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cabensonsgirly · 3 years ago

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👼So Don’t Lie To Me. I Know I’m Not As Cool As I’d Like To Be. (Mildred Ratched) [NSFW]👼

Mildred Ratched x fem!reader

They don’t know what’s wrong with me so don’t ask xx

👼Wordcount: 4745👼

👼Posted on AO3: Read Here👼

👼Content: Abusive relationship, domestic abuse, abuse of power, just a lot of abuse, medication, mild sedation, face slapping, choking, violence, just probably don’t read this because it is quite f u c k e d up xx👼

👼When she clears her throat to get your attention you feel your cheeks flush in embarrassment of getting caught staring. "Had I shared the same belief as some of those that work here, I would make sure you were treated for lesbianism. However," she sits on the side of the bed facing you, leaning in so close that there were only inches between your lips and hers; were it not for the restraints holding you in place, you would have closed the distance, given in to your curiosity and tasted the apple from the garden of Eden. 👼

Her hand brushes lightly over your cheek before resting the tips of her fingers under your chin, tilting your head up to look at her. "Remember, if you don't clean the floors properly, you won't be sleeping in bed tonight. If you are incapable of doing the bare minimum well, then you aren't worthy of sleeping in bed with me, understood?"

You feel your cheeks heat up in embarrassment; Mildred often reminded you that you were worthless unless you did what she asked to her standard, and even then, you were lucky if she praised you. You wipe your hands on the apron around your waist to dry them before sitting back on your haunches, resting your hands in your lap; Mildred was speaking to you, and you know that you are expected to only focus on her, even if you were in the middle of something.

If you were cooking and had food on your hands? You better wash your hands as fast as possible but still do a thorough job lest she think you were unsanitary, before turning your attention to her, moving to where she is, and kneeling in front of her with your hands in your lap.

If the food burned while she was talking to you because you forgot to turn the gas stove off? You'd have a nice red handprint on your cheek, and would owe her your pay for the week from work to compensate for the food you wasted in your incompetence.

"Yes Nurse Ratched. Understood." Your stomach did a flip when you saw a faint smile appear on her face, you didn't see it aimed at you often so when you did have it directed at you, you couldn't help but feel giddy. She leans down and indulges you in a kiss, her lips soft and pillowy as they glide against your own, there was a hint of rose to her lipstick, something you had missed.

You bite back a whine when she pulls away knowing that you would get backhanded if you made such a sound, it would mean you were ungrateful and greedy, and you couldn't have Mildred thinking that. "Thank you for kissing me, Nurse Ratched."

The older woman hums in response, her thumb stroking affectionately over your cheek "I remember how you were when we first met all that time ago. You were a patient at the hospital behaving like a wild animal."

She moves her hand so she's gripping your jaw, nails not quite digging in "They didn't know what to do with you until I came along. All you needed was some guidance, didn't you?" Her voice was smooth like velvet as it made its way into your mind just like it had when you'd first met.

"Get your fucking hands off of me! So what if I got into a fight! The bitch deserved-" You're cut off by an unfamiliar woman- older than you with red hair, eyes that could lure people to their demise, and voice so smooth that she could make poison sound like a luxury drink.

"So just because someone dared to state the obvious in regard to your clearly short temper, you decided that she was deserving of being beaten to a pulp until she danced with death?" As she spoke you failed to realise that you had stopped fighting against the two nurses who had been struggling to restrain you enough to get you to your bed.

"Exactly. Maybe she will learn that stating the obvious will often lead to negative consequences." You smile revealing your teeth as you manage to break from the nurses grasp due to them being naïve enough to think you had calmed down completely, and quickly made your way to where this new woman was standing just in front of the door frame.

You bite the air in front of her face, laughing after doing so "Every action has an equal and opposite reaction. She would have known such if she had been paying attention in science class when we were in highschool... But she didn't so..."

You raise your hands and fiddle with the lapels of her uniform until they lay flat against her, you let out a content sigh at the symmetry before wincing when your wrists are grabbed roughly- you hadn't even noticed her move, too focused on making sure her uniform was perfect.

"That also means it applies to you too, patient, does it not? Or are you exempt from the rules you enforce upon others?" She walks you backwards over to the bed, her eyes boring into your own- you're unable to break away from them, too drawn into the void they seem to be filled with.

Despite drowning in her eyes, you began to struggle against her as she forces you down onto the bed, glaring up at her and snarling like a feral dog "Of course. But that-" You tear your eyes away from the woman to stare at the intruder, Nurse Bucket. "There you are, Nurse Ratched. I see you've met this feral creature of a patient. Are you sure you're capable of dealing with her in your-"

Nurse Ratched, as you now know her name to be, finishes restraining you to the bed before turning to face Bucket, clasping her hands together at her waist "All she needs is some guidance from someone who is competent, Nurse Bucket. Seeing as you were struggling with her, I thought I would be more capable of doing just that. Now, unless you have something urgent to tell me, leave me to deal with the patient."

She makes her way over to the door, holding it open and gesturing for everyone to leave the room before she closes then locks the door, her hands resting against it as she takes a moment to centre herself.

"I hate that lady. She treats me like I'm some fucking wild animal- gives me my food and water in damn dog bowls. How's that supposed to fucking- I'm not- There's nothing wrong with me! Everyone gets angry! How come I'm the only one that gets fucking caged!?"

Nurse Ratched makes her way back over to you, her perfect eyebrows raised as she looks down at you, an amused smile on her face "Oh you think there's nothing wrong with you? That you're behaving like a reasonable woman that is perfectly fit to live out in the world?"

She chuckles quietly and turns to the side table that has a metal tray on it with a syringe which she picks up before turning back to you "You are very delusional. I'm not surprised she treated you like that. After all, if you behave like an animal, you will be treated as such."

Mildred flicks the side of the syringe lightly to make sure there are no air bubbles "But luckily for you, I think you deserve some mercy. Although I would usually... Put you down so to speak... I think with some guidance you will become a model patient." She smiles at you, your eyes focusing on how her red lipstick has a faint gloss to it, and you wanted to know what her lips felt like against your own- if her lipstick tasted like anything.

When she clears her throat to get your attention you feel your cheeks flush in embarrassment of getting caught staring. "Had I shared the same belief as some of those that work here, I would make sure you were treated for lesbianism. However," she sits on the side of the bed facing you, leaning in so close that there were only inches between your lips and hers; were it not for the restraints holding you in place, you would have closed the distance, given in to your curiosity and tasted the apple from the garden of Eden.

"I think" her voice was barely above a whisper, yet it still had the same effect on you, had you hanging on every syllable as they fell from her red lips "it will be very useful for your treatment. Turn you from this beast into a perfect woman."

She leans down further, her lips ghosting against yours making your eyes flutter shut at the minimal contact- something you had been so starved of for so long. You felt a sharp sting in your arm but by the time you noticed it, Mildred was already up from the bed and putting the used syringe back on the tray. "That should keep you calm for the rest of the day. I will remove your bindings and lead you to the sitting room before I go do other duties."

You turn your head to the side to look at her, your eyes were struggling to focus yet you still felt so drawn to her beauty. "I'm not- I'm human too Mil-" she cuts you off "Nurse Ratched" you mumble an apology before continuing "I'm human too, Nurse Ratched. I'm- I don't have fur like a- a beast. I have- I'm-"

She shushes your rambling as she removes the bindings "You may be human, but you are certainly not acting like a rational one. Do you think I go around in such a similar state as yours?" You giggle and flash her a goofy grin "I think- I think when you do- are- when you do get mad, that you're very hot Nurse Ratched."

Whether it were the drugs or a sudden wave of courage, you get up from the bed and grab her by the waist, pulling her into you “I think you’re scary- scary when angry and-“ You gasp in surprise, your grip on her waist faltering as she grabs you by the throat like a viper would with prey, her eyes seem to be darker than before and you didn’t want to know why. “Do not touch me ever again. Am I clear, patient?”

You gulp, your cheeks flushing when you see her lips twitch in a brief smirk, and you realise just how hot the room suddenly is “Yes” you whisper out. She tightens her grip on your throat, squeezing the sides “Properly this time.” You wrap your hands around her wrist, trying to loosen her grip but in your drugged state you’re unable to even make her grip falter. She clenches her jaw and backhands you with her free hand as she lets go of your throat, causing you to stumble and hit the side-table, grunting when the edge digs into your side.

Your head is swimming as you slide down it slowly, resting with your back against the front of it. Your head lulls back against it as you look up at her, blinking often in an attempt to focus your eyes but finding all it is doing is making it worse. Mildred stands over you, her face seemingly devoid of any emotion, mind you- you weren’t exactly in a fit state to pick up on anything. “You could make this so much easier if you just did as you were told. Maybe I didn’t give you enough medication.”

She lets out a sigh and grabs a small bottle from the tray and crouches down in front of you “Open,” she taps your jaw indicating that you open your mouth, but you shake your head and clench your jaw. “I won’t ask again. You could make this so much easier if you just opened your mouth. I can assure you it will be more pleasant if you do.”

You feel a few tears spill onto your cheeks as you reluctantly open your mouth. She unscrews the lid of the bottle and pours a substantial amount of the contents into your mouth before closing your mouth for you and covering it as well as your nose, cutting off your supply of oxygen. You struggle against her, weakly clawing at her hands while your brain desperately screams for air. All the while she is watching you apathetically, her grip on your mouth and nose not wavering in the slightest.

After what feels like minutes but is in reality only ten or so seconds, you give in and swallow the medication, grimacing in discomfort as it makes it way down your gullet. She lets go of you and stands up, putting the lid back on the bottle then back on the tray before looking down at you, her hand reaching under your chin to tilt your head up to look at her.

“Let’s try this one more time, patient. If you do as I tell you, your time here will be very short, and I will make sure you have a place to live afterwards because” she leans down, feigning pity as she speaks, but you believe it to be genuine “no one wants you. Your family do not want you. Your friends do not want you. No one” she brushes away the tears from your cheeks almost gently “wants you.” You break down crying, the tears flowing freely as you crumple further against the side table.

Mildred crouches down again and pulls you into her, cradling the back of your head against her while her other hand rubs your back, speaking softly. “I know what it is like to feel unwanted. How scary it is trying to find your way when there is no one there for you. There are so many people out there that want to take advantage of vulnerable women like you.” You mumble against her neck “mm’not feeling- Nurse Ratched- mm’sick.”

She hums quietly, a small, satisfied smile on her face as pulls something out of her pocket before helping you sit up against the side table “open,” you open your mouth, struggling to keep your head up. She flips the cap off and holds your head back and pours some of the contents into your mouth “swallow.”

You do as your told, screwing your face up slightly as the bitter taste spreads throughout your mouth before it makes its way down your throat. A few moments later you’re leaning to the side as the contents of your stomach make an unwanted guest appearance. Mildred pats your back and coos “There we go. Get it all out, sweet girl.”

You don’t remember the last time you were sick like this; you were somehow one of the lucky ones that rarely got ill so this feeling was extremely unpleasant to say the least. You clung to the front of Mildred’s uniform despite struggling to even move- your limbs felt so heavy. You were desperate for her to stay here- to not leave you alone, she was right, no one wants you. “Don’t- Please st-“ She hushes you gently, using the bottom of your shirt to wipe the sick from your mouth and chin “I’m not leaving you, sweet girl.”

She hooks her hands under your arms and lifts you up so you’re standing before guiding you to sit back on the bed, letting out an annoyed sigh “Look at the mess you’ve made, Yn. You really are an animal.” You let out a sob, looking down at your ruined shirt at the mess on the floor “I’m- I am. I am” you mumble, repeating yourself as more tears stain your cheeks.

Mildred pinches your chin between her thumb and forefinger as she tilts your head up to look at her, her own brown eyes cold and hard as they stare into your own. “Good girl, you’re already learning. Accepting who you are is the first step.” You sniff and wipe your eyes on your sleeve before looking at her again, eyes glistening and filled with vulnerability “Help,” you beg quietly. Her hand moves from your chin to cup your cheek tenderly “I will. I will show you the mercy you deserve.”

The following few weeks were a blur, Nurse Ratched kept you heavily drugged, claiming it were for your own benefit. You didn’t talk to anyone else because Nurse Ratched told you that you couldn’t trust the other patients, and that the other nurses would only want to hurt you. She was the only one you were to talk to, you saw nothing wrong with this- she was the only person in your life, the only one you could trust, so of course she was the only person you could talk to.

However, there was the woman with lighter red-hair that had been coming in frequently and seemed to have an interest with your nurse, and this woman always made time for you which you liked even though you knew you weren’t supposed to talk to others.

“What’s your name, sweetheart?” You look up from your book, big eyes filled with innocence at this older woman “I’m- I’m sorry but- but Nurse Ratched says I’m not- not s’posed to talk to ‘nyone but her. She says that I can’t trust anyone else because they-“ Your mouth snaps shut when you see her walking over to you with a small paper cup and a bigger one, one for your medication, the other for water. “Ms. Briggs, why are you pestering one of my patients?”

You thank Mildred for the medication and water before you take them then a big gulp of water to ease their journey into your stomach, opening your mouth so she can check to see if you have actually swallowed them. She smiles softly, her hand moving to stroke your cheek lightly before she picks the cups up “Good girl. You’ll have another few to take after dinner-“

“But- I thought I only needed the morning-“ You trail off, averting your gaze from hers when you notice her eyes harden and jaw set, your cheeks flushing you mumble “ ’m sorry Nurse Ratched.” The other woman shakes her head “I wasn’t pestering her, Mildred. I was simply wanting to get to know some of the patients here, and she seems to be alone every time I come in to visit you. Being in hospitals can be awfully lone-“

Mildred lets out an incredulous laugh, turning to face Gwen with her eyebrows raised in amusement “You think you know about being lonely?” She shakes her head before turning her attention back to you, she leans down and whispers in your ear causing your eyes to flutter shut “Don’t tell her anything, sweet girl. If you want to keep being my good girl, you’ll tell her nothing about your treatment or why you’re here. I’ll let your doubting of my medication dose for you off this time, but don’t do it again.”

You let out a shaky breath and nod your head slightly before picking your book up again to start reading it once more. Mildred moves away from you both, calling over her shoulder “If you don’t leave my patient alone, Gwendolyn, you won’t be allowed to step foot in here again. Stop pressing her for things you will never understand.” You bite your bottom lip to stifle your giggle, you always found it funny when Mildred scolds others- made you think that they were the ones behaving like animals and that you were the only other human apart from Mildred.

“Is she always like that with visitors?” You don’t look up from your book “Only with ones who don’t listen to her. Nurse Ratched deserves respect ‘cause she is Angel of Mercy.” You let out a frustrated sigh before closing your eyes and trying to take some calming breaths, loosing your place when reading always annoyed you to the point you would end up tearing pages from the book. When those breaths failed to calm your rising anger, you stood up, taking your book with you and making your way quickly to Mildred’s office; she told you that if you ever felt yourself getting angry that you were to come to her.

You pushed open the doors to her office as you made your way in, your head shooting up when you hear Mildred talking to that nurse you hated. Your cheeks flush and you stutter out an apology before you leave to wait outside, sitting outside and running your finger over the creases in the book cover. You could barely hear what they were talking about, but you could tell Mildred’s voice apart from Bucket’s, she sounded like she was bored with the conversation, and you couldn’t help but laugh at that before stifling the sound with your hands as to not disturb them any further.

“At least you remember that animals aren’t allowed on-“

“That is quite enough, Nurse Bucket. Patient Yln has improved greatly since being under my care, much better than what you would ever have been capable of. She is not an animal.” You smirk and stand up, taking a step closer to Nurse Bucket “You hear that, Betsy” you draw her name out like a child does when teasing someone “I’m not animal ‘nymore. But-“ You whimper when you feel Mildred’s firm grasp on your wrist. You shoot her a glance before looking at Nurse Bucket then down at the ground “I’m sorry for being rude to you, Nurse Bucket, it won’t happen again.”

The woman laughs “Make sure it doesn’t, or it’ll be a lobotomy that finds you.” You flinch at that possibility, raising your head to look at Mildred who is staring at Bucket. “No such thing will happen to my patient, Nurse Bucket. You do not get to dictate what treatments patients get here. I do. I am Head Nurse” she looks the woman up and down, sneering “and you are not. Go do your duties then go home. I don’t want to see you here until work tomorrow morning.”

Mildred leads you into her office, the doors closing behind her. She walks you over to a chaise lounge and sits you down on it before sitting next to you, her hand moving from your wrist to cup your cheek. “Now you have all my attention, sweet girl. What is it that you needed?” You melt into her touch, looking at the red-head fondly “I- I don’t remember, Nurse Ratched.” She narrows her eyes slightly “Are you telling the truth? Or do I need to force it out of you again?”

You gulp slightly and look away but Mildred grabs your jaw and forces you to look back at her “I thought you wanted to stay as my good girl…” Your eyes well up with tears, you do want to stay as being her good girl and you kept slipping up and nearly ruining that. “I- I do, Nurse Ratched. Please-“ She loosens her grip and returns her hand to your cheek, caressing it softly “Then tell me the truth.” You bite your lip hard before saying quietly “That- that lady kept trying to talk to me after you left and- and I said that Nurse Ratched deserves respect because she’s an Angel of Mercy. Then I lost my place in my book and I got annoyed but I couldn’t calm down so- so I came here like you said I should do when I feel myself getting angry.”

Mildred smiles proudly and your heart swells knowing that you were the reason for it, a shy smile tugging at your lips. “Good girl. You have come so far since being in my care. I think I’ve finally tamed the beast, hm?” You giggle and throw your arms around her, nuzzling your face into her neck- Mildred had said when you two were alone, you were allowed to touch her but you had to ask were you wanting to kiss her. “Thank you, Nurse Ratched. I- I- I wouldn’t- I’d be so alone without you.”

Your memory wasn’t as good as it use to be, you couldn’t remember how you actually ended up living with Mildred nor how you ended up being her servant.

Upon seeing your frown Mildred gives your cheek a light slap to gain your attention, raising an eyebrow inquisitively “What little thoughts do you have going on in that head of yours, puppy?” You look up at her, a light pink hue to your cheeks “I was just thinking about when I was in the hospital, Nurse Ratched, but then- then I couldn’t remember how I ended up here and as-“ She hushes you softly, crouching down so she’s at your level, her hands cupping your cheeks gently as her chocolate eyes gaze into yours “None of that matters, puppy, okay? All that matters is you are with me, you’re safe, and you are a very good girl.”

You sniffle and nod your head, some tears staining your cheeks which Mildred wipes away with the bottom of your apron, she hates how tears feel on her fingers. “Thank you, Nurse Ratched” you say quietly before picking up the floor scrubber again “I will finish the floor in the kitchen then I-“ She stands up, takes a cursory glance around then tips the bucket of soapy water over with the toe of her shoe “It isn’t clean. You will start again.”

You clench your jaw hard, a brief worry that you might crack some teeth crosses your mind before it clears again. You nod and start scrubbing the floor again, Mildred was right- the floor wasn’t clean, if she weren’t as kind as she is, she wouldn’t have told you this now, so you thank her for telling you. She rolls her eyes and presses down on your back until your elbows give in and you end up face-down on the wet soapy floor, letting out a frustrated whine “Nurse Ratched! I can’t-“ You cry out in pain as she applies more pressure, the heel of her shoe digging harshly into your skin, your thin blouse doing nothing to lessen the sting.

“You can’t? Well then… You can’t sleep in bed with me tonight. You will sleep on the floor because it seems like someone still has some bitch in her despite my best efforts to correct that behaviour.” You let out a broken sob, pleading pathetically for forgiveness but when the pressure left and you had no response, you knew that she no longer thought you were worth replying to.

You don’t know how long it took for you to clean the kitchen floor, but by the time you were done the sun had long since gone to sleep and there was light coming down the hallway from your bedroom. You got up and went to the laundry where you put the cleaning products away, making sure they were in the right place and labels facing forwards just how Mildred likes.

You removed your apron and soiled blouse, putting them in the small laundry basket next to the one Mildred uses. She said that until you learn how to be clean, you were only allowed to wear a thin blouse, apron, and plain underwear, and not to mix your laundry with hers. You learnt the hard-way that this rule was to never be broken- It took months for the cuts on your back to heal after she took to it with a metal ruler, you couldn’t make clothing dirty if you weren’t wearing anything other than underwear.

You made your way to your bedroom, ignoring the growl your stomach makes in hunger- you took too long cleaning the floor, so you weren’t given dinner. Before you step in the room you take a cloth from the small table just to the side of the door and spray it with disinfectant before wiping your hands then feet, putting it in the dirty bucket next to it. You enter the room and go over to the side of the bed Mildred currently is, sat up against the headboard reading the latest medical journal. Rubbing your eyes, you stretch before lying down on the plush mat she put there for you, a small mercy.

The only acknowledgement you get from her is a hand lazily stroking your side, the sensation calming enough for you to fall asleep quickly, mumbling quietly “Good night Millie.” The red-head closes her book and puts it on her side-table, looking down at you she allows herself to smile fondly. She thought you were perfect even if she acted otherwise, was she the one that tamed the beast in you? Or were you the one that actually tamed her?

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freakynct · 5 years ago

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「𝒂-𝒛 𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒔𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔」

— xiao dejun

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a; aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

he's honestly one of the most loving boys i've ever seen, aftercare is so important to him. he'll clean you up, bring you water or food, take a bubble bath with you, literally anything you need and of course, cuddles with you for the rest of the night, a lot of kisses on the cheek and lips

b; body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

his favorite body part on himself is his eyes and eyebrows and he knows how to use them to his advantage. on you i feel like he also really likes your eyes and lips, loves staring at them and seeing your eyes sparkle

c; cum (anything to do with cum basically)

his favorite place to cum is definitely inside you, even if he's wearing a condom he just loves to feel you close to him while he cums. i don't see him as being really messy when he cums tho, he doesn't cum a whole lot and he's more neat with it

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

he's a shy boy at first and won't open right away about his fantasies but that doesn't mean that he doesn't have them. in fact, he often finds himself thinking about how you would look like with your wrists tied up with a pretty pink silk scarf around them, maybe even tying up your ankles as well so that your body is all sprawled out for him as he works his tongue over your clit, sucking gently, his long fingers sliding in and out of you until you've cum so many times that your legs are shaking and you're crying out for him to stop, but he loves to see you cum so much that he just can't and that's when he finds himself getting hard in his pants from the thought but too shy to share it with you

e; experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

i don't think he has a lot of experience and probably only had one partner before but he's eager to learn and pays attention to detail so he'll learn very fast about what you like and what you don't and will work really hard to be a good lover for you

f; favourite position (goes without saying)

xiaojun likes missionary and will fuck you that way most of the time but he also loves to fuck you on your side, having your back pressed against his chest as he thrusts into you and kisses your neck

g; goofy (are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

i don't see him as being goofy at all during sex, he takes it seriously so he won't joke around during the act otherwise it would just make him shy and awkward

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

all i can say is that i see him as the type of guy to trim it well but not too much, he definitely doesn't like seeing it all shaved up, he just won't do that

i; intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

xiaojun needs to be in a relationship with someone to have sex, he just doesn't see the point in doing it if love is not involved. he can be pretty romantic and slow, likes to take a long time with foreplay, it's important to him, and he's also sweeter at first

j; jack off (masturbation headcanon)

doesn't do it really often, maybe about 2 or 3 times a week. he needs to be completely alone, so he will wait until no one is at the dorms so he can have his privacy. he will have lube and towels ready before he starts. likes to tease himself over his pants first and then strokes his cock slowly, applying a bit more pressure and squeezing a bit harder when he gets to the tip. only moves his hand faster when he's about to cum and he sets a towel on his stomach so that things don't get messy and it's easier to clean up

k; kink (one or more of their kinks)

he's not the kinkiest of men but he still enjoys certain kinks like restrains [only soft delicate materials], oral [giving and receiving], overstimulation, forced orgasm and slight chocking

l; location (favourite places to do it)

i think his favorite place to do it really is the bedroom, there's not much to it

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

gentle touches really get to him. soft kisses to his neck, your fingers lightly brushing over his cock and stomach, your hands running through his hair, it will just drive him crazy and he will have to fuck you right then and there

n; no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

i think xiaojun wouldn't do anything that caused you pain, he would feel too guilty about it. might try it once if you really want it but i don't see him liking it or doing it again. also anything that is dangerous he will absolutely say no to

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

he 100% prefers giving. not that he doesn't like your pretty lips wrapped around him but he just loves to see you melt under his touch. he loves tasting you and sucking gently on your clit until you're squirming and moaning and your juices are running down his chin. he gets hard just from thinking about it

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

xiaojun is never too rough with you, he likes taking his time and making you feel good so he starts slow, almost teasingly slow, and then starts picking up pace but he never goes too fast. he likes hard and deep thrusts, likes to feel himself deep inside you and he takes his time finding all of your sensitive spots

q; quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

i don't think he would do it often at all. like i've mentioned before, he likes to take his time and make you feel good in all the ways possible and he just can't do that when having quickies. but if you're really horny and you beg for it he just won't be able to say no to his baby

r; risk (are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

he's not really a risk taker and won't do sexual things in public that often, he's terrified of being caught in the act. but if you're inside the bedroom then he won't say no to experimenting a little bit. he won't be opened to every single thing but he wants to make you feel good and will at least try the things you're most into

s; stamina (how many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

he won't go for many rounds himself, once he has cum i think that's it for him but when it comes to you that's a different story. he loves to see you cum and will make sure you do it more than once and in different ways too, so the sex itself will probably last a really good amount of time, he doesn't like rushing

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

i don't see him using toys that often, he likes you to cum and moan because of him and not some toy but if he does have them then i think it would be something more cute and gentle, in terms of aesthetic and performance, he won't just buy anything that pops up. so probably a cute little pink vibrator or something like that

u; unfair (how much they like to tease)

i think he does it often but not intentionally. he just likes to be gentle with you and take his time so sometimes the way he touches you and the time it takes until he's actually fucking you might make it seem like he's teasing you

v; volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make)

he's a little shy when it comes to moaning and will probably try to hold it in at first but once he gets comfortable he will start to let it out more and more. likes to moan, groan and breathes heavily. will probably try to muffle them against the crook of your neck

w; wild card (get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

a louder moan escaped between your lips as you threw your head back to give xiaojun more room to abuse the skin on your neck, his warm tongue and lips creating small little bruises for you to remember this moment later. "does it feel good, baby?" xiaojun's sweet voice brought you back to reality as his fingers kept working skillfully inside you, massaging your g-spot every time he curled them up and you had to admit he knew your body better than you did at this point. all you could do was whimper in response, your fingers tugging at his hair a little harder as he sped up the pace of his digits. "i wanna make you feel so good, baby. are you gonna cum for me? hm?" his words only made it harder to keep it all in and soon after you were clenching around his fingers, your juices running down his hand as you tried to catch your breath but weren't given the chance, since xiaojun was already face to face with your dripping core. and just as you were about to tell him that you couldn't do it again, he made you swallow your words as he flicked his tongue over your clit. "just one more time baby, please. you look so pretty when you cum for me."

x; x-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

i think xiaojun is either average length or a little bellow average. he's probably uncircumcised since he's chinese and circumcision is not very common there. i also think he isn't too thick or too thin, he's just in the middle

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

he has a very average sex drive, doesn't get horny all the time but he enjoys sex and has it about 4 or 5 times a week. i also don't think it is super easy to make him hard, he needs to be in the mood for you to really turn him on like that

z; zzz (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

doesn't fall asleep right away, he prefers to cuddle and talk for a little bit before you both actually go to sleep. he always needs that little bit of affection right after sex

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