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allidoistrytrytryy · 1 year ago

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a moment's silence when my baby puts her mouth on me (cove holden x reader)

ao3 version here

summary: Cove Holden and the black underwear (from Patreon moment 2, if you know you know), except it's his own surprise on a random Friday (smut with feelings)

word count: 3,116 words

tags: smut, porn with feelings, porn without plot, light dom/sub, switching, sexual intimacy, they're in love your honour, author has been feeling insane about cove for years and lately about the black underwear so here we are (female reader implied but i tried to be as non-descriptive as possible, can be a male trans reader too)

You were exhausted, your fingers rubbed at your eyelids and at your forehead, trying to take the headache away.

You had had a large project at your job, long hours, and planning that took too much of your time. You came home late, too late, so late sometimes Cove would already be in bed or asleep on the couch, always waiting for you (even though you had told him to sleep, not to wait up for you if you were too late, but he insisted every time).

You sighed at the thought of your fiancee. You missed him too much, missed being able to have time with him, going out on weekends or lazing around after work to watch a show you would fall asleep through anyway, snuggled in his warmth.

You hadn’t been able to do that in more than two weeks, always working, always in contact with your coworkers to continue the project even deep into the night. You were glad today was the presentation, and then you were taking a few days off, away from everything.

You felt the fear in your gut at the presentation. You were nerves on legs, as you always were when you had to talk in front of an audience. You knew that would never change, the way you spaced out, waiting and waiting, at your desk.

Your phone buzzed on your desk, which took you out of your thoughts and the ball in your stomach. A smile crept up on your face before you even had the time to read what the text said, at the name appearing on your screen.

Cove.

Romeo: You have this, show them what you’re made of. Love you. <3

You smiled hard, your finger rubbing at the heart emoji with the text, at the picture you had set as his picture on your phone. A picture of him asleep on your couch, snuggled under a blanket, his long hair freed from its usual low bun.

You hadn’t been able to resist the urge to take a picture, and your fingers had gone through his hair.

You sent him a heart back, now fired back up. You could do this, go home and kiss your fiancee senselessly until you fell asleep snuggled into his warmth.

And the presentation happened. It went well, and you shared smiles and compliments with your colleagues. Sighs of relief. You could all go home peacefully tonight.

Which you did. You sprinted to your car when the hour came, your colleagues’ laughter following you down the elevator. They all knew you were eager to be home again, to be with the fiancee you talked about too much. (You couldn’t help it. You loved Cove Holden too much, loved him since you were eight. What could you do?)

The drive went quickly and you arrived at your little place a bit further from the city in record time. When you parked in your spot, next to Cove’s car who was already there and home, you realized you had forgotten to send him a text. You bit your lip, hoping he hadn’t waited for it.

Five unread texts with Cove inquiring about the presentation, worried. Shit.

You climbed the stairs of the apartment complex quickly, your keys already in hand. You entered.

”I’m home! Sorry, I completely forgot to answer your texts, I’m so so...” You interrupted yourself by the sight of your living room, your coffee table with a range of plates and food, and even a cake.

Hands sneaked around your waist, a kiss on your hair, a chest against your back. Your fiancee enveloped you, mint, citrus and this particular ocean smell in your nose and you finally relaxed. “Hi sweetheart, how was it?” he asked gently.

You turned around in his arms and, as always, you had to crane your neck to look up into his eyes. You hadn't been fortunate with height while Cove had had too much of it over the years. His arms circled your waist. “Went smoothly, we can finally breathe now,” you answered and got on your tiptoes to kiss him quickly, which he answered with that giddy smile he never lost around you. “Now, what’s all of this, Covie?”

”Well, I knew it would go perfectly since it’s you,” you rolled your eyes at the remark but the smile betrayed you, the blush even more. “and wanted to celebrate it. I got your favorite things from your favorite places and got a cake.”

Cove looked like it wasn’t even an effort, and it wasn’t in your relationship. You both made so much effort, so much again and again for each other that it was just normal. But, it didn't change the fact that you were always touched by every gesture.

You still couldn’t phantom how dear you were to this man sometimes. You still couldn’t understand how your heart never seemed to stop expanding for him, taking in every piece, every detail, every word and action from him.

Your hands dragged his face to you, to kiss him deeply, like you had wanted to since you had finished the project. He sighed against your lips, that content sigh, his lips and tongue entangled with yours. An intimacy you could never get enough of.

”I love you so much,” you whispered against his lips and his eyes misted over, your crybaby, always yours.

”I love you too,” he whispered as if he didn’t want to break the calm of the moment, wanted to stay in this moment suspended in time.

Until you dragged him to the couch to drape yourself over him, eating and barely paying attention to whatever was on the TV as background noise. You talked about the project. He talked about his day and his own job.

When you finished, he pushed you to the bathroom. “Go take a bath, relax, I got the dishes,” Cove reassured and you pouted.

”But, I can help, I didn’t get dinner so it should be me,” you whined in his shoulder and he laughed while pushing in the bathroom while you couldn’t do anything.

”No way. Go, now,” he kissed your cheek and you still pouted as you got into the bathroom.

You did well on what he had told you to do, spending too much time in a hot bath until it got cold, your body wrapped in your comfortable fuzzy robe. You finally stepped out to get to the bedroom, itching to put your pajamas on, and fall asleep next to Cove.

The too-large shirt was in your hands, actually just one of Cove’s shirts you had stolen and never returned, as you did since you were teenagers, even before you were officially truly together. You hadn’t realized why the light was so dim, hadn't realized Cove was on the bed.

You turned your head slowly and you felt your knees wobble, felt your eyes widen until they almost popped out of your skull.

You had seen Cove in all types of clothes and nakedness over the years. You knew him and his body by heart, the moles, the sleeve on his right arm that you loved to kiss all over, the dips, and where the redness would creep. But right now? You were speechless.

Cove fucking Holden was sat against the headboard, half-lidded eyes on you, but you could see the blush high on his face and ears and down his neck. He was naked, well, except for the underwear but it was the underwear that made you want to scream.

It was black but it barely hid anything, the green happy trail visible from that delicious V-shape you liked to bite, down a dangerous low dip. Straps followed his hips and they showed his hipbones. You almost wanted to ask him to get up and show the back, to see how it looked over that ass you loved too much.

”Surprise,” he simply said, wanting to sound sultry but ending up at excited, embarrassed, waiting.

The shirt slipped through your fingers, forgotten on the floor, and you were still speechless. “What...are you...” you swallowed hard, heat at the back of your neck, on your ears.

Large shoulders were shrugged and he tilted his head, “I… we talked about how I wanted to try some...lingerie out and I thought it would be a good idea for a celebration.”

He was still waiting and you could see how waiting affected him, the redness ever more present on his face and down his neck, the quick jostle of his knee. You approached the bed slowly, eyes laser-focused on him.

You could feel a restraint slowly unfurling in your gut, a wait. You had missed Cove and his hands on you, you had missed the everyday intimacy but you had also missed the sexual intimacy you shared. You both couldn’t have enough of each other sometimes, a pull between your hearts and your bodies.

Your hands settled on the edge of the bed, and you crawled slowly to him, putting up a show for his eyes and his eyes only. The robe dipped down and he gulped, his eyes on your cleavage, on your bare chest visible underneath. You smirked, finding a place between his legs, hands on his thighs, so so close to the dangerous piece of underwear that threatened your composure.

”So, you decided to gift my eyes with this, baby?” you whispered, a finger playing with a strap at his hip. “You’re way too good for me.”

Cove gulped again and you wanted to bite at his Adam’s apple, leaving marks on his pale skin until everybody would know. He shook his head.

”What? You don't agree that you’re too good for me?” you asked, a little pout at the words, your eyes on his face. You were playing the game of how sultry you could be, how much you could push it until his own restraints broke. “Maybe I should show you.”

Your hands traced the straps and the edges of the underwear. Your mouth found a nipple as your hands traced but never touched where you could feel a hardness growing and growing. His moans hit your ears and you smiled, your tongue playing from one nipple to another.

”You don't have to...” he tried to say, his moans high, and god, did you love how vocal he could be. He was always so vocal, so good.

”I want to, so be a good boy, baby,” you whispered, bit at the side of his chest, so muscular, so pretty. He moaned higher, hips bucking against your chest. Your mouth traveled down and down, following the green trail of hair. “Driving me crazy with this, Covie.”

Your hands caressed the hardness over the fabric, but your mouth found the tip already out with how hard he was. The dip was so low that the tip was the only thing visible, so your tongue swirled around it, the saltiness hitting your tastebuds. You moaned, fingers at the straps.

”Oh my god," Cove whined loudly, hips bucking again, the tip making its way deeper into your mouth. “Shit, sorry sweetheart, I didn't mean to...”

You shook your head and pulled at the straps downward, until the underwear sat underneath his cock and you pushed more and more into your mouth, desperate for more, to make him feel even better.

”Fuck, fuck, fuck," you heard him repeat and you wanted to smile, to tease him like you always did because he only ever cursed in those moments, so gone, so desperate.

More and more, until you felt tears in your eyes, until you breathed through your nose, hands at what you couldn’t fit down your throat because of how big he was. But you loved it, thighs clenching to relieve the ache that formed in between.

It wasn’t about you, even though you could spend hours between his legs, to look at his head thrown back, his eyes closed and face scrunched up, like now. He looked out of this world, long hair around his head, down his shoulders, redness still at his face, sweat down his neck and on his chest. You couldn’t believe he was yours still.

”Shit, sweetheart, I’m gonna… I’m...” Cove’s voice rang out and you felt how tight his balls were getting, see how his abs tightened. He was close, and a part of you wanted him to cum in your mouth, but you had another plan.

You popped off his hardness with a loud pop, saliva around your mouth, and his head rose up, his eyes opened in question. You crawled back up his body, your hands opening your robe, until you could throw it on the floor beside the large bed. You settled on his lap, hands on his shoulders.

You swatted his hands away before they could fall on your hips, and you saw the small pout on his face that you kissed away with a laugh. “Sorry, no touching baby, be good a bit longer for me,” you kissed along his face, nibbled at his neck, leaving a few hickeys as your hips moved, your wetness rubbing on his cock.

Cove whined still against your shoulder, “But you look so good… And you’re so wet,” he moaned, groaned. “Let me touch you, please,” he begged but you shook your head, your hips rising up to catch the tip at the edge of your wetness, of your warmth.

You slowly sunk down, your own moan unable to stay in your throat at the delicious burn his cock always gave you, that fullness that always took your breath away. You hummed as you sank lower and lower.

His eyes were closed tightly, his body trembled when you finished back on his lap, the length fully inside you. You stayed still, enjoying the moment, and his hands stayed beside his hips, beside the underwear that was still underneath his cock, trapping his legs in place. He was taut, all muscles tight and restrained.

”Please, please, move," Cove begged and you could only answer with your hips moving up and slamming back down.

Your moans intertwined with Cove’s, as you rode him, slowly, building a faster rhythm with every breath, every moan. You rode him, a deep pleasure building in your stomach, pleasure built with his moans in your ear, your teeth at his shoulder.

You rode him until your thighs trembled and his hips, so restrained until now, slammed up in response. You almost screamed his name. It had hit that one spot deep inside and your body had fallen down onto his chest.

All restraint broke in his body, his hands at your hips, so tight you knew you would feel them still tomorrow, “Sorry, I can’t...” he breathed out, before his hips slammed up again and again, his hands guiding your hips down every time.

“Fuck, Cove, Cove,” you repeated his name, your forehead on his shoulder, your eyes on the spot that joined your two bodies together, his cock sliding in and out.

His name on your lips broke him again and you lost all control you had on the situation. His hands manhandled you on your back, almost ripped the underwear that had started it all off his legs, and he had your legs folded against his chest before he slid back in.

The breath was knocked out of your chest, your hands tugged at his hair, and your eyes were on him always. The muscles bulging with every movement, the sweat trickling down, the pure ferocity and desperation on his face.

Cove wasn't always pushed to this side of dominance, if not ever. Not to this degree. You both liked to switch, to play with what were the limits and new things, but falling back into lovemaking most of the time. Here, your gentle sweet Cove was gone, to leave a rougher Cove you loved too, your moans encouraging him.

”Don’t stop, Cove, don’t stop," you begged, hands desperate in his hair, hips moving to answer every thrust deep inside, against the spot. You could barely talk and he could only groan and moan, his own mouth busy on your nipples, back arched.

You were getting closer and closer, and he could feel it, the way you arched more and more, the way you were tighter and tighter around him, the way your moans only got louder. His eyes were on your face, a hand moving down from your hip to the nub of nerves, so wet from everything.

Your head tilted back into the pillow, “Cove, I’m… I’m gonna cum,” you moaned, warned and he hummed in response, his thumb insistent on your clit, in time with every thrust. Your back arched even more, the pleasure exploding in your stomach, behind your eyes, and in your whole body until you were left a trembling thing underneath Cove.

His thrusts slowed down, but your hips moved and you shook your head. “No, don't stop, need you to cum,” you croaked out, voice spent, hands still tugging at his hair.

”I don’t want to hurt you,” Cove moaned over you, eyes half-lidded on your face, but you shook your head again. You tugged him closer, forehead against his.

”You can’t hurt me. Please Cove, I love you, please,” you begged, his thrusts were erratic and you could tell he was close.

”I love you, fuck, I love you so much, I love you," he repeated against your cheek, and you hummed, answered back, until he moaned louder.

Until the final thrust, until he came deep inside you with your name on his lips and you kissed his face.

Cove detangled himself from you only to bring back a wet washcloth, to wipe you and himself. You only got up to go the toilets, fast and impatient, to find him back in bed, under the covers.

You cuddled in his arms, your cheek on his shoulder, legs entangled to look at him. Content, beautiful. It was magical, as always, to go to sleep with him every night, to have him be the last thing you always saw at night.

”Well, that was a nice surprise," you giggled and he smiled lazily. “I’ll be the one to surprise you next time.”

He groaned lightly but laughed, forehead hitting yours gently. “If you want me to really die, sure,” and you could only laugh, his lips on your eyelids, yours reaching up to kiss his eyebrows. “Go to sleep, sweetheart.”

You hummed, “I love you, Covie.”

His smile grew larger, and his cheeks turned red as always, “I love you too.”

And you fell asleep, safe, happy, home, where you belonged.

#our life #our life beginnings & always #our life beginnings #cove holden #cove holden headcannons #cove holden smut #cove holden x reader #cove holden x mc #cove holden x you #cove holden fanfic #our life fanfic

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zombii-writess · 2 years ago

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𝙴𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝙶𝚒𝚏𝚝

Tags: established relationship, Cove is 19, male pleasure, male receiving, overstimulation?, male whimpering, smut, oral fixation, slight edging?

Synopsis: you decide to give Cove his birthday present early…a few months early. But he doesn’t seem to complain about it.

Word Count: 592

Pairings: Cove Holden x F! Reader

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“W-wait! We shouldn’t- fuck!” Cove moaned as his back arched, spurts of cum shooting out his cock and landing on his stomach. He brought his hand to cover up his loud moan as his blue eyes flickered to his door, expecting his father to burst it open at any time. The green-haired boy was a nervous wreck, his heart thudding in his chest from the thought of getting in trouble receiving head from his girlfriend in the middle of the night. Where everyone was asleep, except them. This excited him.

Cove sat on the edge of his bed, bottom half bare, and in between them was his lovely girlfriend of 6 years. Soft hands squeezed his quivering thighs, keeping them open to prevent them from crushing your head as you gave the tip of Cove’s cock kitten licks. Cove swallows the slob of saliva that threatens to spill from his lips as you tilt your head to lovingly gaze into his teary ones. He whimpers when you remove a hand from his thigh to gently push Cove’s top half down onto the bed. When he does, you grab onto his cock and shove it into your mouth, gagging a bit as he exclaims at the sudden move and thrusts into your mouth.

He flushes at his volume and grabs a pillow to shove his face into it, moaning and groaning into the pillow. The knot in his stomach threatened to snap the more you sucked, licked, and fondled his cock and balls. Smirking at his approaching load, you remove his cock from your lips, kissing his thigh when Cove removes the pillow from his face and whines at the sudden loss of warmth.

You laugh at his expression. He looks so beautiful… Face flushed, tears spilling from his eyes, stomach painted in his cum, shirt lifted and exposing Cove’s perky pink nipples from you flicking and sucking on them for an hour straight. He looked like he came straight out of a painting. He was a beautiful mess.

Crawling on top of Cove and settling on his chest, hands searching his own to hold, arousal soaking your underwear. You plant kisses all over his face before landing on his lips.

“Happy early birthday, Cove.” You whispered before shifting to remove your underwear. Cove knew then and there, that he was in for a long night.

The next morning Cove woke up sore and drained, not that he minded. You had already left a while ago, leaving behind multiple hickeys all over his thighs, neck, and chest. Yawning, he throws on his discarded clothes before heading to the kitchen to eat breakfast. His father, who sat at the sofa, turned to Cove to tell him ‘Good morning’ before setting his eyes back onto the tv. It was quiet. The only sound was Cove searching through the cupboards looking for his favorite cereal and the show Mr. Holden was watching.

Munching on his breakfast, Cove pulls out his phone and scrolls through his social media until his father breaks the silence.

“Did you use protection?” Mr. Holden asked, eyes still set on the tv and ignoring his son choking on his breakfast.

“W-what?” Cove fearfully questioned, hoping his father isn’t asking what he’s asking.

Mr. Holden laughs at Cove’s expression, wiping his eyes from tears. “All I’m asking is if you both used protection since I was around your age when your mom and I had you.”

Safe to say, Cove couldn’t make eye contact with either you or his father for the next few days due to embarrassment.

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A/N: Finished another one!! but im not that good writing smut lol so don’t be too harsh on me

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#cove holden x reader #cove holden #smut #x reader #oattslovewrites

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sheynchankawaiiuwu · 1 year ago

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I sometimes curse my laptop for not having that much memory, like yesterday bc I wasn't able to upload this and I got upset at myself for being an idiot and not checking the wiki-

HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MY SWEET AND LOVABLE COVE!! I praise GBpatch for creating such a heartthrob of a character <3333

#olba #our life #olba cove #olba mc #our life cove #our life beginnings & always #our life mc #our life beginnings and always #cove holden #cove x mc #cove holden x reader #cove holden x gn reader #cove holden x male reader #olba cove holden #olba oc #cove holden my beloved #cove holden x female reader #cove holden x mc #cove holden x you

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skylarsblue · 2 years ago

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✦Masterlist✦

✧Rules✧ -- ✧Who I Write For✧ -- ✧Masterlist 2✧

✧--✦Slasher✦--✧

--✧Multiple Characters✧-- Yandere!Reader Pt.1; (DBD Ghostface, Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Bo Sinclair)

Yandere!Reader Pt.2;(Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, The Sinclair Bros, Jason Voorhees, DBD Ghostface, Billy Lenz, Brahms Heelshire)

Cat Calling; (Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, The Sinclair Bros, Thomas Hewitt)

Random Headcanons; (Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Brahms Heelshire, The Sinclair Bros, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer)

Fluffy Smut/Aftercare; (Michael Myers, The Sinclair Bros, Brahms Heelshire)

Reader W/ A Tiny Mean Dog; (Michael Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Jason Voorhees, The Sinclair Bros, Billy Lenz)

Slashers W/ A Strong!Reader; (Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees, Billy Lenz, Bubba Sawyer, Bo & Vincent Sinclair, DBD Ghostface)

Slashers W/ A Male!Reader; (DBD Ghostface, Stu Macher, Billy Loomis, Brahms Heelshire, Bubba Sawyer)

Slashers W/ A Reader W/ PTSD; (The Sinclair Bros, Bubba Sawyer, Michael Myers, Jason Voorhees)

Slashers W/ An ADHD!Reader; (The Sinclair Bros, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Stu Macher, Billy Loomis, Brahms Heelshire)

Ghostfaces W/ An Autistic!Reader; (Stu Macher, Billy Loomis, DBD Ghostface)

Sinclair Bros Getting Tricked; (The Sinclair Bros)

Sinclair Oneshots; (The Sinclair Bros)

Sinclair Bros W/ A S/O W/ An Eating Disorder; (The Sinclair Bros, bonus Nick & Carly)

Sinclair's W/ A Hispanic!Reader; (The Sinclair Bros)

Random Sinclair Headcanons; (The Sinclair Bros)

✦Bo Sinclair✦

✦Lester Sinclair✦

✦Vincent Sinclair✦

✦Michael Myers✦

✦Jason Voorhees✦ ✧Pending...

✦Brahms Heelshire✦ ✧Brahm's reaction to his S/O leaving the house

✦Thomas Hewitt✦ ✧Pending...

✦Bubba Sawyer✦ ✧Pending...

✦Stu Macher✦ ✧Pending...

✦Billy Loomis✦ ✧Pending...

✦Billy Lenz✦ ✧Pending...

✦Tiffany Valentine✦ ✧Pending...

✦Harry Warden✦ ✧Pending...

✦Pyramid Head✦ ✧Pending...

✧--✦Our Life✦--✧

--✧Multiple Characters✧-- ✧Pending...

✦Cove Holden✦ ✧Cove W/ A Dominant Reader; NSFW headcanons

✦Derek Suarez✦ ✧Pending...

✦Baxter Ward✦ ✧Oneshot; Be At Ease

✦Qiu "Autumn" Lin✦ ✧Pending...

✦Tamarak Baumann✦ ✧Pending...

✧--✦Original✦--✧

✧Evangelical Affair; Damien Thorn x Emmett Forst - Angel/Devil Au -NSFW ✧What's Your Favorite Scary Movie? Vincent Walker x Joshua Eecker -NSFW

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mostmouse · 2 years ago

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I've never been more grateful to find a blog than I have been with yours, your writing is gr8 and I SO appreciate that you write smut/dark themes but don't touch incest stuff, it's such a relief, bless you 🙏🏽

THAT SAID, I would love to make a request if I can!! I've been thinking really hard about soft yandere Cove Holden lately and would die for some smut about him breaking into GN/male MC's house while they're in the shower <3 Ideally the two would be in a long term relationship already and he simply has a habit of doing this to them and they're okay with it lmao 😌

Thank you in advance even if you choose not to do this one, just for being around and for sharing your fics with us!! —🦋

Nothing with wrong with people who are into it! I write graphic violence and noncon, so I will not be throwing stones from my glass house haha hope you like this! :)

Good Ol' Fashioned B & E (AO3)

Cove just so happens to find your window open, while you just so happen to be in the shower. He decides he's unable and unwilling to hold himself back from reminding you who you belong to.

(Cove Holden x m!reader, explicit, 3,600 words, soft yandere themes)

Cove parked his car in front of your house, sighing and ruffling his hair. Since the sun stayed out longer in the summer, he found himself giving surfing lessons late into the evening. By the time he packed up his things, it was well into the night.

Rolling his shoulders, he slipped out of his car, locking it and tossing his keys into his messy and overflowing work bag. However, once he made it up to your door, he realized he needed them to get in. Tossing his head back and groaning, he tugged his bag towards the front of his body before shaking his head.

Walking around to the side of your place, he swung himself up onto the eaves and atop the first floor roof. Wiggling one of the windows up in your hallway, he smirked as it opened easily, unlocked. Hauling himself in, he looked around, the lights off all around him.

Walking softly towards your bedroom, he kicked his shoes off before he heard soft music. Humming to himself, he pushed your door open, greeting your pet before looking towards the master bath. Licking his lips, he felt his face flush hotly. Padding over to the door, he cracked it open, groaning quietly as he heard the shower running and saw the curtain closed.

Letting out a tense breath, he closed his eyes as he saw your boxers on the tiled floor. Palming himself gently through his loose jeans, he stood there, listening as you hummed along, picturing your perfectly imperfect body in the shower.

Biting his lip, he quickly stripped off his shirt and pants, tugging his boxer briefs down as well. Tugging his hair free of his ponytail, he silently made his way to the shower, peeking in slowly. Slipping past the curtain, he faced your bare back, smirking.

Not wanting to wait a moment longer, his arms quickly wound around your waist, biting your shoulder as you screamed. In your panic, you grabbed at his hands, wiggling in his grasp, moaning as his teeth sunk deeper into your soft skin.

“C-Cove?” Your voice was breathless, chest heaving as the shock left you just as quick.

Cove leaned forward, catching your ear between his teeth, his voice low, “You shouldn’t leave your windows unlocked, someone could easily break in… Someone with less than pure intentions.” Kissing you softly over your ear, he loosened one arm to rub it across your chest, kissing your shoulders and nibbling around where he had bit you.

You laughed breathlessly, leaning back into him as you felt him start to get hard against your lower back. “Yeah, I know. I’m trying to invite this one- ah!” Shuddering as he bit you again, you rubbed yourself against him. “This one really cute guy. Y-You’ve might’ve seen him around here before.” Sighing contentedly, you let him nudge your head to the other side, covering you in marks equally there as well. “He’s tall and fit… And he has the most handsome ocean eyes and prettiest long hair.”

You felt him nuzzle you, his happy humming surrounding you. Laughing, you brought your hand up to his head, petting his tangled hair. Cove tightened his grip around you, the arm still resting against your tummy drifting downwards. Stiffening, you whimpered as he wrapped a hand around your hardening shaft.

“Seems like you were hoping he’d find his way here tonight.” His voice was husky as he stroked you, letting you melt into his arms. “How naughty of you… I’ll have to show you what happens if you let just any man crawl through your window at night.”

Shuddering against his hold, the arm wrapped around your chest tightened as did his fist. Crying out, you bucked your hips against him. His fingers slipped across your nipple, mouth nibbling across you as he listened to you moan for him. “Cove~”

Face warm, he whimpered against you, hand moving faster as you shook in his grip. “Ahh! Fuck- Cove!” His fingers danced over your skin expertly, squeezing the base of your cock before loosening up and slipping to your tip, where he traced you with his fingertips, before repeating himself. “I- Ahh!”

Rolling your hips back, you tried to grind against him, whimpering as his hand left your chest to squeeze your package. Moaning, you thrust into his hand, your own arms winding around his neck where he stood behind you. His hands were unrelenting, feeling you tremble against his broad chest.

“This is what you wanted? For a cute boy to crawl through your window and wreck you? Want me to ruin you? My cute little boyfriend is so dirty, such naughty fantasies. Better make it up to me, baby, cum for me and I’ll forgive you.” Cove’s cheeks were burning, the dirty talk falling off his tongue as he jerked you off, feeling your perfect ass so close to his throbbing cock.

You felt your climax within you, hips shaking as he squeezed you tightly. “Fuck! Cove!” Moaning loudly, you felt his hands move, one closing into a fist around your base as the other pinched your tip. Crying out, you shook your head, “Cove! Please! Fuck, let me cum for you, please!”

You could feel the wave of pleasure ebbing away as he kissed your shoulders, hands pulling away from you and resting on your hips. You whimpered as he turned you, arms falling to your sides as you hid your face against him. “Aww, my poor thing… You wanted to waste your cum? Just let it go down with the water? You know better. Where are the only places you’re allowed to cum?”

Sighing against him as he moved his shaft to be pressed against yours as best he could considering the height difference, you felt your mind go blank. Basking in the feeling of his burning wet body against yours, you didn’t notice how he huffed above you, one hand pulling away before spanking you. Crying out, you dug your nails into him, listening through his chest as he hissed.

“I asked you a question.” His voice was husky above you, his hand slowly jerking off both your cocks as they were pressed together.

You panted, drool pooling in your mouth, “I- What? W-What did, ahhh~ what did you say?” Your hips moved gently, rubbing the underside of your cock against his.

Cove smiled above you, almost wanting to just whisk you away and make love to you in bed, but mostly he wanted to see you fall apart and beg for him, to remember who you belonged to and how he belonged to you. You were too cute and precious for your own good, he wanted to tease you, to squeeze you until you snapped in half.

Leaning back from where you were pressed to his chest, he nuzzled your nose sweetly. “I asked you where you’re allowed to cum?” He idly kissed across your face, hand moving slowly between you. Listening to you moan lowly, he nibbled your lip.

Ocean eyes stared intently at you, an obsessive love swirling within them. Leaning forward, you kissed him softly, sighing through your nose. Breaking away, you rocked your hips into his, panting slightly. “O-Only allowed to cum in-inside you and, haah~ in your m-mouth.”

Cove bit his lip, hand moving faster between the two of you, watching as your brows knit upwards. His other hand pet your tummy before moving to grab your ass. “That’s right, you have to be my good boy and save your cum for me. Can you do that?”

Both your cheeks were flushed, pleasured expressions facing each other. Whimpering, you nodded, fingertips playing with his sensitive nipples. Moaning loudly, his voice echoed off the shower walls as he tipped his head back. “Fuck~ Good boy. So perfect for me.” Swallowing thickly, he let go of both your cocks, hissing as you scratched down his chest. “C’mon, let's get cleaned up before we go to bed. Can you do that for me?”

You groaned aloud, pouting at him. However, Cove merely smiled down at you, giggling softly. Leaning around you, he purposefully avoided your puppy dog eyes, grabbing shampoo and lathering your head up. Humming softly to the music that he could hear once more, he tilted you up by your jaw, smooching you with puckered lips.

Trying to fight the smile off your face, you let him rinse your hair. Sighing, he applied conditioner before you nudged him to the side and helped him into the water. “Gotta get my perfect boy washed up, too. God knows your hair is full of sand.” He smiled at you, loving expression watching you closely as you repeated his actions with him.

Kissing his throat, you massaged his shampoo into his hair, careful of the saltwater knots. Cove’s hands drifted down your sides, tracing your curves and stretch marks. “I love you.” Sighing against his slick skin, you nuzzled him.

“I love you, too. My precious boy. You’re all mine, forever. And I’ll always be yours.” Cove’s heart thumped at your words, passionate obsessive flames within his soul burning hotly. You were all his, forever. You’d never leave him, and he’d never leave you. He’d absorb you into his body if he could, just so you’d always be together.

Switching places, you let the water cascade over your conditioned hair, Cove lathering up on soap and rubbing you down. He giggled in front of you, lathering you up and playing in the bubbles. Your cock was still achingly hard, memories of your lost orgasm rolling in your lower belly. He was careful to wash all over you, turning you in his grip as the suds washed off your chest as his hands rubbed you down.

Kissing your freshly washed neck, his hands slipped further down, one holding your hip as the other circled your tight rim. Whimpering, you braced your hands on the shower wall. “Cove…” His name was just a whisper, waiting to see what he would do.

Cove hummed behind you, gently circling you. With a kiss to the shell of your ear, you felt his fingertip push past you gently, shallowly entering you. Sighing softly, you leaned forward, hips subtly rocking back. Slowly easing deeper inside you, he basked in your soft sounds and hot body.

However, he didn’t stay inside you for long, slipping out and cleaning the rest of you as if nothing happened. You whimpered, forehead resting on your hands. “Cove~” You whined disappointedly, wiggling your hips and looking at him over your shoulder.

He just tilted his head innocently. Pouting, you switched places with him, cheeks hot. “You’re such a tease tonight…” Copying him, you grabbed his body wash and cleaned him up. Eyes flicking up to him as he lathered his hair with conditioner, you slowly moved downwards towards his lengthy shaft.

Eyes looking down, you held in a moan at the sight, thick seafoam bush and swollen cock hanging down, water flowing down it freely. Finally dragging your eyes away from it, you looked back up at him, squeaking as his heated stare made contact with you.

His gaze was passionate and it had you swallowing thickly. “C-Cove?” He growled as you said his name, belly hot and tight as he thought how perfect it sounded falling from your lips. Gritting his teeth, he rinsed himself off, grabbed your cheeks and shoved his tongue into your mouth as he pressed you against the wall.

Moaning loudly, your voice was muffled against his mouth. His tongue pet yours, tracing the inside of your teeth as his rough hand grabbed your cock once more. You tried to pull away but he was unrelenting, swallowing all your sounds as he pumped you quickly. Dragging your nails down his back, you helplessly humped his fist, whimpering against him.

Puffing through his nose, he moaned against you, hand leaving you and grabbing your hips. He ground against you, breaking away and panting heavily. “Fuck! You’re so- ahh!” He bit your shoulder, listening to you moan as he tried to collect his thoughts. He wanted you so badly, that cute look in your eyes as you leered at his big cock. He needed to fuck you, needed you to be begging him to let you cum.

Leaning back down, he bit your lip, dragging it between his teeth before breaking away. Finally, his burst of energy passed and he peered down at you, cheeks flushed and eyes hazy. He didn’t break eye contact with your dazed expression as he leaned back and shut off the water. Dragging the curtain open, he finally looked away, grabbing the both of you towels and handing one to you.

The both of you dried off quickly and silently, the music echoing around you as you heard Cove groan every few moments, his ocean eyes lustfully raking over you with every move you made. You couldn’t help but whimper, feeling his charged energy in the air, knowing he was moments away from pounding you and marking you up as his.

You loved when he was like this, as if nothing else mattered than claiming you and making you his. Finally dry enough, Cove tossed both your towels to the floor, grabbing you around the wrist and dragging you into your bedroom, shuddering at the air conditioning.

Tossing you onto your bed, he grabbed a bottle of lubricant out of your drawer, meeting your eyes again as he stroked himself. “Who do you belong to?” You whimpered, whispering his name. His wanton gaze didn’t change as his eyes fell down to your flushed shaft. “Who does this pretty cock belong to?”

You threw your arm over your eyes, blushing. “You, Cove. I-It’s all yours.” He growled above you, clean hand gripping your forearm and pinning it above your head. Gasping, you moaned, his strong arms flexing above you.

“Who owns that tight ass of yours?” You lifted your legs subconsciously, spreading them so he could reach you easier.

“You, Cove! Fuck!” However, to your frustration, he let go of you, disappearing from your line of sight. With a shout, you stared at the ceiling for a moment before shouting, “Cove!” Leaning on your elbows, you quickly fell back against the blankets again, crying out as he swallowed your cock.

Moaning loudly, you laid on your back, hands pulling his wet hair as he took your cock deep into his throat. “Fuck! I-I can’t! It’s too much!” After him edging you and touching you all during your shower, you thought you might burst. Whimpering at how easily he was getting you off, you bucked up into his mouth.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum! Cove, please! Please let me cum in your mouth- ahh!” His hand came back to your package, squeezing it in his palm gently. You shuddered, moaning loudly as you rolled your hips up, crying out sharply as you finished on his tongue.

Cove moaned lasciviously around your shaft, eyes closing with flushed cheeks. Swallowing every drop, he sucked on your tip, his hand pumping your shaft as he massaged your package. You arched your back, unable to get a good look at him as your eyes were lidded in blissful pleasure.

Panting as he popped off you, he crawled back up your body. Kissing your cheeks, he moved to nuzzle into your hair. “Good boy… Cumming down my throat, not wasting any bit of your delicious cum. I think you deserve a reward.” His voice was husky and you shuddered.

“P-Please…” Cove grinned at your soft voice, hands grabbing you behind your knees and lifting your legs. You blushed, covering your face with your hands, “Cove…” Once your legs were secure and pinned around his waist, he smiled softly.

Kissing you chaste on the lips, he nuzzled your nose. “I wanna see my good boy fall apart. Wanna watch you beg for my cock, screaming for me to pound this tight ass hard.” Kissing you again, “Can you be good and do that for me?”

Whimpering once more, you nodded. Cove smirked, leaning back. Using one hand, he guided his slick cock to your tight rim. You sighed, relaxing into the bed as he gently pushed inside.

Cove couldn’t help but moan, watching your blissful expression as he pressed his lengthy cock inside you. Licking his lips, he leaned forward, resting one palm on the side of your head. Looking up at him, his hair a curtain around his handsome face, you smiled softly. Cheeks flushed, you moaned his name quietly.

Moaning hotly, he finally bottomed out inside you, listening to you groan. Your heat wrapped around him in a vice, tight without any stretching done before. You panted below him, flexing your hands where you moved to rest them on either side of your hand. Cove smiled, moving so that his hands were intertwined with yours.

Leaning down, he kissed you softly, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Sighing, he rocked his hips against you, moving only a bit before slipping back inside. You moaned aloud, hands tightening around his. “Cove~ more, please.”

Cove swallowed thickly, nodding and grinning. Leaning back, you let go of his hands as he held your hips. You watched with flushed cheeks as he pulled back just to shove himself in. You tossed your head back as Cove began a rough pace. Slipping one leg down, he anchored one foot on the floor with his knee on the bed.

Watching your body closely, he jerked his hips back, shoving them against you before pulling back and repeating. He gasped for air as your body squeezed around his cock, whimpering as you slid against the bed, cheeks heated and mouth open as you moaned loudly.

Gripping your legs, he moved them to be against his chest, basking in your sounds of pleasure and as your bodies came together. Whimpering, he closed his eyes, feeling himself drool at the feeling of you. “Ahh~ Ah! Fuck!” His voice was strained, feeling his climax approach, the teasing in the shower not helping him last.

You moaned below him, watching as his hair bounced, tanned skin darkening with a full body blush. “C-Cove~ inside, please, ahh!” His hips faltered, and with a sharp cry, he pressed against your belly, tugging your hips higher as he tried to pound against your sweet spot.

Crying out, you whipped your head to the side, trying to hide your face. Curling your leg, you tugged yourself higher against him, cock sinking deeper inside you and brushing your p spot with every frenzied thrust. You tugged at the blankets, pulling them up on either side of you as you arched in his grasp.

Cove panted, watching you carefully, body on fire. You were so tight around him, he couldn’t think. Whimpering, he felt tears gather in the corner of his eyes as he screwed them shut, moaning uncontrollably as he pounded you against the soft bed. “Fuck! Ahh! F- ahh~ Cumming, ah! I’m, haah!~”

You watched through dazed eyes as he fell apart between your legs, semi hard cock tapping your belly with each powerful thrust. Arching your back, you moaned hotly, his name falling off your lips like a prayer. “Cove!”

As you cried out for him, Cove trembled, hands moving to grip your thighs as tight as he could, your cries echoing in his empty head as he blew his load deep inside you, pumping you full of cum. Tipping his head back, his hands loosened, hips moving softly against you as aftershocks rattled his body.

Panting heavily, he let your legs fall to his sides again, dragging himself from inside you to crawl atop you and collapse. With a puff of air, you laughed breathlessly, rubbing his back and kissing his shoulder. “I love you, I love you, I love you.” Your words were weak, still reeling from the intense pleasure of him pounding you.

Cove heaved for air above you, body shaking as he wrapped his arms around you and flipped you on your sides. Resting your head on his bicep, you leaned in and scattered kisses all over his flushed and sweaty face. Smiling softly, you nibbled his lip, feeling as his arm slipped off your waist. Opening your mouth to ask him if he wanted water or anything, you gasped as his free hand wrapped around your sore cock.

Whimpering, your arm wound around his neck, pulling your faces in tight. “C-Cove, you don’t have t- ahh!” His speed was unrelenting, working to get you off once more. “Cove! Fuck!” You shuddered, crying out as you shoved your mouth against his.

Within moments Cove had you bursting all over your bellies and the blanket. You gasped for air, the speed rattling your bones. You whimpered as he touched you softly, ocean eyes watching you lazily. Finally meeting his gaze once more, you leaned up to kiss him.

Gently, you rubbed your tongues together, moaning as you took turns exploring each other’s mouths. Twining your legs together, you rolled over so you were atop of him. Resting your forehead against him, you sighed happily. “Do you want some water?” Your voice was rough, croaking as you laughed slightly.

Cove smiled under you, humming happily and not paying attention. Wrapping his arms around you, you laughed as he dragged you back down. Holding onto him, you let him readjust the two of you so you were under the covers.

Sighing happily, you nuzzled up against him, letting him be the big spoon. His voice was quiet, and you could hear the tears in it as he spoke softly to you, “I love you… I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

With a warm smile on your face, you ignored the mess the two of you made and cuddled close. Your eyes were heavy as you felt Cove fall asleep next to you, listening to his heartbeat until you felt yourself join him.

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Cove's Alphabet SFW

The safe-for-work version of Cove Holden's Alphabet is finally here! Enjoy my lovelies. (Took so much longer to write because it has over double the word count than the NSFW one <3) ALSO! This version is for all genders, so if you find something that is tailored specifically to a woman or male, lmk and I'll correct it :)

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?) Cove loves to hold your hand and do the little thumb thing where he rubs it against the side of your hand. He often holds your hand whenever you two are around each other, no matter the circumstance. You two are walking to a beach? He’ll hold your hand. He’s kissing you? He reaches for your hand. It’s a little intimate act that doesn’t make him embarrassed, and it means a lot to be able to stay within arms reach of you at all times. He also has a thing for placing his lips somewhere where you did or eating a portion of food where you also ate part of it. For example, if you two are out on a little date night and you both get different desserts, he will ask to try whatever dessert you’re eating only because he likes the idea of indirectly kissing like this. If you offer him any food, he will almost always put his mouth not directly, but on half of the area you already bit out of rather than on the opposite side of the food, like a sandwich.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?) You two met when you both were very young, obviously, and you two bonded more over how Cove didn’t know how to deal with his trauma with his family's divorce and moving to a new place. If we are sticking with this idea, he grew fond of you very quickly because you were the first person he met in Sunset Bird, and you always tried your best to include him in different activities or to spend one-on-one time with him to learn about his interests; he naturally also began doing that with you too! If we are wanting to be a bit annoying and say you two really became friends in step 2 or 3, he already knew you since he often saw you when he went to the beach and because you lived right across the street. He made small gestures like offering you a drink (A Caprisun or something) and you would accept it. Or.. he would ask you something about school since you two went to the same one, like: "MC, um… do you happen to know how to solve for x?" or "I’m stuck on my fourth quote. Can you help me find something to use? I looked so many times, but nothing fits with my topic sentence." Of course, you would always help him because you either had no clue yourself or because you were better at the subject he asked about, which allowed you two to bond more often. When helping him with something, he always got sidetracked by pointing something out about your room or telling you something that went on in his day and wanting your opinion about it. Regardless of when you both became friends, he always had little inside jokes with you, and you both often wore them out too quickly, or he would always tell you random facts he learned about the sea, like: "Did you know jellyfish are just floating blobs and they don’t think?" or: "The male seahorse actually gives birth instead of the female one, so do you think that means they still have the same lower regions like humans or do you think it’s swapped?" Regardless, there is always something stewing in Cove’s mind that he is more than happy to ask you about.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?) Cove is an absolute sucker for cuddling—just not in his bed. You two have cuddled on multiple occasions when you were both friends, such as when the two of you watched a movie together, he often sat next to you, and somehow you both ended up falling asleep, his head resting on yours. If the two of you are dating, he often gets too flustered to sleep next to you in his bed because he can get very flustered when being absolutely alone with you and in such intimate proximity. He often lets you cuddle him when the two of you are just relaxing at his house on a couch, or if he is exhausted from his work shift, he will make a beeline for your house after work and rest his head on your lap while mindlessly telling you about the random shenanigans of his work day. (Bonus points if you put Cove’s front hair into a ponytail or if you just thread your fingers through his hair, which often makes him blush due to how good it feels.)

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?) At some point, he wouldn’t be against moving in regardless of you two being friends, dating, or engaged. He won’t ever tell you he is a bit of a messy person, and you will find out the exact day you move in that he is a little bit of a slob. He doesn’t leave random dishes around, but he has random shirts strewn across his room, and sometimes he’ll leave dishes unwashed for days, but he eventually gets to doing it. He also barely uses his closet. He often just picks out shirts and pants from the basket he threw them in after washing his clothes, rather than putting them away like a civil human being. (You’ll just have to deal with the sand problem because somehow, regardless of whether he was going swimming that day, he tracks sand into the main entryway.) He also cannot cook for shit, but he can prepare miscellaneous foods that his mom taught him to cook, like chicken or tacos. His cooking abilities are very limited, but if there is a food you really enjoy, he will take the time while you are out to figure out how to cook it and eventually master it and cook it for you one night to impress you.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?) Cove would always try to fix any problems between you two, but if things just became too much to bear, i.e: you constantly cheating on him or you doing something he’s told you make him uncomfortable too many times, he will find a way regardless of what you did to be nice until the end. He would sit you down wherever you live and have a genuine calm conversation with you, and when it gets to the point where he has to say the five words (We need to break up), he begins to tear up himself. During the whole conversation, he will hold your hand to try and comfort you, but really, it’s him coming to terms that it will be the last time he will be doing something like that with you or whoever he is breaking up with. After the conversation is done, which probably takes an hour and a half because he often beats around the bush, he will leave and beat himself up for the next couple of days before he gets over it.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?) Cove would definitely love to make you his wife/partner/husband at some point after you two are somewhat stable. Depending on when you propose to him or he proposes to you (If step 3), he prefers to stay engaged to you for a couple years before marrying you, then wait a little while longer before having kids. If you have issues or you just prefer not to be married, Cove totally understands, and he is willing to treat you like his forever partner, even if you both aren’t engaged. Ideally, Cove would like to marry you on the spot because you have such a chokehold on him, but, realistically, you two get married when you canonically would, so around 24. Regardless of when you get engaged, he will wait a couple years or whenever you are ready to settle down.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?) More often than not, Cove is a gentle person over a rough one. Especially when the two of you are getting intimate, he will always stay really gentle—more so the first couple of times—but he will treat you with respect. Physically, he always tries to gently hold your hand or caress your cheek gently before you two kiss to make things not only more sensual but also more comfortable. Emotionally, he will often not directly address an issue between you two but instead hint at it, trying his best to not hurt your feelings, even if he is the one annoyed by whatever.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?) Cove loves hugs. He isn’t an overhugger, but he won’t ever turn you down if you ask for one. Especially if he is sad about something, he will cling to you like a sloth to a tree, crying into your shoulder, because we all know he is a bit of a crybaby. (In the best way possible, of course.) He often goes under rather than over, so he can hold your waist and put his face down on your shoulder. If you are sad and need a hug, he will always tightly hold you (especially if you have sensory issues) and keep you pressed against him while gently rubbing circles with his palm into your back. If you two are being intimate, the first thing he will do after you two finish is hug you tightly, even if it was a quickie and you needed to leave ASAP.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?) He didn’t want to spring the three words on you too quickly in case you weren’t comfortable with admitting that to him yourself, so he waited, but also because he was a little nervous himself to admit he had such strong feelings for you. After 1 to 3 months, he will accidentally let it slip once. The very first time he said it to you was when you two were having a mini movie night at his house and the two of you were cuddled up on one of the main floor's couches, sharing a fleece blanket. At some point during the movie, you two end up kissing, and after he pulls away he rubs your cheek with his thumb gently and looks into your eyes before whispering under his breath: "God, I love you so much…". Your eyes almost popped out of your head when he said that, and when the words processed in his head, his hand that caressed your cheek instantly went to his mouth. You look a bit anxious yourself, reassuring him that it was adorable (Bonus points if this is when you also tell him you love him for the first time). You put your hands on either side of his head, sitting on your knees now, and you tell him how you are so glad he told you, and it means so much to you that he was finally able to say it. This makes you wonder, though: how many times before did he think about saying I love you in his head but never verbally?

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?) Cove is pretty good when it comes to jealousy, so he won’t ever get nervous when you have any guy or girl friends (Depending on your gender and your sexuality). He believes in loyalty and faith, so he puts his full trust in you, but when someone flirts with you and you play into it a little, whether you’re aware of it yourself or not, he will shift over to you and put a hand on your waist, or he will pull a: "How’re you feeling [insert pet name you enjoy], good, I hope?" and he gives you a kiss on the forehead. This is usually enough to shut whatever down, but if it isn't, he will begin glaring at whoever is flirting with you, and he will insert himself into whatever conversation, acting a bit passive-aggressive because whoever wasn’t taking the hint.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?) Usually, Cove gets nervous with PDA, so the kisses you share are often short and sweet, such as quick pecks on the lips or a few seconds, but he makes up for it by following up with a kiss on your cheek. When the two of you are alone, the kisses are usually more lengthy, and he likes giving you quiet praise after you two finish (exactly how he accidentally let ‘I love you’ slip because it was natural). He likes to be kissed anywhere, honestly. On his head, hand, arms, chest, stomach, and, if you’re feeling a bit risque, on his inner thighs. Every kiss you give him, he cherishes, regardless of the placement. He often likes to kiss your cheeks, forehead, and the back of your palm. If he is feeling a bit risque, then he likes to give you kisses on your ankles (Bonus points if you are wearing an anklet).

L = Little ones (How are they around children?) You’d think he would get flustered around kids, but he is surprisingly good with them because Derek would sometimes bring Nico and Jorge over to Cove’s place, or Cove would go over to help watch them. Derek showed Cove the different tactics Nico often pulled to get his way, and he made sure to tell Cove all the important details about children, such as how to entertain them and what things to keep away from them. Cove can often handle children, even when they do gross things such as pick their noses or poop in their diapers, which he often takes care of himself, and if you two choose to have a child, he will be the primary one to take care of that. If you two have children or adopt, he is definitely the type to cry when you point out how old they're getting, even if they are 2.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?) Cove will often wake up a bit late, such as 10–11 am if he isn’t needed to go out anywhere, and he likes cuddling with you even while you both are awake in bed. He could spend a whole day just not getting out of bed and shifting positions with you in bed because he enjoys your warmth. If you are more of an early bird, he will often tighten his arms around your waist and keep you close to him, nuzzling his nose into the crease of your neck until you shake him off. If you two don’t spend the night together, you often go over to his house and wake him up by tugging at his hair, to which he will grab your hand and pull you closer to him if the two of you are dating. He won’t realize what he did at first, but when he does, he will get flustered and turn over, apologizing. He is slow to get out of bed and to brush his teeth, so his hair often goes unbrushed until after breakfast, unless you decide to brush it for him (Bonus points if you give him head kisses while you brush his hair).

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?) If you two are dating, he won’t bring up sleeping next to each other but instead ‘cuddle before you go home’. You don’t tell him, but you love it when he is so nervous about this because if he had just asked you directly, it wasn’t as if you’d turn him down anyway. He tries to stay up as late as you do, so if you go to sleep early, he will often watch a show or something while playing with your hair and giving you the occasional head kiss. He also loves nuzzling your nose when you’re sleepy, don’t ask him why, he just does. If you often stay up late, then he will try his best to stay by your side, whether he falls asleep in your bed or is sitting down beside your desk on the floor and falls asleep with his head against the seat of your chair. You will wake him up when you’re done, and he groggily gets up, clinging to you until you get in bed. Even if you need to change into pajamas, he will often just lend you his shirt, regardless of whether he has a spare, so you can lay down quicker with him. Or, if you need to brush your teeth, he will have his hands across your stomach and his head on top of yours / on your shoulder until you're done, and then he gets a little giddy when you tell him you’re done, laying down with him.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?) You two were friends before you both began dating, so you already knew a lot about him. If you ask him anything, he doesn’t mind telling you (especially if you ask him when you’re making/getting him a gift, he’ll pretend he has no idea why you’re asking him the question just to see your happy face when you give it to him). He isn’t a closed-off person; instead, he is more of an open book, but he is a bit nervous to tell you about what he likes intimately (Canon), but he will tell you in a quiet voice. Don’t ask him to repeat what he likes in intimate scenarios after he tells you once or twice in the same conversation because he will get too flustered and shut down. It’s a bit of a turn-on for him when you know all the little things about him, so he often mentions if he likes something mid-conversation if you two are on the topic about it.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?) He is a pretty patient guy. Obviously, if you don’t understand something he doesn’t mind re-explaining it to you, and he actually finds it funny if you need something repeated more than twice. He is also patient when you get ready for dates if you’re the type to take over an hour to get ready. He enjoys sitting in the bathroom with you and watching you put on makeup (If you put it on) or style your hair / put it up. (If you do.) If you two are meeting up for a date, then he will wait all day for you, but how could you ever leave him waiting?

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?) For Cove, it’s a mix of it all. There are weirdly specific things he memorizes about you, like if you don’t like a specific condiment or if you put your hair behind your ear / tie it up when you are looking down at something, but he can’t remember your favorite color some days. If you bring up a music artist you often listen to, he will silently remind himself to keep it in mind, and he will write it down on his phone’s notes app so he doesn’t forget. He won’t tell you, but it got to the point where his notes app had too long of a list, so he switched over to Google Docs, and he has over 3 pages worth of information about what you like/dislike and why. Things he specifically memorizes are physical stuff about you, like your favorite jewelry or how you like to dress. When the two of you go out and spend a day together or go on a date, he, for some reason, counts the number of different pieces of jewelry you wear (if you do), as if you’ll ask him at the end of the night.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?) Every day with you is something special to Cove, so it would be hard for Cove to choose a specific moment, but back when you two were younger (Step 2) and you two went on that road trip, he’s really fond of the entire trip because he not only enjoyed the get-together and mix of your families, but he also likes that you specifically wear anklets for him now on because that was when you first found out he liked them. Despite him hitting his head on the top of the RV, he finds it funny now, and he can make fun of his little self for how flustered he was. (Bonus points if you tell him he isn’t any different currently.) (Bonus bonus points if you do something that makes him extremely flustered to prove your point.)

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?) Typically, Cove would prefer to handle things with words rather than physically needing to deal with someone, so if someone were to badger you or annoy you, he would put his arm in front of you and be straightforward with a stern voice. Cove believes you can handle yourself for the most part, but he will always step in if you give him a glance or if you seem overwhelmed by someone. Typically, when Cove talks about something important, he beats around the bush a bit, but he won’t ever stand for someone disrespecting you. He will make sure you feel safe, and after everything is dealt with, he'll give you many kisses.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?) Cove is definitely dedicated to any and all relationships he was/is in, so no matter what, he will remember your birthday, the time you two had your first date, and your anniversary, making sure to give you something or take you somewhere on that day. Just as it is important to you, it’s important to Cove to celebrate the days you both start a new beginning with each other, even if it’s a small step like when you two first kissed. (A little HC is that on your birthday he had a small gift he gave to you when the two of you were alone, and it was an anklet in your favorite color.) If there is something you typically need as an everyday thing, such as a hug, compliment, kiss, or even simple good morning/goodnight texts, Cove will make sure to pick up on those habits and do them as much as possible.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?) Canonically, Cove often wipes his hands on his shorts, so multiple of his shorts have tiny stains on them. Staying on the food topic, Cove definitely is also a bit of a messy eater, leaving crumbs around his lips and on his shorts/pants after a meal. (Bonus points if you wipe it off for him.) (Bonus, BONUS points if you wipe a condiment off the side of his mouth and then lick it off your finger.) Cove also gives off naive vibes, so if you lie about something such as, "Cove, did you know that if you sneeze with your eyes open, they’ll pop out of your head?" Cove at first didn’t believe you, but the more he thought about it, the more he freaked out about it, and he now makes sure to always close his eyes.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?) For the most part, Cove is pretty laid-back about his appearance, but he always makes sure he is wearing matching clothes. Somehow he never wears matching socks, but that’s beside the point. Something that he is a bit more strict about is his hair, though. He can spend roughly 10 minutes just trying to make his hair sweep around his cheeks properly because the night before he slept on it funny. He groans when it doesn’t look normal in the mirror after the first initial brushes, and then he increasingly feels the need to make it perfect before his dad or you usher him out of the bathroom.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?) Nope. Plain and simple, if he ever lost (as in died), he would never be able to forgive himself if he ever moved on from you, and he would spend the rest of his life indulging in the things you liked and weren’t able to do yet. On a less intense note, though, he doesn’t like to go more than a week without speaking to you, especially when he goes to visit his mom. As you are his childhood best friend, you are probably—no, definitely—the most important thing in his life, regardless of whether the two of you end up dating. He often spends a lot of his time just thinking about you, if not hanging out with or talking to you. He has a life outside of you with other friends and his parents, but a lot of his life is surrounded by you, and he wouldn’t have it any other way because you’ve made such an impact on him.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.) Cove is the type to overload you with different memes and tiktoks. Even if the two of you are sitting next to each other, he will either text you a tiktok or send it to your account and watch your reaction. At the end of the day, if you don’t avidly keep up with his messages, you’ll end up with around 30 messages—if not more from Cove just consisting of tiktoks that are the ones that say ‘Us’ and then a picture, or a tiktok of a random fact if you are a girl, and ask "IS THIS TRUE???" and then send a tiktok of a girl peeling her skin off, explaining that she needs to shed her old skin on her period.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?) Canonically, Cove dislikes people who often push back plans or don’t follow through with them, such as pushing a date back multiple times because you wanted to hang out with your friends. He also dislikes people who won’t accept help and who are adamant about not accepting any sort of gift from him. He is the type to spoil his partner, and if you won’t accept any of his gifts, that will often put him down and make him uneasy. Something else that would irk Cove, since he is a bit of a messy person, is if his partner was someone super strict about cleaning or organization and pushed their rules onto him, he would be reluctant to date you, knowing his habits would make you frustrated and him too.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habit of theirs?) Cove love, love, loves to cuddle when he finally gets comfortable sleeping in the same bed/area with you. He ideally likes to cuddle where the two of you are facing each other or where one of you has your head in the other's chest while holding each other. If he is having a rough day, he definitely sleeps on his stomach and tends to shift positions a lot at night. He also has a habit of quietly snoring if you two do a lot in the day or after the two of you were intimate. Don’t ask me why, but Cove definitely is a blanket hog, but after you wake him up to have him give you some of the blankets, he will sleepily and excessively apologize.

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