on PJs when you eventually do go to sleep

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NSFW A-Z w/ Jake Gyllenhaal

— Can u do nsfw a-z for jake gyllenhaal ? -Anon

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—  Can u do nsfw a-z for jake gyllenhaal ? -Anon

WARNINGS: smut, sex, oral, mentions of sex/sexual acts, 18+

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

Jake likes to pull your body close to his side, wrapping his arms around you, and pressing soft kisses on top of your head/ face.

After a while, he will drag you out of bed. Taking you to the bathroom. Then turn on the shower. Cleaning the both of you up.

He will also hold your hand while talking about random things, that mostly turn into deep conversations. B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His hands. The main reason, because he knows how much you love them. Also, because he can please you with them.

His favourite body part of yours is your boobs and ass. Also, your legs. He loves grabbing onto your ass and boobs. And he loves it when your legs wrap around him. Whether its when you wrap your legs around his head when he is eating you out or his waist when he is pounding into you. Or when you hug him. C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

Mainly inside of you. He loves cumming inside of you. Likes watching it flow out of your cunt. He also likes cumming in your mouth, stomach, boobs and ass. D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Though he is more of the dom in the bedroom, he loves it when you Dominate him. He finds it extremely sexy. He loves it when you are in control. E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Jake is experienced. He has been with a lot of women before you. So, he knows all the tricks and techniques to please you. F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Doggy Style; he loves seeing you on all fours. He loves being in control. Also, likes yanking your hair back, while spanking your ass, or grabbing it.

Laying on your stomach; like the doggy style, he likes being in control. He likes pressing his body weight against you. Pinning you to him and the surface. Also, likes yanking your hair back as well.

When you sit on his face/when he eats you out. He likes this position, also, because he gets to see your facial reactions from a different angle. And god they are heavenly to him. G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Jake is more serious in the moment.

But if he is drunk, then he might be a tad goofy. H = Hair (How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Jake is well-groomed. I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…) 

Depends on his moods. Most times he doesn’t bother. Other times he will set the mood. Like a romantic dinner. Candlelit dinner. Candles/ rose petals etc. J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Jake only jacks off when you aren’t around, or he is filming, and he mostly rings you. Leading to sexting then phone sex. K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Jake has a huge daddy kink.

Praise kink.

Dominate.

Degrading.

Breeding kink

Slight choking kink {by choking I mean on you but hey he likes it when

He does weird kinky shit in the bedroom. It’s never vanilla. L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Anywhere really. The floor, in public, at the beach, in the pool, creek, bed, rug, living room, table, wall, kitchen, kitchen counter, against a window. M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Mostly your moaning, and you in general. Especially, when you were a bodycon dress to date night. N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything that causes you pain or hurts you. O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Jake has been with many women. So, he has experience in giving oral. He knows all the right ways to curve his fingers. Knows all the licking techniques to get you moaning, and writhing underneath him.

Like any guy, Jake loves receiving oral. He loves seeing your head bob up in down, as you suck him off. His hands would grip your hair, pulling it into a ponytail. He loses it when you look up at him with hooded eyes. Making his head fall back. His mouth a gap as he moans loudly. A curse of swear words and your name falling out of his mouth.

Jake especially loves it when you lick the base of his cock, all the way up to the tip. He also loves it when you play/massage his balls. P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Mostly fast and rough.

Though he might surprise you and be slow and sensual. But you don’t get used to it. He then goes back to being rough and fast Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Jake loves quickies. If the both of you are in a place where a quickie is required, and he needs to relieve his sexual desire/horniness for you, and he can’t, then, he will definitely have a quickie with you. Though he prefers taking his time. R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Oh definitely, he is up for taking risks and experimenting. Though he asks for your permission first before taking a risk and experimenting. If you are okay with it then he will do it. Otherwise, he will drop it. S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Jake can go for four hours before he feels exhausted. He lasts for about 10-20 minutes depends.

However, if he hasn’t seen you for a long time, and when both of you reunite with him, then he lasts for about 5-10 minutes. T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Sex toys are definitely a yes. Jake uses all the sex toys on you. U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Jake loves to tease you. It’s his favourite hobby. He loves teasing you in public. Whether he makes you wear vibrating panties, or he does it with his fingers. He loves to whisper all the dirty things he is going to do to you when both of you get home. V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Low growls, or just growls in general.

Lots of moaning from the both of you’s, though Jake growls more then he moans.

Moaning each other’s names loudly.

Let’s just say if you have a guest in the house or the other guest in the hotel rooms can hear you and Jake W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Jake loves to send explicit messages to you.

He loves it when you send pictures of yourself with outfits you are trying on when you go on shopping sprees. X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

He isn’t big nor small, so somewhere in-between. Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Depends, really, I mean sure he likes to bend Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Depends on how tired her is. But he waits till you fall asleep. Then he falls asleep.

[hargroves-angel]

not sure i f you do these but nsfw alaphabet with billy?

NSFW Alphabet 

Summary - NSFW alphabet

Warnings - Smut, Swearing

A/N - This one took a while to write and edit haha!

A = Aftercare (What they’re Like after sex)

After ruining you, Billy always makes sure your okay, he cleans you up with a washcloth, whispering about how well you did. He can be so soft when you’re alone, his reputation made him want to keep himself from being too soft with you when with friends. After soft sex he would massage your shoulders and lull you to sleep with his words.

B = Body Part (Their favourite of theirs and also their partner’s)

Billy loves his abs, he always works hard on them, he specifically loves it when you talk about them. He also loves his arms, he loves to hold you in his arms, once you got scared during a movie and the way you clinched onto his arm boosted his ego through the roof.

As for you he loves your boobs, he loves how they bounce when you ride him. His eyes are always on your cleavage when you wear a showy top, he likes grab them whilst spooning with you at night. He also adores your thighs, his favourite thing is to leave small hickies down them.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I’m a disgusting person)

Billy loves cumming on your stomach or boobs, watching it drip down your body lets you know who you belong to, who’s name you’ve been screaming that night, he goes crazy when you swallow after a blowjob, he thinks it’s so hot.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty Self Explainatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Well it’s no secret that he likes you calling him daddy and he’s a obvious dom but something Billy has always wanted to do was to take you raw, he’s always been a bit conscious of asking to do it as he also doesn’t want a baby yet, so once you’re both sure he will pound you raw and cum inside you, watching it drip down your thighs.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Billy is very experienced, he knows exactly how to please a woman and when it comes to you he knows what things drive you crazy. If you’re not very experienced yourself he will be soft and slow and caring but if you’ve had your fair share yourself then he’d fuck you so hard, show you that he’s the best you’ll get.

F = Favourite Position

Billy is a kinky fucker, meaning every night he wants to try something new, from 69 to reverse cowgirl. His specific favourite is when you ride him, again he loves watching your boobs bounce. However when he’s in a soft mood he likes to keep it simple and go back to missionary, holding your hands whilst he thrusts into you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He’s very serious in the moment usually, making sure to not it but if you two are going at it in the car and you hit your head then he will let out a little chuckle now and then.

Hair = (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes)

Billy is very well groomed, he has a small patch of blond hair down there a little happy trail leading to it, he likes to keep something down there, a sign of manliness for him.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

When he wants to be Billy can be really romantic, I’m talking flowers, kisses maybe a romantic dinner, which goes a bit wrong and Max ends up cycling to the mall to pick up some pizzas for the two of you. Bless him. He tries to gift you things, it’s simple stuff which he spends ages saving up for. It’s not much but a simple necklace is what he gets you for your birthday. As for sex he likes to light candles around your bed and waits for you to come home. He makes such soft love to you when he does these sorts of things, showing you that he loves you deeply. Kisses littering your body and face.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation)

Billy is very horny like all the time and some times you’re not there to help him relieve that, so he usually grabs a Polaroid from his collection, it’s a POV shot of you riding his cock, his hands on your tits. That one is his favourite, gets him so hard and makes him cum so fast. There’s also a few of you in lacy lingerie, he uses those whilst teasing himself. Then goes for the nude shots when he’s ready to cum loads.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Loves it when you call him daddy or when you ask him to choke you. He definitely has an innocence kink, the way your sweet untouched body squirms under him. Your lack of experience making him want to pound you so hard. He likes tying you up occasionally, some times a blindfold getting involved, he likes to hear you whining for him to touch you. He also loves using pet names on you such as princess, angel, kitten it shows him that your all his and he doesn’t share.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

His car is an obvious spot, him fucking you on the leather seat, you riding him after he’s had a stressful day. Your bodies heating up the glass as you make sweet love, another reason why he loves his car. Another favourite place has to be your bedroom, your bedroom being only a few doors away from your parents, allowing him to tease you and have you trying to stay quiet whilst he’s hitting your G-spot making you want to scream. Really anywhere in your house is perfect for him, on your dinning room table, your body layed our for him as he thrusts hard into you, on your kitchen counter, in the shower, even on the fluffy rug in front of your fireplace (but that place is reserved for birthdays).

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

Anytime you beg for him or tease him in public, it gets him so hard. He likes listening to your moans aswell. Sometimes when you whimper about how you want him to take you it gets him so riled up he stops what he’s doing and gets you in the back of his car ASAP. Whenever you wear skimpy lingerie around him or show any skin really he’s all over you. Also knowing that you have a formal event or family thing makes him leave marks all over you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Wouldn’t have a threesome because he hates sharing you, you’re his and his only. However as for turn offs he would be against hitting you, he’d be into spanking but when it comes to actual pain against you he’s completely against it.

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

Billy know exactly how to use his tongue and where to put his fingers, he knows what spots to hit and how to get you writhing in pleasure. He likes to hear your moans so he’s a giver, enjoys showing you a good time. However when he does recieve boy does he cherish it, your mouth is a godsend, your lips pressing light kisses along his shaft, kitten licking his tip before you shove him down your throat, sucking him off. It always leaves him breathless, but if you really want to make him cum loads all you have to do is stare up at him with your big doe eyes whilst you have his cock shoved down your throat and he’d bust right then and there, you being the good girl you were would swallow his cum making him even more happy.

P = Pace (How fast or slow are they in the moment)

Billy likes to go at it fast and rough. Leaving bruises on your hips, neck and thighs. Hickies littering your breasts, stomach and neck. He makes you cum easily every time. On the odd occasion such as your birthday he will not just fuck you but he will make love to you, leaving very little hickies, maybe only one or two, his hands are more gentle on your skin, making sure he doesn’t mark you too much. His breathing is more steady and he takes his time, the thrusts not being too quick but at the same time not too slow, allowing you two to just enjoy the moment.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex)

Billy loves quickies, he will do it in his car, on a desk, on a teachers desk (yes he’s done that before, no she doesn’t know that the reason why her laptop went missing is because you and billy broke it whilst he pounded into you a bit too hard causing the desk to shake), on your dinning room table anywhere. If he’s got a spare 5 minutes and he’s horny you better bet on him fucking you where your standing.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc)

He’s always down to experiment, weather it’s with positions, dirty talk, new kinks you name it he will always wanna give it a try first. He likes to take risks in public with you the most, you’ve fucked in the back of a drive in movie theatre before, during school hours. He’s even fucked you behind a bike shed outside the school, he’s a horny one.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last etc)

He won’t ever push you over your limit but he could easily do more than 3 rounds, his sex drive is very high. Him being down to pound every ten seconds of the day. You being his little hole to fuck whilst he gets those cravings. But saying that sometimes he is just satisfied with one round, especially when your in the lovey dovey mood. Always find after you.

T = Toy (Do they own toys, do they use them)

He doesn’t like using toys that much, he won’t ban them though, he knows that you have a dildo and has listened to you use it a few times, but he prefers using his own cock to satisfy you.

U = Unfair (How much do they like to tease)

He’s one of the biggest teases. Always finding little ways to rile you up, make you beg for his cock. He does this by maybe slapping your ass, grabbing your ass, grabbing your boobs, grinding into you ‘by accident’, working out right in front of you without a shirt on, whispering dirty things in your ear. He is the biggest tease and it makes you so frustrated. But you do get your own back, occasionally you’ve bended over in front of him, your little skirt showing off your new lace blue panties. But when you tease him he gets very rough, puts you back in your place, your his little sub and he’s the one that makes you squirm not the other way around.

V = Volume (How loud are they, what sounds do they make)

Fairly vocal, especially when your giving him head. Overall he enjoys your noises the most so if your not being as loud as him he’ll be a lot quieter, if you’re not meant to be loud maybe because of where you’re doing the do then he will just grunt and groan, his voice gets very deep.

W = Wildcard

X = X-Ray (Look at what’s going on down there)

Boy is he quite hefty down there, he’s a nice girth and a decent length, being around 6-7 inches, which did intimidate you a little bit at first but now you can easily shove him down your throat.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

Billy has a very high sex drive, which has also boosted your own, meaning whenever he’s horny so are you. He’s a constant tease though, needing to get his way with you.

Z = ZZZ (How quickly do they fall asleep afterwards)

He always falls asleep after you, making sure you’re taken care of, even if you’ve had rough as shit sex, slow sensual sex, or you’ve just tried to fuck away the pain. He always falls asleep after you. You’re his princess, his girl and he wants to protect you with all his heart.

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