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jacy-gir1 · 10 months ago

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Heyyy, NSFW alphabet featuring shinsou. Obviously 18+

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

He is the kind of guy to be instantly tired, he wants to hold you, lazily kiss you, cuddle you as you fall asleep after sex. He doesn’t mind if there’s a little mess and your both naked he just wants you in his arms.

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

Thighs absolutely no questions asked. He wants to kiss them, touch them, squeeze them, put his head in between them, you name it. There’s no better way to relax after a long day of work then to lay down in your pillowy thighs.

C = Cum (Where does he want to cum?)

Back to the last one, thighs definitely. If they aren’t available then stomach, back, or tits. There’s just something about seeing himself sprayed on your body it’s like an animal marking there territory.

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

Actually really into dominantrics (idk how to spell that just go with it) but would never tell you because he’s super embarrassed. He secretly would enjoy being bossed around, told how to please you.

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

He’s watched a fair share of porno but was a virgin before he met you, surprisingly he was a natural in bed, a quick learner you’d call him.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary, some may say it’s boring but it gets all the right spots, he can kiss you while rearranging your guts, easy access to your clit and curves, and best of all your neck is so so easy to grab.

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

Very serious, so serious it’s goofy

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

Carpet matches the drapes, purple stubble

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

Less romantic then you’d expect, he’s a fan of hard kinky sex, not the type of stuff you’d call “making love” but it’s romantic in his own way.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

A lot, If he’s horny and your not available his hand is on his cock. He jacks off to pictures of you in a swimsuit. He has jerked off next to you in bed while you were sleeping multiple times, he dreads you waking up but also gets off on it

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

About the level of kinky as you’d expect, he’s into shibari, putting you in collars (a little pet play), and using his quirk on you.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Bed, it’s the most comfortable for both of you and you don’t have to worry about it not working for his favorite positions.

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

Mostly you teasing him but sometimes he just gets random boners. If you really want to get him going then strip tease when he’s not expecting it.

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

Role play, he hates thinking about fucking anyone but you. Other then that he’s super open to whatever you want to try; my man does not kink shame

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

Not very good at giving but lovvvvves receiving, it’s his favorite way to cum, with your mouth wrapped around him.

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

Very rough and fast paced, this man rails the shit of you it is not gentle. However if you feel like it’s to much he becomes more gentle with you, your pleasure comes before him.

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

Not a fan of quickies, he prefers longs nights where you can do multiple rounds and fall asleep after

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

Loves to push yours and his own boundaries, he’s not Risky in the sense of doing it in public though

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

About 4, you’ll know when he’s tired out

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

It’s hit or miss with toys but he loves putting you in collars and using controlled toys to tease and edge you with

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

His version of foreplay is teasing the shit out of you, but after that he just wants to get lost in you.

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

He’s a grunter and whimperer definitely, loud in a quiet way if that makes any sense.

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

Reads cringy smut fanfiction and imagines you as main characters

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

Like 6inches, not enough to be painful for you but big enough to make you feel like he’s in your stomach

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

Depends, it’s like seasonal with this man, super horny during winter, super chill during summer.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Two fucking seconds after he cums he’s snoring while holding you tight, more cuddles the better

#mha x reader #mha #mha smut #smut #shinsou x reader #shinsou hitoshi #shinsou smut

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lycanlupins · 5 months ago

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NSFW ALPHABET - Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler

Yeah, warning for NSFW topics!! I want to talk about this guy again 🤭

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

Very affectionate, he’d be the type to give you water and reassuring words. But also he’d want the same in return.

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

He loves his tail, no doubt about it. He knows it can wrap around his partners neck to squeeze or slide up their leg, maybe into some small, tight spaces that would make them come undone.

On his partner he loves eyes, he loves watching them as they reach their climax, the pure bliss and love in their eyes.

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

He likes to cum inside his partner, theres no use wasting cum and he enjoys feeling connected in that way. Plus he’s not one for a mess and maybe he’ll clean them up afterwards.

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

He likes to sneak into his partners room while they sleep or even when they’re gone to get off to the sight of them…or even just their underwear.

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

He knows what to do, he may have been a priest but he wasn’t always one. He’s been with a few people in his life and none of them had any complaints.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying):

Missionary, hands down. He likes the intimacy of it all.

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

He takes it VERY serious, its a moment for he and his partner to be together intimately, vulnerably, and he treats it with the utmost respect.

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

Well…he’s furry. He really doesn’t shave, but he doesn’t have to keep it shaved or anything, his hair doesn’t get unruly. His happy trail is just a little longer and a little darker than the rest of his fur but its still just as soft.

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

He’s so intimate, he wants to make sure his partner feels loved and needs the same in return. For him, sex isn’t just for pleasure or creating life, its an exchange of emotions between two people in love.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon):

He sometimes gets off but mostly he wants to be with his partner. He’d much rather feel their hand or mouth around him than his own, but when he can’t he’ll get the job done no problem.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks):

Religion Kink 100%

Breeding Kink

Watersports (man is German, he had to have a lil freaky in him)

Praise Kink (receiving and giving)

Corruption Kink (receiving and giving)

L = Location (favorite places to do the do):

His room or his partners room, he’s much too shy to be caught anywhere else.

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

Any time his partner gives him praise it goes straight to his dick. He has to excuse himself, and sometimes his partner, to take care of it immediately.

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

He’d never hurt his partner, EVER.

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

Giving 100% he knows his tongue is skilled and he puts it to use.

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

He’s slow and loving with his movements. He wants to make sure his partner is enjoying every last second with him.

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

He’s not a fan of quickies but sometimes it helps clear his mind before a mission so he’ll take his partner to the closest room for a quick fuck.

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

The only risk he’d take is maybe transporting the both of you somewhere like the danger room or the jet for some risky voyeuristic fun.

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

He’s got decent stamina, not too crazy but the more his partner praises the longer he can last.

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

He doesn’t personally own toys but he wouldn’t be against using them on his partner if they were to ask.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease):

He can be a bit of a tease, he likes to slide his tail against his partners leg/thigh under the table sometimes to get them riled up.

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

Surprisingly he’s LOUD. He also loves using German dirty talk and pet names to make his partner blush. He makes cute purring sounds when he’s on the receiving end of pleasure too.

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

He kept a pair of his partners underwear for when he’s on long missions so he could use it to get himself off.

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

7.5 inches, nice thickness and a pretty prominent vein on the side starting halfway up his shaft. Its (obviously) blue, but not furry, and its got a darker blue tip. It leans a little to the left and curves slightly upward as well.

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

He has a surprisingly high sex drive but he can keep it under control. He yearns for his partner 24/7 though and if he had his way he’d keep them with him so he could keep his dirty thoughts under control.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards):

Until his partner is fully comfortable and cleaned up he won’t sleep. He’ll make sure they’re all squared away before he curls in next to them and falls asleep on their chest.

#kurt wagner #kurt wagner smut #nightcrawler #nightcrawler smut #xmen 97 #my writing

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willowed-wisp · 4 days ago

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NSFW ALPHABET [ simon ‘ghost’ riley]

Just my opinion based on how Simon comes across in the games. It was quite fun to interpret it. Hope I didn’t do too bad of a job 🤞

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

Ghost would be more closed off to a one night stand, so it’s lucky if you even get his name let alone for him to stay after the sex.

As for in a relationship, he cares so deeply that if he’s jackhammered you he’ll find himself gently massaging your sore pussy- you did take him ‘so well’ after all (his words)

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

He used to hate his arms, all the scars he had endured but he paid good, well earned money on his sleeve tattoos. And with encouragement from his partner- he likes them.

As for you, your face. He rarely gets to see all of his own, so seeing your face in any sense is a blessing. For intimacy it’s a luxury to see your brows screw up and lips parted. He knows you don’t have the same benefit of seeing his ALL the time.

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

He likes the idea of claiming you by coming inside but the idea of children in a world like this… it scares him. Even if you’re on birth control… too much of a risk.

Simon loves seeing you on your knees, lips pink and raw after finishing down your throat. And you better be swallowing- he doesn’t like tryna get stains out of the bedsheets.

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

Wants to fuck you in close quarters to the rest of 141, and use his balaclava as a gag to shut you up.

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

Simon is said to be in his earlier to mid-30s and doesn’t have as much experience as the others but you’ve never complained about his skill before. He’s a quick learner.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

ADVANCED MISSIONARY; As said before, he loves your face. So something front facing but spicier than missionary- legs on his shoulders… laid flat on the edge of the kitchen table with him stood ploughing into you.

AGAINST THE WALL: Simon loves knowing it’s all him giving you pleasure- you clung to him for dear life. Nails cutting into him and limp from the waist down, he’s not shy when it comes to pain… not that kind anyway.

DOGGY: The only exception to him not facing you is when you’ve been teasing him all day long. He loves the roughness and how much of you he can feel at that angle. Intoxicating.

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

Simon goes Ghost mode during sex. It’s a scale of kinda serious to don’t talk kind of serious. Depends on how long he’s gone without it. If he’s on leave and it’s on the couch during movie night and you clash teeth- he’s so serious about it but when you start laughing, his eyes go puppy dog and he joins you in hysterics.

He can be very goofy so he has that side when his guard is down.

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

He likes to keep in tidy down there, not completely shaven but nothing to stop you from giving him sloppy head.

He has light eyelashes but the hair is so short you can barely see the true colour - a blondish brown colour.

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

Like most things with Simon, he truly depends on what mood you catch him in. He’s a chill guy, he’s the type to get you gifts without making a big deal about it.

He just wants your sole undivided attention, that’s romance in his eyes. Having a connection with you, spending time with you. So he’s kissing up your body, and eating you out like there’s no tomorrow without expecting you to return the favour.

Simon is all about eye contact, kissing and making you feel special in the moment. So I guess you could call him a pinch romantic.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Being away from you is a death sentence, but the mission is work. That doesn’t mean LT doesn’t jack off, to images of you riding him or panting beneath him, when he’s in the shower.

Off duty he has you, he doesn’t need to jack off.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

BONDAGE: Hands behind your back, tied with his belt. Or he doesn’t mind, he knows how to break out of ties anyway.

VOYEURISM: Loves watching you masturbate, revels in it because he knows he’ll have you coming on his cock in the next few minutes.

DOMINANCE: Not in an unhealthy way, he’s a BIG guy (and he uses it to his advantage). Caging you in and hitching you up at his waist, repeating the words, “Who do you belong to?” “Who makes you feel so good?”

And the answer every single time is ‘you, Si.’

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Nowhere public, there’s a reason he wears a mask in public let alone being caught with his dick out.

His favourite may be a wall, especially if Soap is staying in the guest room… because the master bedroom is beside it. Ghost is territorial like that, you’re his.

The bed is too comfortable for him when he’s initially back. Simon will hold your hips and watch you bounce on his dick while his back is on the fluffy carpet. Carpet burns were worth it.

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

Kissing his tattoos- man this guy gets pent up when you do that. All the way up his arm, through to his chest. Do this and you will find his trousers tented and tight.

Ghost is very susceptible to touch, he spends so much time trying not to get hit by stray bullets or by fists that when he lets his guard down- he really gets turned on by crotch palming or kissing. Makeout sessions quickly become a night long sex fest.

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

Hates being blindfolded, absolutely despises it. Even when relaxed it’s difficult for Ghost to just be Simon. He likes being able to see you, his PTSD comes in play there.

Also, another no no, is you wearing a skull mask or himself wearing it in the bedroom. When he’s at home, he doesn’t even want to remember what happened in the field. Let alone bring it into the most vulnerable position he’s gonna be in. He may even draw the line at face coverings in general.

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

As said before, he couldn’t care less if he receives. Only that he makes you cum at least once.

Don’t mistake that for him not liking blowjobs, he loves it- again, a touch thing but he would rather watching you come undone.

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

Like a lot of things with Simon, it depends on his mood and it you can handle it at the time.

Simon is a kinda soft dom because he cares about his significant other and doesn’t want to hurt you but if you can take it… you’d better find something to hold onto. Legs and abdominal muscles galore- he is a tyrant if you wish it.

But he doesn’t need to do that ALL the time, he can do soft and gentle just as well. Deep, powerful thrusts… letting you adjust after a couple of rounds.

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

If you’ve been teasing him, he will pull you into a restroom and have you drooling and seeing stars.

He prefers to have his time with you, to get you well adjusted for his size by fingering and then eating you out. Dragging out orgasm after orgasm to get you to relax.

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

He doesn’t normally like fucking in public, but as said before- if you touch him in the right places and tell him how hot you are for him… let’s say he will find a dressing room or bathroom stall (within reason) to stop his hardness.

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

Have you seen this man? 6’5” and muscles for days… Simon has a LOT of stamina.

The first week he gets home you’re lucky when he’s not inside of you. He can go multiple times a day for an average of two hour sessions. He likes to take his time with you.

Quickies wise about 6 rounds in a row.

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

Simon’s not a fan of toys. Doesn’t own any and doesn’t plan on buying. He’s sure in his abilities and when you a moaning mess impaled on his cock- he’d say you’re quite satisfied.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Edges you from time to time and make you beg for some release. But that’s only when he’s in one of his sarcastic moods- mostly after he’s hung out with Soap.

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

Not obnoxiously loud, but not quiet. His voices get a bit higher or goes lower when he says your name. Holding your hair while you’re on your knees, choking on his cock. It’s kind of addictive.

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

Your smell. Purposefully buries his nose in the crux of your shoulder in general. Especially when so close to his release- you’ve been squeezing his size continuously for the past five minutes and the scent of you, not your perfume or shampoo, can toss him off that cliff.

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

Above average at about 7.5 inches, but thick. No wonder he indulges in extensive foreplay before fucking you. He’s the perfect size, nothing too extreme but hits the correct spots.

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

He’s touch starved on missions and doesn’t fancy asking the boys for that, so he’s pretty horny. You don’t help dressing all pretty in white lingerie the day he gets back.

On a scale of 0-10, Simon is an 8-10.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Simon finds it difficult to sleep in general, only after a day’s fuck fest is he worn out enough to sleep soundly. Next to his partner.

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margoisthemoon2 · 1 year ago

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Halsin nsfw ABC

A/N: uhh i 100% live by helsin being a soft dom in public and a hard dom in private

NB reader so…yeah

* A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) ~ He is most defiantly a big aftercare person. Massaging your tender body and kissing any bruises you got. Running a bath and making sure you heal. “Are you okay my heart? Was i too rough?”

* B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) ~ waist. (Sounds weird ik). But he is a huge waist grabber. It makes it easier for him to manhandle you and keep you in place.

* C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) ~ He loves seeing his cum on your back or torso.

* D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) ~ none he choose to share everything with you

* E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) ~ VERY!! Dude has had plenty of partners over the years. He’s a man and he knows what he is doing and what he wants. End of story.

* F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) ~ Missionary. He wants to see your entire body on display as he rams into you.

* G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) ~ He can crake a joke or two but he’s more serious and paying attention if you’re enjoying yourself or not so he can catch you giving consent or using a safeword to stop

* H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) ~ It indeed matches. He doesnt like to shave often in other parts thats not his face but he makes sure it doesnt get too crazy down there

* I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) ~ Very romantic. Every position that is changed you can hear him say “Is this okay?” “Let me know if you dont like this” he is a huge kisser during intimacy

* J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) ~ He likes to get straight to it with you but when he is alone and thinking about you he would touch himself once in a while.

* K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) ~ Breeding. Even if you cant get preggers. Breeding.

* L = Location (favorite places to do the do) ~ Anywhere. Any time. But mainly in nature where you cant be seen.

* M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) ~ Just your presence makes him hot and heavy for you.

* N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) ~ He wont do bondage. He doesn’t want you to tied up, he knows how it feels to not have freedom

* O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) ~ Hes a big person on giving. He cant have intimacy if he hasnt gone down on you yet.

* P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) ~ All of the above. Sometimes depends on his mood. He can be rough and hard and other times he can be slow and take in the moment

* Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) ~ He likes quickies. Knowing that its what you both want and you are satisfied is most important.

* R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) ~ He a ‘dont knock it till you try it’ type of person

* S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) ~ He can go multiple rounds. He will go from sun up to sun down if you can last just as long

* T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) ~ He doesnt own any toys himself nor does he use them. However he is very open to you using a plug.

* U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) ~ Hes a huge tease. he loves rubbing your bottom getting closer and closer to your hole before pulling away and acting like he wasnt doing anything

* V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) ~ He grubts alot. A moan and here and there. But he loves cursing during intomacy

* W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) ~ He wants to go as deep as he can in you. Other than missionary he loves the position ‘Praying Mantis’

* X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) ~ He is big and girthy. Hes 7” soft and 7.5” hard and 8” around.

* Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) ~ Very high. But he holds himself back as long as he can

* Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) ~ It takes him a while to fall asleep. He always make sure you are comfortable and okay. About 95% of the time he wants you to fall asleep before he goes.

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littlesunshine1223 · 4 months ago

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Tyler Owens NSFW Alphabet

Pairing: Tyler Owens X Reader

A = Aftercare (what he’s like after sex)

He’ll be as gentle as he can with you

Cleaning you off, praising you, giving you kisses, getting you fresh clothes, snacks, and anything else you want

He makes sure you’re safe and comfortable before he worries about himself

B = Body part (your favorite body part of his and his favorite body part of yours)

What isn’t there to love about this man

He loves every part of you but overall he loves your neck and collarbones mainly because he loves leaving hickeys and kisses there

C = Cum (basically anything to do with cum)

He’ll ask before hand if you want his load in or out

He’ll happily do either

D = Dominant (how dominant he is)

It depends on his mood

Usually he preferred to be on top of you and in charge but sometimes when he’s tired and worn down from chasing storms but he’s still in the mood then he’ll let you take charge

E = Experience (does he know what he’s doing, his skills)

He knows what he’s doing but not in the “I’ve had 900 one night stands” kind of way

He just knows what to do in the moment to make both of you comfortable

F = Favorite position (Self-explanatory)

He is willing to do any position with you but if he had to pick he’d pick either missionary or doggystyle

G = Goofy (Is he more serious or goofy during the moment)

He might crack a couple of jokes during aftercare like, “My darlin’s all stuffed up” or “hope the stuffing wasn’t too much for you sweetheart”

Or if he pulled out and gave you a back-shot then he’ll call you his “work of art”

Other than that he can be serious in the moment

H = Hair (Hair pulling)

He loves when you tug his hair while he’s trapped between your thighs and drunk on your juices

I = Intimacy (how he is during the moment, romantically)

He can be very romantic if the two of you have all the time in the world before the next storm or the rest of his team is busy

He’s the type to sprinkle rose petals on the floor leading to the bedroom where he’s already on the bed waiting on you

J = Jealousy (Is he the jealous type)

He’s not really the jealous type

But on occasions where you’re being massively hit on and the person isn’t taking the hint to stop and leave you alone then he’ll start to get overprotective

Since you’re dating him you’ve been on the groups videos and he might get a little jealous when someone makes a suggestive comment about you

K = Kinks (One or more of his kinks)

He secretly loves when you overstimulate him just because you can’t get enough

L = Location (his favorite place to get intimate with you)

His two favorite places are:

The backseat or the bed of his truck if no one’s around

And the bedroom

M = Motivation (what gets him going)

You wearing his clothes or wearing revealing clothes are the two main things that get him going

He can’t help but admire your body while you’re bent over to get something from the kitchen cabinets

N = NO (something he will never do during the moment)

He will never do anything to hurt you or gross you out in anyway, shape, or form

O = Oral (does he prefer giving or receiving)

He loves to both give and receive

He’s skilled with his tongue when giving but can’t keep his noises under control when receiving because your mouth feels too good

P = Pace (is he fast and rough or is he slow and gentle with you)

It depends on how pent up he is

Q = Quickie (his thoughts on quickies)

He doesn’t mind them but he does prefer to take his time with you

R = Risk (does he take risks with you)

It all depends on the situation

If he’s really pent up and no one’s around his truck then yes he’ll risk it for the biscuit

If he knows Boone or one of the others will be coming back soon while filming then no he’s not going to risk it

S = Secret (a dirty secret of his)

He secretly wants you to ride him for hours until he goes completely numb from his hips down and his mind is only full of thoughts of you

T = Top, switch, or bottom (self-explanatory)

He prefers to be in charge but if you want to be in charge then he’ll submit to you for a little while but do expect for him to try to take charge again

U = Ummm… (I don’t know what to put here so random headcanon time)

He loves to leave hickeys all over you and isn’t opposed if you do the same to him

V = Volume (how loud he is during the moment)

He loves holding your hips and throwing his head back to moan whenever you’re riding him

When he’s in the process of pounding you into the mattress or the backseat of his truck then he’ll let out deep moans and grunts but if he’s close then small whimpers will start to work their way in

W = Wildcard (Random headcanon)

He loves when you praise him and take his hat while the two of you are just starting to get intimate

X = X-Ray (what he’s packing in those pants)

He knows how to use every inch of what he’s got

He’s a little over average size down there with a decent amount of girth

Y = Yearning (how high is his sex drive)

Sorta high sex drive

He can’t help it when it comes to you and your teasing

Z = ZZZ (how quickly he falls asleep after)

He waits until after you’re both cleaned up and you’re already sound asleep in his arms before he lets himself fall asleep

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hysteria-things · 9 months ago

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NSFW ALPHABET

read chris’s here

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: okay so long story short i was going to post the next part of promise last night but i got home from work, watched a movie, and passed out LMAO i never sleep well at night so your girl was tired🤣

i finished this today so i’m posting it now and then promise part three later! sorry for the wait :)

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

matt turns into a completely different human during aftercare. you guys would be done after a rough session and he’ll immediately ask if you’re okay at least a billion times and will get you anything you need.

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

his hands. will always be moving them on your body, and he knows you love it. if you guys are out in public or hanging out with friends he’ll still have a hand on you at all times.

a sucker for your tits. if you wear a tank top or a dress that shows cleavage he’ll be staring nonstop, especially when they bounce. will also play with them when you guys are alone.

“HONK HONK!”

“seriously?”

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

uses a condom but when he doesn’t, he’ll pull out and cum on your tits. if you’re on your knees, then he’ll cum on your face. he enjoys cumming on your body, to say the least.

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

he’s the dominant one but wishes you’d be more dominant with him. you’ve done it a few times, but deep down he wants to be submissive to you.

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

let’s be honest, he was a virgin when he met you. he’d never put himself out there but when you came into the picture something clicked in him and made him more confident in himself. he didn’t know what he was doing at first but learned quickly.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

he’s a cowgirl boy. the way your tits bounce in front of his face drives him up a wall. if not, then he’ll do missionary. more specifically where your legs are propped over his shoulders.

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

matt knows you like his humor, so he’s not afraid to tell some jokes. you feel safe and comfortable when he goofs around a little.

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

same as chris — not clean shaved but trimmed.

also doesn’t care if you have hair or not, but likes it when you have some just a little more.

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

no matter if you’re going rough or not, he’ll always hold you skin-to-skin and whisper sweet nothings into your ear. it drives you crazy when you feel his whispers against you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

one time you left a pair of your panties at his house, and he keeps them in his underwear drawer. when he needs to relieve himself, he’ll grab them and he’ll jack off to it.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

LOVES when you mark him. finds it so hot when you scratch up his back or leave hickeys on his neck to let everybody know you’re his.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

definitely the bedroom. he’s not the type to do anything in public, so either one of your rooms is the best bet. he’s a pretty private guy.

honorable mention is the minivan!

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

when you send him nudes. he could be filming a vlog or car video when he gets a message from you, and he’ll put the video on hold to speed over to you.

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

this was a little hard, but i think anal. for some reason, he finds it weird and also thinks that he’ll hurt you during it. just not his cup of tea.

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

although he is matt the munch, when you suck his dick it sends him to another universe. loses his marbles the moment you put your mouth around him and when you overstimulate him.

his skill is top-tier; can eat you out for as long as he feels like it.

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

he will go fast and rough if you tease him too much or if you’re acting like a brat, but other than that he’s in between. going hard to feel himself deep inside you, but will go slow at the same time.

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

not too often, but if you guys are hanging out with friends at his/your house he’s not shy to take you to the bedroom (or bathroom) for a few.

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

is a little skeptical when you ask to try something new, but will still experiment because he wants to see what makes you happy.

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

like one LMAO he’s not the type to keep going after you orgasm for the first time. once you guys cum, you’re both pretty satisfied as it is.

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

like chris, he doesn’t own any but you do. if you’re the dominant one at the moment, you’ll tease his tip with a vibrator to make him squirm and moan your name😇

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

he’s not much of a teaser in the relationship but you are. especially when you’re super horny, you’ll tease the crap out of him no matter what you guys are doing. you just want him to fuck the shit out of you.

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

BOY IS A WHIMPERER AND MOANER. if he’s not dirty-talking, he’ll bury his head into your neck and whimper about how good you feel wrapped around him. when he’s close, his moans will become more rapid.

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

if he’s playing video games, he’ll let you cockwarm him. it’s a fun little game he likes to play with you. his one rule is to not move, but if you do, he’ll bend you over the desk while you play the game for him. you lose every time.

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

looks lanky but has a decent build. when his body tenses as he’s fucking you, you see his toned muscles more clearly.

not as big as chris, but is more lengthy. i said what i said.

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

not as high as yours LOL. you wish you could fuck all the time, but he’ll have sex if the both of you are in the mood.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

no matter how tired he is, he’ll make sure your needs are fulfilled before falling asleep. he doesn’t want to leave you hanging. when he does go to sleep, he’ll wrap his arms around you and cuddle until you guys wake up.

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jobean12-blog · 9 months ago

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Everything

Pairing: Joel Miller x female reader (No!outbreak!Joel- friends to lovers)

Word Count: 4,359

Summary: You live next door to Tommy and fall into an easy friendship with him but then you meet his older brother and fall into a lot more than friendship but will Joel's struggles stand in the way...

Author's Note: This is for @the-slumberparty February Sleepover Challenge and Eight Types of Love. I went with Philia (deep friendship) again because I just love the whole friends to lovers trope and wanted to do something with Joel. This has a little of better off friends (in Joel's mind) too. Thank you loves for hosting and thank you all so much for reading! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics thank you Daisy! 🥰

Warnings: lots of tension, flirting, some light angst mixed in because Joel has his head up his ass, softness, fing-er-ing, o-ral (f rec), p in v, pet name, a curse or ten, Joel gets dom a bit- think that's it lol

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You begin to wake to the quiet sound of Joel murmuring in his sleep, the room dark other than the flickering television. His arm is heavy across your waist and your back is pressed to his chest. The warmth from his body has seeped into every part of you and you can’t help but snuggle into him.

He whispers your name and his arm tightens at your waist.

“Joel?”

With no verbal answer he starts to slowly roll his hips, introducing you to the hardness between his legs.

You gasp and meet his movements. He groans and his hand starts to move, his fingers finding the hem of your shirt and slipping under.

His hand continues to explore your skin as he mumbles sleepy words but you can only catch some broken phrases.

“…a dream…you’re too good…but it’s all I…”

His words trail off but his fingers keep wandering and when his hand slips down the front of your leggings you grab his wrist and push it lower, wiggling your ass against him with a desperate plea.

“Please Joel. More.”

He tugs you closer, murmuring in your ear with another roll of his hips. You moan out his name and he suddenly goes still, his panting breaths echoing in the quiet.

“What the hell?” he says into your neck.

Everything comes back to him in a rush. The movie, you falling asleep first in his arms and then his own eyes closing as he gave in to sleep. And now he’s woken up with his hand halfway down your pants and his arousal digging into your ass.

But there was more. Your whispered pleas, his name on your lips...had he imagined it all?

His eyes widen and he lunges up from the couch, away from you.

“Fuck darlin.’ I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

He rakes both his hands down his face.

“No. I’m fine,” you assure him. “It’s ok.”

“Were you even awake? Did you ask me to stop at any moment? Tell me the truth.”

He waits with a pained expression after his rush of questions, worry etched across his handsome face as he holds his breath.

“I was awake enough and I knew you were dreaming but I didn’t want you to stop.”

He swallows the growl that tries to burst from his throat.

“Why didn’t you want me to stop?”

He can’t help his question, can’t let his curiosity go unchecked even though he knows you’re too good. Too good to be true. Too good for him. That you deserved better.

You don’t hesitate when you answer. “It felt good, so good. I love having your hands on me.”

It’s too much, your confessed words already branding themselves onto his skin and as much as he wants to pin you back down to the couch and finish what he’s started he takes another step back.

“I thought I was dreaming…are you sure you’re ok?”

“I am and I should be apologizing.”

His hand runs forcefully through his sleep mussed hair and let’s out a quiet curse.

“We were both half asleep. It was nothing.”

He says the words without meeting your eyes and you withdraw with a sharp intake of breath and when he finally lifts his gaze to yours he nearly crumbles to his knees to beg for your forgiveness.

“Oh...I guess you’re right.”

You glance down at your hands and blink away the wetness in your eyes.

“I’m a guy darlin’…I fell asleep with you pressed against me, and I reacted. I’m sorry if you thought…”

“No. I didn’t think,” you whisper, standing and wrapping your arms around your middle like a shield.

“It’s late,” you say as you back away from him.

“Right,” he answers, having to hold himself back from reaching out for you.

He swallows hard before walking toward the door and slipping his boots on. He stares at you in silence before he quietly says goodbye.

You nod and wait for the door to close before collapsing back onto the couch.

Your first knock goes unanswered and when you catch the buzz of a saw on the other side of the door you knock harder. The sound stops and is replaced with the heavy footfalls of his boots.

He opens the door to reveal you standing on the other side in your pretty dress, cookie box in hand.

Once his initial shock wears off it’s replaced with the familiar intensity he holds only for you, as if you’re all he sees and it’s everything.

That’s why when he shouts, “what are you doing here?” you wince slightly.

“I’m here because I missed my friend,” you state. “And I brought you cookies.”

He wants to tell you he’s missed you for every second of the last three days. Wants to wrap you in his arms and keep you there forever but he remains silent.

When he doesn’t say anything you continue on. “Are you going to let me in?”

“If you don’t mind the mess, go right ahead,” he says, stepping back.

“I don’t,” you murmur and brush past him.

He sucks in a quiet breath when your scent wafts up to his nose and closes his eyes for a moment to savor it.

“Watch the tools,” he says. “You’ll get hurt.”

“It looks great already,” you tell him as you swivel on your feet, careful to mind any sharp tools.

Joel nods before rubbing the back of his neck. “I can show you around, since you’re here.”

He holds his hand out toward the steps and you start to walk up them. He keeps his eyes focused on your feet, willing them not to travel any higher to peek under the hem of your dress.

You walk from room to room as he explains what he’s been doing to the new house he’s renovating, your brightness emanating into every space and filling it up with new light.

“Why aren’t you at work?” he asks, his voice tight.

His foot kicks out at some saw dust, sending it dancing into the air, illuminated by the streaks of sunlight filtering in through the window.

“I took a long lunch,” you explain. “I have to go back soon, I just…”

“What? You just what darlin’?” he asks, hating his hard tone.

You place the cookies down on the work bench in the room and look him in the eyes.

“I hate that we haven’t spoken in three days. I hate not knowing if you’ll want to hang out with me again. I know you’re unhappy about what almost happened the other night, but I think you’re taking this a bit too far.”

He takes a step closer to you, keeping his hands on his hips, knowing if he reaches out to touch you, he won’t be able to stop.

“Back up darlin.’ Did I hear you say I was ‘unhappy’ about what happened?”

“Yeah…I know it was my fault. You left and I…”

“You did nothing wrong,” he states, moving closer. “Nothing at all. Are we clear?”

Your back presses to the wall when he’s close enough for you to touch and your brow furrows.

“But you were upset and I…”

His palms land flat above your head on either side of the wall, his teeth griding in his jaw.

“I’m warning you darlin’.”

Several seconds pass where your gaze lingers on his face before your lashes lower and fall between his legs to his obvious arousal pressed against the tight fabric of his jeans.

Your breathing quickens and you lick your lips, parting them to speak but your words and any coherent thoughts are lost when he kisses you.

You melt against him, pliant and willing and he moans into your mouth, crowding you against the wall until there isn’t an inch of space left between you. He wraps his hand around the back of your neck and takes a deeper taste before he feels your hands flatten along his chest with a gentle pat.

Breathe.

He breaks away with a groan and scans your face for any signs of regret but instead sees swollen lips and bright eyes and it’s everything…it’s achingly beautiful. He sears the image into his brain forever.

With a sigh he leans forward and rests his forehead to yours, squeezing his eyes shut.

“You do want me.”

Your words are husky and when he meets your eyes again, the hunger burning brightly in his morphs your expression into one of relief.

“Darlin’,” he murmurs, brushing his nose along yours, “want isn’t a strong enough word for what I feel…for what I want to do to you.”

You breathe out his name, grabbing fistfuls of his soft tee shirt when you ask, “which is?”

His lips meet the shell of your ear and the truth comes out in a rush of warm breath that makes you shiver.

“I want to fuck you so good you won’t be able to walk straight the next day.”

The evidence of his words pulses against your stomach and it gives you courage to ask your next question.

“Do you want to fuck me against the wall…or spread me out on your bed Joel?”

He hisses out a curse and goes still before pinning you with a glare.

“You should be telling me to fuck off darlin.’ I walked out on you after I gave you some bullshit excuse…you better tell me, or else…”

“Or else what? What are you going to do?”

His fist lands on the wall with a heavy thump. “You’re getting yourself into trouble here angel.”

Your eyes light up at the endearment and he takes note.

“What does that mean? Trouble? Are you all talk or are you going to show me…”

Your words end on a gasp when he drops his hand from the wall and reaches under your dress, the feel of his big, work-roughened fingers on your skin making you sink your teeth into your bottom lip.

You reach up and rake your fingers through his tussled hair, feeling empowered by the shiver than passes through him, his eyes closing.

“Joel. Please.”

His eyes pop open and he grabs your wrists, pinning them above your heard with one hand while the other remains hidden beneath your dress, teasing the waistband of your panties.

“You deserve better,” he rasps.

You shake your head side to side, moving closer until your lips are a breath apart.

“No one treats me better than you.”

It’s a whisper against his mouth and when you see the fierce look in his eyes you expect him to pin you against the wall again but it never happens.

He falls to his knees and lifts your dress, burying his face between your thighs. The hair lining his cheeks and jaw rub roughly against your skin and his calloused hands yank your hips closer.

“Is this what you want angel?” he asks. “Want me on my knees for you, begging to taste you.”

Your fingers land in his hair again and you give it a sharp tug.

“Fuck,” he growls before moving your wet panties to the side and sliding his tongue straight through you.

Your legs shake and your head rolls along the wall.

“Joel,” you whine.

When he flicks your clit with his tongue it sends you reeling, rolling your hips into his face as he repeats the motion over and over then sucks it into his mouth. You’re so close to the edge but when he abruptly stands and cages you against the wall again, you let out a whine of frustration.

His hand slips down your body and he teases you before sliding a thick finger inside, his head falling to your neck with a muffled curse. You fumble with his jeans, managing to pop open the button and pull the zipper down far enough to press your palm against his hardness.

His hips buck into your hand and you feel him thicken, your breathing heavy when you ask for “more.”

With a groan of satisfaction he pushes a second finger inside you, your name coming out in a strangled hiss when you tighten around them.

Without warning his hips stutter and you feel warm moisture coat your hand. You keep one hand locked on his broad shoulder, still feeling unsteady on your own feet. His fingers are still buried deep inside you when his lips press softly to your neck and trace a path to your mouth.

When his eyes finally meet your own he slowly pumps his fingers, drawing small gasps from your parted lips.

“So fuckin’ gorgeous angel. I can’t help myself…I can’t. I’m sorry.”

He pulls his fingers free and you whine at the loss, earning a teeth grinding warning from him.

“I’m not sorry,” you say and steady your gaze.

“Oh yeah,” he answers, his body still caging you in. “It’s not good enough. I’m not…”

“Don’t say it.”

You cover his mouth with your hand. “Don’t tell me what’s good enough for me. I know what I want.”

“Please angel,” he says, his voiced laced with pain. “I can’t stay away.”

“And I don’t want you to.”

The breath rushes out of him and he sags against you.

Sensing he needs some space and knowing you are running out of time you rise up to kiss the corner of his mouth, your lips lingering on his skin and breathing him in.

“I’m going to clean up and then go back to work…but I’ll see you this weekend.”

His fingers ghost along your arm and trace the curve of your shoulder before he takes your chin in his hand and tugs your mouth to his for one last kiss.

Lost in thought, Joel takes no notice of Tommy as he walks up to the truck window, the knock making him jump in the seat.

“What the fuck?” Joel mutters when he turns to see Tommy staring back at him through the glass, looking amused.

Joel pushes the door open and steps out, walking around Tommy without a hello.

“What the hell are you doin’ here?” Joel asks when he reaches the back of the truck and opens the hatch.

“Hello to you too brother,” Tommy teases. “And you never answered your phone. I need to know if you can pick up beers for the party this weekend.”

“Are you really having a birthday party? Aren’t you too damn old for this shit?” Joel says with a shake of his head.

The corner of Tommy’s mouth lifts. “Listen, just because you’re a grumpy stick in the mud doesn’t mean the rest of us need to be. I feel like celebratin’.”

“What were you thinking about in there anyway?” Tommy asks. “You looked like you were on another planet.”

When Joel doesn’t answer Tommy just smiles.

“She’ll be there of course.”

Joel remains quiet and Tommy claps him on the shoulder. “I don’t know what’s going on with you, brother, but if my girl was going to be at a party, looking damn fine, I’d be there. And early.”

“My girl,” Joel muses as the rubs his scruffy jaw. “I’ll be there.”

“And don’t forget the beer!” Tommy shouts as he walks back to his own truck and gets in.

You check the time and see that it’s still early before you have to get dressed so you walk over to the window and peek at Tommy’s house. Your thoughts wander to Joel and you wonder if he’s already at Tommy’s. As if you’ve summoned him he appears at the front door with a black garbage bag and starts walking toward the side of the house.

He’s wearing a button-down shirt instead of a tee shirt and it’s tucked into his tight-fitting jeans. It makes your breath catch in your throat and without thinking you rush to your kitchen garbage and pull out the half full bag, tying it quickly before tightening the tie of your robe.

You open your front door and keep your eyes forward as you walk toward the pails. The sound of a loud metal bang drags your attention toward Tommy’s house where you find Joel standing, hands on hips and eyes on you.

You throw him a wave before dropping the small bag of garbage into your pail and starting back toward the house. He moves in your direction, gently grabbing your wrist before you reach the door.

“Hi,” you say sweetly.

“Hey darlin’,” he murmurs, not letting go of you. “You wearin’ that tonight?”

At the teasing tone of his voice you feel relieved and smile, glad things aren’t entirely awkward since the last two times you were together.

“It’s comfortable,” you say. “But no.”

“But you look good,” you tell him. “Really good.”

He rubs the back of his neck and then using the hand still wrapped around your wrist, tugs you into his chest.

“Thanks,” he whispers.

You shift closer and he asks, “do you usually walk around in nothin’ but your robe?”

“Who said I had nothing on under here?”

He keeps his eyes on yours but drops a hand to the tie at your waist, giving it a light pull.

“Did you ever eat those cookies I made you?”

Your question catches him off guard and he barely has time to register his surprise before you continue.

“Or did you have enough dessert?”

You raise an eyebrow at the pained expression on his face and when he closes his eyes and groans you lift your hands to the collar of his shirt and toy with the fabric, pulling him closer.

“You’re not holding back at all are you?” he asks. “Not that I’ll ever forget how you taste.”

“Why should I?” you counter. “I know what I want.”

“Then say what you want, angel.”

You visibly preen at the nickname, wetting your lips before you speak and close the small space between you.

“I want you to fuck me, Joel.”

“Damn it,” he breathes, twisting the tie of your robe in his fist.

His mind instantly fills with filthy thoughts but he doesn’t respond with more than his initial curse.

“Say something,” you whisper. “I want to know what you’re thinking.”

“No you don’t,” he replies.

“Yes,” you counter with firmness. “I do.”

“I told you…one taste…it’ll never be enough. I want you every way I can have you. Every way you’ll let me. I want to do everything to you.”

You sway into him and your lips brush his ear just as you’re about to speak.

“JOEL!” Tommy yells. “Where the hell are you?”

Your eyes go wide as the haze lifts and you tuck your face into his neck, murmuring something incoherent. He echoes your frustration with a sigh.

“What time will you be ready?” he asks, his grip on you still tight.

“Just need another twenty minutes.”

“Good, I’ll pick you up then.”

You reluctantly pull away from him and give him a wry smile. “You’re going to pick me up? At my house? Right here?”

“Yeah,” he says, leaving no room for argument. “Why not?”

You open your mouth but he presses his finger against your lips. “Just let me come pick ya up darlin.’ Please.”

“Ok,” you breathe out before taking a step back.

“See you in twenty,” he says and watches until you’re safely inside.

Joel stands along the wall, arms crossed over his chest as he scans the room, avoiding Tommy’s prying eyes, but it’s to no avail.

“Don’t look so bored big brother,” Tommy drawls. “I’m sure she’ll be here any minute.”

Joel checks his watch. “Actually, she will be because I’m going to get her right now.”

“You’re picking her up? But she lives next door!”

Joel ignores Tommy’s comment and pushes off the wall with a huff.

When he reaches your door he knocks and hears your “come in.” He walks in and quietly closes the door, his eyes instantly landing on your couch as he relives the memory of the other night for the millionth time.

“I’ll be right there,” you shout from down the hall.

He rubs his palms on his jeans and tries to look relaxed even though it feels like he’s about to combust.

You walk into the living room and smile. “Ready.”

He stands up straight, hands clenched at his sides as his eyes sweep over you from head to toe and his voice a rasp when he says, “you’re not wearing that angel. You’ll have to kill me first.”

You look down at your form fitting dress with a frown then lift your eyes and chin. “Oh yes, I am!”

“The fuck you are.”

Your irritation wars with the blaze of heat trailing across your skin but you manage to walk forward toward the door and past him.

But his arm shoots out and grabs you around the waist, spinning you until you’re plastered against his hard chest.

“Fuck angel.” His hands flex on your hips. “I don’t think you understand. If anyone sees you in this…anyone but me…”

“It’s just a dress,” you say. “And I like it.”

He pinches the bridge of his nose. “Please. Go change.”

You soften at his gentle pleas but you can’t help to push a little harder, knowing he’s about to give in.

“Make me.”

His eyes darken with warning and you lean closer, invitingly.

“You want to show off his gorgeous body,” he murmurs, slipping his fingers under the thin strap at your shoulder. “You’ll show it off to me.”

“Joel…”

He pushes the strap until it slides down then drags his rough fingertips along the neckline of the dress, stopping at the swell of your breasts.

“You were just going to walk into that party wearing this…what do you expect me to do?”

“I told you what I want you to do Joel.”

“Say it again,” he growls.

“I want you to fuck me.”

You enunciate all the right words even though your breathless by the end of it.

His fingers continue to your other shoulder, dropping the strap there and circling your soft skin.

“You’re a tease. You’re driving me insane.”

“I’m not the tease,” you shoot back. “You’re a tease and I’m tired of it. Either you want me. Or you don’t.”

He lifts his hands and cradles your face between them, brushing his thumbs across your skin.

“All I want is you angel. I want to be yours. I want to know all your favorite things, in and out of bed. All of it. I want it to be mine.”

With a concentrated effort you remind yourself to take a breath, seeing that means every word of it, his expression daring you to contradict him.

You reach out with the intention of unzipping his pants, but he catches your wrist. “Not yet angel. If you touch me, I’m going to need to get inside you and I need to taste you again first.”

He walks you backward toward the kitchen table and you collapse back with his gentle push. Your dress is hiked over your hips to reveal your panties and a hungry sound hums in his throat as he takes you in. Slowly he drags the delicate fabric down your legs then stuffs it into the back pocket of his jeans before he spreads you open.

His tongue drags over you teasingly at first until something inside him breaks and costs him his discipline. The calloused hands that hold your thighs apart grow rougher, his throaty growls vibrating right through you as his tongue circles your clit.

Your fingers find purchase in his wild curls and he makes an appreciative noise so you give them a tug.

“So good, Joel. Oh my god.”

Already your muscles start to tighten and you know it won’t be much longer. He slides two thick fingers inside you, sucking your clit into his mouth at the same time and it sends you tumbling over the edge with a cry of his name.

His hands are soft and delicate as they caress your skin and he takes you in his arms, sitting you upright. You hold on to the edge of the table and watch him as he frees himself from his pants and palms his cock. The sight makes your mouth water and it takes all your restraint not to reach for him.

“Fuck angel,” he murmurs as he slips himself between your legs. “Do you have any idea how you’re looking at me right now?”

“How?” you ask, trying to keep your voice steady.

“Like you’d beg for it if I asked.”

You work your hips in a slow circle, coating him in your arousal.

“Is that what you want?” you purr.

He groans and grits his teeth.

“Please, Joel. Please.”

“Fuck, stop. I can’t take any more,” he hisses, before he thrusts into you hard.

The sudden, perfect fullness of him makes you whimper and when he starts to move your eyes roll back in your head.

His lips find yours and he swallows every moan of pleasure as each pump of his hips drives you closer to your release. You pull his bottom lip between your teeth, begging him for more. Harder. Faster.

He gives you what you want and the pressure that builds inside you is threatening to swallow you whole and when his hand smooths over your thigh and slips between your legs, pressing right where you need it, you lose control.

His fingers dig into your skin, hard, as you clench around him, hips moving so fast they start to stutter.

“So good, angel. You feel so fucking perfect.”

You feel him thicken before his warmth fills you up and he chants your name in a breathless whisper. He falls against you, cradling you in his arms and tracing the line of your neck with his lips.

You tremble in his embrace as your hands dip inside the open buttons of his shirt to feel more of him. He whispers your name, his mouth moving along your skin, hot and wet.

“No one else does this to me angel. I already want you again. Fuck.”

@lizette50 @kmc1989 @lorilane33 @littleseasiren @hiddles-rose @blackwidownat2814

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vrystalius · 1 month ago

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pt.2 // NSFW Alphabet — Giyu Tomioka

Part 2 of the NSFW Alphabet, all about the water hashira.

Pairing: Giyu x gn!reader

Here’s part one of the NSFW alphabet (From A to M)

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

Giyu’s most major turn-off is emotional detached sex. Sex, for him, is all about love and devotion, so if you ever suggest taking the edge off by having sex, Giyu’ll outright deny you. He’d wrap his hand gently around yours and place a kiss on your palm, gently pushing you away. He craves intimacy and you only doing this for his pleasure is not very romantic or intimate.

“Maybe another time. I’m not in the mood today.”

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving)

Receiving

Giyu will not deny when you offer, but he won’t ask or expect it. His hands would hover over your head, his thighs trembling slightly while his hands were unsure of where to rest. His head would be thrown back, his eyes closed and mouth slightly agape. He is restraining himself to completely give into the pleasure you’re giving him, trying not to completely break down. But as you go on, the control of his own body slowly seeps through his fingers in the same way moans escape his lips, becoming louder and louder. Here and there, you might hear a little begging for more.

Giving

He prefers giving. Giyu finds his own pleasure in giving it to you and making you cum, over and over and over. He’s not the type to rush it either— he wants to experience every single moment at the fullest. The taste, the warmth, the smell, you… Everything is perfect when Giyu’s resting between your thighs, your thighs enclosing his head tightly. It’s almost pleasantly crushing.

P = Pace (Is he fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

As mentioned before, Giyu loves romantic sex. So, he’s going slow and sensual, savouring every single second he’s being blessed by you with this. His mind goes blank while his hips slowly snap faster and faster against yours. While he’s approaching his high, he starts becoming faster and more impatient, but at the same time, Giyu is trying to remain at a slow paste to savour everything for a little longer, but he just can’t. He needs you, he needs to hear you whine or cry out, he craves to have you tighten around him while he reaches his own peak of pleasure— maybe he can even cum inside of you.

Q = Quickie (his opinions on quickies)

He prefers taking his time, but there are moments when the two of you are being pressed by both time and desire at the same time. Giyu’d think sex with you deserves patience and love, but if he really needs to head out for another mission so soon and won’t be able to see you for another month or two, he’d be willing to have a quickie with you. Giyu’d gently press you up against the tatami walls of your shared home, one of his hands tightly gripping your hips to hold you close while his other arm was trapping you between him and the walls of the hallway. His chest would be right up against your back and his head buried in your neck, muffled moans reaching your ears.

“We don’t have much time— F-Fuck- Y-You feel so.. so… hah, so good—“

R = Risk (Is he game to experiment?)

Giyu is perfectly fine keeping it vanilla. He’s very hesitant to agree to anything you might suggest at first, but after giving it a day or week’s worth of thought, he’d come back and shyly agree to whatever you suggested. You two only came as far as using silken restrains on each other during sex. Giyu is still thinking about all the other things you suggested to him before. Whips, huh? Give him… 6 months of time to think about that. Maybe make it 12 months.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can he go for? how long does he last?)

Giyu can last for a long time in a single round or over multiple rounds. Whatever you prefer him to do, Giyu like stretching the session to last longer and to drink in everything about you or he can just fuck your brains out for multiple rounds on end so he can make you cum over and over again. Whatever you feel like doing tonight— he is just here to pleasure to offer his body for your pleasure.

“T-Tell me if this is too much and if you n-need a break, okay bunny? H-Hah, you’re so perfect.”

T = Toys (does he own toys? does he use them?)

Giyu thought about buying you a little something so you can entertain yourself while he’s on missions. He even tried picking out the exact match so you don’t have to adjust to a different girth or length, but he got too embarrassed to hand it over to you, so he kept it under your shared bed in a very tight sealed box, in the darkest corner of the bedframe, praying it’ll never find the light of day again.

U = Unfair (how much does he tease?)

His teasing won’t come through words but rather through touching, like withholding himself until you start begging for him, a small smirk spreading on Giyu’s face while watching you whine and squirm around, your arm snaking down to give yourself the pleasure he is withholding from you. His touches are slow and controlling, making you want to arch against him while his hips slowly grind against yours.

V = Volume (how loud is he, what sounds does he make)

Giyu is trying to be quiet in order to appear more sexy or mysterious to you, but he seriously fails at it. He whimpers broken parts of your name or moans loudly when he’s particularly close to cumming, but otherwise tries to clench his jaw shut as close as he can to prevent himself into slipping further into shame. Whenever he eats you out, he moans against you, the vibrations of his whines providing you extra pleasure.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for him)

He likes being more dominant. Giyu might be shy about certain things and get embarrassed when you make him feel incredibly good, but he does like taking care of you sexually. You don’t have to worry about a thing, just keep looking pretty and all fucked out. His hand would be carefully firm, keeping you in place while pressing you down into the mattress, his other hand gently holding you by your hair and forcing you to tilt your head back against him. His eyes would be furrowed together in frustration after denying himself orgasm after orgasm, not wanting to finish before you do.

“L-Let me take care of you, hm?”

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

Giyu was very insecure about his size before meeting you. He had no reason, though— his length is almost intimidating the first time he laid bare in front of you. His tip is a soft pink and matches his blushing face once it leaks pre-cum. He can’t help but admire how pretty your hand looks when wrapped around him like that.

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

Giyu struggles with controlling his desires sometimes. Some days, especially after hard ones, he wants nothing but to have sex, cuddle and fall asleep in your arms, but he doesn’t like using you just for your body, so Giyu won’t ask for anything more than cuddles. On other days, he doesn’t want to think about sex or about tou in any way like that at all, but since you’re in the mood… how could he say no to you batting your lashes and with your arms around his neck, pulling him into a kiss. His desire varies based on how tired he is, but he’s always ready to sleep with you anytime you like. But on some days, he really can’t. He’d feel too deflated to do anything.

Z = Zzz (how quickly he falls asleep afterwards)

Your boyfriend is pretty much gone after sex. After he’d made himself comfortable having you in his arms or being in yours, Giyu falls asleep pretty quickly. He really, really tries to stay awake so he can watch you fall asleep first, but it never worked before. Giyu looks to pretty afterwards, his long lashes making you envious and his black hair spread out on the sheets, his cheeks flushed and lips slightly parted. You planted a couple kisses on his cheek before wrapping your arms around his naked chest. Giyu sometimes mumbles in his sleep after a particularly long night together. You can’t comprehend most of it, but sometimes, you do hear him whine your name every now and then.

🎃

I hope you enjoy this one as well, @dgbthnyunhtbgrvf! It again doesn’t let me tag you :,)

Writing NSFW is for some reason really tiring to me, I really have to think about everything. Fluff and angst feels natural, but NSFW? I have to really concentrate XD

Anyways, make sure to EAT, SLEEP and DRINK enough!!

Take care of yourselves <3

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awarnin · 3 months ago

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NSFW Alphabet | DYLAN MINNETTE HEADCANONS

warning: NSFW content (obvs lol), chocking.

author's note: my first time writing smut FUCK. please be kind, constructive criticism is welcome. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT <3 my inbox is open if you have a request or want to chat!

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

Dylan will take care of you always, during and after sex. He will pick you up and carry you to the shower, gently wash your hair making you feel comfortable and loved. He likes to make sure you’re okay.

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

He LOVES your hips. He loves being able to grab them and pull you towards him to feel your bodies collide. He does it everywhere, in private, when you’re talking to someone, when you’re distracted. A discreet act but sexy enough to turn you both on. As for himself, he’s been working on his arms lately and is very comfortable with the results. He knows you like them, and he likes that.

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

He loves to cum on your stomach, seeing you lying there, defeated and with your puppy eyes waiting for him makes him give himself to you with such fervor. Plus, he'll always make sure you cum before him.

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

I dare say he's always had the fantasy of cuckolding. The idea of seeing you with another man turns him on a lot.

e = experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

Experienced enough to know what he's doing, but he'll always ask you what you like and if you're comfortable with what he's doing.

f = favorite position (this goes without saying)

COWBOY. He really loves your hips, being able to hold you while watching you take control and make him cum is the best thing that can happen to him.

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

He'll make a few comments that will make you laugh so you don't lose track, but most of the time he'll focus on making you roll your eyes.

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

As you like. He'll keep it the way you prefer it and makes it more comfortable for you.

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

Dylan won't get tired of giving you kisses on the neck, and whispering how much he loves you.

j = jack off (masturbation headcanon)

It's something he enjoys doing, whether you're there or not. It's something he does often and he loves doing it in places where he knows you'll catch him.

k = kink (one or more of their kinks)

Choking kink: He likes you to choke him, Dylan is a multi-dynamic person, be clear about that.

Daddy kink: When he's in control, he loves you calling him that, it makes him feel like he's doing a good job.

Threesomes: Not necessarily a fetish but it's definitely something he likes to experiment with you, of course, if you want.

Praise kink: He likes to flatter you, compliment your figure and tell you to say it by doing well, he likes to receive the same.

l = location (favorite places to do the do)

He is a very closed person when it comes to having sex: your bedroom, the shower or the living room.

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

Like I said before, your hips. God, he loves them so much. Also watching you wear his clothes or play his guitar.

n = no (something they wouldn’t do, turns offs)

Public sex. It’s a no, no negotiation.

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

He likes both. He loves feeling your legs getting stiffer and more stiffer around his neck, it gives him enormous satisfaction knowing that only his tongue can make you come that way. He loves tasting your juices. He also adores to see you on your knees ready to give it your all just to make him feel good, what can I say, he has a big ego.

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

He’s the sensual type, he likes to take his time with you and make you feel great, plus he doesn't want to hurt you.

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

Not a big fan.

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

As I said before, he doesn't like to take risks when it comes to outsiders that you aren't sexually involved with at the time. Sex is an intimate experience and he believes it should be treated as one.

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

3 on a good day, most of the time 2.

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

He really enjoys using them on you, especially vibrators, he feels it adds a little extra spark to the moment. On himself, he's not into it.

u = unfair (how much they like to tease)

He doesn't like to tease you too much, enough that you're already so down before you even start.

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

He's quite a talkative person during sex, he likes to whisper dirty words in your ear during the act, he'll let out a few little moans here and there.

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

He likes to use handcuffs sometimes, it doesn't matter on which one of you, he just enjoys using them. He enjoys having you on top of him while he's being subdued by you without being able to escape. He loves you doing whatever you want with him without him being able to interrupt. When he's in the mood, he'll return the favor.

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

He's a little bit above average, kind of 6-6.5 inches, kind of thin but really good.

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

Pretty normal, he enjoys sex with you.

z = zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He would rather spend some time talking to you before going to sleep, he likes to take care of you afterwards and make sure you are okay.

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campoverlook-if · 10 months ago

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Welcome to Camp Overlook, Where We're Stronger Together!

DEMO LINK ll Updated: 4/26/24 ll Wordcount: 96k [W/O Code], 23k [Average]

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Secrets are all around you in the small town of Crescent Cove, and its local summer camp, Camp Overlook. A place where childhood memories mix with the unsettling realities of the unknown.

A place once known for freedom and friendship, is now shrouded in flickering lights crawling around the woods and campers vanishing into thin air. Far hidden in Hudson Forest is the truth of any person's most horrid nightmares.

As a counselor, you are entrusted with guiding a group of youngsters through their formative days of self-discovery as you grapple with the disturbing circumstances around you.

Whether you are a newbie or a returning former camper yourself, the secrets of the woods are still ominous and crippling. Among the cheer of camp, eerie events unfold before you.

Is Mr. Adams, the cheerful camp director, still a jolly man, or is there something now hidden beneath the surface? Is Crescent Cove, the quiet little mountain town, hiding a secret so great that it will do anything to keep it covered? Are the campers, lovable and rebellious, exhibiting behavior that goes against their nature?

Camp is supposed to fun, so why are you running for your life?

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Setting: Crescent Cove, USA (Fictional Small Town)

Genre(s): Horror, Mystery, Drama, Romance

Warning(s): This is an 18+ story for depictions of violence, death, sexual themes, and child endangerment.

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Customizable MC - Name, gender, appearance, sexuality, and personality are all choosable aspects to make your counselor.

Get To Know Your Little Campers - The kids look up to you at the end of the day and their relationships with you reflects on the story.

Discover The Mystery of Crescent Cove - Learn the truth on what exactly happened thirty years ago that changed a small town forever.

Find A Summer Lover - Choose from thirteen ROs all looking for someone to love. Maybe you’ll find more than just one...

Meet Your New Best Friends - Create lasting friendships that survive the test of time. Or lifetime rivals that are ready to hurt you at any chance.

The Camp Needs You - Save your friends and protect the camp, or watch it all disappear before your eyes.

Lucas [M] - The King of the Woods

Stuck up, arrogant, and just one half of an irritating duo. Lucas always has to have the last word and the last thing anyone needs is to hear him whine about not getting it. It doesn’t help that the staff like him, the liar. Just be sure to stay out of his way or else.

Asher [NB] - The Sleeping Angel

Completely checked out of life, or at least, that’s what Asher wants everyone to think. There’s just a little something more hiding under that quiet exterior but Asher isn’t the type of person to open up to just anyone. They’ve got demons in their closet, and they’ve come along to camp for the ride.

Jack/Jasmine [M/F] - The Wise Old Tree

If anybody can round up a group of rowdy kids and teens together its this counselor. Calm and collected, they're there when the situation loses control and everyone needs to be working together on the same page. But this personality wasn’t perfected over night and even the calmest of seas can swallow those around them below.

Ethan/Ella [M/F] - The Friend of None

What some may call everyone’s best friend, they're at this camp for one thing and one thing only. To make a summer that’ll last forever. Leader of the pack, they know how to get the populous together and have a good time. But even the party animal has to get tired at some point and it's those moments when the real them emerges.

Ruby [F] - The Little Red Hen

Soft-spoken, polite, and kind to a fault. Ruby is the person you want when you need a comforting hand. A true healer and guiding life even if she is a little shy around others. But all healers have a story, Ruby just doesn’t have the cure to make it all go away.

William/Willow [M/F] - The Undisguised Wolf

They say if you gaze into the abyss, it tends to gaze back and tells you what you’re made of. That’s how it feels when this quiet storm enters a room, the room grows cold and the fun dies out. No one knows what lurks behind those eyes, and no one knows for sure if they’re the eyes of a monster.

Oliver/Olivia [M/F] - The Two-Faced Lover

Excitable, sweet, just the happiest bubble around. Around most people at least. But really, they're just an actor who knows how to play their part. No one knows the real them and maybe that's starting to have a toll on them. But it’s not like they can suddenly do a 180 and show the world who they really are. At least that’s what they like to think.

.....and seven others to discover! (Character Bios Here)

#camp overlook #interactive fiction #demo #dashingdon #horror #interactive game #hosted games #choice of games #wip #choicescript #if wip #current wip #if game

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lolahauri · 9 months ago

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: ̗̀➛ Ticci Toby: Smut Alphabet 🔞

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

Just clings to you like a little koala. You’d have to pry him off with a crowbar if your tried to get up to clean off.

It’s honestly very sweet though, he just loves to hold you and talk & joke around afterwards.

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

Super cliche but he genuinely doesn’t have a favorite, every part of you is beautiful, sexy, and cute to him.

His favorite part of himself is his arms and hands, he loves being able to grip or hold onto you.

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

INSIDE INSIDE INSIDE!!!

Another mf with a breeding kink. Not in a claiming way like most of the others though, It just feels more intimate and bonding, he wants to be as physically close to you as he possibly can. At all times.

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

When you aren’t home, he sneaks into your room and jerks off while smelling your used underwear.

Sometimes he’ll wrap a pair of them around his dick and jerk off with it, cumming in them immediately.

(another pervy fic idea maybe!!??👀)

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

No experience. He’s a lot to handle so your probably he first partner, which would also make you his first fuck.

Didn’t know what he was doing at first, but he’s fueled by praise. So if he hears you liking something, or you tell him, he’ll keep note of it and continue to practice it.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary, mating press, cowgirl.

All because they allow max contact, he loves positions that let him bring you into a bear-hug type embrace.

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

You’d think he’d be goofy, but he’s surprisingly serious.

He’s just so hyper focused on your pleasure it doesn’t allow much room to joke around.

He does go back to his dorky, golden retriever self right afterwards though

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

Tries to keep it trimmed for you most of the time.

But he kept accidentally getting cuts and felt like it looked more unattractive, so he prob has a bit of a bush going on.

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

One of the most romantic and intimate, i think only EJ and Jane could outdo him in this department.

The entire time he'll be kissing you, holding you tight, caressing your whole body, and moaning sweet words into your ear.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Embarrassingly often. But his habits did change when you got together.

Instead of jerking off to porn, he jerks off to pictures of you or uses your underwear.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

PRAISE!!! Absolutely his biggest kink

Breeding, hair pulling, and dirty talk!

I honestly can’t think of anymore, he seems vanilla to me.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

One of your rooms, he likes the total privacy.

Though he would absolutely fuck you in public-ish areas if you asked, the idea of getting caught pleasuring you is a bit of a turn on.

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

Just you in general, he’s obsessed with you.

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

Degrading.

For obvious reasons, he doesn’t want you to be mean to him. But he’d also feel really uncomfortable calling you names, even if he knew you liked it. It just takes him out of the moment and completely turns him off.

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

Giving 1,000%

He’s addicted to going down on you, he will literally cum just from giving you head and hearing your moans.

Pull his hair when he’s doing it and he’ll finish in his pants instantly.

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

Starts off slow and gentle, gets progressively rougher and goes harder the closer he gets to cumming.

There are a lot of times he starts and ends very fast & needy though.

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

Prefers to take his time with you, but he still loves them honestly.

Esp if it’s somewhere like in the woods or his car, it adds an element of excitement.

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

The biggest risk he’ll take is public places, otherwise, he likes how things are and doesn’t feel the need to add a bunch of kinks or toys to the bedroom.

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

He doesn’t last a long time, but he makes up for that by being able to go multiple rounds.

Has near superhuman stamina when it comes to cumming multiple times in a row.

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

Doesn’t own any and doesn’t want to use any.

If we're being honest, he’d probably feel a little insecure if you wanted to use anything like a vibrator or dildo during sex. 💀

He’d interpret that as you thinking he’s not doing a good enough job on his own.

But, if you had one to use only when he wasn’t around, he’d understand that.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He does not know how to tease lol.

Loves when you do it though,

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

Constant, loud flow of whimpers, moans, and sobs.

Everyone in the mansion can hear him, they only get annoyed if they’re trying to sleep though.

They’re used to everyone having loud sex in the house by now.

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

As much as he loves giving you head, he does fantasize about you waking him up with a blowjob.

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

Average length and girth. About 6 inches.

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

Also embarrassingly high, like i said, he’s obsessed and addicted to you. He could never get enough of you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He doesn’t. Like Hoodie and EJ, he wants to cuddle you afterwards and wait to go to sleep when you do.

He loves watching you fall asleep as well.

#creepypasta #x reader #headcanon #smut alphabet #smut #ticci toby #ticci toby x reader #toby rogers #ticci toby smut #ticci toby x reader smut #creepypasta x reader #creepypasta smut

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ivymarquis · 5 months ago

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Say You Won't Let Go

Last House on the Right

Pairing| John Price x F!Single Mom!Reader Rating| E Word Count| 1.1k Kinks/Content/Warnings| Post Apocalypse!AU, Single Mom!verse, pregnant reader, mentions of pregnancy related eating issues + vomiting, Reader's got some separation issues. Fair warning this is so half baked I haven't even decided what kind of apocalypse it is, but somehow Ive got a whole plotline regardless.Same pairing as my fic Blind Date

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You can’t believe your luck.

You’re not sure what exactly it was about this house in the dead of night that had you so transfixed, but your intuition has paid off in spades.

The area’s been abandoned, to your knowledge leaving you the sole inhabitant meandering around.

Or maybe waddling would be a more apt description.

Fear and uncertainty of the outside hurry you along into the house. Most everyone- the survivors- has splintered off into groups. There’s no evidence of anyone still living here (admittedly it’s not like you’ve taken the time to check every room, but there are signs when a house is inhabited), but you luck out that the cabinets haven’t been picked over.

It’s been entirely too long since your last meal, and it takes a good amount of restraint to not devour the can of ravioli too quickly.

As much as you’re tempted, you know there’s a fine line between what will and won’t have you immediately throwing up in the sink- grazing seems to keep the worst of the upset down.

There’s no hospitals to jaunt off to if you end up dehydrated. Excessive vomiting is not ideal post end of days.

If you were in your right mind- not frightened, isolated, starving, cold- and not focusing on how the unheated chef boyardee might as well be a five star michelin meal for all you can think right now, you might have been paying more attention.

The sound of a safety clicking off behind you freezes your blood far more than the cold. That sound is deliberate. Whoever’s behind you- gun pointed at you- wants you to know they got the jump on you.

“Hands where I can see them,” the order is gruffly barked at you.

You feel stupid. Of course all of this was too convenient for you to simply be catching a break. It wasn’t exactly well lit and designed to draw you in- but you’re an animal caught in a trap regardless.

The fork clatters against the counter next to the can as you go to comply.

“Turn around. Slowly.”

You’re not much of a threat in your current condition. That much is obvious.

Time stopped having any sort of tangible meaning a while ago. You should know how many weeks you are, but the days run together fending for yourself and you just know that you’re close. There’s no hiding the swell of your belly.

The man at the doorway looks as gruff as he sounds. Your mind spins like a tire in mud to process everything in front of you in the poor moonlight. Military, that much is obvious. You’re not actually sure if that’s a good thing. Handsome from what you can see, though historically your type has been men who don’t have a weapon leveled at you.

The taciturn expression on his face falters when he spots your bump, but you’ve learned by now to not expect any sort of special treatment.

“I’m sorry,” you apologize immediately. “I-I didn’t know anyone was here. I’ll leave, I swear.”

He looks at you another moment before a look of resignation washes over him.

“Turn back around. Keep your hands up.” Oh God. Your mind immediately goes to the worst- That this man, for whatever reason, has decided that your infraction has signed your death warrant. That he can’t quite bring himself to fire on a pregnant woman staring him in the eyes, so the last thing you’re ever going to see is some tacky wallpaper and ugly cabinets.

You yelp when one of his hands finds the pistol on your hip. Holy shit you didn’t even hear him cross the room.

“Easy, love,” he soothes as he starts to frisk you for more weapons. “Not gonna hurt you. You have anything else on you?”

“A knife in my back pocket.” It doesn’t even occur to you to lie; putting yourself in his good graces is your only option and you can’t do that by lying.

His hands slip under your jacket, the hem oversized and hanging even with your arms up, making a wrong guess at the first pocket he checks before grabbing the knife out of the second one.

“Anyone going to come sniffing around looking for you?” A fair question, but one that sticks like a knife between your ribs.

The “No,” that escapes you is softer than you meant it to be, voice warbling as you try not to cry.

Hormones would have had you on the verge of tears at any given point, and that would have been before the end of the world and before your group abandoned you. You’re well entitled to your tears, you think, but try to stuff them back down anyway.

“You’re out here alone,” he grouses, sounding like he doesn’t believe you. The like this? is implied.

Your arms are still up, and they’re getting tired. Everything tires you out these days.

Like he can read your mind, he releases you with a “you can set your arms down now, love.”

“Thank you,” you’re in full fawn mode, turning to face him. While he’s clearly decided against killing you, you’ve been scared and alone for the past few days and you really don’t want to be separated from the only person who will give you the time of day right now.

“Is there anyone else here? Other soldiers?” Your fate is sealed and lies in the soldier’s hands regardless of his answer.

Nothing with change, no matter what he says, but you think you’re less intimidated if it’s just the two of you.

The world’s gone to hell in a handbasket, and yet you’ll never forget watching 28 days later when the line I promised them women was dropped.

“Got separated from my team.”

He turns away from you, gesturing to follow him out of the kitchen and towards the living room.

He’s limping.

You haven’t seen him move until now. You’re more an expert on busted hardware than busted body parts, you can’t tell if it’s a fresh injury that’s still healing, or an old one that’s set in place.

“They left you.” They left me, too.

“They didn’t leave me for dead, they think I am dead. Gonna take a bit more than that to get the job done, though.”

You have no reason not to believe him. Despite having just met him, the man is like a living manifestation of everything masculinity is supposed to be- down to the surly attitude despite him herding you further into the house. It doesn’t take much to figure out that he’s tough as nails and sure why not flirt in death’s face that her last attempt wasn’t good enough?

You sit on the couch he points to, as he settles into the leather chair across from you.

“Christ what’d I’d do for a fucking smoke right now,” he mumbles, pawing at his chest absent mindedly on reflex.

You mean to sit stiff as a board, but your body is tired and the couch is surprisingly comfortable.

The soldier, however, sits like he owns the house. “And now for the question of what to do with you.”

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