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Trying Something New

Drabble request from anonymous

Robb Stark x Reader

11. “Good, I like it rough.” 12. “What? Are you going to make me?” 19. “Quiet! They’re going to hear you!”

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Warnings: rough sex

Words: 970ish

You were determined to break him. He had been trying to turn you on all day and you were staying strong and resilient. He was almost getting angry at how hard it was to turn you on today. The two of you had made a bet that whoever was the first to crack was the other person’s servant for a month.

“You know, Robb. If you keep failing to satisfy me I might just have to find another man” you smiled to yourself with your back to your boyfriend because you knew that would piss him off.

“What did you just say?” he all but growled at you, immediately at your back. You could feel the anger bubbling off of him, yet you pushed him further.

You spun around quickly, meeting him with your faces nearly touching and with a devilish smirk on your face you said,

“I said, if you can’t turn me on by trying this hard, I might have to find a man that can.”

You repeating yourself did it.

Your back slammed into the giant armoire as Robb’s one hand was at your throat, the other pinning your shoulder to the large, wooden piece of furniture, and his chest was heaving with rage.

“You say anything like that to me again woman, and I won’t be as gentle as I normally am” he was growling now, his pupils blown wide with anger as his bright eyes bored holes in your soul.

“Good. I like it rough.” you spat out. Smirking at him yet again. You were finally getting what you wanted. This animalistic and almost terrifying side of Robb was something you saw only once and you’d be lying if it didn’t make you soaked. You needed to see it again. You needed to feel it. You just had to be on the receiving end of that rough, primal side of him.

“Shut up!” he yelled, punching the thick wood next to your head and quickly turning away from you. He threw his hands to his side and pacing back and forth, his boots slamming loudly across the stone floor.

“What? Are you going to make me?” you almost screamed, making Robb whip his head toward you with his mouth hung open in shock.

“Y/N… Do-do you want me to be rough with you? Is that why you’re starting a fight with me?” he asked, approaching you looking almost cautious.

You let out a heavy sigh and flopped back onto your bed.

“Yes, Robb. I want you to be rough with me. I want you to choke me and grab me and be aggressive. I want you to mark me. Show people I’m yours. Be territorial of me” you let your arms cover your face, afraid of what he was going to say to your kinky confession. You felt the bed dip next to you and felt Robb’s lips on your shoulder planting small, sweet kisses as he moved toward your neck. You let your arms fall to your side and when Robb’s mouth got to your neck he bit down. Hard.

“Robb!” it was partly a yell, but mostly a moan.

“Shh baby, I got you” he whispered as his tongue quickly soothed over where he bit you.

His mouth worked on one side of your neck as his hand came up to grip it. He pulled back and looked you in the eyes and you nodded, silently giving him permission as his fingertips stretched around your throat. He squeezed lightly, he pressure increasing as he saw just how much you liked it. You were so distracted from the delicious pressure of his hand at your throat that you failed to notice his hand creeping up your thigh until you moaned when two of his fingers entered you. You could see the wide smile on his face at the sounds you were making and could feel his growing erection against your leg.

“Robb” you squeaked out, his hand still at your throat, “Need you.”

He smiled even wider and giggled a little when you pulled him on top of you between your legs. After a moment of fumbling with his trousers, his tip was teasing your entrance, causing you to throw your head back in anticipation.

He entered you slowly, enjoying the feeling of filling you up, inch by inch. Once he was seated inside you, he started to move at a slow, yet steady, pace. As his pace quickened, he let his hand find your throat again, squeezing harder as the both of you plummeted towards your orgasms.

“Fuck Robb!” you yelled, one hand raking nails down his back and the other gripping his bicep.

“Quiet! They’re going to hear you!” he whispered, referring to his family and two other houses that were having a meeting in the next room over.

He clamped his hand over your mouth while leaning on his elbow, allowing you to still breathe out of your nose. You screamed into his other hand as his thumb was rubbing tight circles on your clit as he continued to slam into you. Gods did this man know how to fuck hard when it came down to it. Your orgasm slammed into you so hard your vision faltered a little and your legs started shaking heavily. Robb grinned as he met his release shortly after you, his eyes rolling back and your name coming out of his mouth in a sinful moan.

He rolled off of you, both of you breathing heavy.

“Let’s do that again. I like being aggressive with you” he smiled and closed his eyes as he nuzzled his face into your neck, allowing your limbs to become entangled.

“Good. I like it rough” you giggled as you repeated your earlier words and you felt your boyfriend laugh into your neck and kiss you sweetly on your pulse point.

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In Return - Daenerys Targaryen

Summary: In return for you being with her since Khal Drogo passed, and all the battles you’ve fought in, Dany thinks to return the favor ;)))

“(Y/n), I think it is time for your long over due,” Daenerys looked to Missandei then back to me. “Gift. For bring with me after all these years and fighting by my side.” I looked at her in shock.

“Your Grace, you don’t have to, it is my honor.” I smiled at the queen, her beautiful hair glowed in the sunlight through the windows. She stood from her stone throne.

“Come with me.” She motioned for me to follow her, she leads me to the map room and stood in front of the large windows. “They’re beautiful aren’t they?” She was talking about her dragons, they were flying above the sea roaring.

“Yes, they are, truly.” She turned to me, I stared into her eyes, they were blue with flecks of purple in them.

“Would you like to ride one of them?” She smirked, I looked back out and she walked to the door. Imagining what it would be like, I heard the door close behind me and turned to see Daenerys, walking slowly to me no longer clothed. I turned away from her, I could feel my face heating up. She turned my head to face her again. “I ask you again, would you like to ride a dragon?” I felt a wetness between my legs, my heart was in my throat and I couldn’t speak.

I some how got the words out. “Yes your grace.” She smiled at me.

“Good.” She leaned in and kissed me, agonizingly slow. I kissed back with lust making the kiss deeper. I felt my hands place themselves on her hips and pull her closer. I lifted her to the table and stood between her legs. Her hands untied my dress and her arms wrapped around my neck and pulled me closer. I kissed down her abdomen making my way to her core. I smirked seeing how wet she got, I lightly kissed her, and teased her. My tongue licked her folds slowly, this dragged a long moan out of her. Her hands roamed my hair and I heard her moan more as my tongue teased her hole. She started to grind on my face, I stopped and stood back up.

I pushed her down onto the table, moving any wooden pieces. My hand went down to her core and played with her some more. I pushed one finger in slowly moving it in and out, then added another. I leaned in to kiss her again she leaned away, I looked at her confused.“This is your gift, not mine.” She said and flipped us over so she was now on top. She straddled me pinning my arms above my head.

She kissed me one last time and started to attack my neck, I moaned slightly. One of her hands trailed down and groped my left breast, she played with the nipple then moved her mouth to it. Her tongue swirled around the nipple, I groaned in pleasure.

She started to move further down, kissing every part of my body on the way. I felt her lips make contact with my core and I moaned louder. My hands went to her hair and tangled them in it, one of her hands were on my breast, the other holding my leg down. I moved one hand to hers on my breast and moved it along with hers. I bucked my hips to get more, but this caused her to go slower, she licked amazingly slowly and now held both legs down so I wouldn’t move.

“Oh, Dany!” I moaned out, “Please.” She stopped what she was doing.

“Please, what?” She looked at me with lust and hunger.

“I need you.”

“I’m sorry, what?”

“I need you right now.” I said loudly. She smirked and I felt her tongue enter me, I felt it move inside me, it danced around the entrance, teasing me like I did her. I groaned in annoyance and pleasure. I grinded on her mouth trying to get more contact, she moved away and kissed my inner thighs. Lightly biting them and moving closer back to my heat, but when she would get close she would move to the other thigh. I felt her hair tickle my thighs, she suddenly attacked my wetness again. She kept going until I finally let myself go in her mouth. “I’m going to need to repay you for this.” I laughed, she smiled down at me and kissed me one last time.

She got off the table and walked to her dress that was on the floor. I watched her hips sway and she got dressed again. She walked out the door just like nothing happened.

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↫ AFTER THE WAR |  MASTERLIST ↬

pairing: reader x daenerys targaryen word count: 1,336 request: Can write a daenerys x female reader explicit smut. Where daenerys just conquered the iron throne and later that nights she’s over excited and full of adrenaline. her and the reader have a very eventful night of smut. Please and thank you warning: first smut and shitty ending, please be nice lol

Cheers echoed throughout the ruined halls of the Red Keep and beyond into the city of King’s Landing. Everyone was celebrating the final victory that Daenerys Stormborn had gained. After an extremely extensive battle against both Cersei Lannister and the Night King, she and her allied forces came out on top. This would cement her claim as Queen of the Seven Kingdoms who would continue the legacy of her ancestors.

Now everyone celebrated in her honor, hoping for a prosperous and peaceful future under her reign.

You couldn’t help but stare at the particularly beautiful assets of your Queen. The red and black fabric clung to her every curve, accentuating her semi-large bust and the small bump of her ass. Her radiance increased ever since she sat upon the Iron Throne and gave her victory speech. It made your ecstatic observing her finally doing the things she was born to do.

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Being married to Daenerys Targaryen would include:

Having a slow burn relationship, that’s full of quiet moments, shared laughter and many, many conversations about both political and personal matters.

She asks you to marry her shortly before you leave for Westeros. You accept, but tell her that the wedding could wait until you arrived in Westeros.

“Y/N, you’ve been by my side as my sworn sword for years now. You have protected and loved me like no one ever has. I love you and I want to marry you so that I can spend the rest of my life with you.”

Overcome with emotions, you quietly say, “yes,” before drawing her into a long and gentle kiss.

Having a small wedding with a combined celebration/farewell to Meereen feast afterwards.

Your relationship doesn’t change very much after you’re married. You still protect her and give her advice when she asks for it.

Spending your nights wrapped up in each other’s arms.

Dany loves it when you undo her braids at the end of every day because you slowly run your fingers through her hair. No matter how difficult her day’s been, the ritual calms her down.

You love it when she holds your hand, especially if it’s under the table during meetings with her advisers.

Watching on as your wife finally touches the shores of Westeros.

Leading your armies into battle.

Watching in awe every time Dany flies on Drogon.

You’re not a dragon-rider, but the dragons still love you and let you touch them.

“Are they…purring?”

It’s almost funny for any bystanders, watching how affectionate they are with you.

Being able to make each other laugh even when times get difficult.

Having a healthy, supportive marriage with an amazing woman.

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jon snoow passionate smut with dirty talk? thanks!

Passion, the one thing along with sexual tension so thick in the air you could cut through it with a knife. There you were, Jon kissing you passionately while you lay naked beneath him. His mouth wondered from your lips, down your jaw and to your neck, nipping at the skin while earning a quiet moan. His hand slithered down your stomach and between your legs, rubbing your clit in small slow circles.

“You like that? You like how that feels?”

You grinded against his hand “Yes. Feels so good.”

As he pulled his hand away he positioned his erection at your opening. You bucked against him to try to get him inside you. Finally Jon thrusted past your folds before pulling out and thrusting back in at a slow passionate pace. Your hands wrapped in his curls as you brought him in for another kiss.

“You like my big cock? Huh? I know you do.”

His words were enough to have clamping around him as you felt an orgasm approaching. You couldn’t help but let your nails rake up and down his back as he started pounding against your slick walls. You bit down on his shoulder to muffle the cry of pleasure ripping from your throat as your orgasm ripped through your body. Jon stilled his thrusts as he spilled inside you with a long pleasurable groan.

“Gods, I’ve missed you.” He said catching his breath.

“I missed you too.”

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Jon Snow: Not Done

DRABBLE: Category 2 - ‘i’m/your pregnant and horny’ sex

notes: smuuuut 

Jon walked in the bedroom, taking off his excess layers. You watched him, feeling hot whenever he does something. You waited for him to lay down beside him to speak to him. “How was your day?” You asked as your hand combed his hair. He closed his eyes in thought, with a smile on his face. He stayed like that, softly humming. You pressed your body on him, and he chuckled when he felt that you were naked. His hands made their way on your belly, with the one month growth. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders, as your hand moved down to his trousers. You felt his trail, then him. You played with his tip, and you took him all on your hand. His breath hitches, and he opener his eyes. Jon gripped your body, when you played with him. You felt him go hard, and you wanted him in your mouth. His hand glided on your breasts when you crawled down, putting your legs around him. Immediately, his hands gripped your thighs as you licked the tip. He placed two fingers on either side of your opening, and his tongue played with you. Your hand went up and down, together with your mouth as you felt him harden. You squealed when you felt him use his fingers. His hands spread your cheeks, trying to feel you up. You sucked him, playing with him. His breath hitches, sometimes he stopped to catch himself. “Enough,” he groaned. He moved underneath you, and he used his knee to spread your legs apart when he positioned you on your knees. He slammed into you, and you balled the blanket when he repeatedly thrusted. He instantly went slower when he felt your belly, kissing the back of your neck. This way he made pace, slow but hard, and every thrust excites you. You panted from his touch, and he groaned whenever you whimpered. He never lost his pace, and when he came to his close, you felt the warm liquid enter you, and you fell down exhausted. He squeezed your hips, when he laid down again, but this time he pulled you atop of him. He blew on your part, and you moaned from the pleasure. You felt his tongue again, and you sighed. “I’m not done, yet.”

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In Love With A Crow

Summary: You’ve been in love with Jon for as long as you can remember, but it doesn’t stop him from joining the watch. When you met back up the love is still there

Pairing: Jon x Reader

Warnings: smut, vag penetration, oral(fem recieving)

You paced back and forth in your room not entirely sure what to do. Jon Snow was leaving to join the night’s watch and your heart was breaking at the thought. The two of you had been the best of friends ever since you came to Winterfell. And now he was going to leave without even telling you; you had to hear about it from Robb the night before. “What am I suppose to do Jaileen?” you asked your handmaiden/best friend.

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Betrothed [Jon Snow]

Fandom: Game of Thrones

Character: Jon Snow x Reader

Word Count: 1,970

Warnings: Smut

Request: can u do one with jon snow where he’s the king in the north and you’re bethored to him cause you’re from a noble Family but you love eachother, and in the oneshot u two have been together for over a year and its just some cute fluff stuff and maybe sum smut

Hope you like it x

You fingered the silk of your white wedding dress nervously.

“You look beautiful.” Sansa smiled from behind you

She was currently brushing out your hair so that it fell down your back like a silky waterfall. Sansa had been helping you get ready for your wedding day all morning; she had turned you into a masterpiece, you had never felt more beautiful.

“Are you sure he wants to do this?” You blurted out suddenly.

You had been nervous all night; it was the first night that you had spent without Jon in months. It had felt strange to not have him there beside you, kissing your neck with his arm wrapped protectively around you. Thought had swirled in your head all night; wondering if he truly wanted to marry you. You had been betrothed for years now and although you have been together for a year; you couldn’t help but wonder if he was only with you because of duty.

“Y/N, Jon loves you.” Sansa reassured you gently, “He’s been waiting to marry you since the day you met.”

“Y/N, stop fiddling with your hair.” Your mother scolded as our carriage came to a halt in Winterfell.

“Sorry.” You mumbled.

You couldn’t stop fidgeting; probably because you were about to meet the man you were betrothed to marry. Your marriage to Jon Snow had been planned years ago by both of your families; and when Jon Snow had become The King in the North it had been decided that now was the time to meet each other. You couldn’t be more nervous. You had no idea who Jon Snow was, you had only heard that he was a brave and valiant soldier who had fought valiantly in the battle against Ramsey Snow.

“What is wrong dear?” You mother questioned gently when you didn’t move from the carriage.

“What if he doesn’t like me?” You whispered fearfully, “What if I don’t like him.”

“You will grow to love each other.” Your Mother reassured you; although it had the opposite effect, “Now come on, they are waiting.”

The wedding was going to take place in the Great Hall. The servants had been decorating it all night, lighting candles so that everywhere had a soft gentle glow. Flowers had been bought from the markets and scattered everywhere.

Sansa began leading you down to the Great Hall and you bit your lip as you heard the quiet whispers of the guests.

“There you are!” Arya beamed when she caught sight of you and her older sister, “You’re late!”

“Just like the first day we met you.” Sansa smirked.

“She’s late.” Sansa whispered to her sister Arya.

They were both watching their older half-brother; who was currently pacing the great hall. He had been fiddling with his hair for the past hour and the two girls had watched him in amusement.

He stopped suddenly, turning to face them with a worried look in his eyes, “Well?”

“What?” Arya frowned.

“Do I look ok?” Jon questioned anxiously.

This only caused Sansa and Arya to laugh.

You and your mother were waiting outside the great hall. A servant pushed the door open and announced you both.

Your eyes fell on the young man before you. He was handsome; so handsome it made your heart flutter. He was tall and muscular with wild curly hair that made your hands itch to touch. His dark eyes met yours and a nervous boyish smile spread across his lips.

“Lady Y/N.” He greeted you softly, walking until he was stood in front of you. He hesitantly took your hand in his, “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

The sound of violins flooded your ears as you walked down the hall. A veil covered your face and you clutched a bouquet of flowers in your hands. Your heart hammered in your chest and the world seemed to slow down as you looked at Jon.

He was stood at the end of the hall. His hands were folded in front of him; his hair slightly tamed although it was still wild and curly, just the way you liked it. His dark eyes met yours and a heartbreakingly beautiful smile spread across his face. All doubt vanished from your mind as you realised that what was happening right now was so right. You loved Jon with all your heart; you had loved him since the start.

“So how are you liking Winterfell?” Sansa questioned curiously.

You were currently walking with her around the courtyard. In the weeks that you had been staying in Winterfell you had grown close to the redheaded girl. It had taken a while for the young girl to warm to you; although you weren’t surprised after everything she had been through.

“I like it here.” You answered honestly.

You did like Winterfell. It was different from where you were from. It was strange that Winterfell was always associated with harsh winter when the people here were like summer. Everyone had welcomed you, smiling warmly and pausing to talk to you whenever they had a chance. You felt free here; you could shoot your bow and arrow and run around the forest with the Stark direwolves.

“And Jon?” Sansa pressed, a small smile on her face.

Your cheeks heated up at the mention of the curly haired man. Over the past weeks you had spent a lot of time together. You had grown comfortable with him; you shared the same love of books and horse riding, and you could now talk to him without worrying about saying something stupid. However in the past week things had changed; every time you were near him you couldn’t stop looking at his lips, wondering what it would be like to kiss him. Lingering touches had been exchanged, and longer goodnight as you both stared at each other longingly.

“Yes, I suppose I like him too.” You answered casually.

Sansa smirked, seeing right through your act, “Is that so?”

You opened your mouth to reply when something nudged at your legs. You looked down to see Ghost, his snow white fur slightly dirty with mud. You kneeled down and stroked his head; smiling as he moved closer to you.

“It’s amazing how much he likes you.” Sansa breathed in shock, “He only ever lets Jon touch him usually.”

“It seems I have some competition.” A deep voice stated in amusement.

You looked up to see Jon walking towards you. He was also slightly muddy, his sword strapped to his side and his boots wet. You guessed he had been practasing fighting in the woods; you had learned he often did that when he needed to clear his head.

“It seems you do,” You grinned teasingly, “And I’m sorry to tell you but you’re losing.” You stroked Ghost once again and Jon smirked.

“I’ll have to change that.” Jon said with determination, “Walk with me?”

“Of course.” You agreed, moving to stand beside him after waving goodbye to Sansa, “Especially if Ghost is coming.” You added teasingly before you allowed him to lead you into the woods.

“You look beautiful.” Jon whispered as you finally reached him.

His hands found yours immediately, tugging you towards him as you both repeated your vows.

“I love you Y/N.” Jon smiled.

“I love you Jon.” You breathed happily as his lips closed around your own.

Jon had finally given into temptation.

He had you pressed against a tree trunk, his arms wrapped around you small frame as he kissed you desperately. Your hands were entangled in his hair as you kissed him furiously, your heart beating madly in your chest as the man you loved kissed you.

You had not planned for this to happen; it was just supposed to be an innocent walk in the forest, but the hunger had taken over you both and you couldn’t wait any longer.

“Gods Y/N,” Jon breathed against your lips as his hands caressed your waist, “Do you know how long I’ve waited for this?”

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this.” Jon gulped huskily as you walked over to him.

The wedding ceremony was over and after much drinking and dancing, Jon had finally taken you up to his bedchamber. Throughout the night your need for him had grown; you had exchanged glances every second and danced so closely the guests around you had began to grow uncomfortable. But now was the time; you were finally alone.

Jon tugged you towards him; not able to control himself any longer.

His lips were on yours in seconds; hot and passionate. Your hands entwined themselves in his curly hair as his tugged at the strings of your silk wedding dress. He grunted when he finally loosened the fabric; quickly tugging it down your body. His eyes trailed down your naked body, a low groan escaping his lips before he met your eyes once again.

“My beautiful wife.” He smiled before kissing you once again.

You kissed each other desperately, a hunger you had never experienced taking over you. You had waited for this moment over a year; your body had been begging to be touched by his own for over a year.

Jon backed you up so that you fell on the bed. He crawled on top of you quickly, kissing you fiercely before he turned his attention to your neck. He nipped and sucked, leaving his mark before he moved further down your body. His mouth closed around your breast, his tongue swirling around the sensitive bud. The new sensation caused you to gasp, your fingers carding through his dark hair.

He moved lower until he was kneeling on the ground, his face between your legs. You looked down at him to see him licking his lips, his dark eyes flickering up to meet your own. Without warning he leaned forward, his tongue circling your clit. A loud moan sounded from your lips as your back left the bed. He continued to lick you, teasing you with agonisingly slow circular motions until you were begging him to let you come. He lunged deeper, his tongue moving at such a fast pace it left you a screaming mess.

You breathed heavily as you came down from your release. Jon quickly tugged down his trousers and squared himself up against your entrance. You sat up so you could wrap your arms around his neck. He pushed into you slowly and kissed your lips softly; stifling your moan. He groaned at the feel of you and rested his forehead against your own.

“I love you.” He whispered against your hair.

His movements sped up when you started moaning. You tugged at his hair and bit his neck, moaning as his thrust became harder and more unforgiving. You squirmed against him, moaning his name as he pushed you further and further over the edge. One hard thrust caused you to break, curses spilling for your lips as you threw your head back in ecstasy. Jon helped you ride your high out before he couldn’t hold it any longer.

He gently laid you down on the bed, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close to him. He kissed your sweaty forehead gently as you gazed up at him; wondering how you ever got so lucky to be able to marry a man you loved so dearly.

“Goodnight wife.” He grinned boyishly; looking down at you lovingly.

“Goodnight husband.” You replied, just as happily.

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jon snaugh NSFW alphabet? love your writings love xx

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

Jon is absolutely sweet after sex. Wrapping his arms around you, making sure you're warm from the freezing North weather. Planting a kiss on your forehead as you drift to asleep on his chest.

B= Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partners)

He loves your breasts. The perfect size for him. How well they fit it in his hands, how soft they are, he doesn't mind giving them attention just as much as anything else. His favorite body part of his would be his abs.

C= Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

He's not really into anything too dirty. But he has admitted he loves cumming inside you.

D= Dirty Secret (A dirty secret of theirs)

One thing he's always wanted to try is anal and fucking your tits. He would love to know what both feel like, even though he would never admit he'd like to try it.

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

He doesn't have that much, but enough to know what he's doing. To say the least, he learns rather quickly.

F= Favorite Position (This goes without saying)

Definitely Missionary. He likes to see every facial expression you make, the way you rake your nails down his back. It turns him on more than anything.

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

Jon is actually very serious in the moment. But, he likes to hear your laugh afterwards.

H= Hair (How well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes?)

Well, he doesn't like that much hair. He trims because he can't stand a lot of hair down there.

I= Intimacy (How are they during the moment? Romantic aspect)

Very intimate when it comes to sex. Loving and careful not to hurt you. But when you want it rough, you'll get it

J= Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

He's not really into masturbation. He'd rather have you touching him then doing it himself.

K= Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Even though he doesn't let it out often, it's dominance. He'll pin you to the bed, tease you and have you begging him to fuck you.

L= Location (Favorite places)

Definitely the bed chambers infront of the fire, on the furs. The extra heat from the fire adds to the moment.

M= Motivation (What turns them on? Gets them going)

When you call out his name as he fucks you against the furs, or that look of lust in your eyes. Just everything about you turns him on.

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

He wouldn't be into anything that would hurt you.

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

He's definitely a giver. Like before he's a fast learner so he knows what he's doing with that tongue of his. He'll let you suck him off occasionally but not often.

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

Most of the time he'll go slow, just to enjoy the feel of you around him. But when he wants to he'll get rough, but not rough to where he'll hurt you.

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

Not a big fan of quickies. Only what it's necessary. He'd rather have your body the right way so he can cherish everything of you.

R= Risk (Are they game to experiment? Do they take risks?)

He's up for experimenting any time if you ask him to, as he's aware of the risks. But if he thinks anything is going to hurt you, forget it. He won't do it.

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

Depends on the pace he goes. If he takes it slow, he can go more than four rounds. If he goes fast, maybe past two rounds.

T= Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them?)

Toys are a no go, for you and him.

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

Oh yeah, he likes to whisper dirty things in your ear, touch you until you're dripping wet, denying you an orgasm, have you begging for his cock. Everything that has to do with teasing.

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

He's not very loud, he's more of a low growler and hisser. But if he's really into it, you can hear the moaning and groaning.

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

Jon loves having his hands on your body. Anywhere really. Your arms, back, neck, breasts, legs. Every inch of you he has to have and feel. He can't help himself. You're so beautiful to him.

X= X-ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants, pictures or words

8 inches and thick!

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

You wouldn't think it but Jon has a pretty high sex drive. But he learned how to control it. Now when you're alone, it's game over.

Z= ZZZ (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

You always fall asleep before him, so he'll lay there and hold you for as long as he can before he does. He likes to see the peace you're in when sleeping. Doesn't matter how tired he is afterwards.

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jon snow: hands

anon requested: hit me with that against-the-wall, i-almost-lost-you jon snow smut?

notes: smut, smutty, s m u t. i tried to, so enjoy like 1,400 words of smut not counting the cut above. enjoy!!! bc i really did omg

Jon lifted you up off you feet as you appeared before him. His arms wrapped around your shoulders, as he gasped.

You were here, he thought, she’s here.

You laughed as he kissed your cheeks, “I thought you were gone,”

You raise your brow at him, patting his stubbly cheeks. “Jon, I told you I was going home for awhile.”

“No, you didn’t.”

“Yes, I did,” you said as you tiptoed to kiss him passionately on the lips.

“I thought I almost lost you,” he continued as he broke away. He placed your hand on his chest, kissing your inner wrist.

“You overreact sometimes, wolf,” you giggled as you placed you down. You reached up to kiss his jaw, and he kissed your forehead.

He reached down to nibble down at your ear as he whispered, “Let me show you how much I’ve missed you.” He cocked his head to the side with a subtle wink and you tighten your hand around his own as he walked up the stairs with you to his room.

When he closed the door, you leaned knowingly against the wall, feeling his eyes move to your hands as you untied your coat at the tips. He took in a breathe as the coat was disregarded at the bottom, and walked over to you, his hands on both sides of your neck, “Dirty,” he whispered as you stood before him in a low cut top, showing him generously your chest.

And he began. And you did, too.

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        You grunted, languidly laying your worn body onto the extended chair. Alex glanced over at you while you were pooling in drowsiness. “What, a fourty-eight hour shift got you down?”

       Chuckling, you said, “With your rays of sunshine right next to me?  Pfft, never.”

       “Seriously, (y/n), you should go home, rest up. Pretty sure the hospital will stay standing while you’re gone.”

       “No time. I have a patient in critical condition whose family is counting on me. This is my bed now,” you grumbled.

       “Tell you what,” he let out a small breath, “you rest up, I’ll check on your patient, grab you a damn blanket and pillow, and I’ll wake you up when it’s morning. If you’re not up doing jumping jacks by then.” You internally smiled.

       “You’re an angel in disguise, Alex.”

       “Yeah, yeah, be quiet and sleep.”

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i didn’t want to scare you

a/n- was in the mood to write another Karev imagine and saw this gif. i also imagined this as them talking while they’re doing a simple surgery but it looks like they’re talking over lunch and y/n is a cardio surgeon :))

warning- little tiny mention of baby making but not explicit

alex seemed like he was in a mood today and you decided to keep your distance (you knew he would talk to you when he was ready to)

the night before you two were talking about your future and of course children

“i mean i don’t care when, i definitely see it in the future but i don’t want expect to be pregnant tomorrow” you said laughing

alex was surprised, he was happy you wanted kids because when he first met you, you HATED kids

now he couldn’t stop thinking about it

when was the right time? how many? he hated that he didn’t ask and that he was too scared to ask rn

schmitt was on his service today and of course he noticed alex’s mood was off and just had to keep asking during surgery

“what’s wrong? i mean you don’t have to tell me- i wouldn’t tell- ah you know what nevermind” “relax schmitt”

alex wasn’t sure who to talk to (mer was at a conference) and at the moment just needed to talk about it

“y/n and i want children”

schmitt was shocked and didn’t expect this from his attending “you want children? actually you don’t have to talk about this with me its alright”

“no its good, i mean i could use an outside perspective sometimes. it’s just y/n wants kids later in life while i want them now”

just then the patient started coding and karev didn’t know why so he paged you

you rushed to the OR and saw that the patient had a clot and needed your attention

there was a weird feeling in the room like something just happened without you knowing

schmitt kept fidgeting and coughing while alex kept looking at him to shut him up

you got annoyed by it at a certain point “schmitt is there something you need to tell me. if not concentrate on the patient not whatever you and dr. karev have going on”

“oh im sorry dr.l/n its just dr. karev told me he wanted to children soon not later in life”

karev just looked at schmitt “dude if you don’t scrub out right now and do scut work right now i’ll beat you up!”

schmitt was scared to death and ran out

you just started laughing “you don’t have to be rude to them you know. i mean remember when we were them” “well i like being feared a bit and i was an awesome surgeon”

therr was an awkward silence a bit

you broke the silence “alex you do realize i really had no timeline for children and i don’t care that you want them soon”

“yeah i’m sorry, i guess i overreacted a bit, i just didn’t want to scare you away by constantly asking for children”

you two just laughing and finished up the surgery

needless to say you two started trying after that little conversation ;)

[the-real-mrs-winchester]

Cheer up, buttercup | Alex Karev

Request by anon:  can you do a fic where you’re alex’s bestfriend and you have a bad day and he cheers you up? like maybe your patient died or something w your family idk. but like lots of hugs and just hanging out pls💗

Warnings: maybe spoilers of like season 6

Pairing: Alex Karev x fem!Reader

Note: not my gif!

Hope you enjoy darling! Much love, Mer xx

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He was just 17 years old. He had his whole life in front of him and it was just ripped away from him. He suffered from a punctured lung and a weak heart. Maggie wasn’t able to replair the damage and neither did you. When you delivered the news to his parents, they broke down. His mother needed to be admitted because of a panic attack and too less oxygen in her brain. It was the most terrible part of the job, and more often than less you had to tell loved ones how you couldn’t save them.

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Couples Costume

Pairing: Lexie Grey x Reader

Requested: Anonymous

Prompts: #31 “We should do a couples costume.” “But we’re not a couple.”

Summary: You suggest going in a couples costume hoping it’ll lead to a date

GIF Not Mine

Right now you were sitting on the nurses station table swinging your legs as you racked your brain for a Halloween costume to wear for this party one of your fellow interns were hosting. Lexie was stood next to you filling out some chart that one of the attendings need. When you first met Lexie she peaked your interest and ever since you have been harbouring a huge crush on her. You kept sneaking glance at her trying to pluck up the courage to ask her to go with you as your date, even though she was also invited. “We should do a couples costume.” You blurted out. Lexie looked up from her work, eyes wide like saucers. What you didn’t know was that she had a crush on you.

“But we’re not a couple though…” She noted.

“I know but I thought maybe we could dress up as an iconic duo and go to the party together.” You shrugged trying to play it off as if you meant as friends.

“Like a date?” Lexie asked wanting to clarity. She hoped the answer is yes like a date and silently prayed that it was.

“I mean… if you want it to be a date then yeah it’s a date but if you don’t then it’s a bit awkward.” You said, bowing your head in embarrassment.

Lexie grinned when she heard that you meant it as a date. “Well, it’s a good job I want it to be a date too.” She told you. Your head snapped up not knowing if you heard correctly but when you saw Lexie’s smile you knew she meant it. A huge grin formed on your face, matching Lexie’s.

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Friends With Benefits

Request - Could you write a imagine for Lexie grey where her and the reader (Derek’s little sister) are secretly sleeping around and nobody except Meredith and Derek know because the caught them and when the reader sees mark flirting with Lexie she gets really jealous and takes Lexie to an on-call room ;) smut with a fluffy end❤️

Smut

Warning - Oc Insert (Luna), Swearing, SMUT, Grey’s Spoilers

Pairing - Lexie Grey X Shepherd!Reader

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Being related to Derek Shepherd came with perks. Being good looking, smart, and extremely good in bed. Landing a job with your brother was easy, as you followed him and the rest of your sibling’s footsteps and becoming a surgeon. Though you’ve been at Seattle Grace since Derek moved all the way from New York. You always had your brother’s side of things. So when Mark Sloan came around looking for trouble you didn’t play nice. 

You and Mark did share a few things in common, like sleeping around the hospital. Which, of course, is what you had just finished doing, but unlike Mark, you were only sleeping around with one person. Panting and sweating from the sex you just had with who some would call your “friend with benefits”. It was mostly a secret that you were sleeping around the hospital as Derek and Meredith had walked in on you about two weeks ago, scolding the two of you before just letting it go altogether. 

The two of you lay in the bed, you playing with her hair as you stare at the ceiling. “Meredith’s gonna kill me.” You say with a sigh, slowly sitting up as your pager went off. Lexie watches you as you get up and dress before doing the same. “I’ll find you after.” You tell her, grabbing her butt before walking out of the room and heading off to find Meredith for whatever she needed of you. 

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Lexie blushed fiercely as you wrapped your arms around her waist. “I have ten minutes until i have to be out of her and back on the floor,” you purred. “What do you say we make it count?” 

Lexie giggled her face going splotchy red. “Here?” she gasped. 

“Why not? All the cool doctors do it in the on call rooms,” you said with a naughty grin. 

“Is that so?” a new voice asked. 

Both you and Lexie jumped while Meredith stood in the doorway with her lips pursed and her arms folded over her chest. 

“Meredith!” Lexie exclaimed. “Y/N and I were just about to–” 

“Oh believe me I know exactly what you two were about to do you don’t have to explain that part. All I want to know is why you didn’t tell me you and Y/N were seeing each other.” 

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Quit Flirting With My Girlfriend

Pairing: Lexie Grey x Reader

Requested: Anonymous

Prompts: #1 “Are you sure I can’t punch him in the face? What if I break his nose a little?”

#15 “Listen to me. Don’t do it.”

#18 “Do you hear that? That’s the sound of you being a dumbass.”

#24 “You’re an idiot.” “But I’m your idiot.”

Summary: Mark won’t stop flirting with your girlfriend, Lexie.

GIF Not Mine

“Listen to me. Don’t do it.” Meredith said as the two of you were standing by the nurses station. Mark and Lexie were standing at the other side of the hallway and even though you couldn’t hear the conversation you knew Mark was flirting with your girlfriend. Lexie, however, had no clue that he was flirting with her. You wanted to tell her but was afraid that you would come across as jealous.

“Do what?” You asked trying to not make it obvious you were just scowling at Mark.

“You want to punch Mark in the face because he keeps flirting with Lexie even though the two of you are happily dating. Don’t do it.” She warned knowing that if you did you would come to regret it.

“Are you sure I can’t punch him in the face? What if I break his nose a little?” You looked back over to Mark and Lexie, seeing how close he was standing.

“Don’t do it.” Meredith singsonged as she walked away to see a patient. You thought about walking away too but your legs took you the opposite direction to where your girlfriend was standing.

“Can I borrow Lexie for a second?” You asked after you cleared your throat to get Mark’s attention. You didn’t wait for his response but instead lead Lexie away to the nurses desk where you were just standing with Meredith, away from Mark’s prying ears.

“What’s going on with you?” Lexie wondered.

“Mark is flirting with you.” You told her, full of seriousness.

Lexie burst out laughing when you said that but stopped when she saw you were serious. “Do you hear that? That’s the sound of you being a dumbass.” She jokingly said. “Mark is this way with everyone. It’s just who he is.”

“Firstly, he doesn’t with me. Secondly, it doesn’t mean I have to like it.” You huffed. Mark wasn’t your biggest fan since the moment you met him. Lexie bit her lip to stop herself from laughing. She thought this side of you was cute. She glanced over her shoulder seeing Mark looking your way and turned back, grabbing your face in her delicate hands and pressed a kiss to your lips.

“You’re an idiot.” Lexie mumbled onto your lips.

“But I’m your idiot.” You replied, a smirk appearing on your lips.

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