ur reply to 69 anon made me wonder how insane bucky would go if buck came to him with something he wanted to try like…. he short circuits
ohhh my god. yes. this got a bit lengthy whoops!
gale thinks about how much he loves the sounds john makes when he chases his orgasm, inhibitions lost, no filter left, and he starts wondering how he'd sound if he stopped before john could come, how he'd sound begging, how he'd sound when gale starts up again.
a few days later the curiosity is too much, so he waits until he's sat in john's lap, grinding down against him with his hands tangled in dark curls, and he asks against his lips, "can i try something?"
that alone makes john's hips rock up against him, a surprised groan leaving his mouth, pulling back a little to look up at him.
"always," john breathes out, eyes wide, pupils blown. "what?" gale just smiles fondly at his eagerness, shakes his head, feels a bit mean for getting his hopes up, but he thinks it's only fair he gets to have some fun after all the propositions he's followed through on for john.
"it's a surprise," gale murmurs, leaning back in to kiss him again. and they continue as normal, needy kisses and roaming hands, though gale can feel how extra keyed up john is now. eventually he has john's dick in his hand, slick with spit, jerking him off as he sits back on thick thighs, tugging john's bottom lip between his teeth.
and there are the telltale signs of john getting closer– moans becoming breathier, hands grabbing at him, little rolls of hips into his fist, rambling whispers of "so good," "so pretty," and finally, "close."
gale stops his movements completely just as john's pretty noises peak, stilling his hand at the base of his cock, tightening his grip. a wave of heat rushes through him at the choked out moan he receives against his lips, his own face flushing.
john's hips buck up beneath him in search of friction, bouncing him in his lap a bit, fingers digging into gale's waist. a high whine bubbles up in the back of john's throat as his eyes fly open, brows pinched, looking up at gale in confusion.
and gale almost feels bad; he'd feel worse if the desperate sounds didn't go right to his own dick. he hushes john's groan of "why?" with a deep kiss, pressing his lips hard against his, sighing into his mouth.
"wanted to see something," he answers, squeezing his hand around john's cock, grinning at the strangled noise it drags out. "buck," john huffs out, rocking up into his fist when gale loosens his grip enough to do so. "that's not what 'can i try something' is supposed to mean."
"didn't know there were rules," gale hums, but he slinks out of john's lap all the same, dropping to knees and taking john into his mouth, heat pooling in his stomach at the way hands immediately find his hair. and maybe he's feeling nicer now, and he lets john use his mouth to get off as he pleases.
or, his curiosity isn't fully satiated, so he works his tongue around him until his hips are stuttering up again, hands tightening in his hair, and then he pulls off, flattening his palms on john's thighs to keep him pinned when his hips desperately try to chase his mouth.
his own cock throbs in his pants at the broken whine that's wrenched from john's throat at another denial of his orgasm, too lightheaded to fight it when john pulls at his hair to shove him back down on his cock, frantically thrusting up into the heat of his mouth before he's spilling down his throat, curses and moans falling from his lips.
it's the hottest thing gale's heard and it's worth every minute john spends bitching at him (and edging him) later that evening. <3
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Best picture. Childe having his phone struck between his ear and his shoulder talking about bodies that was supposed to be burnt. Wearing a cute apron (something with "Best Hubby" or something like that written there is hilarious). And dealing with one boiling thing in the casserole, two flying pan and while watching the cake in the oven is not burning. All this while you tried to study in the sofa. And even with all this, he still find a paranormal way to tell you to not stand up to take the chips in the cupboard. Not good for your health and dinner will be ready soon enough. I'm sure this guy have eyes behind his head for that. Or prophetic power at this point.
He looks like a mother gossiping on the phone while doing so except that he isn't a mother (yet) and is in no way gossiping. Sometimes hearing his phone calls makes you wonder whether you are allowed to be hearing all that. Didn't he say you'd have to be assassinated if you learnt of sensitive information? Why are you still alive? Most importantly, what level of attention span does he have to be balancing a phone call about a serious issue like an improperly disposed body, two frying pans, something in the oven, and your every movement. You haven't even gotten up yet and he's already called out to you amidst his conversation, telling you to stay seated since dinner is almost ready. Sometimes he even throws an orange over his shoulder to land perfectly in your lap without looking. That occurrence alone makes you respect him and not get too antagonistic with him.
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greetings fellow genshin enthusiasts, i hereby present my beloved character playlists, one of which i'm greatly satisfied with (kaeya's), one which i cannot help but feel dissatisfied with despite everything, even if i treasure it (diluc's) and one which is still a work in progress and coming along over time, but which i thought i should share nevertheless (venti's).
i dare say that all playlists are very character accurate, although some songs may be there solely because of my personal/niche headcanons or interpretations for said characters. but, since i like to believe i know my favorite characters better than myself, i doubt i'm wrong about them. shrugs and leaves these playlists here for you to use for your amusement
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