#i better be praised relentlessly for this/j

[jaratedeguadalupe]

patton makes remus those candy bracelet and necklace thingys. he makes them in the shape of octopuses

[sugarverse]

"you know if you keep mocking me, im gonna shut you up."

"you aint doin shit babe."

well, you thought he was bullshitting. you stared up at your ex boyfriend with teary eyes, choking slightly as he expected some sort of a answer from you. "What happened to runnin that pretty mouth? Just cant ever shut the fuck up and listen."

he held your bunched up hair into a fist at your roots, slowly pulling you to the tip as you tapped at his thigh to breathe. he held you there with a smirk, looking down with false pity. "You can breathe through your nose."

tears filled your waterline as you caught your own breath, hearing him start to speak once more. "Do you know how hard it is to be friends with you?" he asks, talking more to himself aloud than to you.

"You just think you can get away with sooo much.. Like you don't know who the fuck your mouth belongs to. And who that pussy belongs to." he began moving agonizingly slow, shuttering and laughing under his breath.

"Ya just like to be reminded.. dont you princess?" he asks, using his other hand to have a better grip on your head as he face fucked you. You gagged and slobbered over his cock, staring up at him and leaving red nail lines down his thighs.

he groaned, shoving you away after awhile like a toy he was done playing with. "Bend over the couch, I wanna hear you apologize."

you knew better than to play anymore, scrambling up from your knees and doing as asked. you felt yourself drip onto the carpet, sliding off your pajama shorts he kept at his place for you. you didn't have anything on underneath them, it was comfier that way.

his very familiar fingers dug into your hip harshly, positioning himself as if second nature before shoving inside of you. you moan out in pure bliss only to feel another hand cover your mouth, moving down to choke you. you whimper, speech faltering from the start as apologizes pour from your mouth.

"I d-didn't mean to!-" you gasped, feeling your airflow restrict with a tight grip on your throat.

"Oh yes you did, princess.." he spoke condescendingly, rutting in every word to make sure you really felt your punishment.

"I j.. just.." you start off whining as jumbled words spilled out into the air as needy breaths. he held your hip against his own, grinding into you as deep as he could go.

"Just missed my dick? that it?" he asked, pulling you against his back but keeping your back arched. "Missed bein full of me?" he kissed your shoulder, moving relentlessly.

"yesyesyesyesyes!" is all that came out, drooling over his hand around your throat as you creamed against his cock. he knew what brought you over the edge. he always made sure to give it to you, even when mad at you.

"What a good girl, good answer.." He praised, leaving sloppy bites and love marks on your shoulder for an extra moment before throwing you back over the couch do use you how he wanted.

it was going to be a loooooong day.

[abbabycchio]

Can we have headcanons of Jotaro x fem!reader having a soft Sunday? Maybe doing lazy things and soft sex? :3

Your eyes flutter open, senses gradually waking with you. The first thing you register is strong arms wrapped around your waist, comforting and warm holding you close against a firm chest. A deep, even breath tickles your neck as weight shifts slightly behind you. Jotaro nuzzling into the crook of your neck. Morning stubble scrapes deliciously against your cheek.

Peeking up, you take in the sight of his face - sharp features relaxed in sleep, long lashes fanning out over chiseled cheeks. A lock of dark hair falls across his forehead. Gently you brush it back, tracing the line of his jaw.

Jotaro stirs with a soft groan, pale blue eyes cracking open to meet yours. A slow, sleepy smile spreads across his lips.

"Morning, beautiful," he murmurs, voice still husky with sleep.

"Mmm, good morning," you purr, trailing two fingers along his chest. "Sleep well?"

"Like a baby. You?" He sighs and pulls you closer as he stretches his arms down.

"Perfect." You lean in for a languid, tender kiss. Not sure if you were talking about sleep or his figure.

Jotaro hums contentedly, one hand sliding down to cup your rear through the thin fabric of your pajamas "How about we make this morning even better?"

Your smile turns wicked. "Ready for round two?"

Jotaro cracks a wicked grin and pulls you quicker to his lips when he notices you sit up to straddle his hips. Your lips glide against each other the only sound, small gasps between you. Peppering his jaw and throat with kisses, Jotaro's hands roam your curves appreciatively.

"Jotaro," You breathe, his name a reverent whisper against his lips. "I need you."

A low growl rumbles in his chest. In one smooth motion, he flips their positions, pinning her beneath his larger frame. Her legs automatically fall open, cradling his hips.

"Greedy girl," Jotaro teases, nipping at her earlobe. "Not that I mind."

He captures her mouth in a searing kiss, tongue delving past her parted lips to taste her thoroughly. She arches into him, nails digging into his shoulders as pleasure ignites her nerve endings. Breaking the kiss, Jotaro sits back on his haunches to divest them of their clothing before they're bare and slick with sweat. His piercing blue eyes rake over her appreciatively, taking in the sight of her flushed skin and heaving breasts. "Fuck, you're gorgeous," he rasps. You flush deeply at the praise, arousal pooling hot and heavy in your stomach. "Jotaro...please.”

Jotaro's eyes darken with lust at your breathy plea. He chuckles, stroking your slick folds with his calloused fingertips. The sensation makes you gasp and buck into his touch. He circles your sensitive pearl, drawing out shivers of bliss that wrack your body. Juices coat his fingers as he works you higher.

"Jotaro! Please, I need more.”

With a smirk, he lines himself up and thrusts deep in one smooth stroke. You cry out, inner walls fluttering around his thick length. He sets a hard, driving pace, fucking into you relentlessly. Their bodies move together in a dance of passion, skin slapping against skin. Jotaro changes the angle, hitting that special spot inside you that makes stars burst behind your eyes.

"That's it, take it just like that. So fucking perfect," Jotaro growls, sweat dripping down his temples.

She clings to him desperately, nails scoring down his back, leaving red trails in their wake. ‘She's so close, wound tight like a coiled spring.’ He thought to himself amused.

"Jotaro! J-just like that! Don't stop! I'm gonna!"

Her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, pleasure whiting out her vision. She comes undone with a scream of ecstasy, inner muscles clamping down rhythmically on Jotaro's pistoning cock. He continues his restless pace losing himself as he follows her over the edge with a strangled groan, spilling deep inside her with powerful pulses. Jotaro collapses on top of her, both of them panting harshly as aftershocks roll through them.

For a long moment, they simply bask in the hazy afterglow, hearts pounding in sync. Jotaro presses a tender kiss to your sweaty brow.

“Luh you”

"What was that," You sigh and giggle surprised to finally hear the choked out words.

“Mm” Jotaro grumbles, “yare yare, c’mon don’t mess around now.”

You tip your head back and meet his beautiful crystal eyes, “I love you too, grumpy.” You smile and peck his lips, swiping his chin affectionately as you both pull away.

[kepler-station]

౨ৎ.𖥔˚ red velvet cookie — hcs as reader's husband

— 𝜗𝜚 kinda struggled with this one ngl, but j enjoyed making the moodboard part 🙌🏻🥹

𔓕 ⸝⸝ ꒱ sumi radio ; sweater weather by the neighborhood

ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ heads up ! — short. sorry, writing block...

— the soft love type, but only for you ! no one else gets to see his soft side (other than chiffon and the other cake hounds) other than his beloved s/o 🫶🏻

— i can imagine you and red velvet take turns taking care of chiffon and the other cake hounds, some of them even like you better than him !

— showers you in praise morning to night and is relentlessly proud of your achievements !

— tries his best to keep you out of the way of his duties knowing he works with dark enchantress cookie, but if you work with dark enchantress too then that's really not as big of a problem, but he does still try to keep you safe and out of harm's way when dark enchantress is present.

— more over, he's also very protective over you and is willing to fight for and with you in mind, even fighting his comrades if it means keeping you safe.

— not-so easy to fluster compared to how he was in the other stages of your relationship, but if you catch him off guard (or not even off guard, just tell him or like flirt with him ig) with a new pickup line or just something new, then you'll see him freeze up and blush as his mind tries to catch up with you. that being said, he's comfortable with initiating affection and smiles if you get flustered by it.

— falls asleep to you tending to his hair

— very simple with pet names and isn't the type to go "pookie wookie yaddayaddayadda", more like "babe" or other simple stuff

— gets really flustered if you bring up the BAD4 outfit and mission

[overthinkinglotr]

Everything in the Amazon lotr series makes perfect sense when you learn that the show runners have literally no experience working on tv shows. None. 😂 J.D. Payne and Patrick McKay have barely any experience in the entertainment industry. And like if you check their IMDb, their only credits are a Flash Gordon screenplay for a movie that wasn’t made and “uncredited” writing on the 2016 Star Trek movie (meaning they weren’t an official part of the production but talked to J J Abrams every now and then.)

The only way I can praise the Amazon show is the way you’d praise something written by a kid…”like wow this is your first try? Your first time ever working in tv and writing a fantasy story? This is good for a first try! Nice work! Your mom should hang it on the fridge!” The real question though is like, why didn’t they give biggest budget of any tv series ever made to people who had literally ANY experience showrunning ahsjndndnd.

To be honest I’m baffled at people who say this show is “desecrating tolkien” because like…first off, desecrating tolkien can be super cool. He sucked sometimes. Second, “desecrating tolkien” implies they were creating a story that had something specific to say about Tolkien, and they knew how to use their medium to convey what they wanted to say. But like…they didn’t. The Amazon series can’t desecrate tolkien, it’s relying on tolkien as a crutch to tell an amateur story that would be literally totally incoherent without you filling in the blanks with prior knowledge gained from the books and from other better adaptations.

I’m baffled at people trying to act like Amazon is being progressive with this series when its sorta like…the peak of conservative Hollywood nepotism? Two upper middle-class white dudes with literally no idea how to run a tv show because they have never been part of the process, ever, were gift wrapped the highest budget for any tv show ever made— not because they deserved to make the most expensive tv series ever made, but because they were upper middle class white dudes who happened to know famous people in Hollywood. People work in television their whole lives for the chance to be a showrunner and these two mediocre white dudes who have barely done any professional writing were handed the most expensive tv series of all time.

And it shows! It explains why the show doesn’t feel as expensive as it is. The process was “run” by people who literally have never needed to understand how creating a tv show works.

Everything feels so clumsy, unfocused, and generic because it’s being showrun by people who do not have enough experience to know what they’re doing.

It feels like someone’s first published work because it is. there’s some vague generic theme about being corrupted by darkness but it’s portrayed with all the grace and subtlety of showrunners who have no experience telling stories professionally, don’t understand how to do it, and so are just turning to the audience and flatly saying what the themes are supposed to be in bland boring language. (They couldn’t even find relevant quotes from the books to use instead— at least then it would sound pretty. Tolkein’s language is almost entirely absent from the show. :P)

There’s a lack of specificity— the tone veers wildly from “epic and idealized like the Pj films” to “relentlessly gory and cruel like GOT,” and almost no quotes from the books appear in the show despite language being so important to the feel of middle earth— because the showrunners are too busy struggling to learn the basics of showrunning for the first time to figure out things like “how to set a consistent tone.”

Characters turn to the camera and spoon-feed the audience information like we’re stupid and constantly reiterate exposition from previous episodes because the show runners have never worked on tv shows before, and don’t have enough confidence to trust the audience to understand anything.

The pacing is so bizarre and wonky, and the introductions of important characters/McGuffins is so clumsy, because the showrunners have never done this before ever on any tv show.

The show doesn’t look like the most expensive tv show of all time (even though it is) because the show runners don’t understand how to budget visual effects effectively. Tons of expensive labor is wasted on dream sequences and meaningless one-off plot beats that don’t add anything to the story when they could’ve been spent on the actual important emotional story moments.

And of course the way the show handles gender and race is so hollow because it’s driven by two white male nepotism hires tackling these topics for the Very First Time. They decide to handle sexism in middle earth by making it a world where patriarchy just doesn’t seem to exist(?), but they’re also not willing to actually genuinely imagine what that would look like. so we get a world where “there’s no patriarchy” but most the warriors/leaders are still men, all the women still dress in feminine clothing/hairstyles and all the men have masculine clothing/hairstyles, no women are butch and no men are effeminate, a woman fighting/showing up in battle armor is framed as a big cool reveal, and every single relationship is suffocatingly heterosexual (and there isn’t even the possibility of queer relationships/homoerotic subtext.) They had three POC play some of the side characters but were careless in how they handled them, in a way that’s a disservice to the talented actors— for example the character they marketed as “the first black elf in tolkien” is immediately thrown into a plotline where people are racist to him for being an elf and then he’s captured into slavery and spends a few episodes in chains driven around by white orcs with whips in a way that makes you realize the creators were too white to think about the optics of this. They also don’t tackle the root issues with the way tolkein portrayed race (the idea that different races are different Species with immutable personality traits) and just take his racist assumptions for granted. Meanwhile, every scene where people are “fantasy racist” against white blonde Galadriel for being an elf is handled with all the grace of a white teenager who just realized racism was maybe Bad writing their first fiction story saying Deep Things About Society for a high school assignment. Can you imagine how much more thoughtful writing we would’ve gotten from literally ANY of the far more talented experienced female and poc directors in Hollywood, people who understood how to tackle gender/race in their writing and who understood how to actually run a show? But no, the show has to be handed to two white dudes who have literally no experience writing for tv and no relevant credits, just because they’re white men who are well connected, and we have to trust tHese people to condescendingly explain the importance of diversity to us like we’re children. And then we have to pretend to like it because theres a massive right wing backlash against the show for being “so woke” (when it isn’t). ANSJSJJDJDJD

I just kinda…don’t understand? Why give so much money to people who have no experience and don’t know what they’re doing? People whose only qualifications are being random white dudes who know famous people?

It feels like such a waste of money and resources to throw so much into what’s essentially a training exercise for people who’ve never run a show before. The Amazon series is longer than the first two PJ films but it doesn’t feel that way because the showrunners don’t understand how to use a medium they have never worked in.

Like Peter Jackson had never directed anything on the scale of LOTR, but he had directed plenty of movies (with the writers who later partnered with him on lotr) before he was allowed to make it, AND had spent years pitching his scripts around Hollywood and helping develop the technology used for the visual effects. Heck, Ralph Bakshi had made animated movies before, and Rankin/Bass had worked on tv specials. As much as all those adaptations are flawed like?????????? I genuinely don’t understand why you wouldn’t hire more qualified people for the most expensive tv show of all time. or even just. Anyone who had literally any qualifications at all.

But I guess I’m thinking about this all wrong because…their lack of experience is likely why they were hired. Because of the complicated legal and rights issues happening behind the scenes, Amazon likely didn’t want to hire anyone who would have a coherent vision and a clear idea of how to execute that vision. The show needed to bow to the mandates of Amazon but ALSO the copyright issues (they don’t have the rights to actually adapt most of the stuff dealing with the history they’re adapting), the mandates of the Tolkien estate (who were allowed to make whatever petty changes they wanted to the story at any time) and the mandates of New Line Cinema (who were allowing Amazon to ape the style of their movies to get l publicity for their brand but are also completely willing to enforce copyright and demand change if they felt Amazon was stepping on their toes, and etc etc). Amazon needed inexperienced people who would go along with whatever they were told to do. Someone who had a clear vision and knew how to execute it would fight against the dumb corporate mandates. Someone who has literally never worked in tv before would assume Amazon knew best and do whatever they were told.

I don’t know, I feel the same way I do about the hobbit films where it’s just—it’s such a waste? It’s such a waste. It’s such a waste of time and a waste of labor, on a project that (because of weird corporate nonsense) has no clear artistic vision and only exists to be part of a lucrative Brand(tm.)

I won’t be watching the next season— I assume the the future seasons will be “better” because the show runners have now had their very first season of experience working in television ever (good for them and congrats on breaking into the industry for the first time etc etc), but that doesn’t change what a massive corporate waste the first eight hours were— again, that’s longer than the first two PJ films but it doesn’t feel like It because it’s so directionless and devoid of a clear artistic vision. Idk as long as the only Lord of the Rings adaptations we’re legally allowed to get are massive Mega corporate ones funded off the suffering of all the underpaid Amazon workers who die in the warehouses, you would think the adaptations would at least be good XD. Again, can you imagine what more experienced and talented directors with a long history of working in TV, and who were free to execute their artistic vision, could’ve done with such a giant budget? Can you imagine if corporations didn’t waste an entire season of television as the world’s most expensive training wheels for people who’d never seriously worked in tv before? Can you imagine how much good art we could get if Hollywood was actually a meritocracy? Idk dudes, idk.

[factorydefaultlu]

Rhaenyra Targaryen NSFW Alphabet

Minors DNI

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

Nyra is soft and sweet. Whether you had rough sex or not. She'll rub your body and give you gentle kisses, telling you how much she loves you. Petting your hair and helping you clean up.

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

She practices self love, she tries to love every part of herself. But if she had to pick a favorite, it'd be her hands.

She does everything with her hands, from violent to calm things. She killed a boar, and with those same hands she held you close and let you fuck her thigh.

On her partner, she loves your chest. Big boobs, small boobs, no boobs. It doesn't matter. She loves putting her hands on your chest to steady herself as she rides you. She loves to leave kisses and hickeys all over your soft skin. Yes she very much enjoys her lovers chest.

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

Nyra would love to get you to squirt on her face, she'd think it was so hot. She likes it when her partners cum on her tongue, male or female. She enjoys watching you squirm beneath her as she fingers you relentlessly, cumming all over her hand.

Her cum is sweet, with a bitter aftertaste.

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

She wants to have you eat her out on the Iron Throne, it's gets her hot and bothered just thinking about nearly being caught in the act.

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

As we've seen, Nyra has plenty of experience. Younger and older. She is willing to learn new things from each of her partners and put that knowledge to good use.

The things she can do that will make your skin crawl and your cunt throb.

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

Nyra's favorite toy is her strap, and subsequently her favorite position is cowgirl. She loves to watch you bounce on her cock, watching your boobs bounce with you. Or if you have a cock, she'll smirk as it slaps up against your stomach.

Without toys, she likes to lay in bed with her female partner and shove her leg between her thighs. Grinding on each other until they both cum.

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

She is a woman of many talents, and that includes setting the mood for sex. Nyra can't get enough of giggly soft sex, laughing with her partner as she gets drunk on lust.

That being said, she can also be very serious with sex, it all depends on how her partner wants her.

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

In her younger years, she kept it wild everywhere. Not seeing the point in shaving, she had better things to do. But as she's aged she's come to enjoy self maintenance. Shaving her legs, underarms, and down there.

Her hair is thicker down there, but still thin compared to others. Thank the Targaryen genes for that, and for having it match her hair. She keeps it trimmed and neat.

She could care less what her partner does with their body. If they shave, she'll enjoy the smooth skin. If they don't, she'll run her hands over the peach fuzz delighting in how it feels against her skin.

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

Once again, she let's her partner set the mood most of the time, she doesn't have a particular preference on romantic, giggly or rough sex. Nyra does like to surprise her partner however, treating them to a private dinner and a candlelit bath.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

If you're not around, or busy with important things she will touch herself. It doesn't feel as good as your fingers, and the pillow she humps is much softer than you thigh. But it will do in a pinch.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

On her: Praise, Body worship, dry humping, fingering, straps/plugs, facesitting, oral, dominance, blood play, biting

On her partner: Praise, body worship, dry humping, fingering, straps/plugs, facesitting, oral, submission, spanking, biting, blood play, restraints.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Nyra prefers the bedroom most of the time, it's private and has everything she needs. But sometimes she likes to take her partner to new areas around the castle.

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

Nyra is no better than a man when it comes to revealing clothing. A dress with sheer panels? A low collar? Off the the shoulder? She will be drooling.

As much as she loves praising you, and being gentle, Nyra really likes when you're bad. She'll never say so of course, she can't have you thinking she enjoys punishing you.

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

She will never push your boundaries. If you tell her no or use the safeword, that's all she needs to stop.

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

Her tongue is divine, she feels so good and will eat you out for hours. She doesn't have a lot of experience, she's just naturally talented. As much as she loves giving, she doesn't mind receiving, or teaching you how to please her.

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

It depends on how you acted, or what you need. She can tie you down and fuck you stupid. Or she can slowly pleasure you and give you love.

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

Nyra prefers drawn out sex, but she isn't opposed to a quick fuck between meetings and Queenly duties. Sometimes she's pull into an empty room and finger you until she has to attend to her responsibilities.

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

Always willing to try something new. She enjoys pulling you into empty stairwells, telling you to be quiet or someone will hear how good she's making you feel.

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

About 3, she can last quit a while. Nyra doesn't stop until you've both came at least once

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

Nyra loves her toys. Straps, dildos, plugs, whips, crops. You name it she has it, and knows how to use it. No preference on if she uses them on you or her.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Such a huge tease, but it's not obvious. Sometimes you wonder if she's actually teasing you or if you just have a dirty mind.

In the bed she loves watching squirm under her, begging her to stop toying with you.

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

She's moderately loud, moaning and sighing when something feels good. You'll never doubt that she's enjoying herself that's for sure.

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

Is totally up for a threesome with Daemon, or Alicent. Or both and make it an orgy.

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

Nyra's cunt is puffy and smooth, her lips are small, not leaving much to the imagination. Her clit is slightly exposed and her folds are pink compared to the rest of her.

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

She's up for sex a few times a week, but can please you everyday if you wish.

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

She likes to stay up with you, whispering secrets and giggling until you both fall asleep.

[buckyhoney-library]

nsfw alphabet, b.b

A/N: so sorry it took so long! hope you enjoy! sebastians & nomad!steve should be out sometime this week(end)!

reblogs/likes/feedback are greatly appreciated & highly encouraged

However, do NOT repost/steal ANY of my fics on my blog!

Warnings: 18+, language, smutty thoughts, sorry for any missed typos!

chris evans nsfw alphabet

A = Aftercare (What are they like after sex)

bucky takes aftercare so seriously! he makes sure that you have everything that you need and you're taken care of first. showering you in praises, holding you close, getting you water or snacks- he is at your beck and call.

B = Body Part (Their favorite body part on themselves and on their partner)

thighs. thighs. thighs. He loves laying between them with his head resting on your stomach. His fingers tracing patterns on your skin- peppering kisses on the inside. bucky's arms are hooked around them while he is giving you head, rubbing small circles on the outside.

bucky has grown to love his vibranium arm, because of how much you love it. he has changed arm usage from a weapon to a useful tool in every situation. being able to cool it and playing with temperatures, pinning you down- making sure you go nowhere- or even being able to cause it to vibrate.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum)

he loves to paint with his cum. as much as he LOVES to cum inside you and make you hold it- there is something so pretty with his cum plastered on your back or on your tummy. "you look so pretty with my cum on your thighs," bucky is especially fond of watching it drip down your breasts or leak down your thighs. bucky just stares in awe of how it glistens against your skin.

D = Dirty Secret (What do they secretly want)

he wants you to praise him. bucky lives off of praise and when you whimper how good he's making you feel or how he's such a good boy? it throws him over the edge, encouraging him to go faster and harder. he'll never ask for them, but when you start hyping him up, fuck he enters a state of nirvana.

E = Experience (Do they know what they are doing?)

1940's bucky as we all know was very experienced but after eighty years of nothing? he needs a little help regaining his confidence, but man will he practice and have no problems asking for help. he'd be a little embarrassed of cumming early or not being able to satisfy like he used too, but bucky watches porn and experiments like no tomorrow, catching up on all the new toys/techniques/positions etc.

F = Favorite Position (Self-explanatory)

bucky's favorite position would be cowgirl or where you're laying on your side, so he could hold you. cowgirl because he gets the perfect view of your body and everything about it.

with an honorable mention of missionary- but missionary with your legs in the air spread for all can see. if he's feeling a little spicy, he'll press on your lower abdomen, adding extra pressure.

G = Goofy (Are they serious during sex or goofy

BOTH. There is a time and a place for serious, rough, passionate sex (and boy does he enjoy that), but for the most part, Bucky wants you to feel good and he wants to learn- which means there will be some mishaps and failed moments, but he loves those moments just the same.

H = Hair (Are they well-groomed?)

he is well kept and clean. bucky isn't hairless, but he does make sure that everything is trimmed up and clean.

J = Jack Off (Do they masturbate?)

bucky only does when you're away or he's gone for a mission. when you're home, he has no problem telling you he's in the mood. when he does masturbate, it is to your pictures/videos you've sent or through facetime/phone calls. he doesn't watch porn unless that is the only option or he is looking for new things to try with you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

oh boy does he have loads of kinks! bucky loves praise (receiving or giving)! during the more passionate and rough sessions, he is into degrading (but not too crazy) innocence kink. if you have met after his second sexual awakening? god, how he loves to ruin you. he loves the idea that he gets to teach you and that you're at his mercy. ice play/warming (idk what the word is) he loves when you call him sarg does this man have a filthy sarcastic mouth. dirty remarks of comments that leave his mouth- god, it's enough to you off in seconds.

L = Location (Favorite place to do it)

he is a traditional man at heart, so he loves the bedroom. bucky gets to be as loud as chooses and go as long as he wants without the fear of someone walking in or interrupting.

M = Motivation (What turns them on or gets them going?)

leggings. jeans. short shorts- anything that enhances your thighs or when you shoot back firey/witty comments matching his energy. The more traditional turn on's as well, suggestive comments, touching his chest letting it fall to his belt, lingering kisses on his lips and neck. "it's like you're begging me to fuck you silly,"

N = No (Something they will not do. Turnoffs.)

nothing with bodily fluids (other than saliva or cum) & i don't think he'd be fond of being too open in public- he's a private guy, but he doesn't mind the simple pda and light touches.

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

okay let me tell you- bucky loves getting head. your lips make him cum faster than anything else. "open wide, darling" he loves the ability to do it virtually anywhere (privately of course) and the quick clean up-but he mostly loves watching you take his length completely, hitting the back of your throat. "fuck, such a good girl taking all of me," hearing you moan into him and gag makes him go FERAL. bucky isn't a head pusher, but he does grip your hair.

bucky does love going down on you too. his cock throbs at the sight of your legs shaking and squirming. the sounds you make encourage him more, but he doesn't stop when you cum- he licks up every last drop of you. "im not stopping, so i'd stop moving if i were you," he'll occasionally pop his head up to make sure that he's doing everything right and you're enjoying yourself- the last thing he wants is for you to fake it (which only happened when he first re-entered the dating world)

P = Pace (Are they fast or rough? Or slow and sensual?)

there is a time and place for everything. bucky loves sensual sex because he feels the most connected to you and he has been without physical/emotional connection for so long that it's become a must. it is also where he feels the most control and the best, when he can be 100% vulnerable- something never thought he could do.

fast and rough is for those needy moments where he can't get his hands off of you- complete feral mode. when you've been teasing him relentlessly and he needs to remind you who's in charge. those nights are when the kinkiest of kinks come to play.

Q = Quickies (Their opinions on quickies rather than regular sex)

quickies are reserved for dinner parties, group outings, etc. where you look too good and he can't keep his hands off of you. "i wanna see if you taste as good as you look". quickies usually consist of fast rough sex that leaves bruises or marks. they also mainly consist of giving/receiving head.

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

oh does he! he has almost ninety years of sex trends/toys/etc to catch up on. it will be the middle of the night and you'd be fast asleep only to be woken up by him shaking your arm and going "baby, we have to try this!"

bucky isn't a risk-taker in the sense of public and potentially getting caught, he is a risk-taker in the sense that he is willing to try anything once.

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

bub is a super-soldier. his stamina outlasts yours by HOURS. you'd be panting and lying sideways and bucky would be ready for the next round and you'd have to tap out. he would chuckle and hold you, teasing you about how you can't last. "can't handle this cock? i thought you said you could go all night?"

T = Toys (Do they own or use toys on themselves or partners?)

bucky has a whole drawer dedicated to the greatest quality toys. "only the best for you, dollface." he loves seeing how far he can push you with the vibrators. tying the vibrator to your clit and watching you be sent over the moon. bucky wouldn't be too crazy about using toys on himself, but he isn't opposed to being handcuffed (or pegged)

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

BIGGEST TEASE in the galaxy. Touching you, grazing your heat, kissing your neck, rubbing the inside of your thigh, (stuffing a vibrator inside you while you're on the phone), or whispering dirty things in your ear- but God forbid if you tease him back. there will be hell to pay if you try teasing him back. "you better rethink your next move, darling," "i think you forgot who's allowed to tease who."

V = Volume (How loud are they? What sounds do they make?)

bucky is pretty quiet, with the exceptions of grunts and whimpers. His mouth is filthy and he dirty talks like there is no tomorrow! he is also a cocky little shit and sarcastic- which doesn't stop in the bedroom. "your cunt feel so good around me," "open your eyes, i want you to watch as i ruin you" "look at you, you're soaked for me"

W = Wildcard (Random headcanon for your character)

cockwarming. babe lives for cockwarming. early morning lazy sex, but too lazy to pull out of you. you'd be laying on your side with your leg over his, with his cock buried inside of you. "no, honey, just stay" he would mumble with his head resting in the cook of your neck, placing small kisses on your neck, but falling back asleep.

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

baby, that serum did wonders. bucky is packing that seven to eighter. his cock would poke through your tummy and he won't stop talking about it for weeks.

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

HIGH. VERY HIGH. he is ready whenever and wherever the time calls.

Z = ZZZ (How quickly do they fall asleep afterward?)

bucky's stamina is so high that he probably is starving. he would perform aftercare for you, but once you'd have cared for- he is standing naked in the kitchen making a sandwich.

[aliendes]

BTS reaction to you squirting (M) NSFW

BTS reaction to you squirting NSFW 18+

This is my first time using the Tumblr GIF feature. If you do not want me to use your GIFs please let me know, I am new to this!

Warnings: squirting?, fingering, oral, overstim, toys, they’re mostly all kind of soft doms? lol oops, marking, exhibitionism kind of

A/N: Ok so I got a request from @blushingatyou for a soft dom Namjoon with marking, praise, and oral, so I included that in here! Hope you like it! :) and also I think I have a thing for Taehyung… he’s literally never been my bias or my bias wrecker, but I can’t help but write the filthiest things for him… why lol. Some of them are short - I’m sorrrrry. If you have a request, send me an ask ;D

Seokjin was on top of you thrusting his thick cock into your pussy. He was hitting all the right spots, the tip of his dick bumping into your cervix with each thrust. You could feel the pressure building in your core causing you to clench around Jin.

“A-ah!” You yelped as Seokjin brought his hand between you and pressed his thumb onto your swollen clit, “Jin!”

“Come on baby, cum for me,” his voice was low and breathy. He was panting hard, exacerbated from the quick pace he was keeping up. The room was filled with both of your heavy breathing and the sound of his balls smacking skin with each thrust.

“So- so close, Jin,” you were out of breath, eyes screwed shut as you let your orgasm build. You started to feel a pressure in your pussy that felt foreign to you, but it felt good. Really good. “J- Jin - I,”

Before you could finish your sentence the pressure snapped and you swear you lost consciousness for a moment, only seeing white behind your eyelids. The next thing you knew, Jin had halted his movements and was staring at your pussy in awe. You looked down and saw that his crotch and abdomen was soaked. He looked up at you, a goofy grin on his face, “You just squirted, babe.”

Your face flushed at his words, one hand coming up to cover your face. “Hey,” Seokjin leaned down and pulled your hand down, “don’t hide from me. That was insane. You are so fucking hot. Do you feel good?”

You did, you really did. You nodded at him and he leaned down and kissed you softly. “Think you got another one?”

Yoongi currently had you bent over your makeup vanity in your room. You were supposed to be going out for dinner tonight, both having the night off from work, but neither of you were able to keep your hands to yourself. The two of you hadn’t seen each other in almost a week, too busy with work. You didn’t even have time to touch yourself properly. You had a lot of built up desire and the moment your boyfriend walked through your door, all bets were off. 

A sharp slap came down hard on your ass cheek as Yoongi relentlessly pounded into you from behind. Your arms were bracing you against the desk, both of Yoongi’s large hands on your hips pulling you back to meet every thrust, one coming up every once in a while to give your ass a nice slap. You had a blooming red print on your cheek and Yoongi was loving it.

“That’s it baby girl,” he drawled, voice deep with lust, “you take my cock so well.”

You moaned at his words, pussy clenching hard around his thick cock. “Mmm, you love it don’t you,” he growled, “you love this cock.”

“Yoongi!” You yelped as his hand came down another time. Your nerves were on fire with arousal, pussy dripping down your thighs and onto your bedroom floor. The pleasure Yoongi was giving you was heightened because of your lack of release this past week. 

“Scream my name baby, let everyone hear whose fucking this pussy raw.”

“A-ah! Y-Yoongi!” You screamed as his hand snaked around your front, tips of two fingers rubbing vigorously onto your swollen bud. He reached down a bit gathering up your arousal and spreading it over your clit again. The moan it drew from your throat was so lewd it had him throwing his head back as he fucked into you with all his strength. He wasn’t usually this rough, but he missed your sweet, sweet cunt so much. Yoongi bent his knees slightly, fucking up into you so he could hit your sweet spot. “Ah!” You were sure your neighbors would call the cops soon.

“Cum for me baby, cum on this cock.” 

You felt the pressure in your pussy build and build until you couldn’t take it anymore and your legs were shaking with pleasure. Yoongi grabbed onto your hips, steadying you as he fucked you through your high, never letting up his pace. It wasn’t until your post orgasm haze started to fade that you realized the puddle on the floor. “What.. the…” you trailed off as Yoongi’s thrusts started to slow.

“You squirted all over me babe,” he said, smirk apparent in his voice, “you’re so fucking hot.” He picked up the pace again and slammed into you, chasing his own high. “Let’s see how many more times you can do that tonight.”

Hoseok knew exactly what he was doing, and you fucking loved it. He currently had you blindfolded on his bed, teasing your sensitive clit with a vibrator. He’s been edging you for the better part of the last hour, bringing you so close to orgasming and then pulling away completely. You were a writhing mess on his satin sheets, heightened even further by the blindfold you were currently wearing.

“Hoseok-ah!” You screamed as you felt his tongue plunge into your pussy without warning. He still held the pink silicone vibrator against your clit and he fucked his tongue into you, drinking up your taste. “Ah!” You couldn’t control your volume at this point, hands reaching to grab onto his hair.

He instantly pulled away at the feeling of your fingers in his hair, still holding the vibrating toy. “Uh-uh kitten, hands off,” he growled lowly, “only good girls get to cum. Now behave.”

You whimpered, slowly removing your hands from him and fisting the soft sheets instead. After a moment, you felt Hoseok inching closer to you until you could feel his hot breath of your dipping pussy making you jolt with excitement. He brought the vibrator back to your bud, just lightly touching it. The pleasure bordered on painful, not quite enough to bring you over the edge but enough to have your legs shaking. “You look so hot squirming under me, kitten,” Hoseok whispered against your pussy, licking a stripe from your hole up the side of your clit. You were a moaning mess, screaming at the intense feeling of his wet tongue and the strong vibrations. 

Just as you were about to topple over the edge, you expected Hoseok to pull away again, but instead he clicked the vibrator’s strength up all the way. “That’s it baby, cum for me,” a high pitch scream left your lips as your orgasm washed over you quicker than you expected, back arching high off the bed and you clenched down on nothing. Hoseok quickly stuck his tongue inside you and you came to ride you through your high. 

You laid back on the bed, head hitting the soft pillow as Hoseok clicked off the vibrator and slid up the bed towards you. “Feel good, kitten?” 

You nodded at him, a hazy look on your face as he reached over and pulled the blindfold off you. Your eyes took a moment to adjust, and the first thing you saw once they did was Hoseok’s glistening, grinning face. “What?” You asked hesitantly at the look on his face.

“You squirted,” he smirked.

You looked down between your legs immediately noticing how wet the bed sheets were. A blush instantly rose to your face at the mess. “S-sorry,” you mumbled, embarrassed.

Hoseok propped himself up over you and leaned down and kissed you passionately. “Sorry? No - baby that was so fucking hot. I can’t wait to do it again later.” You giggled at his salacious smile, covering your face with your hand.

“You look so good, dripping wet for me, love,” Namjoon whispered in your ear. He was propped up on one hand leaning over your body, the other hand traveling down your naked body until he reached your pussy. He ran two fingers through your slick before inserting them into you, causing a soft mewl to leave your throat. “So wet, so perfect.” His mouth traveled down your neck kissing and sucking lightly on the skin until he reached your collarbone. With his fingers still pumping slowly in and out of you, he sucked light purple bruises onto the skin of your decollete, marking you for everyone to see tomorrow. “Such a pretty baby.”

“Joon,” you moaned, drawing out his name. 

“Hmm,” his lips were still sucking at your chest, moving a little lower until your perky nipple was in his mouth. He lewdly sucked for a moment before pulling back with a ‘pop’. “Tell me what you want, love,” he looked up at you, lust present in his eyes.

You squirmed a little, making him halt the movement of his fingers inside you. You let out a loud whine at his actions, making him pull completely out of you and lightly slap your clit with his wet fingers. “Use your words baby,” he growled leaning up to bite your neck in warning.

“Ah!” You yelped, “Y-your fingers, Joon!”

“What else, love?”

“Y-your t-tongue!” You gasped as his fingers entered you again, adding a third one to stretch you further. You moaned at the slight burn in your core as he curled his fingers up to hit your g-spot. “Feels so-o-o good!”

“Mmm,” Namjoon made a noncommittal noise in his throat before moving down your body, fingers still wriggling inside you. “Such a good girl,” he whispered before slotting himself between your legs. You looked down at him as he looked up to meet your gaze, “Tell me what you want again.” He loved hearing you tell him how good he made you feel, how much you wanted him and you were happy to give it to him.

“Need your t-tongue, Joonie,” you whimpered, bottom lip jutting out slightly as you bucked your hips up into his hand, “ah!”

Namjoon placed his free hand on your stomach, holding you down as he smirked, “Dirty girl, can you squirt for me?”

You could feel the tell-tale pressure building inside you as he continued to wiggle his fingers upwards. You nodded your head quickly.

“Good girl,” he growled as he dove forward and latched his lips onto your pulsing clit, pulling a guttural scream from your lips. Namjoon pulled your clit lightly between his teeth and sucked, hard. Your vision went black, hands grabbing onto whatever you could of the bed sheets, back arching violently as your high hit you like a truck. Namjoon watched in awe as your pussy clenched around his digits, liquid squirting all over his hand and face. Your body was shaking under him as he slowly finger fucked you through your high. 

Once you came down from your high he brought his plush lips back down onto your swollen bud, gently lavishing you with his soft tongue. He slowly pulled his fingers from your aching hole and ran his wet tongue through your folds, lapping up your release. His goal wasn’t to make you cum, but instead to soothe you and clean you up. He was careful to avoid your sensitive clit, pressing light kisses against it. The sweetness of his actions severely contrasted his dominant demeanor only a moment ago. 

You let out a soft sigh at the feeling of his wet muscle moving over your worn out pussy, loving the way he cares for you. Once he had you cleaned up sufficiently, he climbed back up the bed, slotting himself against your side. You reached your arms around his neck, turning onto your side. 

“Good?” He asked quietly.

You smiled softly at him, “Good.” 

“I love you, baby.”

“I love you too Joonie.”

“Scream for me baby,” Jimin whispered in your ear before biting down on your earlobe, pulling the sound he wanted from your lips, “that’s right. Let everyone know whose cock is making you feel this good.”

“J-Jimin!” You screamed, legs wrapping around the hips that were pounding into you relentlessly. Jimin picked up his already impossible pace, balls making a lewd slapping sound with every thrust. 

Jimin’s hard cock curved in the most perfect way, and you truly admired his thick girth. It rubbed your walls in a way you’ve never felt with any other person. He hit all your sweet spots, and now was no exception.

Jimin brought two fingers up to your mouth and you obediently opened, allowing him to insert his digits and swirl them around on your tongue, collecting your saliva. Quickly, he reached down between you both and rubbed quick figure eights onto your sensitive clit. “O-oh Jimin!” You yelled again, not caring about your volume. Jimin’s roommates were out tonight so you didn’t need to worry about anyone hearing you.

“Are you gonna cum baby?” You nodded quickly, eyes screwing shut at the pleasure Jimin’s cock and fingers were giving to you, “Cum all over this cock baby.”

At his dirty words the band inside you snapped, arms reaching up and pulling his shoulders down to help ground you. You felt Jimin’s hips stutter slightly as he slowed down his movements. “Oh shit,” he growled, looking down between your legs. You quickly looked down to see yourself squirt all over his dick and thighs, leaving a glistening sheen on his tanned skin, “That was so fucking hot, YN.”

Jimin looked up at you with love in his eyes, like you hadn’t just squirted all over him and his bed, “You’re amazing baby,” he leaned down and kissed you sweetly before pulling back and looking at you with fire in his eyes, “my turn.”

Taehyung smiled at you as you sat down on his lap. He was sitting in the studio working on lyrics when you decided to stop by and bring him coffee. Wrapping his arms around your waist, Taehyung leaned his chin on your shoulder, “Thank you, baby.”

You smiled sweetly at him, “You’re welcome Tae. Do you think you’ll be done soon?” As you questioned him, you wiggled your hips a bit to get more comfortable on his muscular thighs. 

“Hmph -” Tae squeezed your middle a little tighter at the movement, “baby,” his voice was suddenly lower, gravely, “don’t do that.”

You looked at him, confused for a moment, before you felt his growing member on your backside. You gasped at him, turning to face him, “Tae!”

“I can’t help it!” He defended, hands sliding over your waist and thighs, “I’ve been horny all day and you sitting on it is making it worse!” He whined. 

He’s been horny all day? Well, you could help him with that. You smirked at him, causing his dick to twitch in his pants at what was about to happen. “Can I help you baby?”

His normally sweet eyes turned dark at your suggestion, “What did you have in mind?” You knew where his thoughts were going. He probably wanted to bend you over this desk and dominate you, but you had other ideas.

“Let me ride you, right here,” you punctuated your sentence with a roll of your hips, earning a groan from Taehyung. 

“You’re so fucking hot,” he mumbled as you stood up, slowly sliding your jeans off your legs, giving him a show. As you pulled your pants down, you turned around and bent forward so he could get a view of your already wet pussy from behind, covered by white panties. He could see your wetness seeping through the fabric and it made his cock throb in his pants. “Ugh, YN, look what you’re doing to me.”

You turned around and tossed your pants behind you, looking down at his crotch. He was currently sporting basketball shorts which did nothing to hide the tent his dick was making in his underwear. As you walked slowly back towards him, he slid his shorts down a bit, hard cock springing free and slapping his stomach. He wrapped a large hand around himself and gave a few lazy strokes before you straddled him.

As you slotted yourself on top of him, he pushed your panties to the slide and lined himself up with your core. You locked eyes with him for a moment, both silently giving permission to go forward. Taehyung rubbed the tip of his leaking cock through your folds, gathering up your arousal before sliding easily into you. You both moaned at the stretch of your walls, your voice cracking a bit at the delicious burn.

“Oh my God, baby, you’re so tight,” he mumbled into your hair as you leaned forward, wrapping both arms around his neck. He let out another low moan as he fully sheathed himself inside your warmth, “I love your pussy.”

You smirked, placing a wet kiss on his neck. You slowly began to grind on his dick, reveling in the way it rubbed against your sweet spot. With every roll of your hips you let out soft whimpers, spurring Taehyung on even more. He was losing himself in the pleasure of you taking control, letting his hands roam your tight body, finally resting a large, veiny hand on your ass. God, you loved his hands. His other hand came down between you two, thumb pressing onto your clit. 

You buried your face further into his neck, hips still rolling against his. “Your cock feels amazing, Tae,” you mumbled against his hot skin. 

“What can I do?” So considerate, always wanting you to cum first. 

“Lean back a bit?” You asked him quietly. He did as you asked without hesitation, leaning back in the office chair until he heard you moan loudly. The new position allowed his cock to rub against your g-spot perfectly and you could feel your orgasm building quickly. 

“Can you cum for me, princess?” He was so sweet. Something about that name sent you over the edge, halting your movements. Taehyung took over for you, slowly grinding up into your hips, helping you ride out your orgasm. “Oh god,” he groaned, his voice breathy, “are you squirting?”

You looked down, noticing the hot liquid squirting from your pussy. It wasn’t much, but it was definitely noticeable, the feeling too much as you quickly swatted Tae’s hand from your clit. 

“I- I think so?” You had never squirted before, all you knew was that you felt amazing, a little hazy, but amazing. 

“God, YN,” he groaned again before grabbing your hips and fucking up into you with abandon. You squealed at the sudden roughness of your boyfriend, which probably wasn’t the best choice, since the next sound you heard was a knocking at the door and Namjoon’s deep voice.

“You guys ok in there?”

Jungkook was currently knuckle deep in your pussy, fingering you against the wall of the bathroom. The two of you decided to go out with the boys to celebrate the completion of their album, but snuck away to have a little celebration of your own.

“You like that baby?” He asked, voice low, “Want someone to walk by right now and hear exactly what you’re doing in here?”

You moaned at the suggestion. Who knew you had an exhibitionism kink? 

“Yeah? I just felt you clench around my fingers, YN,” he whispered into your ear, which was pointless really with how loud the music outside the door was, “are you gonna squirt for me?”

You wrapped your arms around his neck as you swung one leg around Jungkook’s hips, leaning farther back into the wall. “Mhmm,” you moaned into his neck, sighing at the feeling of his thick digits wiggling inside you, “feels s’good.”

Jungkook added a third finger at your admission, not quite finger fucking you, instead wiggling his fingers back and forth inside your heat. You could feel the pressure building everytime he rubbed against the spongy spot inside you. Jungkook knew how to make you squirt. Always wanting to be the best at everything, when you first got together years ago he asked if you had ever squirted. You told him you hadn’t so he made it his mission to be the first, which he succeeded in. Ever since then he could do it easily with this technique. 

“Squirt for me baby,” he mumbled into your hair as he felt your pussy tighten around his digits, sending a searing heat through your nerves. You screwed your eyes shut and twisted one hand into Jungkook’s long, curly hair as you came. Jungkook quickly pulled his finger from you, allowing the built up pressure to release all over the bathroom floor. He backed up a bit, careful not to get your release on his dark jeans. You were panting hard, hands on your boyfriend’s shoulder as you caught your breath. He reached forward and pulled your dress back down your body and fixed your panties. “You good, babe? Let’s get you cleaned up so we can get back out there.”

“Wait - don’t you want me to suck you off?” You looked at him, eyebrows raised, still slightly panting.

“Nah,” he said, a devilish smirk appearing on his face, “I’m going to ruin you when we get home.”

You gulped. You couldn’t wait. 

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WHATEVER

It's Ayumi Hamasaki's birthday on October 2 and we're extending the celebration in true ego-maniacal, splashy celebrity fashion, by drawing out the festivities for an entire week! Each day I will briefly discuss a totally random item chosen (not by me) from my Ayu collection. Prepare for praise, disappointment, and controversial opinions backed by love and respect as we take a casual look back in this blurry snapshot of her career. Happy Birthday to our Party Queen, Ayumi Hamasaki!

Nothing encapsulates the sound of Avex dance-pop and the music of Ayumi Hamasaki at the turn of the millennium better than her single “WHATEVER.” Released in February of 1999, it was the first since her debut album, A Song for XX, dropped on the first day of the year. While her first album only hinted at a more upbeat, techno-based sound with singles like "Depend on you," "WHATEVER" made it clear that Avex would continue staking its claim on their reputation as a club-friendly label by drawing upon all of its dance and DJ-based resources for their new star, starting with putting Izumi "D・M・X" Miyazaki in charge of arrangement on the primary mix.

This would be the first time Kazuhito Kikuchi would write a song for Ayu, though it would not be the last (he would also contribute songs like "immature" to LOVEppears, as well as "SURREAL" from Duty, and "HEAVEN" from (miss) understood). A prolific composer with Avex Trax, Kikuchi was present at the label's peak years, working on tracks for Kumi Koda, Every Little Thing, and Ami Suzuki. For "WHATEVER," the label released two versions of the song: one that incorporated a more house-based structure ("version M") and a slightly shorter one with a more pop-based structure ("version J," arranged by Keisuke Kikuchi) that resembled something a bit closer to the idol-pop of tracks on A Song for XX. As if testing out the waters, the songs were submitted for the consideration of fans, who made Miyazaki's "M" version the one that has gone on to become the definitive version. Indeed, the many subsequent remixes of the song, including the most famous one by Ferry Corsten, a hypnotic trance rendition first featured on the appears single, emphasized the song's club roots, as well as smoothing the path toward the eventual deluge of remixes that would appear on maxi-singles and countless remix albums.

"WHATEVER" set the stage for all of that, but retains its reputation as a fan favorite for more than just being a herald: it was also a really great song, with several hooks scattered throughout its synth-based production, all constructed around a relentlessly precise drum machine. It's popularity continued to propel Ayu to the top of the charts (this one hit #5) and cement her status at the top of the J-pop food chain. It would later be featured on the phenomenally popular LOVEppears album released at the end of the year as "Dub's 1999 Remix,” a sort of updated version that bears a striking auditory resemblance to the original "version M."

This single has been remixed countless times throughout Ayu's career. The single was also re-released two years later when Avex re-issued all of Ayu's 3" singles in regular maxi-single format. It featured all of the original content of the single, including the instrumental versions of the two versions of "WHATEVER," with the addition of three remixes. Like all of Ayu's singles from this time period, it's pretty perfect and hard to critique: not only is it a fun song, but its sound also has an added nostalgic kick for its classic production techniques and callback to Avex’s and Ayu’s hi-NRG, nights-at-Velfarre origin stories. It’s also an anomaly: we saw pretty quickly that this was not going to be the direction that Ayu wanted to go in, even if we did get concessions now and then (”connected”).

[leviskitten]

𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 𝒂𝒍𝒑𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒕 ♡

Bruno Bucciarati x reader(gn)

Warnings: general nsfw themes, nothing dark so dw.

A/n: and anotha one, but this time it’s my baby boy bruno 🥰🥰 (ps. I have a one-shot of him coming up soon but for now enjoy this).

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♡彡 A = Aftercare : What are they like after sex?

• Ok but hear me out, he’s the KING of aftercare and you cannot convince me otherwise.

He would run you a bath, and bathe you as well (unless you don’t want him to, in that case he’ll give you your space). Then he’d gently cuddle with you in his probably way too big bed and caress you until you fall sleep. Or would bring you some water and snacks so you don’t go to bed with an empty stomach 🥺

♡彡 B = Body : What’s their favorite body part of theirs? And yours?

• He likes his legs probably. I headcannon that he has ~gorgeous legs, so he probably likes them a lot.

On you, he doesn’t really have a favorite body part. I feel like he’d be the type of guy to love you as a whole, and doesn’t really notice details like that. But if you really want an answer, then I guess it’ll be your hands or something like that.

♡彡 C = Cum : Anything to do with cum basically.

• Idk why, but I feel like he cums a lot. Like, he shoots massive loads each time he cums. Which would probably be the main reason of why he’s not a big fan of cumming more than twice. And it would also be reason why he insists on cumming on you a lot of times.

Now don’t get me wrong, he loves the feeling of cumming in you and filling you up to the brim. But there’s just something in seeing you covered in his massive loads that just makes him go all fuzzy and 🥰🥰

♡彡 D = Dirty Secret : Share a dirty secret of theirs.

• He really wants to have a threesome with you and Abbachio.

He thought of it once randomly and now the scenario just keeps floating in his mind ever since. And he has a hard time trying not to stare everytime you and Abbachio interact.

Just the thought of you messy with his lipstick while both of them fuck you relentlessly makes him feel lightheaded.

♡彡 E = Experience : How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?

• He probably had a little bit of prior experience, however it doesn’t really matter, because he knows what he likes and how to get it (while giving you what you want as well of course). So he definitely knows what he’s doing, don’t worry about it.

♡彡 F = Favorite Position : Self explanatory

• Not to be basic, but probably missionary or mating press.

I feel like he’s more of a soft service dom (who would sub or turn into a hard dom if asked), and a little bit of a classic romantic, so he probably likes to go at it soft and slow, for which missionary and mating press are prefect for.

♡彡 G = Goofy : How serious are they during the moment? Do they like to joke around?

• He’s probably really serious and focused on the moment, however if you laugh or joke at something and he finds it funny too, he would laugh, tho he’ll try to brush it off and go back at it again smh.

♡彡 H = Hair : How well groomed are they? Does the carpet matches the drapes?

• Oh he’s extremely well groomed down there, and everywhere else really.

Either completely shaved, or well trimmed, and would never EVER smell bad. He likes to take care of himself, so you would never catch this man slippin when it comes to that. (And yes ofc the carpet matches the drapes he has black hair lol).

♡彡 I = Intimacy : How are they during the moment? The romantic aspect.

• Oh he loooves to be really intimate. Calling you sweet italian nicknames, praising you on how good you feel/how good you respond to him, kissing you constantly, grabbing your hands, etc.

And yes, he does tells you he loves you right after you both cum. It’s almost mandatory.

♡彡 J = Jack off : Masturbation headcannon.

• He doesn’t masturbate that often, but when he does, he likes to do it in the shower. Mainly so he can feel extra relaxed once he comes out of it.

♡彡 K = Kink : One or more of their kinks

• He’s fairly kinky, surprisingly, though he has a soft approach with them. Anyways, here’s a little list:

— Choking, finger sucking, praise (for both ways please 🥺), hair tugging (on him), spit (will spit on your mouth, no questions asked), anything to do with mirrors (main reason why he has a giant mirror somewhere in his room), LINGERIE (on both you and himself), edging maybe, cum play, pet play, and biting.

♡彡 L = Location : Favorite place to do it.

• Either his room, or his office. Probably his room the most, he likes the privacy and intimacy of it. However he can’t deny that the thrill of getting caught in his office is kinda hot.

♡彡 M = Motivation : What turns them on/keep them going?

• Knowing that you’re enjoying it too.

I feel like he’s a very giving person, so there’s nothing better for him than to know that you’re feeling as good as him, specially knowing that it’s him who’s making you feel like this.

Praise him and tell him that he’s doing amazing please 🥺🥺

♡彡 N = No : Something that they wouldn’t do/turn off’s

• Probably anything extremely rough, like impact play or heavy heavy degradation.

He already sees enough violence on the daily, there’s no need to bring it into the bedroom too.

♡彡 O = Oral : Preference on giving/receiving, skill, etc.

• Again, he’s a soft/service dom. Which means that he can and will eat you out as much as he likes only to make you feel good/show his appreciation.

However he does enjoy the blowjobs from under his desk while he works a little bit too much.

♡彡 P = Pace : Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? Etc

• He likes to go at it slow and steady most of the time. Peppering you with kisses and whispering sweet stuff on your ear while he does it.

But he would speed it up or go a little bit more rough if you want him to. All you gotta do is ask~

♡彡 Q = Quickie : Their opinion on quickies, how often, etc.

• Not a big fan tbh.

He likes to take his time with you, so unless it’s a quick blowjob under his desk or something similar then don’t even bother to bring it up (mainly because he would tease you gently and make you wait until you both have enough time to actually do something about it).

♡彡 R = Risk : Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? Etc.

• He’s willing to take a few risks, if he thinks the cause for them is good enough. And he’s pretty open to experiment new stuff, as long as it’s not something extremely violent or rough.

♡彡 S = Stamina : How many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?

• To be honest, he can go for as many rounds as you want him to. Like I said earlier, he likes to take his time with you, so naturally, he does have the stamina to be able to do that lol.

♡彡 T = Toys : Do they own toys? Do they use them? On themselves or his partner?

• He owns a few toys, but mainly to use them on you. Like a couple of different vibrators, or buttplugs, etc. Though if you want to use them on him then he wouldn’t necessarily complain lol.

♡彡 U = Unfair : How much do they like to tease?

• Look, he might be soft and all. But this mf will tease the hell out of you when he’s bored.

I’m talking about secretly touching you under the table during a meeting, whispering dirty stuff on your ear as he passes by, taking you to a secret corner while you guys are doing something important just to have a little make out session and touch you just to leave you hanging. And stuff like that.

♡彡 V = Volume : How loud are they? What sounds do they make? Etc.

• He’s not that loud, but he does make a lot of pretty sounds.

Grunts and deep moans while he fucks you, also panting. Will moan while giving you head, or while kissing. And the only time when you’ll get to see him whiny and flustered is when you give him a blowjob, idk why.

♡彡 W = Wild card : A random headcannon for the character.

• At some point of your relationship he will get you a matching lingerie set like the one he wears under his suit. And yes, he’ll make you wear it constantly, specially if he can see bits of it through your outfit. He thinks it’s cute lol.

♡彡 X = X-Ray : Let’s see what’s going on under those clothes

• His dick is a little darker than the rest of his body, like, it’s tanned almost. And he’s cut, for sure. Probably average length, but it’s more on the thicker side, and it’s quite veiny tbh.

♡彡 Y = Yearning : How high it their sex drive?

• Meh, it’s pretty regular. He’s not that much of a horny bastard, but he still likes to do it once a week or something just because he can (and if you’re up for it of course).

♡彡 Z = Zzz : How quickly do they fall asleep afterwards.

• He does get a little more sleepy after it, but he doesn’t fall asleep that quickly. Which is why he mainly likes to make sure you’re doing alright afterwards and just treat you some more.

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Destroyed by Each Other

A/N: Hi everyone! This fic isn’t new, but the link to this story isn’t working so I’m posting it again. Hope you enjoy it again!

Warning: Unprotected sex, Oral sex, birth control, condom talk, language, and happy ending!

 It’s happening so quick. Before I can even say a word, Jason’s head is already lowered down, and his mouth contacts my overly-sensitive pussy. He licks an agonizingly slow lick up my slit and to my clit. “Oh! Fuck!” I cry out. The touch of his tongue is wonderful. I can hear him smirk and repeat the same actions. But it’s torturing me more and more. I reach out to tug on his dark hair; and gain some stability because I know I’ll be falling apart soon. “Fuck Y/N...you taste so fucking good. I think I wanna stay here and eat you all day long,” Jason moans against me. The vibrations send heat throughout my body. He begins to suck my clit gently and then furiously. The long torturous circular licks around my clit has me whining beneath him. His patterns, techniques, and patience prove how much this means to him. How in the fucking world can Jason Todd be the master of eating pussy? I’ve never felt this way during oral sex. Maybe my ex-boyfriend’s never knew what to do and never took in consideration how to build me up, and instead just fuck me without giving me an orgasm first. Jason Todd is the perfect fucking gentleman. It’s like he knew what my body was dying for. He knew the sensitive spots and knew how to work me up instead of just ramming fingers and fists inside me. Jason moves away for a second to quickly kiss to my thigh. I whine and try to grip the tile beneath me. He returns to my clit and licks it slowly but runs his tongue faster now and looks up at me to see my face flushed and sweaty. My moans must be boosting his self-esteem. He chuckles when I try to move my hips against his mouth. I need more now!  

Jason becomes protective in a sense to hold me, but since he’s eating me out, he uses his hands to hold my legs down, but one hand continues to rub my thigh.

I’m gasping and whimpering pathetically, Jason has me under his spell. One of my hands is holding myself up in a sitting position, while the other is pulling Jason’s hair. My hips move against his mouth, I need more constant friction and touching.

A long finger enters me.

“Jason! Oh my God!” I pant, as he moves it inside and out of me. It’s not enough. “I need more! Please!”

Jason glances up at me. His mouth is wet from my arousal, but the shit-eating grin is there again. “What’s that doll? You want more than that? How about this instead?”

Another finger, and the curling motion to rub against that sensitive but perfect spot has me a moaning and gasping mess. My body feels like I’m on fire, and I’m only going to keep burning and burning until the last spark.

“Oh fuck, Y/N. You’re so fucking beautiful. I wanna see you cum so bad. I wanna taste your cum. And to think it’s all because of me would make it so fucking delicious,” Jason pants. His fingers continue working their magic inside me; stroking my g-spot, as his thumb rubs relentlessly against my clit.

It’s all too much. The overwhelming pleasure has me gasping for air, and tears are running down my reddish cheeks. I remove my hand from his hair and reach out to move him up to where I’m sitting.

Jason’s eyes are focused on me. The pupils are dilated to where the blueish, gray eyes are vanishing for a moment. His mouth is parted, and he’s breathing heavily too.

Instinct takes over. I grab Jason’s face to kiss him. The second our lips touch, an electric spark shoots from my toes and to my stomach. I can taste myself on him, which triggers another moan from me. Our tongues are battling for dominance, he wins as usual and licks and searches throughout my mouth until I’m whimpering for more.

And then I clench and unclench around his fingers; gushing all over his fingers as the dam has been broken. I break away from his mouth and scream, the searing pleasure has me gasping for air.

Jason quickly moves back down and licks up my juices. Moaning and savoring the taste he helped me make shows me what kind of man he really is.

It’s like Jason Todd takes pleasure in making girls cum that he might actually get off on just that.

He raises his head back up and licks around his lips. I stare at him and wonder what’s in those mischievous eyes.

“Holy fuck, doll. That was fucking hot, wasn’t it? And better yet, there’s still more.”

I shake my head no. I don’t think my pussy can handle more. The thought of more pleasure makes my thighs clench to shield my pussy. “No, I don’t think so, Jason. I-I don’t think I can do anything else.”

“Oh, come on baby girl. I need a release too! And since I made you cum, I think I deserve to cum as well, right?” Jason practically whines. He frees his thick cock from his boxers, and hastily parts my legs. He rubs the tip against my juices for lubricant. “And besides, I don’t think I’ll last much longer considering your orgasm was like foreplay for me. Just seeing you moaning and cumming on my fingers is enough to bring me on the edge. I don’t think this’ll be very long.”

With one more kiss from Jason, he thrusts himself into me; stretching me to the point where it hurt a bit but was pleasurable enough to want him more. He begins to thrust slowly and deeply, before my nails on his shoulders and chest scratch him to pick up the pace.

The sounds of skin on skin slapping is loud; I immediately wonder if Bruce and Dick can hear us. Dick must have already heard me during oral sex, and I wonder why if he’s still out there and listening to us.

It’s as if Jason knew I was thinking about Bruce and Dick. He snarls and slams his cock deeper and harder into me. I release a long overdue moan and scratch his back once more. He then lifts me up a bit, to the point where he’s holding me up and fucking me upwards to where he can hit that spot he knows so well.

“There...I-I found it...How many fuckers can say that when they’re fucking you, Y/N?” Jason pants, breathing heavily from his nose. He’s struggling to speak, but he wants to do much.

“N-not many!” I choke out. Jason’s cock is deliciously rubbing hard against the spot, and I know I’ll be coming undone any second.

“Good! Because this spot is MINE! Only I can find it and make you cum! You’re my cum queen now, Y/N!”

And Jason isn’t even quiet during sex; he’s very vocal. He often drops his head beside mine to groan loudly. Between our panting bodies, his hand slips down and rubs my clit hastily to get me to the edge where he’s waiting for release.

But Jason is still that guy who needs reassurance; who needs compliments because the guy has never been praised for much in his life.

“Oh Y/N. You’re so fucking good! You’re taking my cock so well in that beautiful pussy of yours. P-please tell me I’m good, too. P-please tell me I’m fucking you good, too,” Jason pleads, the look in his eyes breaks my heart.

“Y-you’re fucking me so good, Jason! You’re doing so good! I-I need more of your cock!” I shout uncontrollably.

Jason smiles sweetly. He kisses me harder which shows the confidence is back, and his thrusts are deeper, faster, and harder now.

I kiss him back harshly. Our lips must be red and chapped from sucking and biting each other’s moans. I bite his bottom lip once more, and I gasp into his mouth. My pussy clenches and unclenches around Jason’s, and my juices soak his cock.

“Fuck! Y/N! I’m fucking you so good! I’m gonna cum in you!” Jason groans loudly. His thrusts are getting sloppy.

“Jason, don’t cum in me! Pull out!” I warn him.

Jason thrusts a few more times, and then he shuts his eyes. His mouth is open, and he chokes back on his gasps. His orgasm must have been strong, and it takes a moment for him to open his eyes and breathe again.

He pulls his cock out, and he grimaced. “Oops.”

“J-Jason! Did you cum inside me?” I demand.

“Yeah...but you’re kinda ruining the sexy sex glow. It was hot, wasn’t it?” Jason breathes out.

“But you came inside me! Why? Why would you do that, Jason? It’s not exactly safe!”

“Yeah, but you’re on the pill, right?”

“Yes, but it doesn’t matter! It’s not a hundred percent effective! Oh my God! Do you do this with your other girlfriends?” I panic. Pushing him far away from me, I begin to get dressed, despite my legs shaking and my breathing uneven. I’ll have to tell Bruce. He’ll know what to do.

Jason quickly gets dressed and stops me from walking around him. “Look, I-I know what I did was stupid, but I don’t go around fucking girls without protection. I don’t trust any of them, and I’m obviously clean. So, you don’t have to worry about me giving you STD’s and shit,” he explains worriedly.

“I know you’re clean! I didn’t think you were a manwhore or anything. I just hope I don’t get pregnant because of one unprotected fucking!” I cry out.

“You let Bruce pull out. Isn’t pulling out just as dangerous as me cumming inside you?” Jason argues back.

I frown. I’m being a hypocrite. Jason’s right. Maybe I should be more careful and have better judgment. But truth be told, I don’t think I really regret anything.

“You’re right. I’m sorry. It’s just...well, you can go ahead and call me a whore too, but all I want is to have fun. I don’t want to settle down, have kids, and do the whole ‘family thing’ yet. After everything that has happened, I just...want to have fun and not worry. So, I guess in a way I’m only looking for sex and nothing serious right now,” I confess. I hope Jason goes easy on me and my confession.

Jason’s tall as fuck, he towers over me to where I must look up at him. He sighs, and then smiles at me.

“I get it. It doesn’t make you a whore unless you just fuck one person from now on. So, I guess you have to pick someone and just stick with them until you figure yourself out. The question is...” Jason says, before he tilts his head to the side. “Is it me?”

Before I can say anything, Tim and Damian come into the kitchen. The smell of sex is still strong and evident, and the paper towel with Bruce’s cum is still on the counter (which I believed I threw it away earlier, but I guess I never did). They raise their eyebrows at us, before Tim clears his throat.

“Wow, kitchen’s crowded. So, um...we’re going to leave now and see you guys soon,” Tim says anxiously before he turns away first to leave.

Damian raises an eyebrow at me. “Don’t even think Drake and I are next for your sexually active sessions, sister. If I had to support one of them for your sexual activities, choose the one man who really makes you feel special and worth it. But believe me when I say I’m just shocked and relieved you didn’t resort to male prostitution for your strong urges. Carry on then.”

With Damian gone, I exhale. Maybe it had been too long since I’ve been intimate and loved. And even though I’m not biologically related to anyone here, it just makes it more difficult to understand how I feel.

Never once has any guy here used me and thrown me to the side.

Never once has any guy here ignored me and abandoned me when I needed him the most.

Never once has any guy here made me feel unloved and alone.

I’m drowning in these thoughts when I barely notice Jason has been staring at me the whole time.

I wonder why he’s even staring at me. We just fucked, so shouldn’t he be off bragging about it to Bruce and Dick?

Because even now, I don’t know what he wants from me. I don’t even know what I want.

It’s as if he’s read my mind again. Jason wraps his arms around me and brings me into a bear hug I’ve seen and heard so much about. With a kiss on the forehead, he lowers his head to where our foreheads almost touch.

“Stop thinking so negative, Y/N. I really like you, and I’m not going to stop anytime soon.”

“We just had sex. So, shouldn’t we be done with each other?” I ask curiously.

Jason manages to look down at me. He frowns. “Why would we be done with each other? What we had was the most fucking hottest sex ever, and you don’t want me now?”

“I didn’t say I didn’t want you. I just figured you wouldn’t want me now after you’ve had your taste and fun,” I defend myself.

Jason looks destroyed. Pained, heartbroken, and rejected. The natural glow of happiness in his smile and eyes are gone. He releases me and takes a step backwards away from me.

“So...that’s what this is all about. You think I would just use you for sex, Y/N? You think Bruce and Dick are better than me, and would want you after a good fucking? Bruce and Dick may be more emotionally stable than me and have their shit figured out but look who’s still here after the good fucking! I’m the only one here, doll!” Jason snaps. He raises his voice and his fists are clenched at his sides, but I know that he wouldn’t hurt me. “What do I have to do for you to believe in me and see that maybe I’m worth it, too?!”

“You made Dick leave,” I point out.

“If he was man enough, he would have taken me out of the kitchen instead of just leaving you here!”

I feel like total shit. Maybe I shouldn’t have said what I said. Maybe Jason has grown up since I’ve known him. “I-I’m sorry...Jason. I just...well, I can’t make excuses for what I’ve said and done, but maybe I have shit I have to work on, as well. I really need to work on self-esteem issues and having more faith in those I love. I guess I’m not exactly on Bruce and Dick’s level.”

Jason sighs, and then looks back down at me. “I’m sorry, Y/N. I guess we’re more alike than what we thought.”

“I guess so,” I agree.

“Let’s just...start over. Can we?” he asks softly. Looking at me with hope in his beautiful and strong eyes.

“I don’t think I can have any more sex today, Jason.”

He laughs hard. “I was thinking of maybe getting food or something, and then just sit and talk,” Jason suggests. “That sounds much better,” I accept excitedly. “But I should probably point out, I can’t exactly walk right now.” Jason smirks, and throws me over his shoulder. With one slap on my ass, he walks us to the front door. “Then that means I did my job well.”

“That you did!” I approve. “You’re one lucky girl, Y/N.” “You’re one lucky son of a bitch, Jason.” “I am, but just remember, Y/N: you’re mine from now on. No more fucking other guys.” “Same to you, Jaybird. I mean, other girls though.” I laugh and receive another spanking from Jason.

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Bathroom & mirror

Request: Hey, I was wondering if I could request being at a party with Chris and he goes to the bathroom and you follow only for him to lift you on to the sink and eat your 🐱 then bend you over and fuck you hard watching you in the mirror

Warning: smut, oral(female receiving), unprotected sex, daddy kink, public place

Pairing: Chris Evans x reader

Word count: 1.2k

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Chris was looking absolutely amazing at the party you both were at. You just wanted to rip his tight shirt off and make love to him. It didn't help that every time you looked at him, his eyes were already on yours, with a smirk on his face. You had to quickly turn away before you ended up melting on the floor.

You took a sip of your wine, feeling it run down your throat. Setting the glass down on the table, you felt a hot breath near your right ear. "I'm going to the bathroom, I hope y'all Join me." 

His words made you shiver. He pulled away and walked to the bathroom. You turned around and looked at him. He turned to look at you, before turning back around and walking to the bathroom. You groaned, hoping out of your seat before making your way to an individual bathroom. Chris was barely in one when he turned around and saw you. He smiled and held the door open for you to come in. You walked into the bathroom, not before Chris slapped your ass. A yelp escaped your lips and you turned around to him. "Chris." He gave you raised eyebrows. "What, I can't slap your ass now?" You rolled your eyes and walked up to him. "It just caught me off guard. He nodded, humming softly.

Chris didn't waste anytime kissing you. His tongue slipped in your mouth making you moan from the warmness. His hands roamed your body before he settled on the bottom of your shirt. After a few minutes of intense kissing, Chris pulled away to take off your shirt, only to attach his lips back on to yours when it was off. You cupped his cheek, deepening the kiss. The sound of your moan mixed with Chris's deep one filled the room. 

Chris picked you up, sitting you on the marble sink. He pulled away looking at you. "Your so fucking hot baby." He attached his lips onto your neck, sucking your sweet spot. "Mm, Chris." You ran your hands through his hair pushing him close. Your eyes were screwed shut as you felt his warm tongue swirl over your skin.

Chris pulled away from your neck and looked back up at you. You could see the hungry in his eyes. He hands went to the back of your neck to give you a quick kiss before he pulled away. His hand fell to your back to unclip your bra. After a few seconds of fiddling, he had your bra off. Chris ran his thumb over your left nipple. The feeling of his cold hands against your nipple made you shiver. He latched his mouth around your right nipple, sucking and swirling his tongue around the bud, before pulling away with a pop. 

He trailed kisses down from your cleavage, down to your lower stomach. When he did reach it, he unbuttoned your pants, hucking his hand on both sides before pulling them down, along with your panties. He tossed them somewhere on the ground. He spread your legs open, settling himself in between them. You watched as he looked up at you with hooded eyes. "Can't wait to taste you." 

Chris wrapped his arms around your legs before he started devouring you. "Oh my gosh!"

 The sound of his tongue against your sex echoed through the bathroom. You could hear the party still going strong outside the door, but that was not where your mind was.

"Fuck, your tongue feels so good." You moaned loudly, wrapping your hand around your breast. Chris hand squeezed your thigh making sure they didn't close. He moaned Every Time his tongue lapped at your swollen clit. Chris pulled away briefly, replacing his mouth with his left hand. "Does that feel good baby." You nodded, gasping when he swirled his fingers faster. "Yes Chris, it feels so good." 

You heard Chris hum. "That's not my name pup." 

"Fuck daddy." Chris nodded "good girl." He praised, placing his mouth back on your pussy. His tongue ran in between your fold tasting your sweet honey on his tongue. "Taste so good." He whispered before licking up your fold again.

You placed your hand in his, pushing him closer. "Fuck daddy, make me cum." Chris dipped his tongue in your core. You could feel how sloppy it was down there as he ate you out. You rested your shaking arm on the counter, trying your best to hold yourself up. "Mm, daddy I'm so close."

You could feel the familiar warmth of your orgasm coming in your lower stomach. Chris glanced up at you, not bothering to remove his mouth from you. You shook under his touch and before you knew it, you were coming on his tongue. Chris made sure he didn't move until he knew he tasted all of you. When he was sure, he pulled himself away from your pussy right after placing a small kiss on your pussy.

As soon as he was standing up you kissed him. Chris' hand rested on your waist as he kissed you back. You could taste yourself on his tongue and it turned you on even more.

Chris pulled away from the kiss after a few minutes. "Get off of the counter." You did as he asked, hoping off of the sink. Chris turned you around harshly. You looked at him through the mirror seeing his eyes on your. "I want you to watch me while I fucked you. Do you understand?" You nodded slightly. "Use your words pup." 

"Yes daddy." 

Chris started to unbuckle his belt. His eyes never left you as he did. He pushed his pants down, then his boxers. You could see his cock pressed against his stomach as his boxers came off. Chris took a hold of his member stroking it a few times. He used his other hand to push you onto the counter. 

He pushed his swollen tip against your cunt. You moaned softly, still watching him through the mirror. Chris pushed further into you, thrusting in and out during the process. You bite your lip as he gets further in you. When he couldn't go further Chris started fucking you.

He grunted softly when he felt how tight you were. "Shit baby, you're so tight." He gripped your hips getting better leverage. Your eyes were starting to water from how good it felt. 

"Uh.. daddy, you feel so good." Chris' eyes closed as he felt your warm pussy around him. Your hand was gripping onto the counter as he fucked you relentlessly. 

Chris opened his eyes back up looking at you. He let go of your right side and placed that hand around your neck. You lean back against his chest, his hand wrapped tightly around your neck. "I want you to scream as long as you can, so everyone can hear that you're mine."

Chris speeds up in you making you hiss and moan louder. "How's are you doll, huh?" 

"Yours." Your voice was low and that wasn't good enough for Chris. "Louder." He whispered into your ear, while his pace became faster.

"Yours." This time you said it a little louder, but Chris wanted more. "Louder."

"Yours!"

"I SAID LOUDER!"

FUCK I'M YOUR DADDY!" At that moment you came all over Chris's cock. "I'm yours daddy, all yours." Chris spilled his seed deep in you, grunting. You feel against the counter, using your shaking arms to hold yourself up. Chris pulled out of you, pulling his pants back up. 

"I don't think I can walk." You mumbled against your arm. You looked up to see Chris Smirking at you. "That means I fucked you good."

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Hii! Can I request the SFW Alphabet for Takumi from Fire Emblem Fates 🤪🤪 Y, I J and if you want, C. Thank you! I miss pineapple man sm like fr fr >~< even though I'm nohrian scum

Character(s): Takumi

Notes: don’t worry, i’m also a nohrian scum I also love Takumi and ur request is so adorable 💞💞 Hope you’ll enjoy this! (I had so much doing this X3 u can tell by how long this is HAHAHAHA)

Warning: soft Takumi—

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Takumi

Y= Yearning (Do they long for you? Will they find themselves missing you while you’re away? If so, how will they cope with it?)

♡Yes, even though he’s a bit (what do you mean by a bit?!) tsun-tsun but he longs for you. He’s always been insecure in his life. No one ever praise him, no one pays any attention to him. So when you came to the picture, he wants you to stay (why is this turning to a yandere—).

♡Takumi might not be the best guy out there but he tries his best. He conveys his feelings for you through concern of your battling skills (he reminds me of felix—) and your personal health. He would be very subtle about his feelings for you. So you need to be able to pick up on this or else you two will go nowhere 🙃

♡Yes. Whenever you go somewhere that isn’t in Hoshido, he will find himself missinv you. But, in true Tsundere fashion, he denies it 🙃. Of ccourse his retainers will pick it up immediately and tease him relentlessly. (Takumi is now a tomato—)

♡But everyone is wishing you’ll return this instant because they can’t bear to see the 3rd prince of Hoshido so lost and clumsy. Like srsly. You’ll find him lost in thought while twisting fhe object he has on his hand (one time it was an arrow and he managed to stab himself with it 😐). So please, for everyone’s sake, come bak—

I= Intimacy (How romantic are they? Do you two often go on dates?)

♡Takumi is nervous and might be a bit clumsy when showing affection. But not to fear! He’ll immediately fall victim in your embraces and kisses. He’ll leave kisses on your forehead when you two cross paths (yes, even if someone is there).

♡Takumi might not look like it (or act) but he’s actually romantic at heart. He plans dates for you two ahead of time. It usually includes stargazing, picnic date, lazy dates, or just plain walking around. Even if its simple, I feel like Takumi makes it more romantic (with Oboro and Hinata being his wingman and wingwoman).

♡Not really often, but still enough. Like I said, he plans the dates ahead of time. If there is a festival, then why not have a date there? If he found a spot abundant of fireflies, okay, lets have a date here. Yeahh.. I’m in love with him but I’m a nohrian scum—

J= Jealousy (How often do they get jealous? Do they get easily jealous? How will they react?)

♡Takumi is easily jealous, it stems from his insecurities. When he sees you talking with his retainers or brothers or anyone in the camp or a random person, he would immediately be jealous. But it’s not like he doesn’t trust you! He trusts you but.. he can’t shake the feeling that he can easily be replaced. He knows he isn’t special, only having his Fujin Yumi as a weapon that makes him special.

♡Takumi being jealous is quite often. Especially if he’s having a bad day. Though if its a normal or happy day, he might tone it down a bit...

♡Takumi would glare at them from a distance while eyeing you two and crossing his arms in front of him. His grips on his sleeves tightened with each minute that passed. (His retainers are snickering behind him—) Until he can’t take it anymore and stomped over there. The next scenario now depends on who that person is.

♡ If its his brother and sisters, he would excuse you two politely. If its his retainers, he would just excuse you two and drag you away without waiting for their reply. If its someone in camp or random person, he might not as well speak and just drag you sway. (Unless thats Azura or Corrin, then he’ll politely excuse you two). It either ends up with that person smirking (his retainers), sighing (siblings) and plain confusion (random people).

C= Cuddles (How often do they cuddle? How are they when they cuddle? What cuddle position do they like best? Are they the Big Spoon or Little Spoon?)

♡Quite often surprisingly. I can see him actually being touch-starved, so he might cling to you a bit. I will, and must, compare him with a koala (HAHAHA). He will cling to you like that so that you can’t escape ( and leave him ;-; i love u so much bby—)

♡Takumi usually cuddles if he’s tired and worn out by all his training, or just wants to shut down. He gets depressed easily, so he’ll immediately seek you out for comfort. This’ll also be the only time he lets his guard down completely, cherish it while you can—

♡He actually likes being the Little Spoon surprisingly. Even though he should be the big spoon (because, duh, his pride), but he just wants to unwind in your arms. So he likes the little spoon better than being the big spoon. He wants to feel protected, loved. And that’s the way he feels with you.

♡He loves to put his head on your chest, ears on your chest, listening to your heart beating. It calms him down so you better let him do it— his arms are loosely yet firmly wrapped around your waist. You can also remove his ponytail and run your fingers through him. He might be able to sleep if you continue doing that—

[diyunho]

The Joker x Reader - “Gotham Comic Con”

The Joker and his girlfriend decided to attend “Gotham Comic Con” this year dressed as The Batman and Cat Woman. It took Y/N some time to convince her boyfriend but here they are about to have fun and nothing could spoil the event. Right?...

“Oh my God, this is awesome!” you giggle entering the venue designated for the yearly special event “Gotham Comic-Con” dressed as Cat Woman.

The Joker is right behind you sporting The Batman outfit and he flexes his knees a few times, growling.

“What’s wrong?” you ask although you have a clue because J’s been complaining about since he got off the van parked on Lot B5.

“I hate these stretchy pants! I don’t know how that asshole does it!”

“You’re the one that insisted to come as Batsy,” you reveal point out the truth. “You could have been anyone else.”

“Like who?”

“Cinderella,” you elbow him and your boyfriend is not a huge fan of the concept.

“Why??!!”

“The drama, obviously,” you keep walking alongside him and he’s definitely ready to blow at your insinuation when you gasp. ”Baby, I think that’s Bane!” you gesture towards a massive individual flaunting a Sub-Zero costume.

“How can you tell?” The Joker squints his eyes and the bubbly Y/N has to say it:

“I would recognize his physique anywhere! Plus, he still has the scar between his eyes,” you pucker your lips and The King mumbles a bunch of PG 13 rated things regarding his business partner.

Why?

Last week they got into a brawling and almost killed each other.

The reason?

Y/N.

The Joker believes that Bane always flirts with you (which he does since he likes to refer to you as “a breath of fresh air”); stuff escalated until you had to break it up: J ended up with a busted lip, Bane with a cut between his eyes due to The Clown trying to stab him in the head and you ended up with an inflated ego.

“Hello Mister B.,” you tap the pile of muscles and he turns around to see who’s bothering him.

“Y/N!” he excitedly exclaims, immediately unhappy at the sight of his business partner. “Joker…” the low tone greets.

“Bane…” J sneers.

“What are you two doing here?” Bane inquires.

“Having fun; I finally convinced him we should do this and mingle for once. No better way to spend the day,” the bubbly comment pleases your conversation partner. “So we dressed up and here we are.”

“I must say you’re like a breath of fresh air,” Bane admires your skin tight costume and stilettos which prompts The Joker’s disapproval:

“If you want fresh air, go outside!”

“Make me!”

Oh no! Not again!

“Are you here alone?” you change the subject and distract them from getting into a fight. Not that you wouldn’t enjoy it, but… too many witnesses at the packed Comic Con, it could end up in a total disaster.

“With my niece and nephew. I lost them for a second and I’m searching the premises; they can’t be far,” Bane reports. “Which reminds me: I should get going and find them otherwise my sister will go ballistic. I’ll see you later, Y/N,” he acknowledges you and ignores your man.

“Bye Mister B.,” The Queen snickers at the evident teasing.

“Just her, huh?” The Joker grumbles. “What about me? Did you forget we have a meeting next week???”

“Too bad and super sad: I’m not talking to you!” Bane’s attitude emerges.

“I certainly could care less because I’m not talking to you either!” The King strikes back.

“Then what are we going to do?” Sub-Zero’s better judgement brings up a good argument.

“Y/N will translate!” J proudly states.

Oh no! Not again!

That means they will snarl and make weird noises and you’ll have to guess what it means; an absolutely excruciating task that even a breath of fresh air can’t accomplish without losing it.

Maybe you should let them kill each other. 

“Fine!” Bane decides and distances himself from the couple while the Joker shouts since he has to have the last word:

“Fine!”

“Mister Batman?” the 5 years old dressed as a hobbit shily tugs on J’s cape.

“Hm?” the fake vigilante looks down. The little boy suddenly sneezes and wipes his nose with the fabric as the mad man is less than lenient at someone ruining the outfit replica he paid a fortune to have.

“Goddamn…” and he can’t finish his sentence because a large group of screaming children surround him in a heartbeat.

“Batman! Batman!” they jump up and down hyped up to see their hero.

“Go away!” J attempts to reason with the sea of kids he has no patience for. Of course nobody can hear him over the deafening sounds that attract more offsprings and parents.

“That’s so cute!” one of the moms gushes and takes a picture. “It’s delightful seeing a guy dressed as The Batman performing such a public service for our town!”

“He loves people, especially babies, “ you lie without blinking and immortalize the moment yourself.

“Awww,” a few people sigh touched by your praises.

“He must be a nice dude,” a kid’s dad concludes and you sweetly smile from under your mask:

“You have no idea.”

Somebody from the crowd places an infant girl in The Joker’s arms and the mob goes ballistic!! Rosie cheeks keeps sucking from her binky, glaring at the interesting person.

Clapping, cheering and whistling intensify whilst J feels compelled by his increasing popularity to lift the 6 months old above his head for everyone to see how cool he is.

This is not bad, The King enjoys an endless string of applause and the sudden explosion occurring in the diaper followed by quite a foul smell puts an end to his exuberance.

“Jesus!” he crinkles his nose, appalled. “Whose kid is this?” he yells and the thrilled parent waves at him, taking back the stinky, adorable bundle of joy. “Uncle Batsy needs to run!!” J makes up a random plan although nobody can hear him: the noise is overwhelming after he hyped them all up.  “Let’s bail before they trap me again! Pretty soon I won’t be able to walk, Princess. Everything is crammed in there, a total mess! I hate stretchy pants!!” he addresses his woman and quickens the pace until an atrocious abomination stops him in his tracks.

A specimen mocking The Joker wearing a purple suit is getting quite the attention: over exaggerated red lips smudged over the lip line, tattoo on the forehead that spells “Cabbaged”, a bunch of cheap golden chains from the Dollar Store around his neck and a sloppy green wig complete the assemble in a cringy manner.

You are equally speechless and The Joker manages to utter:

“What… THE HELL… is that????!!!!”

“Ummm… a Clown?” your sassy remark doesn’t score high marks as expected; you feel his eyes burning holes through you.

“You’re hilarious! Would you like to share your standup comedy talents on the stage??!” his index finger points at the platform meant to host a guest appearance from Bruce Wayne in the next hour.

Courtesy of “Wayne Enterprise” sponsoring the event: free food and refreshments for everyone under 18 years old.

You don’t answer and pout, upset J’s pissed attitude is already ruining your mood.

“I’m going to kill that buffoon posing as me!” he inhales full of spite and reaches for the knife hidden in his left boot.

“You can’t…” you hesitantly halt his movement. “Dozens of people, that’s just asking for trouble!”

“I’m not going to let a prick disrespect me!”

“You won’t, we’ll figure something afterwards. We can wait for him outside in the parking lot and take care of it without drawing attention! Please?” you beg hoping he’ll listen to you. “Pleeeaaaase!!!!“ you insist, perfectly aware he’s about to commit murder regardless. “I have a bunch of VIP passes to take pictures with celebrities. You promised J!” you stomp your high heels, exasperated. “You promised we’ll have a fun date!!”

“Why do I have to take pics with celebrities?! I don’t like anybody!”

The look on Y/N’s face: sheer disappointment; most of her features are covered with the mask yet he can tell.

“But I like you so the most I’ll do is take a selfie with you!” The Joker makes amendments on his own terms.

The Queen sniffles, trying to bottle up her emotions and she can’t help it: she bursts up in tears at her boyfriend’s candor.

Oh no! Not again!

Why?

The King of Gotham says nice things maybe twice a year and each time you struggle not to cry but it’s impossible: how can one resist such charm?!

Your complete meltdown makes him roll his eyes while your shaky hand takes a picture of the royal duo.

“Ugghhh…” J’s grimace turns your attention towards him.

“What is it baby?” you wipe your tears with his cape.

He would probably criticize such affront still there’s a pressing issue taking precedent.

“Princess, these tights are making my legs numb. I can’t feel my crown jewelry anymore.”

“Huh?” you forget to weep, startled.

“Cursed stretchy pants! I think I won’t be able to have sex for a month!” The Joker stretches his feet, uncomfortable.

“What??!!!” you raise your voice, panicked. “A month???!!”

Hell no!

Y/N grabs The Joker’s right hand and starts dragging him after her, yelling:

“Out of the way! Out of the way, it’s an emergency!!” whilst everyone is wondering how can someone wearing those 7-inch stilettos can march so fast.

“Where are we going, Pumpkin?!” J is inquiring and you yank at his arm, alarmed.

“To the car!”

“Why?”

Y/N doesn’t have time for explanations: she basically flies across the parking lot to get to section B5, opens the van’s back door and shoves J inside. He lands on his abs as you relentlessly pull on his boots, accomplishing to take them off in record time. Then you heave at his tights, huffing a storm at the stiff garment:

“I’ll be damn if I’ll wait a month for a ride in Funky Town!”

A mother and her 11 years old son pass by and she covers his eyes, horrified at the indecency as she guides him throughout the maze of vehicles.

“There are children here!” the woman protests. “Get a room!”

Luckily, she wasn’t heard by The Clown and his girl because… victory! The stretchy pants are off, J only in his boxers now.

“How are you feeling?” you roll him and he exhales, assessing the damage succeeding Y/N swift actions.

“Not sure, same?... Sit on my lap,” J offers and you don’t need a second invitation.

“Well?” you hold in the anxiety reaching high levels under these dire circumstances.

“Dunno, kiss me and we’ll see.”

You kiss him and he purrs.

“Well?” you interrogate again.

“Kiss me again!” he orders and you put more passion into it since your future happiness depends on it. “Hmm…” J groans. “I believe things are improving.”

“Yeah?” Y/N is about to have another breakdown although J didn’t say sweet rubbish; it’s just that kind of occasion.

“U-hum!”

“Then… what do you say we go home and celebrate your recovery?” you whisper in his ear.

“What about Comic Con?”

“Screw it!” you hop off his knees. “I’ll drive, you focus on your convalescence, ok baby?”

“Ok,” The Joker agrees and begins to stride around the van as Bruce Wayne’s limousine happens to drive by, the billionaire preparing to attend the event he sponsored.

“Stop the car!” Bruce commands at the weird view in the distance: a man wearing a replica of his Batman suit-- helmet, mask, gloves, cape… but no pants or boots, the bottom part of his attire consisting solely of underwear. “Right when you think you saw it all…” he shakes his head in denial, oblivious about who the person is.

Mister Wayne should at least have some empathy for the man enduring those tights for as long as he could; it might not be a record, but who could ever beat the real Batman at wearing stretchy pants anyway?!

Also read: MASTERLIST   

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[that-yandere-life]

Tony Dinozzo

[Thank you so much babe for helping me celebrate! I hope that you enjoy, and that this is what you were wanting!]

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

Tony is a pro at the end of the day, and while he does have a tendency to be a cocky prick at times, he never would be that way to you. So he makes sure to properly tend to your needs after the two of you finish. 

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

Favorite part of his: His mouth, let’s be real. Not only does he use it in his everyday job, sometimes to excess, but he uses it even better on you. Sending you into blinding orgasm after orgasm before ever entering you. 

Favorite part of yours: Tony is definitely a butt guy, loving to watch you walk away no matter what you are wearing at the time. Spanking it playfully, or with relentless punishing if you decide not to listen to him.

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

Inside of you, of course! Usually in his past trysts he would use a condom, but he refuses to do so with you. You are his, and that is his way of proving it not only to you, but to himself. However if you get super upset by it, he will settle for cumming on your ass. 

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

Part of his booty worship includes frequent rimjobs, and begging you for anal. Quite literally he would do anything for you if you let him. 

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

Incredibly experienced as he has never really been the type to settle down until he met you. That just means more knowledge of which he can use to please you. Willing to start at the top and work his way down.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Doggie style, he wants a full view of your “best asset” as he is thrusting into you, going as deep as he possibly can. Not to mention he can give you a few well placed smacks on your cheeks as motivation.

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

It’s more rare for Tony to be serious than it is for him to be goofy. Always making you laugh, cracking some dirty joke in an attempt to be sexy. It doesn’t mean he doesn’t value engaging in the act with you, it just means he is comfortable around you enough to be himself.

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

Typically well trimmed, but not hairless, it is all about presentation in his mind. Wanting to appear his best when stark naked in front of you. 

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

There are some times where he is overly romantic, telling you every feeling he deals with when it comes to you. However those times are more rare, typically he goes into it just wanting to make sure that you cum as many times as he can muster.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Before he met you he was a chronic masturbator, having to engage in the act every night before he could even attempt to sleep. It has gone down drastically to just whenever you aren’t in the mood, or you don’t feel well.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Daddy kink, you can fight me on this one. LOVES the feeling of having some kind of authority over you. Being able to punish you if you act like a brat, making you get down on your knees before him and show him just how sorry you are. Don’t disobey him, unless you want to be bent over his lap, counting smacks until you are sore and raw. 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Tony isn’t picky honestly, he will fuck you wherever you are, after finding at least some minor privacy. Doesn’t wait until you get home to screw, because where is the fun in that?

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

Whenever you are walking away swaying your hips and ass in front of him, even if you aren’t doing it with that intention. Or calling him Daddy in any capacity, even sarcasm will get him going.

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

I can’t see him wanting to cause you significant amounts of pain, the most he wants to do is spank you. That gets his point across as it is, so he refuses to go any further than that, not seeing a reason for it.

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

Don’t get him wrong, he enjoys making you get on your knees in front of him. However he LOVES going down on you, and should really be teaching a master class in the art of oral. Every move he makes is calculated, and thought out ahead of time. 

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

If you request it he will go slow and sensual, otherwise it’s fast, rough, and long with him. Wants to give you a good time, while also pounding you into the mattress relentlessly.

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

Always down for a quickie, loves them almost as much as he loves you. (Which is a LOT) The desperate shuffle to find somewhere safe to get down, the passion, not being able to make much noise. 

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

Please Tony’s middle name should be risk taker, not only does he take risks with his job, but even more so with you. Wants to try everything, exploring things he has never tried before but always wanted to. 

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

Hours and many rounds but not quite all night like some people can. Don’t worry you will be thoroughly satisfied by the time he is finished. Many, many times over. 

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

Tony would gladly use toys on you, or buy them so he can watch you use them on yourself. Already has a vibrating cock ring to increase his stamina, while also increasing your pleasure.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He loves both, he loves to tease you, and he absolutely loves it when you tease him. Of course that is because you are going to be punished later for having the gall in the first place. 

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

Constantly talking, praising you, punishing you, dirty talk, you name it and he is spouting it off the entire time. Refuses to shut up even during the act of love making, but you wouldn’t have him any other way.

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

Makes you wear a butt plug when going out with his friends, or even just going out to dinner with him. It’s his one little way of showing ownership over you, it doesn’t matter that the only one that knows is the two of you.

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

Average length, but above average thickness. Knows exactly how to use it.

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

Pretty high, but not overly so to where you can’t handle it. So slightly above average is where he would land?

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Immediately after making sure you are cleaned up, constantly giving it his all during your sessions. Almost little to no energy will be left after, so be prepared to rest in his arms for the night.

[rexsjaigeyes]

Steve Murphy NSFW Alphabet

Warnings: mentions choking and semi-public sex

A/N: This is my first nsfw alphabet so lemme know what you guys think!

Gif by @sweetbulletproof​

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

Steve’s got that polite Southern charm, so you know he’s the best at aftercare. Once you both catch your breath, he holds you close and presses kisses on your head. He always makes sure you’re comfortable on the bed before getting up to grab a wet cloth to clean you with. Or if the situation calls for it, he carries you to the shower to clean up. Most of the time, your intimate moments with Steve happen in the middle of the night when he comes home from work, so it usually ends with him holding you tight and lulling you to sleep with his gentle kisses.

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

He loves the way his mouth makes you feel when he’s eating you out or when he’s kissing you. This man knows exactly what he’s doing with his mouth. Plus, he knows you love the way his mustache tickles your body when he’s dragging his lips down your hips.

On you, his favorite body part is your neck. The most common place he’ll hold you while fucking you is your neck. If things get really heated, he might squeeze your neck gently, knowing it never fails to turn you on. His big hands wrap so easily around it, and he loves the sense of control it gives him. He loves leaving dark hickeys all over your neck, especially on days when he missed you so damn much and just wants to remind you how much he loves you.

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

Steve doesn’t really have any preferences about where he can cum, as long as he knows you’re okay with it. He’s not the type to command you to swallow if you’re sucking him off. He always warns you when he’s about to cum, and if you do decide to swallow, the amount of praise he gives you is insane. Even though he doesn’t have a preference, he’ll never pass up on the chance to cum inside your pussy if you allow him. He can’t get enough of how you milk his cock when he’s cumming deep inside you.

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

He’s always secretly wanted to fuck you in a public place, mostly because he swears sometimes he feels like he just can’t keep his hands off you no matter where you are. The only reason this hasn’t happened yet is because besides the Embassy, there hasn’t been many other opportunities for Steve to carry out this fantasy.

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

He’s had his fair share of experiences, so he definitely knew what he was doing when he started seeing you. However, moving to Colombia definitely changed the way he fucked you; on certain days he’d be like a completely different person, roughly handling you and being in total control. This was something he was a little less experienced in, but it happened so naturally that you didn’t question when he’d get a little rough with you.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

When he’s in a loving mood, he enjoys when you ride him while he sits up against the headboard of the bed. He likes feeling every inch of your skin pressed against his, and this is a classic example of a position in which he’d grab the back of your neck to keep your face close to his. He likes facing you whenever he’s desperate for your touch; he needs to have easy access to hold you close and kiss you while you rock your hips against his. When he’s stressed or wanting to be a bit rougher, doggy style is his go-to position. He pounds into you relentlessly as both of you quickly chase your release. Sometimes, he’ll push your head down against the mattress and hold you in place while his hips slap against yours.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment or are they more humorous?)

All of Steve’s goofy moments stopped as soon as you moved to Colombia. Everything that he has experienced there has made him more of a serious lover. But while he might not be so open to cracking jokes while being intimate, that doesn’t mean that he can’t enjoy sweeter moments with you. You know that behind his tough façade, he’s really just trying to keep it together and not break down from how dangerous and frustrating his job is.

H = Hair (how well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes?)

Steve’s not overly hairy; his chest, arms, and legs are basically as smooth as a baby’s bottom. In fact you swear sometimes he’s only able to grow facial hair aside from the hair on his head. That being said, the most hair he has below the waist is a light happy trail. He keeps everything pretty well-groomed, and you’re thankful for it.

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

He’s more romantic when he’s had a less stressful day at work. Those are the days when he takes his time with you, and the sex is definitely more tantric when he’s in a romantic mood. Eight times out of ten, Steve is more intimate with you than rough. He prefers slow, deep thrusts while he’s holding onto you lovingly. And the amount of passionate kisses he gives you makes you feel like your head is spinning.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Before he was with you, this was a very common occurrence for Steve– especially after a stressful day at work when he just needed release. But since meeting you, this hasn’t really been a necessary thing for him. The only (very rare) instances in which he’d rather touch himself than ask for your help is when he comes home late and you’re already passed out; if he’s in need of release during one of those moments, he just goes to the bathroom and handles it himself without waking you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Steve’s not an extremely kinky man; he likes to keep things relatively simple. But as mentioned in his dirty secret, he knows he gets a thrill from the idea of fucking you in a place where you could get caught. Oh and if anything, this man definitely has a choking kink when he gets rough with you. He never cuts off your breathing fully, but his large hand squeezing your sensitive neck makes you see stars while he’s fucking you hard.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Like I said, he wouldn’t mind other semi-public locations, but there’s never really a chance for him to do that in Colombia. But he doesn’t mind the privacy of your home.

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

This man could probably get turned on by any little thing that you do. But what never fails to get him going is when you take care of him or try to cheer him up after a rough day. He’s not sure why, but the way you hold and comfort him in those moments always makes him want to show you how grateful he is for you (which leads to sex).

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

Steve is not okay with sharing you in any kind of way, so threesomes are off the table for him. He doesn’t really like the idea of causing you too much pain, but if it’s something that you want, he’s okay with it after he does extensive research on how to make sure you’re safe. But it’s something that would only be done for your pleasure. The most he’d get turned on by is light spanking and choking; anything more than that would not really do it for him.

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

He’s never gonna turn down a blowjob from you, but he also loves eating you out. If you offer to suck his dick, he’d be more than happy to give you what you want. He lets you take control while he just enjoys the feeling. He’s a praiser when you suck him off, and it’s like he just can’t stop talking when your mouth is wrapped around his cock. He’ll keep one hand in your hair and look down at you with a small smirk on his face while you take your time pleasing him.

What’s even better than feeling your mouth around him is when he has the chance to taste you instead. His favorite thing to do is suck your clit while two of his fingers tease your entrance. He would stay like that for hours if you let him, but eventually you get tired of his teasing and beg him for more.

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

Most of the time, he is just naturally slow and sensual. But even when you’re both slowly rocking against each other, the amount of power behind his thrusts is enough to knock the breath out of you. His deep strokes always hit the right spots, and you lose your damn mind over how well he knows your body.

Q = Quickie (Their opinion on quickies rather than proper sex, how often)

Even though he knows that quickies would be more convenient given his demanding work schedule, Steve rarely gets the chance for even a short quickie. With him, it’s either long sensual nights or harsh, angry fucking when he has a rough day at work. Aside from that, there are many days that he’s just too tired from chasing Escobar to even think about sex.

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

He’s open to trying new things, but because of his lack of time and energy, he keeps it fairly simple. Once, he had a day off, so the two of you fooled around with his handcuffs, but that’s probably the kinkiest he’s ever gotten with his limited free time in Colombia. The risk of getting caught definitely turns him on, but as mentioned before, it rarely happens.

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

If he’s got the time, Steve can literally spend hours in bed with you. Both of you enjoy building up the moment before finally having an orgasm, so most of the time it lasts just one (really long) round. Like I said, Steve’s a very intimate guy, so he’s the kind of guy to prefer tantric sex than anything else.

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

Steve is a simple man and doesn’t normally rely on toys. He’d much rather use what’s lying around to tie you up. And if you’re in need of release but he’s too tired, he settles for eating you out or using his fingers to please you quickly.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

There’s only been a few cases where Steve teases you. He’d rather just be inside you and keep the pace slow for long periods of time to build up the intensity of your orgasms. Again, tantric sex is his favorite thing in the world.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what noises do they make)

Steve is very vocal when he’s on the receiving end of pleasure. He’s not too loud but the moans that spill from his mouth are like music to your ears. And the way he praises you turns you into a damn puddle. When he’s fucking you, he always whispers how amazing you feel in between all the kisses he gives you. He still moans a lot, but it’s mostly muffled by your mouth or your neck/shoulder if he bites down on your skin.

W = Wild Card (random headcanon)

Since he’s a pretty big man (6’2”), he does have a tiny bit of a size kink. He loves seeing how small you are compared to him, and this is definitely something he likes bringing up when you’re clenched tightly around his cock. But his absolute favorite moment to mention how small you are is when he’s in a rougher mood and has one hand wrapped around your neck. That’s the one time when he gets a little cocky and whispers the filthiest shit in your ear while his other hand teases your clit.

X = X-Ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

Steve’s not too big; he’s about 5-6 inches when he’s hard. But what he might lack in length, he definitely makes up for in girth. He’s got a decent amount of veins that are visible, and you swear it’s like you can feel them brush against every inch of your walls when he’s deep inside you. He’s the perfect size for you, stretching you out just the way you like it without being too painful.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive)

At the beginning of your relationship, you thought maybe you were doing something wrong or maybe Steve was getting affection somewhere else. But then you realized that the poor man was just so exhausted at the end of every day that he could barely stand let alone have sex with you that often. This is really the reason why he makes up for it with long sessions rather than short but frequent ones. Once you get him going though, he could fuck you all day long.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

You’re the first to fall asleep, especially since most of Steve’s nights are restless. He cuddles you in bed until you’re fast asleep and then leaves to smoke a cigarette and look over some files on various narcos. When he’s finally too tired to keep his eyes open any longer, he joins you in bed and falls asleep quickly with his arms wrapped around you protectively.

Thanks to @sirianfromsixties​ for helping me with this shit (reluctantly lmao)