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So we know that Simon loves chocolate and his missus‘ pussy, what if we combine those two?👀

They say the quickest way to a man's heart is through his stomach so why not fuel his ginormous sweet tooth with a hot fudge cunt sundae? And with sprinkles on top?!

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And when they made their move, there you were sandwiched between them, Alex's stormy blues keeping you in place in conjunction with Gaz's hands on your hips. Dangerously low on your hips. You were all too aware of how good Kyle's hands felt as his thumbs drew calming circles on them. "Tell us what you want, Boss," Alex began, eyes never leaving yours. "S'okay, darling. Let it out. We wanna hear it," Gaz had picked up where Keller left off and Jesus fucking Christ, they'd be the death of you.

an excerpt from my Throuples Shit with Alex and Kyle list

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evening, y'all.

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Teasing free use! Simon by just riding his thigh and ignoring where he wants you to touch him most. It’s kind of like an experiment to see if he can cum hands free. (He can)

You keep snickering when he whines and begs which turns him on even more but by god he’s going to make you pay tomorrow.

Oh, shit.

And pride be damned, Simon begs and whines (and if you mention it later, no he didn't) in that gravelly voice of his and lets it all spill out in a flurry of words. He doesn't give a shit how he sounds, just wants to get the message across.

Stop fuckin' teasing him. See how hard he is for you? See how he's dripping cum? All for you, baby. 'S all for you.

"wanna make you feel good, luv. wanna split you open on my cock—fuck—wanna make you come on me, sweetheart."

But goddamn, you're a sight on his thigh. He knows you're close, baby, and so those large hands grip your hips to control the pace and draw out those moans even more.

"fuckin' close, yeah? c'mon, then. cum on me. want your cum all over my thigh, luv."

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Simon and the missus😌

"Simon, what the hell?"

"Gotta be quicker than that, sweetheart."

And your sugar fiend of a missus actually manages to start chewing before you can react so you decide to do him one better. You're gonna kiss the smug grin off his face.

And then he does you one better and the next thing you know, his candy-coated tongue is down your throat.

Gotta be quicker than that, sweetheart.

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Gaz and Soap who've been plotting on you since the moment they saw you.

It's coordinated on their part, darling, and you're none the wiser. Gaz ups the charm, Soap ups the flirting, and vice versa. Rinse and repeat. It has your head spinning, leaves you flustered, and you feel like the hottest thing on the planet.

As you should. Because you are the hottest thing on the planet and Kyle and Soap would be damned if you thought otherwise, bonnie.

It's only when Soap has you cornered, your back square against the wall, his hard body pressed against yours, that you realize what's happening. You were too caught up in the way Johnny was leaving hickeys on your neck to see Kyle there, leaning against the other wall and watching everything with a smug grin on his face.

Shit.

"Kyle, I—" You gasped out amidst Soap's ministrations.

"—Shh. Keep going, darling. Let it happen." Kyle practically crooned at you.

You could practically feel Soap's smirk on your skin, and that's when you knew. The worry didn't last long though because he pressed a little harder against you, causing you to feel his hard cock, and oh fuck this is really happening.

Yes. Yes, it fucking is.

Mission complete, boys.

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ᴡᴀʀʜᴀᴍᴍᴇʀ [some of the listed are 18+; read at your own discretion]

Calling your favorite Primarch by their full name

Horus Lupercal relationship headcanons

Konrad Curze relationship headcanons

Magnus the Red relationship headcanons

Fulgrim relationship headcanons

Sanguinius relationship headcanons

Lorgar Aurelian relationship headcanons

Rogal Dorn relationship headcanons

Angron relationship headcanons

Leman Russ relationship headcanons

Mortarion relationship headcanons

Roboute Guilliman relationship headcanons

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Which of the cod men would be down for pegging 👀? Who‘d enjoy it hard and who‘d refuse u & even punish you for suggesting it?

It's not delivery, it's the strap!

I got my thots, anon, so lemme start with 141:

Bringing it up with Price would be one of the few times you've seen him go from confused to beet-red. Just... give him some time to process it. Funnily enough, you asked him in the middle of a heavy makeout session.

Gaz'll do it on the condition you try another position and/or explore a kink with him, too. Hey, why not, darling? There's a moment in the beginning where you both start giggling out of nervousness and because the roles are reversed but ultimately, it was pretty cool. Very intimate and romantic. You were so reassuring and he had the goofiest, cutest grin afterward. You two wouldn't mind doing it again.

Soap is your freak-heaux who's down for anything. Goes from you fucking him with a side of praise to him riding THA STRAP™, holding your hands above your head, and alternating between giving you pecks on the lips and whining 'Bonnie'. Your good, slutty boy.

Pegging helps bring out Ghost's fuck nastiness. You brought it up to him once and while you got a quirked eyebrow in response, you thought the conversation was over until some time later when he simply said, "Fuck me like I fuck you," and tossed you the fuckin' strap. So, when he wants to be pampered/needs the release, yeah, Simon has no issues with being pegged. Also helps that he blew the best fucking nut it almost scared him. He's the one who will talk shit while you're pegging him, though, 'cause he wants to feel all that tomorrow. ("That it? Fuck me harder, sweetheart. Wanna feel it tomorrow, wanna—Christ, right there!")

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Being in a relationship with Mortarion would consist of:

Your relationship just... becoming. There's no fanfare or explanation for it, especially within the Death Guard. It just happens, a quiet build-up of tension into a sudden realization, and oh...

Unsurprisingly, just as polarizing as Mortarion is to some of the Death Guard, it seems that sentiment has been pushed onto you as well. As for why, you do not know.

It's not conventional, this union you two have. There isn't the physical loneliness and desperation of, say, Angron's, but a pervasive... something is there. There's a push-pull in your dynamic that's frustrating and curious to you both.

...Of course, this push-pull dynamic is mostly on Mortarion's end because he's a stubborn bastard who refuses to admit the true extent of your importance to him. For example, he'll shrug from physical touch while simultaneously craving it. Just a simple brush against his armor is enough to make Mortation.exe stop working.

Mortarion isn't the most talkative person so at the very least it's a one-sided conversation and on the other end of the spectrum, he... says stuff. Sometimes. He actually prefers to listen to you more than anything.

Becoming accustomed to his stares. And Mortarion stares. A LOT. At you especially. Perhaps in doing so, you've learned to put a name to the emotions swirling in those depths. You can pick up on scrutiny quite clearly, though.

Mortarion's affection manifesting as protectiveness more than anything else. Why else would he be your personal Death Guard? Similarly, he does go to great measures to see that you know how to properly defend yourself as well.

Just as he keeps his distance from his brothers, so, too, does he do the same when it comes to you. In fact, it's safe to say that you're virtually nonexistent to... everyone save his sons.

Periods marked by significant time apart. Mortarion has his duties to attend to and you're doing you for the most part, but when he does come around after a prolonged absence, he just looms nearby. You're not out of his sight, though.

In fact, you're not far from his thoughts. Of course, he'd never really say it to you but he DOES inquire about your well-being when he's away. His most loyal sons are also charged with watching over you. Did you know that?

For all of Mortarion's... Mortarioness, if there's one thing you know, it's that he'll be there for you as long as he has breath in his body. Even with the frustration of your relationship, wherever you are, there he will be, psyker or not. Or will he...?

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Freeform brain rot. Shy Rogal Dorn with reader.

She's sitting in his lap offering him a kiss or whatever.

He very much does want one but he knows his body will almost certainly react and he does not want to make her uncomfortable.

Of course anyone else would have thought of a polite excuse but Rogal Dorn does not lie. Instead he looks away blushing. Having to awkwardly inform her that he very much does but he will almost certainly get an erection if she does. Looking like he wants the ground to swallow him whole.

Reader laughs her ass off, tells this sweet idiot that she does not mind and pulls him into a kiss and my man instantly pops a boner and oh please the way she is rubbing against him when she laughs is NOT helping.

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Gaz and Soap who've been plotting on you since the moment they saw you.

It's coordinated on their part, darling, and you're none the wiser. Gaz ups the charm, Soap ups the flirting, and vice versa. Rinse and repeat. It has your head spinning, leaves you flustered, and you feel like the hottest thing on the planet.

As you should. Because you are the hottest thing on the planet and Kyle and Soap would be damned if you thought otherwise, bonnie.

It's only when Soap has you cornered, your back square against the wall, his hard body pressed against yours, that you realize what's happening. You were too caught up in the way Johnny was leaving hickeys on your neck to see Kyle there, leaning against the other wall and watching everything with a smug grin on his face.

Shit.

"Kyle, I—" You gasped out amidst Soap's ministrations.

"—Shh. Keep going, darling. Let it happen." Kyle practically crooned at you.

You could practically feel Soap's smirk on your skin, and that's when you knew. The worry didn't last long though because he pressed a little harder against you, causing you to feel his hard cock, and oh fuck this is really happening.

Yes. Yes, it fucking is.

Mission complete, boys.

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Alex's head is buried between your thighs while Gaz alternates between kissing you and telling you how good you're being for them. Keep those pretty eyes on him, darling. They want you to absolutely fucking lose it.

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bye bc now im think about bringing alex to the cookout and he's calling everyone "ma'am" and "sir" then all of a sudden my family starts asking us (telling ME) to lock him down fr

(and im teaching him spades idgaf)

Naw but for real, Alex is charming the pants off your relatives.

Even your one relative who lives by "Hoe is Life" tells you to put a ring on it or they will.

And when you do wife him up, that one relative who stays instigating shit (playfully) goes, "How's our husband doing?"

Ours? Who is ours?

Your uncles hate him now 'cause he caught on to Spades real mf quick and stays winning lmao.

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shoutout to my friend and his crawfish étouffée.

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Cuddling/napping with both Gaz and Ghost would be elite. Ghost can wrap his arm around you and Gaz while Gaz soothingly rubs his hand across your back. Also you feel safe because both men are so big and warm.

Absolutely.

You're nestled between the two, your head is tucked under Gaz's chin, and Simon's arm is asleep what with the way it's wrapped around you and Kyle but he doesn't give a damn.

Gaz is peacefully dozing and you're both getting your fair share of white noise with Simon's light snoring.

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Dear bear daddy,,,,

(Halsin portrait I made a while ago))

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