#❀˖°. roxiecanon

[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

≡;-꒰  𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒  ꒱₊˚ ପ⊹ 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 & 𝑫𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒔: 𝑳𝒂𝒄𝒚 𝑳𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆

──  mdni sexual content. l&ds boys' reaction to arriving home with you asleep in lacy lingerie. inclusive of: somnophilia (consensual), kissing, fingering, oral (f. receiving), masturbation (m), cum shot, vaginal sex (unprotected), slight pet name usage, praise, cursing.

⁺₊ / an: AAAAAAA this req was SO FUN i adore somno just as much as you anonie 🙌

caleb would have been very, very pleasantly surprised. to come home to see you asleep on your bed, curled up peacefully as you hugged a pillow? god, he'd think you look absolutely beautiful. he'd notice you wearing the lingerie in his favorite color, and it would already be enough to get him aroused. knowing you'd left a consensual note was enough for him, and then he'd have gently shifted you to lay on your back, his breath hitching as he ran his hands over your smooth skin.

"so pretty," he'd mumble; "so beautiful."

he'd intend to take his time with you, determined to keep you sleep and prolong your blissful peace just a while longer. he'd slowly trail his hands over the lace on your breast, over your cunt—and then your bra would be unclasped, and caleb would slowly, slowly, carefully pull down the waistband of the lacy thong you were wearing. and then his mouth would be on yours, a soft, slow kiss, and then his lips would trail down to your neck, leaving a mark of proof that he would be, just as you'd asked, using you for the night.

slowly, slowly, he'd trail downwards until his tongue reached out to flick at your nipple, soft, gentle swirls as his eyes carefully took note of your body's reactions. you would flinch, sometimes, maybe stir a little, but you wouldn't wake up. and caleb wanted to see how far he could push you.

he'd smile, playing with your tits, and then he'd go lower. and lower.

and his lips would find the wetness of your cunt.

still slow, gentle licks as he'd lap up your arousal, clearly pleased that his attention to your breasts had gotten you so wet for him despite you still being so fast asleep. he'd thrust his tongue inside, enjoying the slight movements of your hips to his ministrations, almost as if his actions had spurred on a dream of your own. and then when he'd finally suck on your clit, you'd gasp and open your eyes, immediately finding your fingers in his hair as the drowsiness in your eyes fade away.

he'd pull back with a grin. "shhh, 's alright, pipsqueak. i'm just gonna have a little more fun with you, yeah? go back to sleep for me?"

rafayel would get aroused at the mere sight of you—so much so that he'd almost be tempted to take a picture. because how could he not? you looked absolutely ravishing, all splayed out on the bed for him, the lace on your body leaving little to imagination as your bare skin was so exposed to him, so... ready.

the note you'd left on the nightstand only made him smirk, but he didn't want to ruin the image in front of him so soon by rushing to use you like the note had asked him to.

instead, he slowly crawled over the mattress to kiss you, and kiss you, smiling at the way your breath would shorten slightlt, and the way your lips would part, as if readily accepting his desire even as your eyes remained peacefully closed. and by the time he pulled back, your mouth was glistening with saliva, almost swollen from all the kisses he'd used it for.

but rafayel wouldn't remove your lingerie, not just yet.

he'd pull his pants down and take out his cock, already hard, already leaking with pre-cum. and he'd start pumping. soft, slow strokes at first, easing him into the pleasure of it as he'd lean back, eyes raking over your body as he stroked his length, his cheeks quickly becoming rosy at the stimulation he was giving himself. and then he'd move faster. his hips would buck into his hand, and soft, quiet groans would fall from his lips. he'd do his best to suppress them, not wanting to make any unnecessary noise that might wake you up—

and then when he releases, his cum would splatter all over your body, ropes of white falling all over your lace as he'd lean back, breathless.

his lips would tug into a smile as you shift slightly in your sleep, his gaze turning into one of pride and admiration both.

his little masterpiece.

"oh, princess... i'm not finished with you yet."

xavier would have jumped in surprise at the sight of you, nearly having to grab the doorframe for support. he knew you'd be here—though he had seen your messages late (and he felt incredibly guilty for it), he knew you'd texted that you would be waiting at his apartment. but he wouldn't have expected this. you, all dolled up for him, wearing such revealing lace lingerie, only covered slightly by a flimsy, see-through nightdress. his eyes would slowly scan over your figure as he'd let out a shaky breath, and then he'd immediately notice the note on his nightstand, all prettily dressed up in the same shade of ribbon that held your little nightgown in place.

and perhaps, that would be it for him—his uniform would be off in seconds, his hands moving to slip off the delicate fabric and push the lace of your thong to the side.

"fuck," he'd curse under his breath, because even you couldn't know just how aroused and needy you would never fail to make him.

and needy, he would be.

though he would try to be as quiet and gentle as he could be—not particularly wanting to wake you up—his movements would be quick and shaky, a clear struggle of holding himself back. within seconds, his mouth would be on your cunt, drinking up the wetness that spread so quickly, having you wet and ready for him so easily. he would lap at your juices, eyes closed, enjoying your taste, and then he'd never be able to make himself wait any longer.

he'd steal a glance at your face as he'd slowly push himself inside you, soft whimpers falling from his lips, as your body twitched slightly. and he'd think to himself with a smile that his actions had probably spurred on a dream, but there would be very little self control left in his body. his thrusts would gradually get faster, deeper, until he was no longer trying to be gentle—he'd fuck you awake, his cheeks flushed, his mouth open in quick, short pants.

"m-mmh... ah-" he'd moan as your eyes open wide, hips bucking into yours in a desperate pace.. "g- g'morning, angel..."

zayne often arrived home late.

you knew this, and now, using you in your sleep had now become a common, long-established, consensual act. on days where he had long night shifts, you simply always expected something to be in store for you the coming evening... and this time, you decided to play things up a little and dress all prettily for him.

and zayne would have been nothing less than pleased at the sight of you when he returned home.

his lips would curl up into a small, satisfied smile at your sleeping figure. you looked so innocent, and so pretty, in your pastel floral lace set—just the way he liked to see you, and just enough to get him all aroused. and you had always given him explicit permission to do as he wished even while you were asleep, so he would make use of that.

his would take his time undressing himself, hanging his coat up neatly in his closet, his steps towards the bed slow and careful, not at all wanting to wake you. and then he'd start with gentle caresses. he'd loom over your body, placing soft kisses all over your face, your jaw, your neck, your shoulders... and then he'd lean up, whispering soft nothings into your ear, despite knowing the fact that you were too deep in your sleep to hear him.

zayne never rushed things; he'd take his time. trailing his fingers over your lace, your breasts, before dipping down to palm the wetness of your cunt seeping out from your thong. "always so wet," he'd whisper to himself, wondering if through all the times he had done things like this to you, your body had developed an automatic response to his nightly presence.

and then his fingers would be inside you, pumping, thrusting, so gentle and so nicely, almost comforting enough to lull you deeper into your sleep, harder to wake you up when he'd claim you fully. his movements were always precise, and this moment would not make it any less—determined to stretch you out and prepare you for him, determined to ensure that even your sleeping figure would enjoy every moment of the pleasure he would give you.

so when he'd push his cock into you, it's easy, and it's natural—and it's perfect.

zayne would fuck you all the way, so slow and sensual in his movements, that you wouldn't awaken from your sleep at all. you would only ever stir, and breathe out soft moans of his name, almost as if somewhere in the back of your mind, you knew what he was doing to you, probably enough to spin lewd dreams inside your mind that he would love more than anything to pry out of you in the morning.

"good girl," he'd coo into your ear. "good girl, taking me like this in your sleep."

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[babyitsmagic]

👚 for cisco, yuki, lorenzo, and roxie !!

@heartfullofxfright || headcanon meme (accepting) 👚 - What is my muse’s favorite color?

Cisco - a soft orange

Yuki - very light blue -- like a few shades lighter than sky blue

Lorenzo - deep green - it's a very specific shade; it's the color of yumi's favorite sweater back in college/the sweater she was wearing when they met

Roxie - purple! it might be pink but she feels like that would be a vain answer lol. but she loves lavender

[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

≡;-꒰ 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 ꒱₊˚ ପ⊹ 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 & 𝑫𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒔 𝑻𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒀𝒐𝒖

── mdni sexual content ; how the boys would tease you in bed. inclusive of: pet name usage, dirty talk, praise, edging, heavy petting, slight mentions of: vaginal sex, fingering, nipple play, oral (f. receiving) ✨

⁺₊ / an: i am a big supporter of these 4 being absolutely infuriating !! xavier's has references to "pretty little mess" if you've caught it 🤭

caleb was impatient at heart. the way he teased you would never have you begging, but always buckling under the weight of his desires, always hiding your face in embarrassment, at every way he'd elicit sounds from you that you didn't even know you could make. you've known him for practically all your life; the mere thought that he could get you like this, see you like this, made you flush impossibly red with embarrassment... and he knew. he'd call you pipsqueak when he spoke, a testament of the closeness of your relationship, and you would barely retain your sanity. he'd praise you, too—relaying in your ears how good you feel and how pretty you look with his cock buried deep into you, telling you every fantasy he'd had in his head, going on about how he's addicted to your pussy and he'd never be the same without it. every dirty word from his mouth had you whimpering, clenching around his length—you hated it, but you loved it. "Oh, fuck, pipsqueak... Takin' me so well like that... fuck, you're just so, so good—"

rafayel would simply be so aggravating. the two of you are always teasing each other, and he'd always find a way to get on your nerves one way or another. so, in the bedroom... well. he'd be smirking at the way your hips would chase his whenever he pulled out of you, almost laughing at your expense, pure amusement written over every inch of his body. he loved you, yes—but he'd never let you cum. not when he was in control; not when he delighted in your whines and your whimpers, begging him for more. he'd simply rub on your arm, mocking coos into your ear about how needy you are—time and time again, whether it be from his fingers or his tongue or his cock, he would dare to leave you thrashing on his bed, your release slipping away from you slowly, slowly. it would render you sensitive to his every touch. closer and closer, reaching the peak of your high quicker every time he edged you... until just a kiss, just a nip against your skin, and you'd be shaking—coming undone, spilling over his sheets. only then would he proceed to fuck you senseless. "wow, so desperate for me! what a cutie~ you want to cum, don't you?"

xavier? sweet, innocent xavier, like you've always known him to be... not. xavier, the little shit, he's deliberate. he'd have fingers trailing all over your skin, barely-there touches that have your hair raising in response. he'd place light, feathery kisses, from your jawline, to your neck, to your collarbone... and he'd have the audacity to breathe so close to your ear, claiming he just wants to cuddle—he doesn't, obviously he doesn't. but he pretends. he pretends like he doesn't know what he's doing to you. and he'd never touch you any more than that until he got his fill, until you would rub your thighs and his ears would perk at the subtle sounds of your wetness. xavier knows exactly how to get you riled up, weak in his arms, mumbling about the unfairness of it all, whining to him how you just want him to fuck you already and skip all these pointless theatrics... but he won't stop. not until he wants to. it doesn't matter how many times you beg. if he wants to see you get even more desperate for him, then he will. "but, angel, why? i'm barely doing anything to you... are you already so wet...?"

zayne always knows what you want. of course he does, he's easily memorized every one of your expressions, every one of your reactions; what gets you clenching tight around his cock and how exactly to make you throw your head back moaning. but he won't do it. he won't do it unless you tell him to, unless he hears the words directly fall from you lips, dictating to him in detail exactly what you want him to do to you. it was never easy for you to do in the first place, so embarrassed of the filthy words coming from your mouth—but he'd make it even harder. be it the friction of his cock gliding in and out of your pussy, or the way his lips would swirl around your nipples, or maybe even just the way he'd look at you—intense, observant, waiting. you could barely form a coherent thought, let alone try to speak in words he could actually understand. "what's wrong, sweetheart? you know you have to tell me. come on, it's not too hard, is it? open your mouth. speak."

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[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

≡;-꒰ 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 ꒱₊˚ ପ⊹ 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 & 𝑫𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒔: 𝑬𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑶𝒖𝒕

── mdni sexual content. l&ds boys and how they eat you out. inclusive of: oral (f. receiving), slight pet name usage, praise, cursing.

⁺₊ / an: your wish is my command anonie! 🥰

rafayel, out of all the boys, would arguably be the most eager, and arguably the most skilled. because first and foremost, he simply loves being there between your thighs. he loves love your smell, and your taste, altogether—so much so that he could definitely stay there for hours.

but he's also anything but nice about it. because the minute you give him permission, he'll be swirling his tongue, lapping at your juices, practically moaning against you with how good you taste...

... and rafayel knows how to use his tongue. he's so damn good at using it, never failing to bring you to your high; never stopping, either. the hours he can spend eating you out aren't soft and gentle, he'll keep up his pace in an almost desperate manner to drink you up. he doesn't mean to overstimulate you, really! it's not intentional, he just can't get enough of you!

"mmhfffuck— taste so damn good—"

xavier would be slow with his movements, just little easygoing, languid licks up your cunt, softly lapping at your entrance. he's also someone who would gladly go at this for house on end, but this is because he finds the process relaxing. comforting. so he prolongs it—he takes his time. he'll focus on the taste, wanting to savor every last drop, as much as possible... all with absolutely no rush, ao it allows you to feel, more accurately, all of what he's doing to you. and boy, would it feel good.

but. the downside of this is that he doesn't necessarily intend on making you cum. sure, he likes your taste, and he'll try to get as much of it as he can—much like rafayel, he won't stop until he's tired and satisfied! but the build-up to your release will definitely be slow. it's almost like teasing, unintentionally... not that he would edge you, or overstimulate you, but he won't actively try to bring you to an orgasm as quickly as possible, either!

"hm? s'okay, angel... you'll get there eventually..."

zayne would eat you out with purpose. he's precise, and very much intentionally wants you to cum. in fact, it's not just a want for him—it's a need. every swirl of his tongue and every suck on your clit is made with the drive to bring you to your high. he knows—he's memorized—all the spots that have your bck arching into his face, allowing the tip of his nose to brush against your clit so perfectly, it has you absolutely reeling.

and he knows exactly how to get you all worked up even more. because the entire time he's eating you out, he will be maintaining eye-contact with you. bright, piercing eyes gazing straight into yours, a hint of mirth in them as his tongue plunges into you.

you're not allowed to look away. you wouldn't dare.

"mm... look at me, sweetheart. need to see you."

caleb would be very much of a tease. he's also someone who knows exactly how you like to be eaten out, and arguably, he'd have impeccable technique—but he won't give you that. he knows how easily you cum from his tongue, that he would rather give all his attention to every other part of your body... before he'd dare to start licking your cunt.

you'd be begging, writhing, aching to have his tongue between your folds... but you simply have to wait. this is one of the only times caleb gets to have his fun in teasing you to no end, and he will, by all means, enjoy it.

"fuck, baby, you're drenched. all this for me?"

jeremiah would start out incredibly, incredibly shy at first. his hands placed tentatively over your thigh, starting with testing little licks because he isn't quite sure of what he's doing... he'd even have you guide his head, anything to ensure he's doing things the way you want him to—because he wants, needs, to make you feel good. he'll even look up at you every now and then with innocent little "was that okay?"s and "did that feel good?"s, always searching for affirmations from you.

and his eyes would be so genuine and sincere despite the act the both of you are participating in, that it's almost adorable, like a breath of fresh air. he'll eat you out with the most considerate prioritization of your pleasure, learning as he goes, until he can undeniably bring you to cum all over his tongue.

"oh... it looks like you liked that? should i do it again? like... this?"

⁺₊ / an: have you noticed i updated my character list for lnds..... LMAKDJSJFJHSHF

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[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

≡;-꒰ 𝐋&𝐃𝐒 ꒱₊˚ ପ⊹ I  𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 𝑨𝒍𝒑𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒕 (𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕)

╰┈➤ ❝ headcanon series | l&ds boys + side characters | smut nsfw 18+ mdni

general tags : afab!reader, vaginal sex, foreplay, dirty talk, cursing, variety of kinks, aftercare, etc. (template here for your reference!)

an : more self-indulgence from yours truly, ft. extra characters i don't usually write ! (aka the extent of roxie's love for side characters...) (also i'd need more than 30 tags to include all their names help)

nsfw a-z headcanons with the love and deepspace cast 🤍 [1/7 done!]

ʀᴀꜰᴀʏᴇʟ ᰔ : link

xᴀᴠɪᴇʀ ᰔ : link

ᴢᴀʏɴᴇ ᰔ : link

ᴊᴇʀᴇᴍɪᴀʜ ᰔ : link

ᴄᴀʟᴇʙ ᰔ : link

ᴛʜᴏᴍᴀꜱ ᰔ : link

ᴊᴇɴɴᴀ ᰔ : link

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[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

hii, i LOVE love the way you write xavier and i was wondering what your thoughts on him having a corruption kink would be? 👀

i feel like it fits him well but maybe it's also just the brainrot talking...

── first of all thank you anonie for the kind words omg, i love xavier Ardently 🤲🤲 and SECOND... corruption kink xavier oh my GOD you are SO. RIGHT i totally get you... the vision... i can SEE IT...

xavier's corruption kink would be a little more on the subtle side—he was always gentle with you, always soft and always attentive to your needs... that is, unless you asked to be treated roughly, unless you begged for him to do otherwise.

and that's probably where it starts.

because xavier would never tell you, but he liked the face you made whenever you're all fucked out for him.

he liked the way your eyes would glaze over; his fingers, or his cock, or his tongue playing and having their way with you. he liked the whimpers you would make at every thrust of his hips, the way his name would fall from your lips in an endless chant, the way your hips would buck up to chase all of this pleasure that he would gladly, gladly give to you... so ruined for him, and him alone.

but even more than that, he loved the build-up.

the build-up of getting you to that state, moaning his name, begging for more—

because you were always just so... innocent.

so pure, so unassuming, so—easy.

the way you'd blush at the slightest mention, the slightest insinuations of these... less-than-pure activities with him... the way your ears would turn pink at even the very sight of him shirtless, despite how desperately you would try to hide it every single time, despite how often you would see him like this just to help him bandage his wounds.

it was cute.

adorable.

and xavier would use it to his advantage every. single. time.

because how would you know?

how would you know that the reason he was so touchy with you, the reason he would whisper these vaguely suggestive words into your ear—was because he desperately, desperately, desperately needed to see you so worked up for him... and not to—to just cuddle with you?

while you always saw him as innocent; he was only ever playing the part to get to you.

calm, whenever he snaked his hands over your waist; dismissive, whenever he placed kisses along the side of your neck—

he loved the shudder of your skin, the whines on your lips when you asked him what he was doing.

"nothing, angel," he'd mumble. "i'm just kissing you. can't i? do you not want me to?"

and oh, he'd love the way you would gradually shift over to begging.

your "no, o-of course i want you to...!" would switch into quiet moans when he'd suckle over a particularly sensitive patch of skin, would switch into a shaky whimper when he'd deliberately brush over your already-hardened nipple.

"x-xavier, don't tease... please..."

and he'd smile.

"but... why? i'm not teasing, angel. what's gotten you so worked up for me like this...?"

and then you'd be vague, and shy, and hesitant; stuttering to cover your desires before your frustration would get the better of you and then you'd be blatant—specific.

pleas of having him deep and perfect and snug inside of you, pleas of having him fuck you senseless—your wants would change, but the message was there. and, god, he had never imagined he could ever hear such filthy words from you at all.

you were his angel, for god's sake! his angel, his princess, his queen—his, and he'd always seen you so... pure.

angelic, just as he called you.

wholesome.

...clean.

but, now, in his hands, you were stained by sin—ruined, for him, by him.

so he'd go through the process again and again, watching you descend from your throne of purity to the depths of whatever he could drag you into—

and god, he loved it.

...but xavier would never tell you that.

it's just his small, dirty little secret...

you don't have to know.

⁺₊ / an: i finally get it... the reason he's always acting so innocent, the way he's always so deliberate with his teasing 😭 he TOTALLY has a corruption kink.

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[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

≡;-꒰ 𝐉𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀𝐇 ꒱₊˚ ପ⊹ I  𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾 𝑨𝒍𝒑𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒕

╰┈➤ ❝ jeremiah x afab!reader | smut nsfw 18+ mdni

tags : switch!jeremiah, kissing and making out, oral (f and m receiving), vaginal sex, creampie, mild themes of possessiveness, slight cursing, use of pet names "milady/my lady" "princess" "baby"

an : haha ... happy april (i'm the fool)

nsfw alphabet masterlist | works masterlist

inspired by this template!

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

jeremiah had started out a little jumpy and lost, no doubt a little unsure of what exactly to do. all he did know for sure is that he couldn't leave you all slick and messy with his cum, and he would immediately spring up with the intention of doing that, almost even insisting that he should change the sheets first, too. you'd have to pull him back down just to ask for a few moments of cuddling, assuring him that you both can get cleaned up in a little bit. he learns easily, though—he won't be so sudden anymore, obliging you by holding you close and placing little kisses on your forehead.

"oh... alright, my lady. i'd like to cuddle with you, too..."

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

of yours? always your lips. he's always found them magnetizing, and perhaps it had always been a dead giveaway for you when he started seeing you as more than just a friend. the way his eyes would drift down to your lips as you spoke, watching the way they moved... he'd lose himself a little bit, just looking at them. and then kissing them is a whole other experience—your lips are so soft, and plush, that he found it so difficult to pull away, always wanting more. he's definitely the type to make out with you for hours on end, lips moving slowly against yours, his hands over your waist and pulling you close.

when it comes to his own body parts, if you asked him he would say it's his hair. but the truth is he doesn't particularly have one, he just likes the way you compliment it. you've made it known from the start how fond you are of his curls, and he loves the way you play with his hair, run your fingers through it, even when you mess it up a little. he'd think, if you love it that much, then he should, too.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

there's something so possessive in the way he'd have grown to be so fixated on cumming inside you. it had been a while before the both of you consented to it, but once he did it, it's almost as if something had snapped. he'd fuck his cum into you, almost chruning it inside you, his hips moving more aggressively against yours as if the very thought of it had him riled up all over again. he'd mumble things about how he can't stop moving now, about how he always has to do this to you whenever you make love, because now.... now, you're completely, wholly, his. no one else gets to fill your pretty little pussy up with cum, but him.

"mmhffuck—take it, princess, take all of it— you're—you're all mine—"

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

god knows how many dirty thoughts jeremiah has been having about you from the very start—only the naughtiest dreams, always wanting nothing more than to bend you over the counter and fuck you right there whenever you walk into his shop. he'd never tell you that he has your scent memorized, he'd never tell you that he'd touch himself to the thought of you even long before you'd started the relationship you have now. whether it was guilt, or embarrassment, or a mix of both—he'd take this secret to the grave.

(bonus: he definitely gets off to the fact that your heart belongs to him now—not to anyone else, not to xavier. he can act and think guiltily about it all he likes, but when his cock is pumping in and out of you? when you take him so damn well? he's filled with a sense of pride and accomplishment that's simply unbeatable. but he would NEVER say it out loud.)

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

jeremiah wouldn't be the least bit experienced, only having his thoughts and his fantasies to guide himself. he'd have been acting ourely on instinct and desire the first time the two of you had gotten intimate, and you'd definitely have needed to teach him a few things here and there. but after all, jeremiah is a fast learner—he'd pride himself in how well and how easily he could pick out what gets you going, memorizing your most sensitive spots so that a few rounds in from the first and he'd have you melting and cumming for him with almost terrifying ease.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying)

jeremiah often switches between classic missionary to having your legs up against his shoulders as he leans back, or other times, he would love to have you riding him in cowgirl position. the bottomline is—he likes looking at you. he wants to see your every reaction, have his eyes rake over your body and take in the way your mouth would fall open in gasps and pants and moans... it makes the moment feel more real to him. more tangible. that he is, in fact, in bed with you; that he is, in fact, fucking you like he's always wanted to.

"this... this isn't a dream, right? you're so beautiful, milady..."

G = Giving (Bedroom dynamics; do they prefer to take charge? Would they rather have you take the reins?)

he's a switch. he might have dom-leaning tendencies whenever he's all worked up and just desperately wants to take you for his own, but he's just as down with having you take control. in his mindset, if he gets to have you at all, then he's more than willing to have you in any way you want—whether you want him to leave you a moaning mess, or whether you want him to be beneath you, begging you for more. he could totally do both.

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

he'd be fairly groomed. he likes being clean, but the process of it is more tedious and effort-inducing than he'd have liked it to be. he doesn't trim as often as he should to keep the neatness maintained, but he at least does it often enough that his body hair never gets too long. most of all, he always wants to look his best for you—so he'd try his best, he really would!

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment? Romantic, serious, goofy, etc…)

a little awkward a first, but definitely leans into the romantic side. he's ever the hopeless romantic, after all—even in your day-to-day interactions, he'd do things like gift you flowers and handwritten letters, write poems about you, recite poetry to you... that, then, when you make love, he'd love to whisper sweet nothings into your ear, tell you how much he loves you and how much he would never want to lose you. he'd want desperately to keep you close to him, too, reveling in the heat of your body and the feeling of your skin flush against his. and he'd love kissing you—not just on your lips, but on your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, your hair, your neck... all over your body, if he could help you. all in all, he wants you, he needs you, he loves you—and he would make that very clear to you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

it's a guilty pleasure; he gets himself off so easily to just the thought of you. with all of the fantasies he has about you nearly every day, he would often end up back in his bed, his cock already leaking. he'd either reach his hand out to touch himself, start pumping into his palm, or other times, he'd be humping his pillow. and it would get worse when you actually start being intimate with each other, because then he'd have memories of you. not just mere thoughts and dreams and fantasies, but now he knows how it feels to have your walls wrap snugly around him, and god—he'd keep wanting it so, so badly. just remembering how you feel or how you taste would get him spilling into his hand with embarrassing ease, moans of your name falling from his lips.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

for one thing: clothing. your clothing. particularly lace, or the more specific combination of a skirt with thigh-high socks. there's something about seeing you in these types of clothes that has his lips going dry, and then he'd be desperately willing himself not to get so obviously hard at the mere sight. it's not good for his mental health, he would huff to himself, but the minute the both of you are alone, he'd want nothing more than to ravage you as much as you would let him. guaranteed that he would love to fuck you with those articles of clothing on, for as long as he could help it—maybe pushing your lace panties to the side, or flipping your skirt up, really almost anything to prolong the sight of you wearing them.

jeremiah also definitely as a thing for pictures. whether he takes them himself or you would willingly send some to him won't matter, but these are pictures that he would definitely use, from time to time, to jerk off to. it's all consensual, of course; it would have killed him to do this to you in secret—but you would remember very clearly the first time he'd asked you, all shy and flustered and adorably pink in the cheeks.

"haah... i really, really like this on you, baby..."

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

he would be very traditional with this, always making sure you were comfortable in a bed... preferably, his bed. he's not entirely too comfortable being intimate with you in your apartment—what with xavier being your neighbor, and everything—and you never really mind spending the night over at his place, either. at this point, it's just become normal for the both of you to stick to the bedroom, where you can be as close and as intimate as you want to be without truly having to worry about noise, or prying eyes or ears.

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

what wouldn't? jeremiah is obsessed with you. it's so easy for you to turn him on, that you genuinely don't even have to try. it could be the clothing you wear, or the way you walk, or the way you talk, the way you smile... if your voice drops a little lower, or if you smirk—the list could go on. it's more of a challenge for him to keep himself in check, and try not to be so obviously desperate for you, but god damn. the things you do to him.

N = Nicknames (What do they call you during the act?)

jeremiah always calls you by the phrase 'my lady', and he always had since the day the both of you met. you'd think him being polite, but it was more a force of habit to him than anything else, before it eventually started growing on him. and then he'd start to use it more... fondly. then it would branch out sometimes into 'pretty', or 'baby', and he would smile each time he called you by a term of endearment. and then he'd calling you 'princess'. you remember the first time he did it, like the nickname meant something more to him than just a nickname, all while he was deep inside your cunt, his hips stuttering slightly. 'princess' would eventually become the nickname you most associated with your bedroom activities. sometimes he'd add a 'my' right before it as if to make a point, and it's especially a favorite of his to say it whenever he fills you up with his cum.

(bonus? any nickname you give him has his stomach filling with butterflies, his heart pounding wildly in his chest. 'miah, jem, sweetie, love—anything works, really.)

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

jeremiah is easily accepting of both—whatever you want to do.

if he receives oral, he would especially love to watch as you take him into your mouth, watch the way your tongue would lick and swirl over the tip of his cock. he'd be panting and whimpering, his face flushed with lust... it wouldn't take long before he'd start bucking his hips into your mouth, keen on getting as much stimulation from you as he can.

if he's giving you oral, he quite prefers it when you sit on his face. he gets especially turned on when you grind against him, feeling your fingers knot into his hair as he knows damn well his nose is brushing against your clit, his tongue slurping up all of your juices. he doesn't have much technique when he eats you out, but again, he's memorized exactly how to bring you to the edge with his tongue—it won't take long before you're cumming all over him.

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

definitely leans more towards the slow and sensual side. he doesn't usually like being fast and rough with you—he treats you gently, and full of love, all the time. nad he likes taking his time with you. he likes savoring the moment, prolonging all the sensations if he could help it—because no matter how much the two of you might have sex, he'd treat it as if it would be a while before the next time that you would. he doesn't want to lose the moment, always wanting to hold you and be close to you and revel in the feeling of your warmth, of your skin. it's only when he nears his high that the desperation kicks in incredibly hard and he can no longer resist it. his pace would become more erratic, and he'd be snapping his hips faster into yours. when he fucks his cum into you, the sensuality in his pace turns into a fiery passion, his face buried into your neck, your body caged underneath him as he thrusts in and out of you.

"c-can't stop, princess... s'too good!"

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

he's not quite the biggest fan. again, he likes taking his time—he wants to feel every little thing, take in every little expression you make, every little reaction. and this is all in spite of how needy he often gets for you. he'd think going for a quick round would be a waste, when he could just power through and wait for the evening, when he could have you all to himself instead. even if you asked him for one, he would still find it in himself to deny you—it's just not worth it to him, and he'll promise to give you what you want later on instead when you have more time.

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

this is something that jeremiah himself can't really make up his mind on. on one hand, there's something about the thrill of risks that definitely has his interests piqued—there's definitely the allure and exhilaration of it, even for him. but on the other hand, he'd easily get anxious about it. jeremiah isn't particularly experienced, and he wouldn't want to mess up—what if he did, and it ends up with him losing you? he wants to prioritize your comfort and your happiness, so the both of you would need a long and proper conversation on this if you're interested in experimenting.

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

jeremiah has a fair amount of stamina. a bit more than you, but not so much that he could really fuck you 'till you pass out, or anything. he'd very much go for maybe two rounds or so, maybe three, but the moment you tell him you're too tired, he'd stop immediately.

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

he wouldn't own any toys of his own, already content with using his hand or even a pillow to please himself. but just in line with his desire to please you, if you wanted to use toys during your activities, he would be more than willing to do that with you. you'd have to guide him through it for the first couple of minutes, of course, but whether you want to use a toy on him, or if you want him to use a toy on you, he'd be quick to learn and do exactly what pleases you.

(if there's any toy that he'd quite like to use on you though, it would definitely be your vibrator. he'd have some sort of look of wonder on his face as he'd watch your thighs tremble with the pleasure it gives you, and his expression would be adorable.)

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

he's not as much of a tease as you are... if at all, really. he just doesn't have the heart to tease you! especially not when he's so needy for you, especially not when he wants so desperately to slide inside of you and take in exactly how it feels to be so snug in your heat. if he ever is unfair, it would only be because he knows how to please you—and it's purely unintentional. it's the way he looks at you, so enamoured as his fingers stretch your walls, so full of love when your body shakes with pleasure... it's the way he groans into your ear, letting you hear how desperate he is for you... it turns you on, and it makes you feel so loved. he doesn't quite know that it makes you feel that way, because on his part, he simply can't help it—he doesn't mean to do it to get you all riled up, he really just loves you that much. and it's the smallest thing, really, but if you ever call him unfair it would be because of that.

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

jeremiah isn't particularly loud, but definitely vocal in letting you know how good he feels. he doesn't shy away from the dirty talk, but rather than it being intentional, it pours out of him almost instinctively—like he can't help it, because that is how good it feels to fuck you like that, and how could he hold back from saying it?

nevertheless, his volume would still be kept quite low. he's often moaning into your neck, or your hair, or even right beside your ear... all these groans, and praises, and beautiful low grunts each time he thrusts back in. if anything, the sounds of all of this, and his voice in your ear, would drive you extra wild, and it would really, really make him so damn happy.

"ah- ah— ngh— p-princess... princess, it's so... nnh— so good...!"

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

again, it's unintentional, but jeremiah would end up overstimulating you a little bit. it's the breeding kink—perhaps he lets it get too much in his head, but whenever he cums inside of you the first time that night, there's simply no way he would stop. he needs to do it one more time—at least one more time. he'd be quite lost in the feeling, not quite giving you a chance to come down from your own high before he's thrusting into you again, desperately wanting to fill you up even more.

"p-princess, baby, i have to—i have to cum again, i have to fill you up, you can take it, right? right? fuck—"

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

jeremiah would be quite average in size. not too long, and not too thick; it's just the perfect size for you. he fits you like a glove, and it feels exactly like you were made for each other. you love it, too, because this way, you could focus freely on how good he makes you feel, and it's also because of this that he's able to go so deep inside of you without hurting you. it wasn't such a shocking change for you the first time the both of you had sex, either—just like everything about him, it's comfortable.

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

again, jeremiah is obsessed with you. he wants you, needs you. his sex drive is quite high when it comes to you because of that, and he might not admit it out loud himself, but you know that you turn him on quite easily. he's practically always ready to be intimate with you, and you adore that he would desperately try to control himself and be respectful around you when the two of you aren't alone. in fact, if you tease him enough in bed, you could definitely get him to beg—that's just how worked up you get him, all the damn time.

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

not too quickly, he always waits for you to sleep first. in line with aftercare, he'd give you a few moments of cuddling before slipping out of bed to get the both of you cleaned, and from there he'll have you snug in his arms, whispering sweet nothings if only to lull you to sleep. he'd kiss the top of your head softly, and once he's sure you're no longer awake, only then would his eyes flutter closed. he'd still be holding you flush against his chest, and feeling all satisfied and content.

"good night, my lady."

⁺₊ / an: i'm downbad, i know... stop me before it gets to the point where add jeremiah to my regularly-written characters and start accepting requests for him HFJSKFJSNBF

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i feel like xavier loooves quiet subs .. no loud or exaggerated moans just sweet quiet whimpers n whines that only he would ever get to hear :(

omg anonie i love this bc you get me... he has the vibes !! 😭🙌 there's just something about him that exudes quiet quiet nights of passion, and perhaps that's why i tend to write him so soft,,, BUT. i think even when he's being rough he'd still rather have you whimpering into your pillow. he'd tell you to muffle your moans if you have to, just to stop yourself from being loud... because at least if you're a little more quiet, you can focus more on his whispers in your ear and all the pleasure he's giving you, just the same way he can focus on your sounds and the way he's the only one who will ever ever hear them 🤲🤲 and honestly that's very hot of him <3 i'll be quiet for you xavi <3

[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

the workout previews AAAAAAAA

xavier is so the type to have u lay underneath him while he does push ups so he can kiss u every time he goes down for motivation. definitely gets tired after like 50 push ups and collapses on top of you like the big baby he is 😩 (but somehow his stamina when he’s fucking the daylights out of you is neverending) i can’t wait for the update to come out!!!

- 🍒 anonie !!

🍒 anonie holy shit bc this is SUCH a good hc?!! i think xavier in reality has a heck lot of stamina, he's just, you know... selective... so he could totally use that to make you believe he needs motivation to get through those 50 push-ups 😭😭 he'll be so close to you and breathing heavily and grunting into your ear and it just becomes so needlessly intimate of a workout and we all know it's completely intentional on his part????? guaranteed he'd also have that knowing little smirk on his face everytime he goes in for a kiss... god i want him to do that to me so bad

[rose-tinted-kalopsia]

hi honeybun!!! the very cool very awesome 🍒 anonnie here ;)

out of all the boys (caleb included) who do you think is most likely to be the most possessive? i naturally thought raf (maybe im just biased as a raf girlie hehe) but after seeing xavier get jealous over jeremiah & zayne jealous over the whole jewelry store thing, im not too sure 🤔 i also feel like caleb is definitely up there on the jealous list just because he’s known you all his life :’) im curious what you think!!

🍒 nonnie !! 💖 this is a lovely question because i do, in fact, have Many Thoughts!! i talked about this with my bestie the other day and we both agreed the the list probably goes from least to most possessive as: caleb, zayne, rafayel, xavier, because hear me out—

caleb i feel like he'd be the most mature about this bc?? first of all he knows you like the back of his hand, and he just has so much trust in you so the jealousy probably won't be super super unberable for him! and he's lived his entire life being your childhood friend, he knows how to set boundaries :( he'd just be so respectful towards you, he's keeping all that jealousy to himself you won't hear a peep from him about it 🙌 zayne . i may be biased bec he generally feels like a Very Mature person and even if he feels jealous he wouldn't act out on it and be so possessive with you either?? it would affect him more than it would caleb, so maybe he'd make a few remarks about it, but.. like have you seen him he's SOOO.. rational.. composed.. calm.. ?! rafayel gets so jealous SO easily. like i can see it this man would be seething with jealousy but he'll be so whiny and bratty about it 😭 sometimes i feel like rafa walks on eggshells with you bc he doesn't want to turn you off/scare you away, so he'd never be extreme about it :( even when he complains, he's observing you and making sure he's not pushing too hard,,, never too outright posessive, and that's why he's 2nd :((( xavier .. have you seen this man . the way he dragged you away from jeremiah??? the way he sprayed water on him just to prevent him from touching you?? the way he thretened to have a talk with him when he thought you were interested in him??? 😭 he doesn't like it when you give attention to other men and he will make that known, to you and to them, no filter!!! he has a lot of yandere potential..

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Kekekeke…first Brainrot of the night…

(How do we feel abt tying Zaynie’s hands to the bedpost and just pleasuring him over and over again with praise cause poor manz works too hard)

-💫

ooohh!!!! this is a take that i am so SO down for... i feel that zayne is usually so take-charge and dominant in most hcs, and i myself see him as very much a giver type—always focusing on making you feel good first, or straight-up you to chase his own pleasure <3 but you are So Right!!!! he works too hard sometimes, and he needs to relax, too!! :( he needs to be pampered, too!! :( and if you have to tie him up so he accepts it and lets you take control for once—which will in fact probably be the case—then so be it !!

also as a bonus bc you mentioned it..... he totally has a praise kink, he's just less obvious about it because he's usually busy praising you 🤷

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I hope this is within the rules! If not you can completely ignore it. But how would de LADS feel or react to an MC who's kind of a perv? Because girls like sex too🫶🏻. Not the kind of perv that's uncomfortable or inconvenient but the kind that makes you go DAMN...I didn't know you were like that...An MC whose mind WILL go to the gutter, whose mouth waters at the thought of anything remotely sexual, any chances to grope kiss or touch WILL be taken! You think you have embarrassing kinks or fantasies? MC doesn't even bat an eye.

omg anonie i'd be happy to offer you Thoughts 🙌 BECAUSE . MC's mind 100% goes to the gutter VERY VERY OFTEN, i choke on my hot chocolate sometimes when i read her responses in all of their cards ??! SHE'S SO BOLD...

and i think it's hilarious bc xavier and rafayel would 100% play to her game ??? i mean,, rafayel's banter? his veiled whispers card? he's so WILLING to go along with whatever, that the shock would subside so quickly and he'd be indulging you immediately 😭 and i mean. we know xavier's mind is Also in the gutter 9/10 times that i'll bet everything he'd be quite happy.....enough to tease you back and be Just as daring. "how come you're allowed to do this... and not me?" PLEASE. zayne would probably be the most shocked ? zero expectations of it. "have some self-respect" "good girls should behave" possibly mild (fond) degradation BUT THIS MF would be smirking and enjoying the HELL out of it. it would be so "i can see you" by taylor swift coded 😭 but also i know caleb would be the most appreciative of it. he'd be shocked out of his mind but this man will be laughing at you and your expense bc "WDYM MY CHILDHOOD FRIEND IS ACTUALLY THIS WILD" the teasing will never end 😭💔

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YESSS exactly my point!! he “doesn’t exercise much bc he doesn’t have the stamina” but then will try to go 3 rounds back to back like HELLOOOO what a little demon

and god forbid you have to do training with him he will absolutely make your life hell “can you sit on my lap for added weight while i do these warmups” halfway through he’s suddenly hard and ur like 🤨🤨 he tries to act like he has no idea what ur talking about but his breathing is getting heavier by the second ugh i need him

- 🍒 anonieee

oh my god this is exactly it bc ?? xavier is always so thorough when fighting, too... there's just absolutely no way his excuse of "not having stamina" is believable??! and it's astonishing bc he isn't just teasing you, he's teasing himself, too, and testing his patience, too 😭 but he just desperately wants to get you worked up... so even if it means torturing himself a little, then So Be It... maybe he even likes it that way

100% when all is said and done you'll be going for multiple rounds in his bed and when you question his stamina he'll pull something like "oh... i was saving it for this" 😔 he's a little shit sometimes 😔

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≡;-꒰  𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 (?) 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒  ꒱₊˚ ପ⊹ 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 & 𝑫𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒔: 𝑨𝒘𝒌𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝑴𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝑫𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑺𝒆𝒙

──  mdni sexual content. inclusive of: vaginal sex, slight pet name usage, shower sex, getting caught, sex as a stress reliever. but overall this is a lot of fun LMAO

the truth, is that caleb would always be willing to experiment.

he's had so much pent up for you, that you'll frequently find he has something in new in mind to try out with you—or, in short, he liked to find new ways to have his way with you. so it wouldn't surprise you that eventually, you'd have your hands pressed against the glass, your head tilting back to meet his kisses. of course, it would feel good, like it always did. his cock would fill you so well, and taking it from behind made you feel everything so much more deeply. it would be oh so asy for both of you to get lost in the pleasure, droplets from the shower, running down your back, the rush of water doing nothing to drown out your moans.

... but shower sex is never just rainbows and butterflies, and sometimes, being fucked silly allows all sense of rationality to go down the drain.

it's quick, when it happens—caleb accidentally knocks down the bar of soap, and the already-running water makes things progressively worse. you gasp, wide-eyed, as you slip, and caleb seems just as surprised as you. perhaps, his reflexes did him no favors in the moment, as his attempts to catch you only have him slipping on the very same trail of soap you'd also slipped on.

the both of you remain on the shower floor with agonizing pain, and perhaps you look more like a drenched, unsatisfied cat than anything else.

"shit—fuck—m'sorry, pipsqueak..."

"...we should just stick to the bedroom next time."

sex with rafayel is always so intoxicating.

he'd have himself buried inside of you in a way that just feels so right, so perfect, that you would always find yourself lost in the moment. whether he goes slow, or fast, or even if he lets you take charge, the result is the same—you could only ever focus on him, him, him. perhaps, it was intentional on his part, but you liked it that way. he made you feel good.

except sometimes, rafayel was too much of an airhead that your distraction wouldn't always end well... such as one particular morning, where he had you pressed against his couch, fucking you as well as he always did, and the sound of footsteps barely registered in either of your ears.

"rafayel, why aren't you answering my calls? i told you, this is an important deal, and—holy fucking shit! are you insane?!!"

rafayel never quite bothered to lock the door, and though you knew this and tried often to get him to do it, there were still times that he would... forget.

such as right then.

in that moment, you would yelp, hitting at his chest, barely having the strength to push him off of you as he hastily throws a nearby blanket over the two of you instead.

and thomas would storm away, eyes shut tightly.

"god! lock the door, rafayel, seriously! just—just finish whatever you're doing and call me back!"

"yeah, yeah. bye, now!"

"...rafa?! never let that happen again!"

in the years you've spent together, you had come to the conclusion that xavier liked to relieve his tension in very specific ways.

you didn't mind it, of course; in fact, you enjoyed it. it's become an established part of your week, him pressing you against the door in as soon as you get home from a particularly tiring mission, soft kisses gradually turning more heated and passionate as he leads you into the bedroom. these moments were some of the only times he'd allow himself to be more selfish with his desires for you, and with no surprise, you'd find yourself looking forward to it—expecting it.

but on one particular night, you find him to be less... dominant, than he usually would be with you in these moments, almost passive. but his hands still roam your body, brushing against all the sensitive spots he's memorized like the back of his hand, still kissing you in a way that would make you melt—so you don't question it immediately. perhaps, you think, he wanted you to take the lead this time.

except, you reach down, and he's...

...not hard at all.

even as you rub against him, as his lips place soft kisses on your neck—

there's no reaction.

he looks up feebly and then you find the telltale traces of exhaustion on his face, the tips of his ears pink with embarrassment. his eyes are nearly drooping closed.

"sorry, angel, i'm too.... i think... i think i just really want to sleep right now, after all..."

"...oh..."

over the course of the past couple of weeks, you'd found that zayne's adorable affection for cats had gotten the better of him.

the calico cat you'd often see roaming his street would now prance happily around his house, feeling almost more at home than zayne himself—surely, at least, that it was certainly home more often than him. you found it adorable, and sweet, and you loved it, you really did!

but...

your more passionate nights with zayne would be rare enough as it is considering his busy schedule, and it was unfortunate that you now hard a rather... entitled audience.

he would by thrusting into you so nicely, so deeply, your legs hooked over his shoulder as he leaned in to whisper sweet nothings into your ear. often, your eyes would be closed as you took in every bit of pleasure he would give to you, fully focused on the feeling of his cock stretching your walls the way you so desperately needed.

...only now, when you open your eyes, you find that a certain ball of fluff had casually walked over to lay on zayne's back.

your eyes lock, and it's almost as if the moment is completely lost.

zayne would stop thrusting, noticing your change in mood, and then he'd recognize the weight on his back.

"...sorry, sweetheart... should i—"

"....it's staring."

"..."

"zayne, maybe... we should do this at my place next time..."

⁺₊ / an: light moments to start the day!!! 💖 it was super hard to choose what exactly to write because there's a lot of awkwardness that goes into sex, but i hope this was a fun little read~

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wip tag:                    ❀˖°. roxiewip oneshot tag:          ✿˖°. roxiefic drabble tag:            ✿˖°. roxiemini headcanons:           ❀˖°. roxiecanon

miscellaneous.

answered asks:              *ੈ♡. rose jar emoji anons:                   *ੈ♡. (emoji) jar request posts:                *ੈ♡. rose garden misc me:                         *ੈ♡. rose talks

fandom-related.

haikyuu:                            ʚɞ*.ﾟ. hq!! stray kids:                         𝄞*.ﾟ. skz tower of god:                   ʚɞ*.ﾟ. tog final fantasy 16:               ʚɞ*.ﾟ. ffxvi reverse 1999:                   ʚɞ*.ﾟ. r1999 bungou stray dogs:      ೀ. bsd blue lock:                         ೀ. bllk final fantasy 7:               ೀ. ffvii lookism:                          ೀ. lksm

love & deepspace.

general tag:                 ʚɞ*.ﾟ. lnds lore/brainrots:             ☄︎*.ﾟ. lndthonk rps:                               ☄︎*.ﾟ. lndrp

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