#gentle touching

[femboybun]

I need one of those soft doms who can flip a switch and make me immediately submit, like they get that tone in their voice and there eyes darken, and then the second I submit their gaze softens again and they call me a good boy and then we make out very softly in the nest I made on the floor, and they touch me so gently but still like, they obviously have control, yeah… I want one of those, I think they’re hot and they would make me pancakes in the morning ^^

And then I lay their head on my lap and play in their hair while we watch whatever show they want, and I get to tell them how much I love them and appreciate them for taking care of me, and and I give them forehead kisses and we talk about everything and nothing all at once, but we also just enjoy each other’s presence and then they fall asleep on my lap and I get to admire their pretty face

Oh oh and when it’s bed time I offer to read them a bedtime story since I know they have trouble falling asleep

And then in the morning I order breakfast and we don’t have to talk about anything, we don’t even have to be sitting next to each other, we’re just enjoying each others presence, like if their working on their computer I’ll lay in the corner and take a nap, and then when I get up I check on them and make sure I bring them some food and water and then I do some chores and then we eat dinner together

And then we just cuddle and all day we haven’t spoken to each other and that’s perfectly fine and then I can tell them I love them while we get ready for bed and then we kiss and then I cuddle them to sleep and tell them that they worked so hard and I’m proud of them and then and then and th

[privaceyiskeytogetcomfy-18andup]

these mfs got my brain on chokehold once more

[contessalarue]

[anbaisai]

Boop!

(Part 2)

[pinacoladamatata]

The Dread Wolf's Heart...

"Where I am going is terrible"

"It won't be terrible if you're with me"

[technically-human]

Part two of the reverse verse is here! The reverse boys meet the original boys. They're not really getting along as well as I had hoped...

Again, this was a commission for @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are and they asked for angst/funny vibes... I think it's mostly just angst though. Oh, well...

Part one

[justwaterfall2]

[preciouslittle-bhaalbabe]

I will never get over his face in this it's too cute you sir are a KITTY.

[suntails]

happy birthday silver!!

[dipperscavern]

thinking about jon snow not knowing what to do when you admire him.

he’s sprawled on his stomach, bare chested & fast asleep, with the blankets covering his lower half. castle black stirs awake as the sun starts to rise, moving to start its ascension into the sky.

the ghost of your fingertips across his spine pull him to consciousness, goosebumps trailing his skin from your touch. he lightly stretches, opening his eyes as his muscles tense & relax once more.

he looks to see you sitting up, a glossed over look in your eyes as your gaze is fixated on his back — the hint of a smile playing on your lips. he’s never been looked at like that before. caressed, admired, as if he was something special.

he can feel the pads of your fingers as they run along his shoulderblades, tracing the ridges & muscles that map the expanse of his back. has he ever felt anything this gentle?

you stop your mapping of his body when you see that he’s awake. he’s not looking at you, though. his eyes are blank, fixated on a distant wall as he focuses on your touch, trying to commit the feeling to memory.

“you’re so pretty, jon.”

he feels his cheeks grow warm, no doubt starting to turn a pretty shade of pink. his entire body grows hot, nerves on fire with the sincerity of your words. jon knows you mean it — you’re no liar. suddenly your gaze is overwhelming, and he feels the need to squirm under it.

you’re evil, he thinks. the worst to ever live. can’t you see what you do to him?

he’s brought out from his thoughts when the warmth of your hand leaves his shoulders, coming to brush his hair out of his face. you tuck the strands behind his ears, the dark curls protesting being moved. jon swallows, looking up at you.

he can see the smile you’re trying to suppress, and he feels his heart swell at the fact the sight of him is enough to make you smile. the knuckle of your finger comes to trace the underside of his jaw, just the way your lips have done countless times before. the thought alone is enough to make him shiver.

you get to the front of his face, the pad of your thumb coming to run along his bottom lip. the same lips that have been all over your body are now at the mercy of your touch, and jon wouldn’t ruin this moment for anything… even if lord commander mormont had returned from the dead & knocked on the door.

jon had tried to be still, truly. he should’ve been given an award for how long he’s held out so far. he can’t help himself, lips moving to kiss the pad of your thumb. they start to descend, trailing down the slope of your hand. he presses a final kiss to the inside of your wrist, before his hand wraps around it and brings it to his cheek. he uses it as a pillow, laying his head down once more & sighing, eyes fluttering shut.

you let the smile break free now, eyes gazing down at your lover, in all his content. jon deserves it all. the gentleness, the warmth, anything that you have to give, you offer to him. he’s been through hell and back, the scars run deep. and you want nothing more than to kiss each and every one, to replace the once horrid memories with the feel of your touch.

you eventually pull away your hand, & jon’s eyes are quick to open. you can almost feel the disapproval radiating off of him, which is quickly replaced with a warm feeling deep in his chest when you reach for his right hand.

you bring it to your lap, eyes fixated on it. both of your hands cradle his larger, calloused one. you run your hands along his, feeling every vein & knuckle under your fingers. his fingers twitch with the need to curl into your smaller ones. jon’s so busy looking at your hands holding his, he at first doesn’t see the way your eyes are closed. you’re mapping him, every part of him with your hands — trying to bury the feeling in a deep part of your mind so you never forget. and once jon realizes that, he’s inclined to never let you go. just keep you here, wrapped in his arms forever. you wouldn’t mind, would you?

once you’re done, sure that you’ve traced every part of him that you can reach, you bring his hand to cradle your cheek, mirroring how jon had done with your own not so long ago. you lean into it, relaxing into his hand.

it’s jon’s turn to smile now. it tugs at the corner of his lips, curving them upwards as his tongue darts out to wet them. is this what love is like? jon thinks it must be. to simply exist & be cherished by someone, to be truly adored & held close.

jon can’t resist the urge anymore. its overwhelming at this point, clouding his mind. he uses the hand on your cheek to pull you closer as he simultaneously pulls himself up, connecting your lips with his. he kisses you long & soft, as he gently moves you to lay down on your back. you’re easy in your compliance, putty in his hands; the one still on your cheek, and the other pressing to your waist as your lips continue to dance with his.

he pulls away, trailing kisses down your neck. your hands find their way to his hair, not pulling, just slotting themselves amongst the curls. once he reaches the end of his descent, he moves to place once more kiss on the underside of your jaw, before laying his head down on your stomach. his arms wrap around your waist as your hands scratch at his scalp in a way that’s divine.

& in the comfort of your arms, jon understands why so little men join the nights watch of their own accord. what is honor compared to a woman's love? what is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms? he understands now, able to fully grasp the concept of never knowing the tenderness of your touch — and it’s not a very pleasant thought.

in the back of his mind he remembers the duties you both have to tend to, but they’ll be fine, he thinks. they can wait.

[kristea9ay]

Some comfort ShadowPeach 💜🧡🍑

I love them sm, they deserve to chill :(

They may be super crazy powerful demons, but let them fricking breathe people 😭 I love the angst! I really do. I live for hurt/comfort. BUT I NEED THEM TO BE HAPPY TOO-

Wanted to finish and post this tomorrow, but I got super hyped and excited because I just got accepted to Uni! 🥳 so here you go~

[1-0t0r]

someone please hold this man…

[irissweatersbearthoughts]

🦇 🩸💘Your touch💘 🩸🦇

[gldnstrngs]

merlin’s tender touches 🥹🫶

[theeroticlover]

Mhmmm !!! Mood....

[katich-pigeon]

Lifeless children of sorrow