#hug anon 🤗

[regrator-pantalone]

i dont

i dont know if you wanna answer this, its fine, im cool, im just so (excuse my language) fucking overwhelmed rn.

i keep. oughh.. i wanam ounch this guy named plague because hes 23 and a p3d0 .. sorry if this makes you uncomfortable i just . wanna vent to my comfort character

- hug anon (hi its rhodes' mod)

Ah, darling... take some deep breaths, please.

*Pantalone places his hand onto the small of the intruder's back, rubbing soothing circles in between their shoulderblades.*

It's alright... it's alright, I'm here. You know that you may take refuge under my desk whenever you like, right?

*The Regrator laughs softly, pulling the anon in for a soft hug, wrapping his oversized coat around them.*

Rant all you like, lovely anon. I'll be here to listen, always.

((Ooc: Omg I don't mind at all, rant away!!! Ugh that sounds horrible, I hope things get better soon... ~ Mod))

[apollo-gate]

These RO asks are putting my brain right into the gutter lol. So here, nsfw. Relationship stage

So, ROs are quite busy, going on their usual work, maybe subduing bad guys or messing with the good guys, perhaps having an exhausting meeting or dealing with a bunch of irritating people/hanger-ons when their phone suddenly vibrates/rings.

MC sent them a message.

"What time are you coming home?"

With an attachment.

A ✨risque✨ picture of MC on the bed, with wet hair and a small towel enough to show off their toned skin.

RO reactions?

MY lord just imagine haveing a serius meeting than getting that kind of picture. AND THE MC IS HOT LIKE ANYONE WOULD BE LIKE DAMN....

Alice: You're asking for like pentup gym guy energy. Like she's ready to just punch and slap anybody in her way like seriously hope you don't get in her way. Alice will be ready to drop her clothes as soon as she sees the front door.

Helena: She be doing dance practice and honestly wouldn't be able to focus she would definitely go take a few pictures and send them and be like wait till i get home use these till I'm there in person

Lisa: she.... she gasp so loud that it would draw attention and would be red face and throw her phone into the wall or out the window then would have the panic over shit I just threw my phone.

Becca: this woman you just gave the cat her creme. you messed up. Becca would say that the punishment will be worse when she got home and the MC isn't ready. And yes Becca is getting the blindfold.

Daniella: She would go and get off to it anywhere she can because she already knows she gonna get it. Shes a lawyer so shell have the time.

Vanessa: Vanessa might shoot out an ice shard just a tiny one. the phone would be destroyed then the frustration of I only had 2 seconds of happiness. (Not like she keep a damn photos in her office)

Azalea: She would just stare. The girl would in the middle of the Embissy and just study Mcs body-like artwork. and have a little bit of drool too just lost in the body.

Kent: Man would be in the middle of an interrogation and break some poor dude's bones simply because he wants the Mc like ima be there soon.

Naamah: On one hand she is impressed. Why are you ending pictures where someone else can see them. She's gonna be taking you into the dark room. and at the same time going to erase the picture from existence. No one can ever see Mc but her.

Blaze: Would do two things run to you immediately to see if the Mc is in fact dressed like that then would message be there in 2 seconds. After all, ever he's doing isn't that important.

Zero would be doing some R&D project and just be like wow. He had to leave because he just ended up putting your name in the code or somehow making a really big mistake like the time he had the Ai say I love you over and over.

RF RO: She is pissed.. like blood and a few other things. but not you no. no harm will come to you. but she is rough. like really rough later that night.

Rune: Aish you're asking for a whip and a few other things. She sends some very dirty naughty texts and it's not at all like Rune would be turned on before she gets to you.

Rene: She be like extra quiet and the only one who would notice is Rune. Rene is a big pillow princess, so she would overthink what to say and even think if that is ok to send. But overall she gets home as fast as she can. Just expect a hard crushing kiss and a tall girl being very neddy.

Jade: She probably screws up a spell she is practicing. Might make a moan sound who knows. But all her acolytes will know someone has her attention.

Psyche would be bouncing off the walls staring at the clock like a child ready to get out of school. She might forget she has a truck and run or get stuck on the subway in her rush. Not her fault you sent her something unexpected.

Atargatis. would start her siren song and not realize it and the MC would be in a state of bliss till she walks in. Yeah, she got you back and you get a state of bliss and pleasure.

Atlas: she is teleporting like a jumping frog to buildings and crash into the bedroom and just do the best sexy pose of I'm here.

[rosicheeks]

*gives you the biggest hug in the world*

[acrazybayernfan]

they post those pics to appease the fans lol same way they send him to do interviews for damage control (as an f1 girlie it's the equivalent to ferrari posting thirst traps after they fucked up charles' race)

Oh yes the famous ice bath pictures after every embarrassing races hehehe I love Ferrari too but actually it's pretty embarrassing for Bayern if we're reduced to using the same sort of strategies has them 😂

[mrpenguinpants]

I RETURN WITH LIFE UPDATE; I got Kaveh WITH ONE DAY LEFT ON THE BANNER! I also got Baizhu- BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY I GOT KAVEH

Also I failed the same course again (pain in stats) but I got an adhd diagnosis! Kinda! Diagnosis here is a little wack but I got a paper that says I got it but I function above the threshold of an official diagnosis (whatever that means) (I know what it means im a psych major but-) (I had to re-read my damn eval to find it)

I HOPE YOU'RE DOING WELL!!! I hope your crunch didn't crunch you, idk how time-passing works but I think you mentioned moving?? recently??? So I hope that went okay! If it didn't, I'll square up on the astral plane with whatever the issue is

ANYWAYS ITS 1AM IM GOING TO BED NOW GOODNIGHT

HOPE YOUR SLEEP SCHEDULE IS BETTER THAN MINE

HUG EMOJI

-Lucky

Wuh oh I’m answering these backwards but congrats again on Kazuha:D the good boy saw you struggling and decided to come at the very end after you sunk your life saving primos on him. Also that was my reaction to the Baizhu banner. Snake man is cool and all but have you seen that architect. The prettiest man in teyvat. ugh stats. No thanks bye. But nice lucky! I have no idea what any of that means, wtf is an above threshold have to do with this, but hey, we take those wins. But the move went pretty alright :D it only took a day so thank god, I was not ready to dedicate a week on top of everything but wow, moving sucks. my sleep schedule has actually gotten better by one day and it’s all about to come crashing down tonight :)

[taintedsoul-if]

It’s me again and I still don’t know how we if it’s possible to end Yesenia life.

The only way I would assume we could hurt her would be to make her seem mad or crazy but since she can rewind time if I remember correctly then she will be the most difficult opponent. I will come up with a solution that I promise.

The only I got was if she used her power make it were she goes to pocket realm or dimension. And she would be stock in a time loop but the man question is how far back can she go because if she really sees the Mc as a threat then Yesenia can go back to the beginning and frame you for stuff you didn’t do.

This right here is difficult but my brain my come with a solution. This has in a way given me something to do when I just need a break from the real world

Oh also

Bear hug 🤗

Hi anon I do hope all is well with you! 🤗 hug!

I was hesitant about whether or not I should add that OP power to the pc character stats page but just for you I've decided that I would add this ability. I'll allow the character to have the ability to create their own dimension. Then again 😏 god I want to spill all the juicy details but I can't.

And you do have a point! This is why she's an undying cockroach. In the past when Lady Anaya saved the crown, Yesenia deliberately went back in time, schemed against the OH just to switch places with her that faithful day. Just so she could get all the fame and merit that came with that tragedy. The poor OH has been living in her shadows for years. An excellent child turned into a waste under her own sisters hand.

The worst thing is that, if it weren't for the OH mother, Yesenia's mother would still be a whore in a brothel. But ones ungratefulness knows no bounds!

Don't feel discouraged anon! I believe that you'll most certainly think of a way to defeat this undying cockroach! Whenever you have another brilliant idea, please do share it with me!

Also anon I do hope you have a wonderful day! Stay safe! 😁

[thegreatimpersonator]

I feel I'm too old to be kissing you on the mouth so I am kissing your temples. Both, so one doesn't get jealous at the other <3

STOP WHY ARE YOU SO NICE 🥹🥹im feeling so loved, tysmm <333

[macybeckham7]

Are you ready to have that conversation now❄️

Your conversation? Yeah sure🤗

[regrator-pantalone]

update!!! happy happy update!!!

guy got kicked, including the person who stuck up for him!!!

the person who stuck up for him was a moderator, and

nd i was promoted and im so ahppy im kicking my feet excitedly and

nd

and

!!!

yeah im just hahahappyy!!!

- hug anon

Oh, goodness! *Pantalone chuckles softly.* That sounds like quite the whirlwind, indeed~

You seem to be in much higher spirits! I'm so proud of you, my lovely anons are so brave.

Would you like a hug, darling?

[apollo-gate]

(Very NSFW!!)

Dear author, you once said that Daniella loves wearing slutty outfits and being 'used' while in the bedroom with MC.... If it's alright with you, can we have a small snippet? (I love all your snippets and all your ROs!! Take care!!)

I'm like so surprised it's going to be little Daniella first oh I definitely have a snippet for her. Thank you I hope you will like all of them. Yes, I did say that. hehe, No let's quote use Daniella.

"So which one is your favorite?" Daniella's sweet voice breaks you out of a trance.

You gulp.

it's tough to choose she's got a naughty nurse outfit and a fucking Catsuit. Does she have more? God, you wonder how many outfits she has in that closet. And she made a comment about having more risque outfits too. Ah right, you need to answer.

"Catsuit" you stammer and your cheeks feel hot.

As the word leaves your mouth she smirks. Never in your life did you think that woman look so proud and devilish at the same damn time.

Daniella gets close to you. "You want something tight on my body to be sticking to me like another layer or is it so you can..." She turns around and grinds against you with her little ass. "I don't know have a reason to see me in positions with it."

You don't get a chance to speak before skipping to the bathroom

She then steps out a few minutes later with it on, and you can tell others no bra or underwear on her. She's got a smirk because she knows the more she teases you the rougher you'll be with her and she likes it that way.

When she's just a breath away you kiss her hard and deeply. You don't ask for permission as your tongue enters her mouth. You need her you need everything from her. When you pull away she's out of breath. You trace the black catsuit the material is leather and must be burning up. and you really want to rip it off her.

Daniella must see the desire in your eyes. Because she's just smiling and you see her cheeks are blushing. "Come on baby don't you want me. Im all fired up and wet.." She leans into your chest. I even fingered myself at the restaurant because you're so damn sexy."

Her words make the dam break you pick her up and lay her on the bed you unzip the suit and even the crotch part you look up at her and she looks away shyly. As it unzips you hit with her musky scent she really did get off earlier and she is wet you take your finger collect some of it and taste her.

Yeah, she's not walking tomorrow. You lean down and start tongue fucking her your not gentle you move fast and with purpose.

(And we are done I might continue this later.)

[rosicheeks]

What an asshole. I’m so sorry Rosie Hugs 🤗

🤷🏽‍♀️

[crimsonrosee]

don't listen to that anon, darling. your edits are absolutely beautiful and very unique~ i love when you post them, it is like a celebration to me <3

aawww thanks bestie! u always support my works & i am forever grateful to you for standing by my side! (⁠´⁠∩⁠｡⁠•⁠ ⁠ᵕ⁠ ⁠•⁠｡⁠∩⁠`⁠) ( i disabled anons for now) I'll turn on after few weeks!

[ohoshi]

hey dude hope ur well n u get to eat a pain au chocolat soon

🥹🥹🥹 thanks anon, i hope you have an ice cream soon

[singsweetmelodies]

(strawberry pasta anon here)

i can promise you that it isn't a bad concept especially when pasta isn't exactly savoury,,, it's more uh plain? or just don't salt the water to cook pasta too much, so it is quite good

and love you too hah it's really nice to discuss cultural differences and experience an utter shock from it

HI AGAIN!! 😍💕 awww, you just make me smile so much, dear anon 🤗 and you're so right! i love hearing about different cultures and seeing people's reactions, hehe 🤭🥰 and about that pasta! so... 🙈 i always cook my pasta quite salty and very al dente, so i can't quite imagine NOT having it like that, to be honest with you. but there's a first time for everything, no? unless my girlfriend kills me for cooking crimes ofc 😆 then it's the first and last time, hehe xD

[mashollings]

In the absolute, most kindest, gentlest way: your self esteem isn’t being helped by you undervaluing yourself and your work. It just reaffirms your negative feelings regarding your art & your self worth. Your time is valuable and you deserve to be paid a living wage for spending that time doing any work, including art. Your art is gorgeous! <3

Thank you for making me realize this 🥹 i did a lot of reflecting on it and i’m raising the prices now! This was kind of a confidence boost tbh for a bit i haven’t been feeling too great about my art but i think i’m back in the game now 🙈✨

[kiss-me-cill-me]

hear me out:) reader wants to try vanilla sex with Dr.Crane since he always has some kind of twist or experiment when it came down to it. And he ends up doing her against the wall and it’s just really intimate. love your works, and it’s totally fine if this isn’t something you would write🤗

I love a challenge haha ;) And I always enjoy getting to explore different sides of a character. While he might not be nice in most of my fics, I do think that Crane has a sweet side. Somewhere in there lmao. Thank you for requesting, anon!

V. planifolia

Pairing: Jonathan Crane x Reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Summary: Your boyfriend comes home unexpectedly early, and you take the opportunity to try something new.

Warnings: Smut, dom/sub dynamics, mentions of bondage, mentions of edging, slight overstim, dirty talk, dumbification if you squint, dare I say... some domestic fluff? (in MY Jonathan Crane?!), established boyfriend/girlfriend relationship

A/N: The biggest mental hurdle I had to overcome in writing this was referring to him as "Jonathan" instead of "Crane" lmao. He's just always Crane in my head. And while things are pretty vanilla, he's still sassy, because... well, it is me writing him lol

***Please read the warnings before continuing. Minors DNI***

You were so used to your boyfriend coming home late that it was almost a surprise when he showed up just thirty minutes after you'd finished dinner.

“Jonathan?” you called, cautiously getting up from the couch to investigate.

You'd heard the sound of a key turning in the lock, so logic dictated that it couldn't have been an intruder. But it was barely seven o’clock, and Jonathan didn't usually get home until after you were already in bed. He worked long hours; he always had. So you were shocked to see him standing there in the entryway, setting down his briefcase as he closed the door behind him.

“Baby? What are you doing home early?”

At the sound of your voice, he looked up. A small smile fluttered over his face; his eyes pale and tired, until they caught a glimpse of you. There was that mischievous little spark that you loved.

“Sorry to startle you,” he replied. “I can leave if you'd like.”

He was joking, and you laughed a little as your arms wrapped around his waist. Your bodies found each other easily, and you felt yourself sink against him in that comfortable way that you knew so well.

“No way - you're not getting away from me that easily,” you teased.

Your lips brushed against his, and Jonathan pulled you in closer until you were kissing him. As you sighed happily, you realized that it had been - approximately - forever since the last time you'd had an evening alone with him. You pulled away and looked back at him softly; gentle concern tinting your eyes.

“I'm happy you're home, but is everything okay?” you asked. “You really are back early.”

“Everything’s fine,” he assured you.

Jonathan gave you one more squeeze before he gently broke the hug, trailing off in the direction of the living room. You followed, a small skip already creeping into your step. Your smile threatened to break out at any moment. It was so good to have him home.

You watched from the doorway as Jonathan dropped heavily onto the couch, leaning his head back to look up at the ceiling as he sat. His jacket was already thrown over the back of a chair, and he rolled up his shirtsleeves, not watching what he was doing.

“I know that I haven't been home much,” he continued. His voice seemed to fill the room, making the small space feel even more intimate. “Work has been eating me alive.”

“I hope not literally,” you joked.

Though you could never be sure. Some of the patients he worked with at Arkham were… unique, to say the least.

“Not yet.”

He lifted his head to look over at you, briefly, before reclining again and throwing an arm over his face. Even with his eyes shielded, you could still feel the lingering, icy cold rush of his gaze. You walked over and knelt at his feet, helping him to remove his shoes.

As you tugged at the laces, you felt a surge of devotion wash over you. Jonathan always worked hard. Even though, yes, he wasn't around much during the week, he made sure to provide for you. In fact, you were sure that was all part of the reason why he so often worked late. 

Once his shoes were off, you let your soft fingers drift up his leg, brushing against the fabric of his trousers.

“Did you have dinner? Do you want something to eat?”

“Maybe later,” Jonathan replied, as he took hold of your wrist.

Gently, he pulled you until you were standing up, and then until you were straddling him, your knees pressed into his sides.

“Is there anything else I can get you?” you asked, settling into his lap.

As you spoke, your hands came up to rest on his shoulders. Kneading into his tension, you could feel as his arms relaxed under your touch. 

“I just want to spend time with you.”

His fingers trailed over your thigh, and you knew instantly what he meant.

“Oh, so that's why you're home early,” you teased.

You leaned in to kiss him again, this time slipping a finger to hook under the knot of his tie, pulling him closer to you. His tongue brushed against yours, and it sent an electric jolt down your spine.

“Aren't I allowed to miss you?” he teased back.

You felt your cheeks heat up. Both of you knew very well that Jonathan was always the one in charge in the bedroom, and hearing him talk as if you were the one who imposed rules on him made you feel flustered.

“You have no idea,” he continued, “how hard it is to work late, when all I can think about is how you’re here all alone. Waiting up for me. You've been good though, right? Haven't been touching yourself without me?”

The heat on your cheeks deepened, traveling all the way down to your core. 

“O-of course not,” you replied, cursing the way your voice caught in your throat. It was just like him to somehow have you wrapped fully around his finger less than five seconds in. “You know I wouldn't.”

Jonathan hummed, and pushed your hips up and off of his lap as he brought a hand down to brush softly over your clit. You jumped, even feeling him through all your clothing, and your knuckles stretched tightly over his shoulders. 

“Seems like you're telling the truth…”

And you were. You melted into his touch as Jonathan swirled his fingers against you, pressing them roughly. After going without for so long, every nerve felt as if it was on fire in between your legs.

“Ohh…”

Your soft sigh earned you more pressure from Jonathan; his fingers nearly digging into your clothed cunt. You rocked your hips, desperately throwing your head back as you held onto his shoulders for support.

“Stop,” he ordered.

“Mmmmmph.”

Your petulant whine filled the room, and your frustration only grew as Jonathan took his hand away. His command had been gentle, but you were so needy that it felt like torture.

Swiftly, Jonathan stood up and took you with him. Still holding onto your hips for support, he made sure your feet were on the ground before stepping forward. He backed you up with him, until your shoulder blades hit the far wall.

“I really have been away for too long, haven't I?” he breathed, filling your mouth with the taste of anticipation.

“It's okay… I know you're busy at work.”

“You're too nice,” Jonathan sighed. “I want to hear just how badly you’ve missed me.”

Almost instantly, he got what he wanted as you cried out, shocked by the way his leg pushed eagerly between yours. He pressed harder, still looming over you.

“That's better.”

“Jonathan-”

“Want me to tie you up like I did last time?” he interrupted. “Or do you want to try something new?”

It was impossible to miss the hint of excitement in his deep voice. You moaned as he dragged your hips down even harder, pressing your bodies together with an intensity that was almost too much.

“I- was thinking it might be nice to try something a bit different,” you answered, your voice slightly fragmented as he unbuttoned your pants.

“Mmm. You have any ideas?”

You took a deep breath. What you had in mind probably wasn't the same as whatever twisted idea was running through Jonathan’s head. It wasn't that you didn't like experimenting. It was just… you didn't like doing it all the time. 

“I was thinking… what if we just took things slow?” you ventured.

“What? Like you want me to edge you?”

“No, not… exactly like that.”

It was getting harder to articulate, as Jonathan’s mouth latched onto your neck, sucking and biting as he moved up toward your jaw.

“Like what, then?” he whispered wickedly, right in your ear.

“Like… what if we were just kinda… gentle?”

Jonathan pulled back to look at you, the slight hint of a frown on his lips.

“But you like when I'm rough with you.”

“I do!” you rushed to agree. “It’s just that… sometimes I want you to be slow and sensual.”

Your arms inched up to hook round his neck, and you pulled him in for a soft kiss, trying to show him what you wanted. Jonathan was stiff at first, but eventually he melted into the slow movement of your lips.

When the kiss broke, Jonathan took a step back, removing his thigh from between your legs. He pushed his hands under your waistband and started to, very slowly, shove the fabric down over your hips.

“We can try that,” he relented. Then added with a mischievous wink, “But if you get bored… just let me know.”

You hummed as his hands slid over your curves, dragging your pants down with them. Jonathan never did anything halfheartedly, and if you wanted it slow, then that was exactly how he would give it to you. Even if it did drive you crazy in the process.

Your slacks fell, pooling below you on the hard floor. Jonathan paused for a moment, before planting a kiss on the exposed skin below where your blouse had started to fall away. He pushed back your collar, to kiss more and then send a shiver right after, as he breathed over the wetness that had been left behind by his mouth.

He stood up straight, pressing an airy kiss to your forehead as his fingers trailed over the lace of your panties.

“Am I doing it how you want me to, darling?” he asked.

You felt yourself swoon again. You weren't used to him following your lead quite like this, but you liked it. A lot.

As was clearly evidenced by the wet spot that had started to seep through the fabric that Jonathan was toying with. He found the trace of your arousal easily enough, and pressed two of his fingers into the damp cotton.

“Nevermind. I have my answer.”

Slipping your already-ruined panties to the side, Jonathan brushed his fingers over your core before bringing them up to your clit. Swirling with just the right kind of pressure, he dragged a soft moan from your lips.

“Oh my god,” you sighed. “Keep going.”

He kissed you, slowly but sinfully, swallowing all of your breathy sighs and words of admiration as they slipped out. It was impossible to contain them, especially when you started to feel his own arousal as it pressed up against your hip, seeming to grow more impatient the harder he got.

“Jonathan- so close,” you whined, breathless already.

“You sure you don't want me to edge you?” he asked, maybe a little hopefully.

“No - please, let me come.”

The pressure was already building. Soon, neither of you would have any choice in the matter. You just had to get him to keep going, long enough for you to push past the point of no return.

“Well, if you're asking so nicely…”

Another searing kiss sealed your fate, and you scrambled to hang onto Jonathan as you felt yourself start to crumble.

He held you, still pressed firm against the wall, and you heard a deep chuckle resound from his throat.

“Good to know even this kind of stuff makes you a mess,” Jonathan droned. “Or maybe you're just so used to me doing everything I want to you, that this actually counts as variety now.”

You were barely listening to him; still too distracted by the delightfully sore feeling that seemed to permeate your whole body.

What you did notice was him slipping your panties the rest of the way off, letting them fall at your feet before gently guiding you to step out of them. With that done, he turned his attention to your blouse, delicately removing it and then tossing it to the side.

Your hands came up clumsily to paw at the buttons on his shirt, trying in vain to release them. Jonathan saw you were struggling, and gave you a small, knowing smile.

“Let me help, darling. It seems like you're having some trouble.”

You moved your hands to let Jonathan take over. He loosened his tie easily, and popped three of his buttons. But, quickly, he lost interest, and instead moved to unzip his pants.

When he finally sprang free, his cock hit your still-throbbing clit.

“Ah!” you hissed.

“Still sensitive?” Jonathan asked, rubbing himself leisurely against you.

Your only response was a whimper, but that was answer enough. Jonathan’s lips curled into a wicked smile, as he hovered close to your ear.

“Hold still,” he teased, reaching down to line himself up.

You squirmed, fighting within yourself as half of you wanted to scream at the sensation while the rest of you, conversely, needed to grind down harder. Every contact made you jump, and as he pressed in, you saw stars.

“Jonathan…”

You had expected him to start moving, but instead he held off. Staying right where he was, Jonathan paused so that you could feel just how completely he filled you. 

“Everything okay?” he asked, sickly sweet voice dripping into your ears.

“Fuck,” you replied.

He laughed.

“You’ve lost quite a bit of your usual eloquence.” He started to drag himself out. “But okay. Since you asked nicely again…”

As he pressed back in, slow but rough, you couldn’t help letting out an undignified sound. Jonathan smirked.

When he did it again, your whole body shifted, pressed up by the force of his thrust. Your head rolled back, hitting the wall lightly before lolling off to the side. 

“You’re so pretty,” he sighed.

As he spoke, he reached down to hook one of your legs up and over his waist. The new angle caused you to let out another choked whine, which earned you an even harder thrust.

“Maybe we should do this more often. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen you like this.”

You could only imagine how you must have looked. Mouth hanging open and eyes half-shut, rolling back into your head from the pleasure as your chest heaved and your knees gave out. Jonathan smoothed a thumb over the edge of your jaw.

“Even though I can’t stop thinking about all of the other things I’d like to do to you,” he added, punctuating the sentiment with his hips. You swore you felt him shudder.

Kissing your suddenly-warm neck, Jonathan thrust into you again. Your hips snapped back weakly to meet him, and you heard yourself start to moan. You held onto him tighter, dragging your nails down his arms.

“I thought you wanted to be gentle?” he teased.

He hadn't been going very fast, but now he slowed down entirely. For a moment, the two of you stood, face to face, your breath and his in a sweltering mix, pooling out in the scant space between you.

Jonathan’s forehead came to rest against yours, and you looked up into the blur of his eyes. Two hazy pools of blue ice that were filling your vision completely.

“Want me to speed up?”

“No, this is nice,” you replied. A bit dreamily as your senses took time to adjust. Your skin prickled at his touch as he brushed a hand lazily up your arm.

“I can be slow then,” he laughed. “But it might be too hard if you keep looking at me like that.”

“How should I look at you, hm?” you teased.

“Like you’re pretending you don't want to be turned around with your wrists pinned up against the wall,” he teased back.

He pressed into you, exploring how deep he could go before you started writhing against him. Your leg on his waist tightened, pulling him in and holding him firmly in place for a kiss. 

You knew he might take some convincing, but you were prepared to take all night to show Jonathan just how good things could be, after practicing a little patience.