#low stamina and sleepy yes

[luna-lovegreat]

So I'm totally normal about this (<- bold faced lie) but

Whenever someone falls, and is injured or overwhelmed in battle, Sky is always the first one to notice and get there to help

He repeats these phrases:

"Oh no!" When he notices someone's in trouble and needs his help.

And "I've/We've got you!" When he's coming to help.

Here's 19,928 examples

Literally the first battle we see them fight together

Everyone else went after the moblin, and Sky went to help who got stabbed (revenge vs rescue, Skys got his priorities right)

When Wild got injured jumping in front of a sword for Wind

When Twilight got injured (he and wars got there asap)

When they were getting Twilight out and Lizards followed

When Legend was surrounded while the others were debating (again, priorities people)

We talk about how he's there emotionally for the others, but in battle? Sky will drop everything and go to who needs help. And he's truly the most reliable in tense battle because of that. He's teased for being slow/ low stamina/ sleepy, but the truth is he's the fastest swordsman, and if someone needs him? He's there. Instantly, he's there to help.

And I think that's pretty cool :)

[hyperfizationss]

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 𝚊𝚕𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚝.

X male reader smut.

Charlie(yuurivoice) x amab/male (can be gender neutral but it is focused on male) reader

A-after care (what they’re like after sex)

Yeah,no.not that he would like to do it,but he’s either stunned or sleepy after sex,so your the one doing aftercare

B-body part (their and your favorite body part)

Personal headcanon that Charlie has really veiny hands for no reason,so he adores his hands,the way he can hold a joint and grab your dick is amazing.his favorite body part of yours would have to be your hair,long short as long as he can use it to grip you while your sucking his dick he likes it.

C-cum (kinda self explanatory)

He’s has mixed feelings abt it,he doesn’t mind it but he’s not completely into it.but he doesn’t like to swallow it,so don’t try that kinky shit on him

D-dirty secret (also self explanatory)

Desperately wants to be choked out and called a male slut.

E-experience (does he know what he’s doing?)

Charlie has definitely had his share of hookups,he knows what he’s doing but he’ll act like he doesn’t cause he’s a Whiney baby

F- fav position (also kinda self explanatory)

Pirates bounty and suspended congress (both are gay sex positions.and as a girl,I think they both have the funniest name on planet earth)

G-Goofy (how are they in the moment,serious or silly?)

Charlie likes to be a tease,he prefers to keep the bedroom light hearted and fun,he definitely keeps you entertained if you here what I’m saying

H-hair (how well groomed are they,does the carpet match the drapes)

He shaves,nothing special about it.but I do think he’d be a bit harry

I-intamicy (how are they in the moment,on the romantic aspect)

He can be lovey dovey,like dying I love you in low groans as she fucks you

J-Jack off (masturbation hc)

I’ll give you this much,he wants to be caught,he wants you to see him jacking off to a picture of you while you were sucking him off once

K-kink (any kink of theirs)

Praise kink,choking kink(even tho it doesn’t happen) and not sure if this counts but he really likes to slap his dick around your face before you suck him off

L-location (places he likes or has done it)

He’s definitely took you in the closet of Pete’s Pizzeria,and in the back of his car,and he’s pushed you over the kitchen counter before,but he stopped and said he was joking cause he was nervous

M-motivation (what gets him going)

When you admit your horny to him,that could make him cum anytime anywhere

N-no.(something he wouldn’t do)

He wouldn’t be into hate fucking,he’s a strong believer of “we don’t go to bed mad in this house”

O-oral (giver or receiver?)

He honestly doesn’t care,he likes to give just as much as he likes to receive.but don’t make him swallow cum,that’s how you get no oral for a week

P-pace (how fast/rough are they)

He’s fast and rough,he likes hearing you whine ass he fucks your ass and digs his hands into your lower body

Q-quickie (opinions on them)

One simple word

Yes.

R-risk (risky thoughts or experiments)

He so wants to pull you into an alley and give you the best blowing of your life but he’s to afraid to do so

S-Stamina(how many rounds)

Depends on the day,if he didn’t have work he’s more likely to go for about 5 maybe 6,but after a long day he really just needs to cum so maybe 1 or 2 rounds

T-toys (does he own them?like them?)

He personally doesn’t own anything other than a dildo he keeps under his bed,but I’d you have cooler stuff you want to sue on him he’s down

U-Unfair(how much they like teasing)

If you start to whine and say fuck offs and fuck you’s to him he’ll force you to look at him and apologize(which is so hot)

V-Volume (how loud is he)

Oh Jesus he can be loud and whiney,like no matter what the position is,he’s a big whiner

W-Wildcard (random headcanon)

He likes to bite your thighs(god damn I’m mains myself blush,and I’m writing about gay sex)

X-X-ray (how big is he)

A tiny bit over average (6.7 inches)

Y-Yearning ( how high is his sex drive)

Anytime,anywhere,no matter what

Z-zzzzz (how quickly they fall apart)

He gets tired so easily,so easily so he’s asleep almost immediately

Kinda a gift for a friend (i know I usually don’t do smut but ya know ppl change)

[hikikolol]

*vity as your fwb*

ot9

idea from this piece (*slip up*) where in; nine of your friends take turns into pleasuring you -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --

♡ park serim

he'd so be the type to call you up in the middle of the night when he's feeling a little stressed from all of the requirements given to him from his course

hard dom on days he's frustrated and soft dom on days he just wants to chill

calls you 'angel' 'babe' 'baby' with the occasional 'slut' 'cum bag' and 'cock sleeve'

dreams of the threesome you did with woobin that one time (it was the first time you squirted so much)

would literally invite you out to the gym just so he could fuck you right after

black lingerie sets him off bad

asks you to cockwarm him often when he works on his reqs

♡ ma allen

it's obvious that allen is a giver, your pleasure is his pleasure

insane fucking stroke game through and through

he calls you in once every blue moon, it's because he always waits for you to make the first move (he feels guilty that the other guys use you too much that he doesn't want to take your rest days and make it his own...unless you ask for it)

literally would make a list on his notes app on things he did that made you moan loudly so he could do it all in one go the next time you guys do it

such a SWEET FUCKING THING

one of the best aftercare fr

moan his name, it would make him lose his mind

♡ koo jungmo

would literally use his "black card" excuse to bed you when you're not in the mood

sugar daddy in the making fr

the one who started it all by asking you to suck on his dick one night when he was feeling horny and it was just the two of you in his room

you don't know why you said yes but it was mostly because his eyes were too mesmerizing

great at sex and you can't even deny it

highest sex drive amongst the rest, it surprised you the most when his stamina was so high even after three rounds (as if he doesn't almost die from running up four floors of stairs)

treats you out on dates after resting which is nice

it's the literal princess treatment

♡ seo woobin

the literal definition of soft dom

so caring before and after intercourse that you might've thought he was your actual boyfriend

sweet fucking words dripping like honey while he whispers them into your ears MY GOD

tries not to ruin you too much but can't help it on some days when he's feeling a little bit more

you still dream of the day when sweet ruby choked you while you were having sex, it was one of his rough days

he dines and he wines before he fills

makes you breakfast when you sleep over too, waffles became a staple

loses his fucking mind when he sees you in a skirt. he would literally go up behind you and starts grinding (this is when you guys are alone in the dorm, he's not big on exhibitionism)

♡ ham wonjin

it's a 50/50 with this dude, there are times where you're horny but his jokes turns you off immediatley, and there are times where his jokes made you completely wet

he's great with sloppy thrusts, those make you cum so much faster

he likes eating you out too

lingerie lover, would seriously not take them off whilst you fuck

high socks too? sign him the fuck up, he loves the visual of your flesh being so tight in long socks, it turns him on way too much

you had to remind him that periods were a thing at one point because he was trying so hard to eat you out but you kept pushing away

texts you at the ass crack of dawn to say he's at the door and to let him in so you can fuck (there are times when you left him out to go home, though)

literally goofy sex to passionate real quick

besties 5ver tho

♡ kang minhee

lazy sex? yeah, lazy sex

literally would be lounging around on his bed and you'd catch him stare at your tits until you give in and pull your shirt up yourself

can't deny this man of tits, could literally spend hours fucking them

wearing a low cut shirt will be the death of him (cue dragging you into his room for a quick fuck)

sleeping on his bed would most probably end up with sleepy sex as he grinds his hips onto you while you try to sleep

you can never say no to minhee, honestly, because once he uses that eye smile that lifts up his freckled cheeks oh you're done

aftercare consists of him wiping you down then throwing it at a random corner of his room to lay down with you...falling asleep right away (one time you had to put his brief and boxers on for him while he slept)

sugar daddy in the making

♡ song hyeongjun

an absolute switch, one day he likes being on top then the other he's a complete bottom

his whimpers makes you lose your mind, gets louder the nearer he is to cumming too

he texts you in the middle of the night to tell you that he touched himself to the thought of you, in a very shy cute way that had you running to his doorstep

drives you insane with his thrusts, insane stroke game pt. 2

high stamina = hours on end

skirt kink pt. 2

most fav position is when you ride him though, best position for switch me thinks. one minute, you control the speed and the next, he has you slightly lifted up so that he could ram himself into you (cue screams)

luvs luvs luvs when you call him 'puppy' but will never say that out loud

♡ kim taeyoung

has an ego taller that the tallest building fr

pretty chill but can totally be evil, he starts up most of the threesomes...

absolutely gets a kick at seeing you fucked out, and maybe being fucked by someone else while he's in the room

flirts nonstop to get your attention

something you found cute though is when he kind of gets shy after cumming, the shy smile that creeps up to his face when he reaches out for something to wipe you with looks so ethreal

loves to look at you while he fucks, it's either staring at your fucked out face or his point of view when his cock disappears into your cunt, he feels like it's straight out of a porn video

after all that shy shenanigans though, he never fails to pull up his digi cam to take a picture of you being a mess (all with consent of course)

♡ ahn seongmin

the first time you had sex, you were expecting him to learn quickly but you never expected him to make you moan so loud

seriously has the most sub energy but is surprisingly a switch, you loved it when he put your legs up to ram into you (made you cum embarrassingly fast)

tries not to overthink too much when he's pleasuring you so that he could enjoy it himself, forgets that thought the moment you moan out his name though

he knows the a to z of aftercare, went as far as to put on a face mask and pampered you all night

likes to do it in private, meaning, if there are other people in the dorm, you can forget about it

would like to learn how to eat you out next

-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- surprise!! came earlier than expected lmaoo i had way too much motivation to write today so here you goo hihihi hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it <33

[seokka0o]

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🎃 ᴅᴀʏ 7

sʜɪʙᴀʀɪ

Seo Woobin 🎃afab!Reader

Warning: Overstimulation; Breeding Kink; subspace;petnames

English is not my first language, so there may be some grammar errors

Woobin tightened the wrist rope with a very unique lack of delicacy. Sweat running down your face and body on the verge of collapse, numb and all you could see with little clarity was Woobin's beautiful and unwavering figure who took care of each of his bonds. , holding you firmly from head to toe.

Helping your body face down, Woobin left the pillow available for your head to rest and caressed your face, brushing aside your sweat-wet hair. You're had been there for hours, and you could feel each minute pass clearly, right after the sixth orgasm everything in your being seemed to no longer fully understand the situation.

'Are you ready sweetheart?' He asked, looking at your drooling, tired face, your body tried to move but without much success, so you just nodded. Woobin knew you couldn't handle another cum inside, not as well as he would like and the stamina of at least a hundred men could definitely kill you, but it wasn't like he cared too much, that was his condition and when he was sure he could continue, woobin quickly got back behind you, placing your tied legs between his. and then the dick fit into your sensitive entrance, making you whimper

"Shh...I'll take care of you" Woobin separated the bands of your ass and then fits the tip of his dick at your entrance, sliding it back inside. Your moan at this moment was the most animalistic possible, your practically sleepy body, desperate for the excess, contracted, still receiving him. "Oh darling you always do so well"

Woobin caressed your numb ass after so many slaps and squeezed it right after, returning to the sequence of thrusts, deliberating, whether it should be the last time or not, in the process hearing you cry so desperately, moaning from the pleasure, contracting from the size which you felt you could never get used to.

"F-fuck…bin–" you let out in a low voice, motionless, feeling your whole body react desperately to the way he was thrusting into you and grunting so aggressively, woobin is an insatiable man that was a fact, you just never expected it to be this way.

"Yeah sweetie, keep moaning for me" he grabbed one of the ropes that held your arms and used it as a support, fucking with more speed, tearing your walls, feeling everything inside you and trying hard to push it out "you're going to receive me once again?"

Woobin was trying to keep you conscious until the end, the loud noises of thrusts and moans could stop if he wasn't careful and since you intended to take it to the end, so he would.

"Y-yeah...please, spill everything- everything  inside me one more time" you asked in the most coherent way possible, burying your face in the pillow every time the contraction was more violent. Woobin kept a firm grip on your tied arms, changing the amount of acceleration every time he felt you were close to cumming again.

"You're going to get all my babies hm?" He mumbled under his breath, practically swearing the phrase into your ears. Your eyes closed in despair at the mixture of sensations, the air practically taking away everything you had.

"Y-yes...all of them" you moaned slyly, taking all the thrusts in acceleration, woobin was panting, letting out moans full of air allowing yours and his body to receive everything and without too much warning, the limits were reached with extraordinary force , leaving you speechless for a few seconds before starting to curse and moan next to him in despair, for the purpose of feeling all his liquid fill you once again, now leading to your total end.

“F-feels so good-” you whimpered, defeated. Woobin came out of you right after leaving everything inside and first pulled the ropes from your wrist, freeing you from the restraints, then from your ankles, noticing the beautiful marks he had left this time, proud of the work he had done, the most beautiful drawings marked on your skin

"Come on sweet, I'll take care of you" he said before picking you up and taking you to the shower with him

[bubbledtee]

sometimes I think to myself about cuddling in bed with papa het. like sometimes I just want to kiss (and bite gently) all over his shoulders and trace his tattoos and them him getting turned on and sleepily fucking me into the bed. Like a slow paced fuck, but each thrust is hard and heavy and making me whine, giving him little praises, holding on to his arm. him calling me baby under his raspy, low breathes. He might be older, but he still got some stamina in him, I swear.

hnngngngnrjbfen sleepy sex with papa het sounds so amazing rn ://

the little things he’d say under his breath while he fucked you would be sooooooo hot. imagine his sleepy voice when he says “taking daddy’s cock so well, baby. all nice n warm for me, fuck-“ hensndnd i need him so bad

and yes omg his stamina is definitely still amazing. he needs to feel you cum around his cock at least twice before he cums himself :)) <33 he’s so considerate of his lil princess and just wants to make her feel so good ^-^

[lemonflowercat]

75 soft: day 2

[x] meditate x at least 15min every day

[x] breathwork x9min every day

[] 1400cal x6/week

didn't stick to this, I ate like 1850. but I'm choosing to be as casual about this as I would be about missing out on breathwork. normally I would give myself a lot of grief for exceeding my limit - I think this is counterproductive in the big picture because it nurtures the whole restriction mindset, feeds guilt - which is an emotion I no longer want to associate with food.

[x] [] [x] 1 raw veggie or a fruit per meal

still at it with my liver paté cherry tomato lettuce sprouts salad :3 and!!! one of my most favourite ever things ever - roasted apples with vanilla greek yogurt+chia seeds. roasted apples are probably the only way I can make myself look forward to eating apples.

here's some thoughts on why i chose to go with "eat 1 raw thing in every meal" as my food goal:

- as part of the ethical consumer aspect of my vision board - raw foods are something that i can't go too wrong with. (let's not talk about pesticides, ok?) i grew up in a home that eats meat on a daily (mostly fish and chicken), and it doesn't come easy to make more vegetarian choices. this is a way to expand what a "good meal" looks like to me.

- i've had a balanced whole foods diet phase, a keto phase, i've had a low carb phase, i've had the most gym bro-esque high protein phase.

keto made no difference to me.

low carb was impractical - i noticed a significant drop in my stamina while on it. i vouch for complex carbs though - no post-meal sleepiness plus my energy stays up stable and for long.

high protein was great in terms of muscle growth - i still vouch for make sure to consume my RDA. but beyond that, it got pretty unsustainable for me because, given my current financial status, meeting low cal high protein goals gets expensive. i also worry about the load a high protein diet puts on my kidneys - at my age, irrational i guess. but i'm aiming to build something sustainable for the years to come, so i'll pay heed to this fear.

all in all, the balanced whole foods diet phase has worked for me best. i feel like my skin got clearer and my hair legit got shinier while on a balanced diet. i also love that feeling of mmm, i'm so full of good nutrients right now, haha. the satisfaction post a healthy meal is for real!

- another aspect of my food values is honoring my produce. given the times we live in, food is something a lot of us have the privilege of taking for granted. beyond craving-satisfaction, beyond fuel, food embodies the circle of life. death = life. eating stuff raw or cooked minimally, not doused in tons of spice is a way for me to really connect with that little fruit/veggie and it makes me think of sunshine, wind, rain and little critters in the soil all making their own magic.

- the antioxidants!!! i smoke a lot. and then we have pollution, and the inflammatory and atherogenic foods that i consume more often than i'd like. i also come from a family with significant history of heart disease, diabetes, hypertension - the whole plethora of modern man's illnesses. this is my little way of looking after my body - healthcare advice is my love language, yea.

- gut health. and yes, //fingers crossed// someday i'll contribute my own tiny but significant bit of research to how gut microbiome truly does affect overall well-being, including mental health.

soy "faux minced meat" is so underrated.

[x] 2.5L of water/day

[x] morning walk/run or yoga x6/w

[x] evening wxo x6/w

[x] 30min of reading or any form of self-expression/day

[x] progress picture/day

[blueparadis]

Gojo Satoru || A to Z Profile

rating : mature

type : drabble; special event post

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A- Aftercare

Just after releasing he would sloppily roll to take a breather,still panting and would sweet talk you for another round.

B- Bondage

Yes,he likes it but would prefer your hands on him. He likes to be touched while he's taking his time with you.

C- Cover the Cry

He is undeniably so loud when it comes to being intimate with you. His low groans while kissing you makes him restless, hungry which is nothing but a tease to your ears.

D - Dominance

He is a soft dom which might sound so not like him but he is "The Gojo Satoru". He's quite tired of his intimidating presence around everyone so mostly prefers to be the bottom.

E - Erogenous Zones

He is explicitly sensative given the fact he always maintains his limitless aura.Touch his hands and he interlaces his with yours immediately. Nuzzle his cheeks and he just melts in your hands.

F - Favourite body part

He likes to be kissed on his hands ,arms and cheeks but he loves to place soft kisses on your belly.

G- Get caught

Gojo never gets caught in the act and if he catches you he just won't go easy on you. It's an invitation to him if he finds out that you're touching yourself in his absence.

H - Humiliation

No, it's an absolutely turn off for him. He is a narcissist but he wouldn't just talk down to you to maintain it.

I - Idle Zone

Ummm, he waits. He doesn't ruin it by touching himself.He saves it,his hunger for you and when he finally gets you in his embrace he becomes very impatient.

J - Join the show

He might be into it and would definitely sweet talk you for this. He would take his time by slowly exposing you to spectators to finally get what he wants. He's curious so he would like to try it out, atleast once.

K- Kissing

He kisses your bare chest while thrusting you. Not too much, just enough to teach you. Morning kisses are his favourite.

L-Location & Lighting

He's like a different person if the lights are turned off. He becomes expressive given the fact he's not being watched while he moans under your touch.

M-Masochism

He doesn't. He has already a lot of emotional baggage so it's not very exciting for him to get hot by inflicting pain upon himself.

N - Nudity

Gojo prefers fucking you totally naked. Sweating bodies clashing against eachother accompanied by muffled moans.

O- Orgasm Control

He hates it, like he's horrible if he's denied. It makes him really restless and whiney. He would taunt you for days and would enact a perfect payback for you.

P- Public Place

He does like it but he's in the lead, always. He wouldn't let you touch him yet make a moaning mess out of you.

Q - Quite Quikie

He does it just to deny your orgasm when you're at the peak. He's so good at sweet talk that you won't probably hold a grudge against you for giving frequent quikies.

R- Routine

He doesn't have one but keeps lecturing you about it. He is health conscious but not about himself.

S- Stamina

He is a restless. He upholds well and would go multiple rounds when it comes to making you cum.

T - Time to Tease

He is teasing you all the time whether your busy with work or simply relaxing. He has an endless spree of teasing you.

U - Underwear

Black. He prefers you in black while he would sit on bed in his glowing pants. He does like to get a pout on your face.

V- Voyeurism

He's indeed an exhibitionist, a subtle one. Those are quite enticing! I mean he would just watch you flinch while touching himself.

W- WAM

He doesn't have the capacity to read the room. If you spill a bit onto yourself,he would lick it in one go and be like "oops! I didn't know there was a napkin".He's not a fan of wasting food.

X - X-dressing

He isn't against it but he wouldn't do anything to you,i mean he wouldn't touch you okay? But definitely keep some pictures of you.

Z - Zone out

He is at loss if you try for a sleepy session and Oh Boy! he doesn't drink , so you don't have the privilege to see universe-talk from Gojo.

By @blueparadis do not alter and repost elsewhere.

[obeymeluv]

“I Got All A’s! Can I Have Some Dick?” (Bros + Undateables)

Just something stupid and funny I thought about. You had a very tough semester in the Devildom and you got good grades! You want to celebrate and go to your favorite demon to ask for a special reward.

Obvious NSFW warning. No minors allowed!

No Luke. Luke is baby.

I have a personal headcanon that Simeon likes to be totally cozy when he writes. We’re talking big fluffy sweaters or a blanket cozy. I like to think he wears glasses when he writes, too.

Lucifer

He’s part of a special committee who’s notified about your grades/progress so he actually knows before you do

Proud boyfriend is proud

Purrs when he opens up the wax-pressed envelope and reviews your marks

Secretly plans a cute, fancy dinner date at Ristorante Six

Is thinking of being suave and breaking the news to you when you bounce into his study (he may or may not have poured a couple of glasses of your favorite age-appropriate beverage)

He’s got something witty prepped and is ready to toast you and maybe steal a few kisses but you come out of left field like a bullet with a simple “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”

Lucifer.exe is broken

That’s what you want as a reward? No dinner, no date?

Literally doesn’t know what to say for a few seconds. Totally freezes. Starts to stutter.

His brain kicks back in when you start playing with the folds of his collar and petting his chest and staring at him with those wanting eyes

Sets his glass down, fixes the cuff of his gloves, and hoists you up to plant you on the nearest surface. “I will make it worth every point, and you will say all the letters.” he purrs.

Mammon

He’s just happy he passed.

Mammon actually does pretty well, he’s just a very...chaotically successful type. A lot of last minute turn-ins and such. Not top marks, but no dunce either.

Now that the semester’s over he’s checking his schedule to see when the next shoot is or if he has time to squeeze in a party. Maybe a trip somewhere. Something fun!

He’s feeling lucky! Lucky enough to win some money and make Goldie happy!

If he’s going anywhere, he needs a good luck charm though! He goes to hunt you down and his stomach just warms because you’re smiling and clearly in a good mood

It makes him purr in that cute, curious little way. Basically using the demon’s language to ask you why you’re in such a good mood (but you don’t know that. It’s basically a cute chirp).

You both shout your good news at the same time.

His invite to go tear it up was a bit long so it takes a minute for his brain to process what you said. You want...his dick?

Boy wants to blush SO BAD. HE’S SO RED!

Well now his thing seems stupid, doesn’t it? He wants to do your thing! Your thing sounds GREAT!

“OF COURSE you want to be with the GREAT Mammon!” he’s got his hands on his hips and his chest is puffed out big in that happy, silly way he has about him.

No, really, you do your thing. It’s a great thing.

It’s a good way to unwind from exams, right? He likes it!

Levi

If Levi didn’t get good grades, Lucifer would kill him.

Probably force him to go to school physically ALL THE TIME!

HIS SUBSCRIPTIONS WOULD BE AT RISK,OKAY?

He’s a solid B student (at least). No desire to be all A’s. Too much time away from other passions.

Because he’s well-behaved and leas likely to get on Lucifer’s nerves, he gets a little bit of bonus money for good grades.

Levi’s neck-deep in his charts and comparisons and muttering to himself about where to invest that money when you pop into his room

“I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?!”

You get The Noise

How indecent! How naughty of you to ask! But yes, yes you can. Absolutely. 100%!

He’s really shy about it because it’s sudden and you asked him instead of him having a cool moment or anything, but it ends up being a giggle-filled romp that ends with a cuddle in his bathtub bed and you wrapped up in his tail

He totally suggests a round two with a sexy VR game or just making bets with ‘winner take all’

Satan

He’s a grade juggernaut with lots of self-discipline so Satan expects to get out what he gets in

The type to be smug because he knows he did well. He owes it to himself and he’s glad.

Likes to treat himself to an outing, be it a simple walk or a visit to a cafe or even a new book

Satan’s 100% ready to settle down with some books by the fireplace. At the end of the semester he typically makes a one or two-portion charcuterie board and picks at it while he reads

Thumb keeping his place, Satan’s in the middle of stacking a fancy little cracker with meat and cheese when you let yourself in

His eyes flick to you and he smiles, eating his little cracker

You pick at his tray with him (he’ll let you, of course). “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”

Chokes on cracker. It’s not a good time

Almost drowns himself/further chokes trying to wash it down with drink

Can’t help but laugh at your...bold request

When he sees he’s kind of sputtered all over himself, he slips out of his clothes and makes a few witty jokes as your ‘naked butler’

Naked butler happily provides his services

Later he makes you picked crushed cracker off the floor with him

Asmo

The second Asmo knew he passed everything (like he always does. Just because he’s pretty doesn’t mean he’s stupid!), he booked himself a full day pampering experience

His inner circle of beauty specialist know his routine so they save his spots for him

Asmo sweet-talked them into including his favorite human and he’s DYING to tell you and DYING to make his brothers jealous

You skip into his room, so bright and lovely, and hold his hands in the cute excited way he likes. Makes his heart skip a beat every time like it’s young love.

“I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”

Doesn’t expect it and has probably never been asked ‘Can I have some dick?’ in the thousands of years he’s been alive

Boy gives an airy laugh because he’s surprised and flattered. Of COURSE you want him (because who wouldn’t?) but he always gets a bit shy when it’s YOU asking

“Sounds amazing,” he’s already peppering you with kisses, “and I’m happy to provide but can we do it after our special spa day?”

You guys have a sweet, lazy round the day of the booking to ‘loosen up’ and ‘fully appreciate the services’ and he DEFINITELY worships you when all is said and done because ‘the epitome of beauty deserve the epitome of devotion’

Beel

Boy works hard and celebrates even harder. Usually with food

Because he’s always hungry and looking forward to eating, Beel likes to do his work ahead of time. The sooner he does it, the more time he has to eat!

He has to keep up good grades to stay on the sports teams, anyways

Solid B student, sometimes A’s. C’s and below aren’t a thing. He refuses.

Because he is also best boy and generally acts as Lucifer’s pseudo-enforcer, he also gets some bonus money.

The coach of his local sports team also pitches in because Beel is best boy and a TANK. He could literally carry the whole team

Beel’s all set to hit the town with his food money when find him and wrap your arms around him

He’s all excited and ready to tell you about the food money when you make his face catch fire. “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”

Brain also stops. BEEL IS SO EMBARRASSED!

You’d rather have him than food? That’s pretty impressive! He’s honored!

But...what if you could have both? He’s totally down for both!

You celebrate your success by staying in (bed) and spoiling yourselves with food in-between rounds

Belphie

Belphie is a ‘C’s get degrees’ kind of guy but C’s are his minimum. Tries for B’s and usually gets mid-to-low B’s.

With exams over he’s 100% down to sleep the day away and there’s NO REASON for ANYONE TO BUG HIM ABOUT IT!

Totally prepared to live in his finest pyjamas until school starts again. Might even treat himself to a new pillow or blanket!

If he hadn’t learned your scent by now, you wouldn’t have a face when you breach his blanket cocoon

Belphie just snorts and smiles at your little face and messy hair (the blankets give it static and mess it up)

You kiss his nose and wait to make sure he’s really awake before sharing the good news. “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”

Laughs himself to the point of almost choking on one of his blankets

Throws himself out of the cocoon to breathe and wipe his tears away

But yes, yes you can. After he calms down, he pulls you onto his lap to straddle him. 

It’s fun and lazy but a genuine celebration of the end of the semester

Diavolo

He’s the other part of the committee that saw your grades, so he knows

It’s a bit off his plate so he won’t have as many duties to attend to

Diavolo wasn’t sure when you’d come over, but Barbatos assured him you’d be over that day. He did his best to speed through his meetings and arrange his schedule to have a rest period

He asked Barbatos to prepare a small, modest lunch of finger foods and some complimentary tea

You may have thought Diavolo was making himself a plate when you walked in, but it was actually a plate for you

The prince of the Devildom almost dropped that plate when you said, “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”

Prince of Hell is super blushy and flustered and awkward and almost knocks his teacup off the table. Is suddenly scrambling to make sure he doesn’t know anything else off the table

Tries to compose himself but can’t help the boyish smile and laugh that escapes him

You’re just such a lovely, fascinating person! He’s so happy to have you. His life seems eternal but you make it so fresh and new! His heart just bursts with love and delight.

Is no longer worried about the food or pushing in your chair for you. Offers his lap instead. “I have an opening for that,” he assures, pulling you onto his lap.

Diavolo likes to think he’s thoughtful about taking you on the floor because Barbatos doesn’t have much to clean up.

If your stomach grumbles after you’re settled and sleepy, he pulls himself off your body long enough to grab a plate from the table and put it beside your head. 

Demons have more stamina and it would be un-princely of him not to spoil you, so he feeds you until you’re too sleepy to eat.

Barbatos

It’s exhausting to be able to see multiple timelines and see into the future.

He never knows how far into the future he’s seeing, or if it’s in the timeline he’s currently in

All he knows is he heard you ask him for dick and almost dumped the wrong thing in the soup, okay? 

Had to excuse himself and ask someone on the cooking team to take over for him while he “dealt with another matter” (laughed it out where no one could hear him)

I’m not sure if Barbatos is considered a student at RAD, but Diavolo must be too. We’ll say he is. Boy is a master of self-discipline and scheduling so he’s fine. Flawless, as a butler should be. It carries over into all things.

It’s a delicate balance sometimes, but he’s type A and used to being busy so it works itself out. He does well.

Barbatos simply looks forward to having less to do. Focusing on Diavolo can be a job all its own.

He was planning on making a few sweets for Luke and the others. Diavolo suggested a “pot luck” to celebrate. It’s something the humans came up with and he seems to like it. It turns into sweets for the pot luck

Probably makes you a special mini-dessert or a special portion of the dessert

If he’s in control of plate presentation, you might get a special sauce heart of chocolate heart

When Diavolo is generous enough to include him in the celebration (because he deserves it and you’re there, so it’d be cruel not to), Barbatos makes small talk and woos you subtly

You ask him to “show you where to take the dishes” to get him alone. He can feel it in his little demon bones. You’re about to do it.

You do it.

You’re basically vibrating with excitement because you probably planned this and think you’re very clever. Human enthusiasm is so darling and it makes his heart pitter-patter to think you were simply bursting to ask HIM this.

“But of course,” he helps you stack the plates and guides your hand to the silverware sorter because you’re looking at him instead of what you’re doing. You almost put a fork in the spoon section. “Covered in chocolate? Plain?”

He’s trying to one-up you. He loves seeing his human change colors and not know what to do.

You whisper “I prefer wet,” back in his ear and Barbatos wonders how he didn’t see THAT in any of his visions

You: 1, Barbatos: 0. Helpless. Defenseless. Horny.

“That will be ready shortly,” he’s already pulling you away, down the hall, to meet your request.

Solomon

It wouldn’t serve him to do poorly in the Devildom. Basically wasted opportunity

He’s not a straight A student but he does well. Really pulls out the stops on major projects and things that are worth more points than others

Isn’t perfect at everything but makes up for it. Solid B’s, always really close to A’s. At least a couple low A’s.

Solomon doesn’t quite know how he wants to celebrate. He knows Asmo’s already pestering him to go shopping or clubbing

He’s considering it. He’d like to drink, honestly

You show up, light of his life, his favorite person, and he feels himself warm with joy

He revels in being the only other human in the Devildom. It makes your relationship that much more special, he thinks. It’s kind of stupid, but it’s something to coyly hold over the others whenever he sees fit. All in play, of course (not).

“I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”

Pretends to think and looks anywhere but your face. If he looks at your face he’ll blush himself stupid and won’t be able to say anything smart.

He can’t lie. He’s already hard. He appreciates humor and wit and you’re all of it.

Very bold of you to come onto him like that, and he’s 100% for it.

“Can you take it?” Solomon wishes he said something smoother, that he wasn’t already slipping between your legs and grinding against you like the weak man he was. He doesn’t regret it though because the friction is good. Something you both need.

He whispers against your skin and gives you light, sloppy kisses with a hint of teeth.

He gives, and he’s generous. He wants to reward your efforts.

Simeon

Simeon makes it a point of personal pride to do well in the Devildom

That’s the utmost symbol of peace and understanding, isn’t it? To embrace their culture and livelihood and do well? To do well means he’s understanding them and walking in their shoes. It’s only right

He works hard and does well. Doesn’t stress himself out with A’s since he’s keeping up his grades because it’s required. He’d rather reconnect with the brothers and try to help Luke enjoy the Devildom.

He’s happy to spend his free time taking Luke to places in the Devildom, trying to visit the House of Lamentation, and maybe working on some things for TSL since editors are clamoring for more

You stop by because he’s been fairly quiet, wrapped up in his favorite writing sweater with his little editing glasses on

Simeon smiles and greets you with his little ‘Hi, angel’ as he kisses your hand. 

Boy almost breaks his favorite pen when you ask him for...for dick?

He’s not absolutely clueless but this boy has been in ‘holy angel’ mode for centuries. He struggles with texting and stickers and you expect him to know slang?!

So confused he takes his glasses off. Boy can’t comprehend

“You’re asking me to procure one? Like...the ones humans use from those stores? You want mine? Well, I certainly hope so because we’re--oh...”

He could write books of poetry about you, and though he doesn’t like to admit it, he’s had those thoughts

“Well,” he’s standing up from his chair and guides you so gently to his bed it’s like you’re floating on a cloud. He lays you down just as gently, fabrics whispering as he slips out of his sweater and it pools at his feet. “I wouldn’t be a very good angel if I ignored the wishes of my dear human, would I?”

Doesn’t really see the point of sex as a reward, but will never turn down a moment to show how cherished you are. 

Hope you liked it :)

[jinkicake]

Soaked

Iwaizumi, Kita, Terushima reacting to their s/o squirting. 

Iwaizumi Hajime x Reader

Kita Shinsuke x Reader

Terushima Yuuji x Reader

Enjoy, Anon~~ I usually am really fair with my writing and make each scenario and shit relatively the same amount of words but,,,,,,, today..... I was not able to that..... I apologize. Anyway, I am never going to stop writing about getting eaten out by Terushima so take that. 

SMUT // NSFW

WC- 1,645

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Iwaizumi Hajime

Truthfully, I was only going to write Kita and Terushima…. I had the entire writing done and then I went to Tiktok for a break and saw a beautiful clip of my baby boy Hajime and then decided I must write for him

So,,,, here we are. THE Iwaizumi Hajime who has everyone falling in love on spot, the original hottie, the best ace who I would destroy the entire world for, my sweet baby boy

Iwaizumi is so shy and blushy even though we know damn well his dick would change your entire life, he tries his hardest to be gentle with you but he is still oh so soft

Iwaizumi is the type to go feral if you squirt, only because the idea of it is so hot to him

Like if you squirt for him,,,, Iwaizumi is going to have your legs bent over his shoulder before you can even blink as he fucks you for hours

Have we ever discussed the stamina that Iwaizumi has? I think that out of all the haikyuu characters he has some of the best stamina like this bitch is simply not quitting after one round 

I know boys suck and can only cum like once in one sitting but NOT Iwaizumi,,,, he can cum at least three times… if you can keep up then he has no problem unleashing his true potential 

Iwaizumi Hajime. Quirk : Fat C0ck. Wrong anime sorry 

I trailed off,,,, didn’t I? 

Anyway, Iwaizumi would seriously leave you dickmatized, and whenever you want to squirt homie pulls up like dw bbyg I gotchu and scene.

“Oh, Hajime~“ You moan loudly as his hips dig up into yours. At first, Iwaizumi had you on all fours, that was until he decided he needed to feel you. Now, one of his strong arms is wrapped around your waist to hold you against his chest while his hand is holding the front of your throat. Every now and then he will cut off your flow of oxygen, just to hear that sinful whine leave your lips. 

Iwaizumi Hajime does not mess around when he fucks you. 

His strong body feels so hard underneath your touch that you can’t help the way you press back into him, you love feeling Iwaizumi because it seems like every single touch of his is meaningful. 

“Right there, ah,” Iwaizumi tilts his hand down to rub circles into your clit. He always tries to be soft with his touches, he tries so hard but it only lasts so long before his fingers begin to move at a pace you can’t seem to understand.

“Keep squeezing around me, sweet girl, just like that.” Iwaizumi chuckles lowly, which breaks off into a moan at the way you clench around him. His hand squeezes the sides of your throat and one particular thrust inside of you makes you see stars. 

Iwaizumi looks over your shoulder, watching with greedy eyes the way your hips grind against him. How you so desperately try to meet each stroke of his cock into your tight cunt. His fingers are stimulating your clit so furiously that you aren’t able to hold back.

You completely soak his hard cock, the deep sprays paint his hand in your essence and Iwaizumi pinches your throat harder. 

“You like that, don’t you? My filthy girl likes to be choked?” He asks lowly, not once letting up his thrusts or the assault on your clit. “Let me see you do that again.”

Kita Shinsuke

Kita is just so…. Wow, over the last month I discovered this character I fell in love yet again,,,,

I wasn’t expecting this and I genuinely thought I was going to be a Suna bitch but I proved myself wrong…. Something about Kita’s personality gives me such a sense of security LOL

Yes, hello, I am back with the Kita Daddy™ agenda,,,,,, I won’t let it go

He’d be so shocked when you first squirt for him,,, like this mf’s jaw will drop and he will just stare at you like holy shit 

I think the messiness of it all would really turn him on like it will make his dick sooooo hard

Bruh Kita would find out all the ways to make you squirt so he can see you do it again, this mf is going to put you in so many positions 

It’s like a science experiment, how can Kita make his s/o squirt for him? 

Please, Daddy Kita will want to fuck you so hard like he will ache for you…. He wants to cum so badly

I think you could genuinely have Kita in the palm of your hand in this instance, his overall need for you will seriously cloud his mind and you could do anything you want with him

But you know Daddy Kita will only let you get so far~ POWER BOTTOM KITA 

“Ah, baby slow down.” Kita moans as his eyes flutter shut, with the way you are bouncing on his lap there is no way he is going to last long. His large hands grip your waist tightly and he tries to hold you flush against him, anything to break his focus on your tight warm walls sucking him in. “If you keep doing this, Daddy won’t be able to last.”

The warning goes straight to your clit and you giggle foolishly, a loving smile appearing on your face as you stare down at your boyfriend who is withering underneath you. 

“But if feels so good, Daddy.” You tell him and moan loudly when his cock rubs against that spongy part inside of you. “Especially, right. there.” You whimper and toss your head back, rubbing your clit against his harsh pubic hairs. The sensation feels too good and you eagerly reach down to relieve that tension. Kita snaps his eyes open and pushes your wrist away. 

“No.” He warns and you bounce in his lap angrily, much like a little temper tantrum. Kita growls lightly before bringing his fingers down to your clit, using four digits he rubs your little pearl back and forth as you grind into his lap. 

Kita can never be soft with you, he loves to please his baby girl and will do anything he needs to do to accomplish it. He has never had such a lack of control over a situation but, he can’t find it within himself to hate it.

“Yes, y-yes,” You hiccup and arch your back, letting go all over his hard cock as you squirt in his lap. The liquid sprays all over his abdomen and hand, a sight that Kita never wants to forget. Kita purposely moves his fingers faster to get you to squirt all over him, letting you completely drench his skin.

“Keep going baby, I know you have more.”

Terushima Yuuji

You know,,,, YOU KNOW I HAD TO DO TERUSHIMA HAHHAH >:-) He is just so damn fine 

Can we acknowledge the piercing for a moment like I know there is no reason to do so but,,,,, have you thought about Terushima’s TONGUE piercing today? Oh, you haven’t? Well… now you have </3

Terushima will literally rearrange your guts, destroy your insides, his dick will cause you to go through an identity crisis ….. too much?

When you squirt for Terushima he is going to become the cockiest mf ever

He will quite literally almost cum in his pants, he just seems like the type to think it is the hottest thing ever

He’d want to see you do it again and again and again, please he is going to work your body

If you squirt while he is eating you out,,,, Terushima will fall in love.

Please he is already so arrogant and this will fuel this ego to a point of no return 

He will act like he solved world peace or something like he did the most amazing thing ever….

I mean giving your s/o who you love more than life itself a mind-blowing orgasm does deserve a reward 

“That’s it, give into to me.” Terushima chuckles against your clit, the vibrations of his moan send your hips flying up into his face. Terushima has had you like this for hours, he has been eating you out for so long you don’t even know how he can even stay focused anymore. His chin is soaked and shines in the light with your release, the entire sight makes you feel hot inside. 

When Terushima pokes his tongue out to wet his bottom lip, the silver piercing catches in the light and you can only think about how badly you want him to eat you out for another handful of hours. Terushima spoils you, he really does and it’s to the point that you sometimes wonder just how deep his feelings are for you. Not like you’ll ever speak up on it. You don’t have enough time to continue your thoughts because Terushima begins his ministrations once again. 

Two slender fingers prod at your entrance and you whine in frustration, you just want him to stuff you full even if it is just with his fingers.

“Yuuji, fuck me!” You grip his dyed hair and yank it harshly causing the boy to nip at your clit, the feeling against your swollen bud sends your eyes rolling to the back of your head. At the exact moment, he thrusts two of his fingers up into you, shallowly curling along your walls and hooking on a spot he knows too well. 

Much to his delight, and utter surprise, you cum again. It happens so fast this time that he barely had to touch you. However, what surprises him the most is the way you squirt on his fingers and even on his chin. Terushima doesn’t even know how to react but he continues to thrust his fingers, just to hear that squelching noise echo throughout the room. 

“You are the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” His voice is low and he speaks in amazement, even you’re too shocked to say anything, because that has never happened before. “I’m never letting you go (Y/N)."

~

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[cluelesspigeons]

Written for the prompt ‘Sleepy’ from @drarrymicrofic

Word count: 815

Drarry microfic: sleepy

“Look! Sleepy kitty!!”

The giant lion was strutting proudly across the screen of the tv, his manes moving to the rhythm of his paws hitting the grass covered ground. He was looking over his sleeping pride, the hot afternoon sun beating down on his golden fur.

Teddy was sitting on the ground in front of the tv, his messy curls matching the manes of the male lion.

It had been a tiring night. The full moon had been looking down on them, watching over the excited toddler running around the garden and the adult chasing him playfully.

Although Teddy hadn’t inherited any werewolf genes, the little boy could and would never sleep on the night of the full moon. Instead, he turned into a bursting ball of energy, running around the house and the garden with a never-ending source of stamina.

And Harry…

Harry would always stay up with Teddy, playing with the toddler and hoping he would eventually tire himself out. But no such thing had happened yet, to Harry’s growing exhaustion.

Even now, after Harry had put on a documentary about the lions in Africa, wishing the small babbling boy would fall asleep, Teddy kept on talking and talking.

“Yes”, Harry said through a yawn, “and maybe you should go to sleep, too, Pup?”

Teddy turned around, his eyes wide. “Why would I go to sleep if I’m not sleepy yet, Uncle Harry?”

Harry sighed, running a tired hand through his hair. He was too exhausted for this.

“Because”, another voice chimed in, “it’s far past your bedtime, little man.” Draco walked into the living room, a crisp white button down neatly tucked into black trousers.

His shoulders sagging in relief, Harry stood to greet his lover but Draco stopped him with a hand held up in the air and a meaningful look in his silver eyes. “I’ll take care of it”, he mouthed to Harry.

If Harry wasn’t already planning on doing it, he would have kissed Draco silly. Every bone in his body was longing for the soft comfort of his bed, how the silk of the sheets would caress his skin.

He didn’t make it to his bed, however. When Draco left the living room with Teddy following closely behind, talking excitedly about all the adventures he had been on that night, Harry fell back into the cushions of the couch, his eyes closing of their own accord.

How long he had been dosing, he didn’t know. The only thing he did know was that there were gentle hands running through his hair and a deep voice humming an unknown song.

“Come to bed, love”, the voice whispered in his ear, hot breath ghosting across the side of his face. “It’s more comfortable than the couch.”

Harry hummed sleepily, trying but failing to open his eyes. “How’d you get here?”

There was a pause, and then, “I Flooed in through our bedroom.”

Harry sighed. “You know I don’t want you to use that one anymore. It has been dysfunctional for far too long.

“Hmmm, yes. But I made it in one piece, didn’t I?” The fingers tightened in his hair. “Now, let’s go to bed.”

Another sleepy sigh. “Join me?”

“Of course.”

One of the hands left Harry’s hair, moving to link their fingers together. Draco pulled on Harry’s hand, encouraging him to move his lazy arse of the couch to the bed.

Harry didn’t bother removing his clothes when he fell face first onto the soft covers, a low grunt leaving his mouth. It was only now he noticed the sun already pooling through the curtains of the windows, small dust particles dancing in the golden morning light.

It didn’t take long for Draco to join him on the bed, his body only clad in a pair of far too expensive boxers. “You’re wearing too many clothes, love”, Draco sighed, flicking his wand lazily before the clothes vanished from Harry’s body. “Hmmm, that’s much better.”

The covers were pulled snuggly over their bodies, the comfort of their warm skin against each other melting Harry’s bones into a puddle.

This was one of the reasons he loved Draco as much as he did. This was one of the reasons he had fallen in love with the man he shared a bed with. And this was one of the reasons why he had bought the, with emerald adorned, ring hidden in a small box underneath a pile of socks.

Because even though it was probably already past 9 o’clock in the morning and Draco probably should be at work, healing people and making sure everyone took the right potions, he stayed with Harry instead, cuddling and falling asleep after Harry had spent yet another exhausting night with an over-energised toddler he wouldn’t trade for anything in the world.

It wasn’t much. But it was everything Harry could have ever asked for.

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[megan-is-mia]

Hi! Is it okay if I request a poly Pomefiore nsfw oneshot with the prompt starter 103- “You’re so beautiful, chained up like that on my bed. I think I might just fuck you like this.”

Thank you!

(Hopefully, this will make you happy despite how late it is >_<) 103. “You’re so beautiful, chained up like that on my bed. I think I might just fuck you like this.” (Yandere! Pomefiore Dorm x Fem! S/o) (Warning NON-CON AND NSFW AHEAD)

(Y/n) had always been an early riser, ever since she was a child she’d been that way. Since coming to Night Raven College and being sorted into Pomefiore that had not changed. While others rolled out of bed and tamed their bedhead into a presentable coiffure before greeting the day, she’d spend the hour of the sun’s rising just basking in its splendor. Yet today was one of the few times she despised her early-rising nature. For by waking up she had returned to the horrifying nightmare that was her reality. 

She was aware that she was considered a beauty, even among her fellow Pomefiore students where good-looks are almost a requirement to be in the dorm she was considered to be far above-average. Such good looks might have made another soul happy or greedy but not her, for paired with her fair features were a reclusive mind and timid heart that made that gift of beauty a curse. (Y/n)’s  discomfort with dealing with people was half the reason she’d become an early bird as to avoid the conflict before it began. Yet how could she avoid conflict when the place she’d awoken would bring her nothing but conflict? How could (Y/n) hope to continue her life of trying to blend in when people were sure to ask questions at breakfast? Try as she might she couldn't think of a way to explain why she had slept in the dormhead’s bed instead of her own. Yes, that’s where dawn was greeting her. From the unfamiliar warmth and comfort of Vil Schoenheit’s bed as the male in question continued to sleep seemingly undisturbed by her distress. It shouldn’t have been possible for things to be worse, but somehow they were. For it wasn’t just the beautiful boy with his blonde hair that turned lavender at the ends that kept her company but two additional bodies that ensured she wouldn't move a muscle while they slept on.  If (Y/n) turned her head she could see the vice-dormhead Rook Hunt snoring peacefully with his arm wrapped loosely around her waist, his breath ruffling her hair as he breathed in and out.

As for the third occupant nestled snugly in the bed… It took (Y/n) a few moments to recognize the first-year who’s taken the liberty of using her chest as a pillow in his sleep. In her defense, Epel Felmier was basically a stranger to her. The one time they’d spoken being when she’d tried to turn him down gently a few weeks back. After that awkward encounter where she’d had to tell him she wasn’t interested, she’d been making more of an effort to try and blend in with the masses. So why was she here? And why… did her lower body feel so numb? Her head throbbed when she tried to think about it and she let out a small groan of pain as she did so. The moment the sound left her lips, the arm around her waist tightened as Rook let out a yawn. She felt his mouth press against the nape of her neck to place a kiss before he buried his nose into her hair with a contented sigh. “Good morning (Y/n)” the green-eyed male purred softly, his voice still rough from sleep and made her shiver in disgust. (Y/n) imagined that if she were to speak her voice would sound even rougher than his. considering all the screaming she’d done the night before. Yes, despite the pounding headache she had, the memories of the night before were beginning to make their way back to her. How she’d felt unusually tired after dinner, how she’d woken up with her hands cuffed above her head. She’d called out desperately hoping that someone would hear her plea and come to her rescue. Oh her pleas were heard alright, heard by the very souls who’d put her in this situation. She did not remember what exactly they’d said to her in the moment. Yet one phrase from Vil came back to her loud and clear as when it had been first uttered. “You’re so beautiful, chained up like that on my bed. I think I might just fuck you like this” the blonde had growled out, his perfectly cultivated appearance and personality torn away to reveal a man utterly consumed by lovesickness. Epel would have been the first one on her had he not been held back by Rook who reminded him playfully to respect his elders. The first-year had retorted back that it wasn’t fair for him to have to wait when he’d been pining the hardest and been the only one formally rejected by (Y/n). Still, he’d acquiesced to the matter, standing with crossed arms as he watched Vil run his hands over the girl, muttering a mix of criticisms and compliments as he went lower and lower. The entire time the young woman’s only contributions had been pleas for them to stop, for them to let her go, for them to act like nothing had ever happened. All these requests had been met with callous laughter and condescending platitudes. After Vil had completed his overview of (Y/n) he gestured to the other two men to come join him on the bed. Now instead of one set of roaming hands on her body, there were three: pinching, squeezing, petting, and stroking. It was all so overwhelming; one moment she was struggling to keep her legs closed so her pants couldn't be removed, the next she was naked as a newborn babe with her legs thrown over Rook’s shoulders as he ate her out. When she tried to protest again, Vil’s lips were pressed against hers as he shoved his tongue down her throat. As for her bust… well it seemed Epel seemed to be quite interested in that part of her if the fact he was suckling greedily on one nipple while pinching the other between his fingers. Why it’s a wonder she was able to resist cumming for so long with all the stimuli she was being barraged with. So when she lost it, she lost it hard. Moaning into Vil’s mouth arching up into Epel’s touch, and drenching Rook’s face with her juices. Yet the man had kept going, tongue fucking her ever though she was already overstimulated to give the other two men a chance to undress and jerk themselves off to full-hardness. (Y/n) was on the cusp of a second orgasm when Rook pulled back and Vil took his spot between her legs. She’d whimpered when Vil had pressed his cock against her dripping entrance but hadn’t been able to stop him from sinking into her with a soft growl. Nor had (Y/n) been able to stop Epel from prying her mouth open so he could stuff her throat with his dick. A few moments later she felt something prodding at her already stretched-out cunt as Rook eased his cock in beside the other blonde’s with a low groan. She would have tried to protest this move, had she been able to speak that is. Wasting no time, all three men began fucking her with reckless abandon. Every nerve in her body seemed to be on fire, and her eyes rolled back in her skull as she was fucked senseless. And their stamina, dear lord their stamina. The three must have taken some kind of recovering potion ahead of time in order to keep going when she was nothing more than a limp noodle from overstimulation from her fourth orgasm in rapid suggestion. (Y/n) was already half-unconscious when they’d all finally had their fill of her. Epel forced her to swallow his load as Rook and Vil pulled out of her to watch their cum drip out of her well-fucked cunt with rapt attention. Eventually (Y/n)’s   wrists were released from their bindings and kisses were pressed against the skin that had been rubbed raw from her struggles. Someone, she wasn’t sure who used a damp towel to clean her up before she was helped under the covers and felt arms wrap around her body as the three males got comfortable beside her. (Y/n) wanted to try and stay awake so she could have the chance to escape, but she was truly too weary for that and fell asleep after only a few minutes of laying there. Which then of course brought her back to the now of this morning. The now, where she had a blonde hunter speaking sweet-nothings into her ear as the first-year beside her pressed his face more insistently into her bosom and the dormhead slumbered on totally unaware of the situation at hand. She let out a deep sigh, slightly displacing Epel with the moment so he lifted his head from her chest with a sleepy expression. He stared at her with big, innocent-looking eyes. If this had been the first time she’d seen such a face (Y/n) might have been inclined to stroke his cheek and coo. However, she now knew too well what horrors hide under the pretty exterior. “Heya (Y/n)” he said his words slurred as he let his face fall back into place in her cleavage with a soft yawn. “Bonjour Monsieur Crabapple” Rook said, lifting his hand from (Y/n)’s waist in order to ruffle Epel’s hair affectionately, even as the younger boy let out a whine of protest at the gesture. If she hadn’t been scared out of her mind, the young woman might have tried to shush them so they wouldn’t wake Vil up yet. Everytime she closed her eyes she saw his depraved expression in her mind and she wasn’t sure she had the willpower to deal with that sight yet. Too bad that choice wasn’t up to her, as the male in question let out a yawn and stretched his arms over his head before turning his head her way with one beautiful violet eye open to gaze at her. Whatever he saw, seemed to please the young man as his mouth curled into a smile as he leaned in to kiss her forehead. (Y/n) forced herself not to recoil at the kiss, despite how much she wanted to. Vil’s expression was so sickly sweet that it made her stomach tie itself up in anxious knots. “Morning my darling” Vil said, before pressing a second kiss to the girl’s forehead. The pet name only made her insides twist-up tighter. (Y/n) could feel the panic she’d been repressing since she woke up finally got to her. As her heart began to thump wildly and her body quivered like a leaf in the wind with fresh tears forming in the corners of her eyes. If she thought such a display wouldn't faze the boys she was wrong as it only put them all on high alarm and fussing over her.  She could feel her grip on the waking world begin to fade as her vision blurred and she passed out amidst frantically shaking and worried words from the three males. (Y/n) would have to face reality sooner or later, but it didn’t have to be now. Now she could drift through her own personal dream world for a few more hours of peaceful, blissful ignorance before she would be forced to start adjusting to being the trophy-girlfriend to the trio of insatiable men who’d ruin her life otherwise… THE END

[ayyyez]

can i request hcs of the bois kakashi, neji and itachi w a s/o who has a very high sex drive??? Thank u queenie

a/n: yeah sure thing, I also added Madara for myself haha warnings: sexual content below the cut 

Neji Hyuga

So. Overwhelmed. Like. Dead.

He struggles to keep up at first. It’s not that he doesn’t have stamina its just intimacy is so overwhelming to him and sex was never really a think before you and suddenly you want it a lot. His heart is constantly racing. 

That being said, the fact that you are so interested in him? BIGGEST TURN ON! Will honestly let you have your way with him most of the time but HAS to pay you back sometimes. 

Easiest way to get him going for another round is a blowjob. He loses his mind when it comes to blowjobs and he is just so sensitive. A blushing mess but he craves more. Also wants to return the favour. 

Neji really likes making out and grinding together (bit of the old dry humping). Could honestly cum from this. If you are very into teasing your partner its an excellent way to rile him up. 

Never understands when you get horny in the kitchen. He won’t say no to taking you on the counter (or vice versa) but only if there is no food around. 

Will only satisfy your needs at home. He knows that look on your face. That “I need you right now” face. He blushes when he sees it and usually asks if you want to go home. He power walks there lol with your wrist in his hand, pulling you along.

He is mortified you turned him on like this in public (all from a look) and now he needs it too. He needs a lot of loving sex though it can’t be too much wild or just quickies. He needs the intimacy of it or he will get anxious. 

Grinding your arse against him when he is spooning you in bed. If he’s tired but still wants it he will just wrap his arms tightly around you while you reach behind, pull his pants down and wiggle down onto his erection. Just thrusting drawn out and slow. Each taking your time until you both cum. He just buries his face against your neck/hair and enjoys the ride.

If it’s reverse and you enter him then just spoon him from behind and grind against his backside. He will whine and let out soft gasps every now and again. To really edge him start rubbing his clothed erection through his pants. 

Neji can deal with s/o with a really high sex drive as long as its loving sex and done in the comfort of your home. He will say you’re insatiable but just insist it’s because he is irresistible and he will melt. 

Itachi Uchiha

I can see him having a pretty medium sex drive. Its not super high but its not super low either so he can deal itachi can deal with a s/o with a high sex drive. 

He will have this smirk on his face when you get needy and touchy. Will know exactly what you want but will make you work for it a little bit. At first though he is a little surprise how much you want him? 

After the first time you had sex he thought wow, amazing and was coming down from his high but oh you want to go again? Won’t say no to that. And then again in the morning? And again when he came home? Can’t say no to that!

Then he realises you want it a lot. So he teases you a little bit just to get you both a little worked up. But it doesn’t last long because now he is hungry for you. He wants to touch you and he is lost in the mood. 

Climbing into his lap while he is reading is a big constant in your daily life. You’ll end up having sex wherever he was sitting, the book discarded beside him. He loves when you are on top like this, doing this for him. 

Likes kneeling on the end of the bed and eating you out/sucking you off when you are particularly needy. He is very much about your pleasure and doesn’t need you to reciprocate but melts when you do. 

Enjoys shower sex in the morning. Just the water running down your bodies while his body is pressed against yours. These sessions usually are filled with slow and intentional strokes, his hands exploring your skin.

Sleepy handjobs before going to sleep. Theres something about watching itachi look at you with half lidded eyes, his mouth open slightly, panting. He always cums hardest when you focus just on him. It riles him up to do you though. 

Itachi can never just take he must give, every time. 

Leaving hickeys just above his hipbones before giving him a blowjob. Kissing his neck while he squeezes your arse. Pulling his hair to pull his neck back and nipping at it. Him chuckling after you do. Just being in love and having sex a lot is fine by Itachi. 

Kakashi Hatake

It honestly depends. Like anbu Kakashi doesn’t always have time lmao you might have to deal with him being away a lot - even with jonin kakashi. But in saying that because he isn’t around you a lot, the time he is with you is more special so intimate times is a big yes!

That you have a high sex drive and want him so much? it reassures him big time that you are there and with him. He gets a bit concerned considering his trauma and dark past that one day you will leave too. He gets a bit needy and vulnerable during sex so it helps if you cater for that.

Just having sex against the front door (closed and inside) as soon as he gets home. What could he do? You greeted and practically mounted him lol. If you can’t do the door then. definitely on the floor in front of the door.

Lots of sex where you barely remove clothes. he is a busy man with places to be after all. Also likes sex from behind, him behind you with his arms around you and whispering in your ear. Sometimes he is still a bit funny with showing his face when he is intimate so this makes him feel secure. 

Then there are those wild days where you basically fuck against every surface in the house. The two of you only stopped too hydrate and eat and pass out in bed together, limbs entangled. Best sleep he has had in a long time. 

There are times though he is too tired or just cannot do the full sex so he is find with just getting you off or using each others hands. Likes a bit of pillow talk in between sex too. 

Can go for some rough needy sex but he also needs some loving sex too. Likes long drawn out sessions where the two of you just pour your feelings into each other. The orgasms always extra hard when this happens. 

Madara Uchiha

This gremlin omg. He gets so needy for sex and love so he will absolutely adore you for having a high sex drive. Just the idea of you wanting him as much as he wants you is the biggest hell yeah!

He just always needs to be touching you (in private) and just wants to run his hands over you all the time. Likes resting his head on your shoulder or against your face when cuddling you from behind. Just grind back a little and its enough to get him going. 

Will literally have sex anywhere in the house. Wants to mark his territory lmao. Oh you going to sit in that seat? The two of you have fucked there. Gives him pleasure to know this. 

He craves touch and intimacy which is why he is also needy for sex. Very grabby and always has to be pressed against you. Also likes looking in your eyes most of the time because its all about the feelings. 

Using the Sharingan a lot to imprint you on his memory. Likes having sex in the bath while you two wash each other. Just permanently inside you tbh, he lives inside you. 

If you dominate him constantly when you get in the mood too, he will love that. He just needs someone to take control of his mess lol. Also just riding him nice and hard. What a sight. Has a firm grip on your hips the whole time. 

Loooooots of pillow talk between sessions. Sometimes he is such a sap and just loves you so much - these moments he tells you. Other times you two just talk about mindless things. Then oop another session begins slowly and then you two are having sex again. 

This man needs to have a house away from neighbours in an isolated part of the village. But honestly he just loves you so much that he always wants you. 

[itsgottabeyoo-ngs]

Saturday Morning Sunshine (M)

Jung Hoseok Oneshot

••☾ Author: @itsgottabeyoo-ngs

••☾Summary: Early mornings weren’t normally this fun. You found yourself thanking the heavens for his 6 am dance practices, if they meant you got to be on the receiving end of the expert control he had of his hips and his never-faltering stamina. ~Morning sex with sleepy, mischievous, Hobi~

••☾ Pairing(s): J-hope-Jung Hoseok/Reader

••☾ Word Count: 3.27k

••☾ Rating: 18+

••☾ A.N: A very special thank you to @pinknamjoon for beta-ing this for me, your thoughts and suggestions are so valuable to me (as are you hehe)! 💕

Happy early birthday to one of my babes, @junghoseokit, I hope this is as enjoyable for you to read as it was for me to write 😍

Thank you as always to my other loves, @dariangarcia and @ilikemesometaetaes, without you, I'd have little inspo and a lot more stress. I love you all so much, thank you for all your support and kindness. 💜☺️💜

••☾ Tags: Smut | Established Relationship!au | J-hope/Jung Hoseok!au | Lazy Morning!au | PWP

••☾ Warnings: unprotected sex, light breathplay, light overstimulation, oral (f receiving), fluff (it’s hobi how could i not), soft dom hoseok, fingering

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The sun danced across the room lazily, rays peeking through the blinds and finding their way onto the light grey sheets. Hobi stirred in bed, moving enough to wake you from your slumber.

Eyes still adjusting to the lighting coming through the window, you reached over him carefully to grab your phone and check the time.

7:34

It was still early for this particular Saturday morning. Normally, he’d have to be out of bed by six am for dance practice. However, today was one of their rare days off, and the two of you had planned on staying in and having a lazy day together-something that neither of you often got to do.

You stretched your legs and yawned as you set your phone next to you in bed, moving back under the covers and sinking back into the little spoon position, his arm naturally draping over you and pulling you in closer by your waist.

You closed your eyes and breathed in deeply, content and warm in his embrace. You shuddered involuntarily as his fingers fell onto your chest and grazed your nipple through your silk sleep dress.

You turned and threw your head back to see if he was awake, expecting to find him with a smirk plastered all over his face. Instead, you were met with eyes gently closed under wisps of light brown hair and plush lips parted, letting small breaths slip through as you watched with a smile on your face.

You settled back into your spot and closed your eyes again, planning on sleeping for another hour- or two.

Just as your thoughts began to wander and you felt yourself sinking heavier into dreamland, you were brought back to reality with a warm tickling sensation on the back of your neck.

“Hobi,” you whined, turning onto your back to look at him.

“Hmm,” He hummed in response, eyes still closed, his breaths coming out just as slowly and heavily as before.

He must still be asleep. You thought to yourself, watching his chest rise and fall at a steady pace.

Just as you were about to turn around and try falling asleep again, his hand found your waist again and pulled you back flush against him. He let out a low hum of satisfaction into your neck, you couldn’t help but shudder as the vibrations travelled through your body.

“Mmmm,” Hobi breathed into your shoulder, placing light kisses onto your exposed skin, “you’re so warm.”

You melted into his touch, pressing back and trying to make as much contact with him as possible, wanting to feel his warmth envelop you as well, but instead feeling a very prominent erection that couldn’t have just formed over the last minute.

“I knew you weren’t sleeping, you little trickster. Trying to seduce me and feign innocence,” You quipped, a sly smile forming over your lips as you spoke.

He let out a defeated sigh and chuckled, “Ah, so you figured out my evil plan all too early.”

God, how you loved his morning voice, deep and groggy, with a hint of mischief.

“So, does that mean it failed?” He asked innocently, pressing himself against you and tightening his hold on your waist.

“Failure would imply that I’m not equally affected, would it not?” You mused, wanting to tease him as he had teased you.

“So,” Hobi started, stopping his light as feather kisses on your skin and dragging his hand up your side, exposing your skin, “what you’re saying is, all it takes from me is a simple touch here or there,” He cupped your breast for a second before slowly dragging his hand up to your neck, “a light tickle behind your ear,” His hand pulled your neck closer to his mouth as he whispered the next part into your ear, “and you’re already dripping for me?” He ended his question with a nibble on your earlobe, making you shakily let out a breath you had been holding.

“Is what I’ve understood correct?” He purred into your ear. You felt yourself sinking into his touch, all cheeky remarks you had ready suddenly turned to mush as you struggled to form a response. You hadn’t expected him to turn it over on you so quickly.

“I’m going to need an answer, kitten, or I’ll just have to find out for myself.” You let out a small whimper at his words, unable to contain it, taken aback by his brazen words and actions. You felt a pool of warmth spreading between your legs as he moved his hand up and tightened his grip on your jaw ever so slightly, turning your face to meet his.

“What’ll it be?” His tone was rough, but his eyes were soft and lidded with the same sleepiness his voice couldn’t shake.

“Yes,” you managed to squeak out.

“Hmmm,” He considered your response, “Not as convincing as I’d like it to be. I think I’ll just have to investigate myself.” He said as he threw the light sheet in the air to slink farther down the bed, resting his hands on your thighs and laying his head on your lower stomach.

You couldn’t help but giggle as you looked down at him nuzzling against your skin, pretending to fall asleep again as the sheet fell gently back over him, leaving only his face visible.

“Shhh,” Hobi brought his left hand up to grab on to your hand resting beside you, “I’m trying to sleep, I just got this amazing, new pillow. It's so comfy.” He nuzzled his head lower, and you instinctively squeezed your thighs together at the sudden contact.

You felt him smile before you saw it, “Someone’s sensitive this morning,” He teased as he started tracing circles around the most sensitive parts of your inner thighs.

A whimper was dragged from your throat as you finally felt fingers where you needed them most, slipping under your sheer nightgown to rub gently, teasingly at your clit.

“No underwear, baby?” He questioned, obviously pleased with his discovery, “What a naughty girl.” Your thighs tensed against his chest, wanting to move so badly, but you couldn’t, not pinned under his weight like this.

“Please Hobi,” you whined, unable to take his teasing any longer, “Please.”

“You’re so polite in the morning kitten, I suppose I should give you what you want, huh?” He asked lazily, taking his fingers off your clit and moving down to collect some of your wetness from your folds, running his hand through them and placing light kisses on your thigh.

The feeling of his fingers finally entering you was unparalleled, the intrusion unyielding as your body moved on its own, hips rocking to meet him in time with his gentle thrusts. He started slowly, crooking them up inside you, rubbing at the spot that he knew made you tremble and focusing his attention there. You cried out and writhed, body twisting every way as he skillfully drew out your pleasure from you.

Seeing the effect his fingers had on you, he began to speed up and you couldn’t help but shiver, feeling your high approaching quickly, flooding your body with heat. “I-I’m close,” you breathed out, eyes shutting tight in pleasure as you continued to chase your high.

“Now tell me,” He purred, as he removed his fingers from inside of you, “Why would I have you cum on my fingers when I could have you cum around my cock instead?”

He sat up, pulling the sheet down, and bringing his fingers to his mouth, sucking and licking off your arousal without a single ounce of shame on his face, grinning down at you, taking note of how your eyes remained fixed on his fingers.

You moaned at the sight, shaken by his sudden change in demeanour from when he had started to tease you, even his comments becoming bolder and more authoritative.

“Now be a good girl and ride me, won’t you?” He asked sweetly, laying down next to you and pulling your face to his for a deep and sensual kiss. If you hadn’t heard his words correctly, you would have thought he was just asking for a simple favour, his tone of voice so chipper and innocent, but his actions proved otherwise as he pulled your leg over him so you were straddling him.

You broke away from the kiss and sat upright, putting your hands on his chest as you worked your hips down further until your entrance was right on top of his hardened cock.

You slowly moved your hips to grind against him, earning a moan as he threw his head back and reached his hands out to grip your ass tightly.

You shimmied out of his grip and pulled your nightdress off with ease, throwing it to the other side of the room as you looked back down to his face, fully taking control of the situation--or so you thought.

He looked up at you with a lustful gaze, all hints of playfulness gone-now replaced with calculated passion.

He brought his hand up, grabbing at your breast harshly, massaging the flesh, and taking your nipple between the pads of his fingers and working it to a hard point. Humming as if pleased at how quickly your body reacted to his touch, he moved on to the other one, repeating the same motions and earning a stream of quiet mewls from you, unable to hold them in. He used his other hand to grip your ass and keep you from squirming, though with only one hand it didn’t stop you much.

You couldn’t control your movements as you sunk onto him, grinding your hips against him again, feeling the head of his cock tease your entrance. You watched him with lidded eyes as he stared up at you, eyes glazed over in sleepiness and passion. Just when you thought you’d be setting the pace, his attention snaps back and his eyes darkened once more.

“Fuck-” You let slip out. With a grunt of effort, he let go of your breast and grabbed at your hips to lift you up while slotting himself against your folds and pushing himself inside.

“Baby, you feel so good stretched out for me like this,” He admitted, stilling inside as you sunk down onto him, breathing heavily as you grew accustomed to his length.

When you finally got used to the feeling, you experimentally swivelled your hips in a figure-eight motion, watching as his muscles contracted at the sudden sensation. Gaining confidence, you lifted yourself up and came back down onto him, leaning forward to claw at his chest, sending shivers throughout his whole body. He hissed at the contact and lifted his hips to meet yours.

Your hips moved in tandem, each pushing closer to the pleasure that you were both so desperately chasing. Finding a rhythm that felt so natural, the both of you lost in the feeling until he finally spoke up, breaking you out of your daze.

“Fuck, baby, just like that,” He watched you with eyes so intense it made you blush and falter in pace, hips stuttering as you moaned and clenched around him at his words.

You rocked your hips forward, leaning back as you continued to ride him, wanting to put on a show as you knew how much he loved watching your tits bounce from the force.

Your head fell back and your hair brushed at his thighs, the tickling sensation sending shivers throughout his body. Your breaths came out as pants, feeling him fill you up over and over again as you sank down onto him and shifted your hips back and forth.

“On your hands and knees, kitten,” He ordered, pulling you off of him and kneeling over you, his hungry gaze travelling up your body to land on your eyes-challenging you to disobey him.

You quickly obliged, turning around and letting him push into you, not needing time to adjust as you were already stretched out for him. With a satisfied growl, his hands reached out and found your shoulders, fingers digging in and using them to jerk you back onto his cock with every powerful thrust.

He continued with his relentless pace, forcing your arms to buckle and your front half to fall forward onto the bed. Instead of stopping, Hoseok grabbed your waist instead, the new angle and his lack of concern of your falling over made you let out a loud moan.

As he continued to pound into you, you found yourself thanking the heavens for his 6 am dance practices, if they meant you got to be on the receiving end of the expert control he had of his hips and his never-faltering stamina.

Just when you felt your release building inside you again, he changed positions, pulling you up by your shoulders, his body engulfing yours as he leaned down and licked a solid stripe up the side of your neck. In response you clenched, shaking from the sensation of cool air on your now wet neck as he breathed out onto you. His entire body was pressing against you, trailing his hand up your side to grip your chin between his fingers he pulled your head to the side to look you in the eyes.

“You’re so fucking tight for me baby, always feels so good. How do you do it, hmm?” He questioned, nipping at your exposed throat, causing you to hum in response, unable to keep yourself up with your own strength, relying completely on his grip to keep you upright.

Noticing your stance faltering, he brought one hand down to grab your hips, and the other wrapped loosely around the base of your neck, keeping you from falling forward.

You found yourself babbling unintelligibly, “more, please more, need more, don’t stop.” He laughed at this, releasing his grip from your waist and reaching around to trace the outside of your throbbing clit.

You couldn’t stop the harsh and strangled moan that tumbled out of your mouth as you arched your back and gave in to the delicious stimulation of his fingers on your clit as he fucked into you hard, his hand still holding you up by your throat.

Pushing your hips back to meet each of his hungry thrusts, feeling him slipping even deeper inside you with every one, you felt yourself becoming undone, not knowing how much longer you could hold on. As if he could hear your thoughts, he leaned back down and nibbled at the back of your neck, a rumbling sound in his chest forming as he started to talk.

“Cum for me. Now, kitten.” He growled into your ear, squeezing the sides of your throat, gently enough not to hurt, but enough for the pressure and lack of blood to make you dizzy.

At those words, you felt your release bubble up at a blinding rate. The familiar coil in your belly warning you that you wouldn’t be holding anything back this time. It travelled through your toes all the way to the top of your head, eyes rolling back as your words escaped you, only able to let out small contented moans as it worked through you. The orgasm was powerful enough to leave you shuddering on the bed before going fully slack, drained, and slumping over, ass barely propped up enough for Hoseok to continue seeking his own release.

Warm tingles settled in your fingers, toes and chest in the aftermath as he continued to fuck you through it, not taking long himself to spill inside you, cumming with a low groan, collapsing on to you and holding you close to him, chest heaving as his breaths came out in pants.

He stayed pressed up against you burying his face into the back of your head as he collected himself. The both of you stayed like this for some time, your breaths matching each other with a heavy rise and fall of your chests.

You felt his weight shift off of you as he picked himself off of your back, breaking the comfortable silence with a sudden moan as your walls clenched around him, pulling back slowly and watching as his cum trickled down the inside of your thighs.

You tried to shut them together, the feeling of it running out of you making you self-conscious. Noticing that you were getting shy and trying to hide it, he quickly flipped you over and grabbed your thighs, spreading them open.

Before you could react or ask what he was doing, his mouth latched onto you, his tongue darting into your folds, collecting the hot liquid that was trickling out. After concentrating on gathering what he could from inside you, he lifted his head and licked down your thighs, cleaning up the mess you had made.

Your head felt light and dizzy, giving in to the feeling, still reeling from your intense orgasm just minutes before. Not able to form coherent words, you let out soft moans and quiet yelps when he targeted your overly sensitive clit.

Your legs were shaking, both from the pleasure and the overstimulation as he continued to lap up your juices mixed with his cum, the lewd sounds he made as he swirled his tongue around your clit, dipping down to lick a thick stripe from the bottom back up and flattening his tongue to cover you completely.

“Hobi,” You managed, hands buried in his hair and twisting his dark locks between your fingers-both pushing and pulling him away simultaneously, seeking more yet unable to handle it.

Lifting his head up he looked up at you, his face glistening with your arousal, “You taste so good with my cum inside you, kitten. I could eat you out for days.” He dove back into you, making it a point to moan deeply, sending the vibrations coursing through your body.

Without warning, a second orgasm ripped through you, making your gip on his hair tighten, causing him to moan into you once again. The added sensation of his moan causing you to buck wildly into him. He grabbed your hips and pushed them down onto the bed, not letting his tongue leave your entrance, greedily devouring everything you had left to give.

As you calmed down and came back to your senses, he lifted his head and released you from his strong grip. He made a point of licking his lips and stretching, letting an exaggerated yawn slip past his lips.

Finally satisfied with his work, he reclaimed his side of the bed, huffing as his body settled back into the mattress a shit-eating grin plastered on his face and he watched you gather the covers and bring them over your naked forms.

“Mmm,” he breathed out, pulling you onto his chest and placing light kisses at the top of your head, “I love you so much, y/n.”

You smiled and nuzzled your head up against him, wanting to be as close to him as possible, craving his touch, a different kind from just moments ago, but still as intoxicating.

“I love you too, Hobi,” You admitted bashfully, your mind still in a haze from your second unexpected orgasm, focusing on your breathing and listening to his racing heartbeat as you made yourself comfortable in his hold.

You looked over at the clock once more, the morning rays now lighting up all corners of the room leaving nothing in the shadows.

9:07

Maybe one more hour of sleep. You thought to yourself as you slowly drifted off to sleep, warm and content in the arms of the man you loved.

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Greetings, I’ve had this idea at the back of my mind for quite some time now. I finally got around to writing it, I hope you enjoy!

Comments or feedback greatly appreciated, this is my first oneshot release ☺️💜

[emospritelet]

Heatstroke - chapter 23/24

I was planning on this being the final chapter, but it got away from me, so it's the penultimate chapter instead :)

Last time, Gold and Lacey banged :D

Word count: 3,721

[AO3]

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Gold made her dinner, fillet steak with a sauce made from beef stock, red wine and rosemary, alongside soft, creamy mashed potatoes and carrots glazed with butter. They drank wine with it, rich and red, and afterwards carried the dessert upstairs to bed, where they took turns spooning dark chocolate mousse and raspberries into their mouths until their lips were sticky and sweet. Gold watched as Lacey sucked the last of the chocolate mousse from her spoon and dropped it into the glass dish with a contented sigh.

“That,” she said. “Was pretty bloody amazing. You can definitely cook.”

“Thank you.”

He set the dish on the nightstand, handing her a glass of wine, and Lacey wriggled, sitting up against the pillows as she took it. Darcy had curled up at the end of the bed with his tail over his nose, and Lacey gestured at him with a foot.

“You do realise now he’s been up here, he’s probably gonna spend as much time sleeping in your bed as he does mine,” she said, and Gold grinned.

“I don’t mind that too much,” he said. “Maybe he’ll keep the mice away.”

“No sign of that so far,” she remarked. “Not that I’ve seen any mice. Only rats.”

“You’ve seen rats around here?” he asked, surprised, and she shrugged.

“I saw one the day I moved in,” she said. “Standing on his hind legs, bold as brass. Not the best welcome gift, to be honest.”

“I don’t suppose it was.”

“Yeah, Darcy came to get me to chase it off,” she said casually. “So if you’re hoping he’ll deal with any vermin that turn up, you’re out of luck. Turns out he’s a coward.”

Gold laughed.

“Well, he’s a very handsome coward,” he said. “If we get a rodent problem I can always deal with it another way. I can’t say I’ve seen any rats here, though.”

“I guess it might have wandered in from the forest,” she acknowledged. “I was worried there might be a nest of the little buggers, but I haven’t seen any since then. It was definitely male, though. All big balls and unimpressive cock.”

Gold blinked as a feeling of déjà vu washed over him.

“Really?” he asked neutrally.

“Yeah.” She wriggled onto her side, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Have you ever seen a rat’s balls? They’re huge!”

“I can’t say I’ve looked all that closely,” he said, and licked his lips. “Uh - you said his - other equipment - was somewhat lacking.”

“Yeah. Minuscule.” She held up her little finger. “Still, I guess they manage okay, right?”

“Right,” he said, and hesitated. “And this was the day you moved in?”

“As I was carrying my stuff in.”

“Uh-huh.” He sucked his teeth, nodding slowly. “You - didn’t happen to mention this to Miss Lucas in the bar that night, did you?”

“Huh.” Lacey pursed her lips, a vague expression on her face. “Yeah, I did. Why?”

Gold sighed heavily.

“Because I might have thought you were talking about me.”

Lacey stared at him for a moment, mouth slightly open, then burst out laughing. It bubbled out of her, washing over him as her eyes sparkled with mirth, and he felt a little of his awkwardness melt away.

“You thought I was telling Ruby about what you were packing?” she giggled, and he shrugged.

“Let’s just say I overheard your conversation and made some assumptions.”

“Yeah, well, that’s what you get for eavesdropping,” she said, and pushed up on her elbow. “Wish you hadn’t?”

“Yes,” he admitted.

“Good.” She planted a kiss on his cheek. “Because your assumptions were shit.”

“That happens more often than you might think,” he said, and she giggled again.

“Oh, but I’m definitely telling Ruby about your junk now,” she said, and winked at him. “She did ask for a blow by blow description if you and I ever got up to anything.”

“In that case.” Gold put down his wine. “I’d better give you lots to talk about.”

-

Lacey stretched, eyes closed, mouth widening in a grin as she felt the press of hot flesh against her own. She was nestled in soft sheets, Gold’s arm around her waist and his cool breath on the back of her neck, making her shudder in pleasure. Morning light was shining through a tiny gap in the curtains, sending a shaft of golden dawn across the bed and making the pink walls glow. The bed smelled of musk and sex and the faintest hint of his cologne, and she wriggled, turning in his arms to kiss his chest. At the touch of her lips he inhaled sharply, body stiffening as he woke, and she heard a contented rumble from deep in his chest as his arms went around her.

“Morning,” she said, and sucked at his nipple.

Gold jerked, snickering, and tugged her close against him so that she had to kiss back up his chest to get some air. He pushed her onto her back, one hand sliding down over her hip to squeeze her rear as his mouth found her ear.

“Morning,” he murmured, and Lacey moaned as he sucked at her throat. His hand strayed to her hip again, sliding along the crease at the top of her thigh, and she caught his fingers in hers before he could reach between her legs.

“Really interested in where your mind’s going,” she said. “But I need the bathroom. And coffee, to be honest.”

Gold pulled back immediately, rolling onto his side, and she slipped from the bed, drawing on his discarded shirt. He was watching her with a sleepy-eyed grin, his hair dishevelled and a day’s growth of stubble on his cheeks. It made her want to crawl straight back in bed with him.

“I guess I’ll make the coffee, then,” he said. “You want some breakfast?”

Lacey sighed.

“Does that mean getting up?”

“Doesn’t have to.”

“Well, alright then.”

She winked at him, making his grin widen, and trotted off to the bathroom.

When she returned he had already gone downstairs, and she poked around on his dresser for a hairbrush, dragging it through her curls and teasing out the knots that had formed over several hours of the best sex she’d ever had. Gold had stamina. He was also extremely generous, and wanted to please her, which was a first in her experience. She could see herself falling deeply in love with the guy if she wasn’t too careful, and was surprised to find that the idea didn’t bother her. Glancing in the mirror she shook out her hair and set down the hairbrush, sending her reflection a satisfied grin. Apparently Ruby was right. I do want more than hot crazy sex. Although the hot crazy sex is amazing.

She padded downstairs, following the sound of him clattering around in the kitchen. The scent of coffee was drifting towards her, and she took a seat at the kitchen table, watching Gold in his silk robe as he made scrambled eggs and spooned it onto hot buttered toast.

“Hot sex, great coffee and a delicious breakfast,” she remarked, as he set a plate in front of her. “How is it you’ve been single for so long?”

Gold chuckled, sliding into the chair opposite.

“My son would say it’s because I’m completely dense and have no idea when someone is interested,” he said.

“Well, he’s not wrong about that,” said Lacey, making him grin. “Although I guess I shouldn’t really tease you about it. Pot, kettle, and all that.”

He grinned at her, eyes gleaming, and she felt herself fall in love with him a little more. She turned to her breakfast to stop herself blushing with the thrill of it. The eggs were soft and buttery, seasoned to perfection, and she made a noise of approval and cut a piece of toast, pushing it into the growing pool of melted butter and popping it into her mouth. Gold was watching her over the rim of his coffee cup, and she took a sip of her own and set down her cup.

“Any chance we can finish that interview today?” she asked. “I had other questions to ask and you kind of distracted me with orgasms.”

He smirked.

“I have to open the shop at some point,” he said. “Can it wait until later?”

Lacey pursed her lips, trying to hide her smile.

“You want me to come over tonight, is that what you’re saying?”

“You’re the one that wants to interview me,” he said, one eyebrow flicking. “Maybe I’d be more inclined to open up if we were more - intimate.”

His voice had dropped to a low purr, and Lacey squeezed her thighs together.

“Okay, but no distracting me this time!” she ordered, gesturing with a fork. “I have to get some stuff on tape I can actually use! I don’t want Sidney weaselling out of this pay rise he promised.”

Gold pressed a hand to his heart with a wounded expression, and she wrinkled her nose at him. He turned back to his breakfast, a tiny grin on his face.

“I suppose he’ll have you covering the mayoral election,” he said, and Lacey nodded, chewing and swallowing.

“There’s gonna be a debate next week.”

“Really?” Gold pulled a face. “So maybe that’s why I’m starting to hear whispers against Regina.”

“Whispers?” Lacey sat up. “What are they saying?”

Gold took a drink of coffee, setting the cup back down and sucking at his teeth a little.

“The rumour,” he said, “is that money has gone missing from the accounts. Not a huge amount, perhaps a few thousand dollars, but enough to trigger an investigation. The whispering I’ve heard is that it’s the Mayor herself getting greedy. Trying to maintain a lifestyle she can’t afford on the back of hard-working townsfolk.”

“That can’t be true,” she said in disbelief. “It’s election year. There’s no way the Mayor would risk her position, right?”

“Regina and I have certainly had our differences,” he agreed, “but I don’t believe for one second that she’s been stealing town funds.”

“Me neither,” said Lacey. “I think it’s Zelena stirring shit.”

Gold gave her a slanted grin, cutting a piece of toast.

“And where’s your proof of that?”

“Don’t have it yet,” she admitted. “But a friend of mine gave me some info on her New York dealings that makes all this sound kind of familiar. Given what you told me last night, I think we can guess that there’s a personal element as far as Zelena’s concerned.”

“So what’s your plan?” he asked.

“I guess we could tell Regina what she’s up to,” said Lacey. “Give her a chance to stop Zelena.”

“It’ll just look like dirty politics if it’s Regina against her rival,” he said, and she nodded in agreement.

“Okay, how about this?” she said. “We tell Zelena what we know. Maybe it’ll make her stop scheming and leave town.”

“And if it doesn’t?”

“Then we go to the town,” said Lacey. “Let them all know what she’s up to.”

“Difficult to do that without evidence,” he said, and she shrugged.

“Maybe we’ll get a confession.”

“You think she’s going to reveal her diabolical plan to you in some sort of tell-all interview?” he asked, with a grin, and she sent him a flat look, reaching for her coffee.

“Not in a million years,” she said. “She can’t stand me.”

She took a sip of her coffee, setting down her cup.

“But she might tell you,” she added.

-

Gold drummed his fingers slowly on the counter top, eyes fixed on the shop door. The clock on the wall opposite showed that it was nine-thirty, and he was expecting a visitor. Right on time, the door opened, the bell above jingling as Zelena stepped into the shop, a predatory smile on her face. She strode towards him with purpose, and Gold eyed her with a flat stare as she leaned on the counter, pushing her face towards him as though hoping for a kiss of greeting.

“Mr Gold,” she said, in a breathy voice. “I can’t tell you how thrilled I was when you said you wanted to discuss my election campaign.”

“Well, before you get too excited,” he said. “I want to talk to you about these rumours against the Mayor.”

“Rumours?” She tried to look puzzled, but it was unconvincing.

“The ridiculous talk of her embezzling town funds.”

Zelena gasped, hand to heart.

“She’s been stealing from the town?” she said, in a hushed voice. “Well. About time someone else took over, wouldn’t you agree?”

“Don’t play games with me,” said Gold, in a bored tone. “You know she didn’t do it.”

“That’ll be for the investigation to determine,” she said smoothly.

“Which you’re hoping will overshadow the campaign and leave you the victor.”

“If the people of this town decide they want me rather than her, who am I to deny them?”

Gold sighed heavily, pushing back from the counter and walking around it. Zelena turned to face him, and he grounded the cane between his feet.

“I know what you’re doing,” he said. “I’m a little unclear as to why.”

“I’m running for Mayor,” she said, showing her teeth in a somewhat manic smile. “As I said, it’s all about wanting to help the town. Family values, that sort of thing.”

“Really?” said Gold. “That’s interesting. Especially as the current Mayor is your half-sister. Perhaps those family values only stretch so far, hmm?”

Zelena’s mouth fell open, eyes wide with shock, and he bit back a smirk.

“Interesting how differently your lives turned out, isn’t it?” he went on. “You raised in England by your adoptive parents, Regina over here with your birth mother. I suppose that must sting, being abandoned. As I understand it, she left you at the kids’ home in Boston with a note saying she had to give herself her best life and she couldn’t do that with a baby.”

Zelena’s eyes widened further, her jaw tightening.

“How the hell do you know that?” she demanded. “Who told you?”

“I have my sources,” he said. “Which I obviously won’t reveal.”

“That slut of a reporter’s been poking her nose in where it doesn’t belong and then selling to the highest bidder, I suppose,” she said bitterly, and he felt his fist clench around the handle of his cane.

“If you mean Miss French,” he said evenly. “Then no. My information predates her arrival in Storybrooke.”

Zelena drew herself up, brushing her hands against her skirts as though ridding herself of something unpleasant.

“Well,” she said. “My tragic history is none of anyone’s business.”

“It’s my business when you try to use it to take over my town.”

“Your town?” she said, letting out a humourless laugh. “Did you become Mayor when I wasn’t looking?”

Gold smiled coldly.

“Regina may have the title of Mayor,” he said. “But I’m the one with the power around here, and I’d prefer to keep it that way. Disruption, disputes – family drama – it hurts the bottom line.”

Zelena took a step closer, licking her lips. It was repellent, but he made himself meet her eyes.

“Well, if you could see your way to supporting my campaign,” she said throatily. “I’m sure we could - work something out. Help each other, so to speak. Perhaps we can discuss it over dinner.”

She reached out to touch his chest, and Gold stepped back smoothly, resisting the urge to swat her hand away.

“I try not to get involved in politics.”

Zelena looked as though she’d bitten a lemon.

“And yet,” she said. “Here you are. Getting in my way.”

“I know where I am with Regina,” he said. “She may be a little hard-headed at times, but she has fairly good judgement, and a genuine concern for her citizens. You have neither.”

“Perhaps I’m just untested.”

“Perhaps you’re unstable.”

She clenched her jaw, her eyes flashing.

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re incredibly rude?”

“Usually I get ‘heartless’,” said Gold. “I like to think I’m merely a good judge of character.”

“And you judge the Mayor’s character to be better than mine?”

“I imagine most of this town does,” he said calmly, and Zelena sniffed.

“In case you haven’t noticed, most of the residents of this town are incredibly stupid,” she said. “Small-minded. Stuck in the past and terrified of change. It didn’t take much effort on my part to find bad feelings towards the Mayor.”

“Which you’ve no doubt been exploiting.”

“Well, that’s politics,” she said airily. “Can I help it if the townsfolk have had a difficult year and I remind them that while they struggle to pay their bills, Regina Mills and that wife of hers are lounging around doing heaven knows what on the taxpayer dime?”

“What is it you think they’re doing?” asked Gold, puzzled. “Mallory is a lawyer. Regina is the Mayor. They both earn a respectable living and I’m fairly sure neither one of them is lounging around.”

“Respectable?” she said, raising an eyebrow. “Well, that’s not the concern I’ve heard from some of the townsfolk. There’s talk of some seedy club that’s been approved by the Mayor to open next month. Queens of Darkness, or something?”

“Yes,” said Gold patiently. “It’s a gay bar. So?”

“From what I hear there is deep concern amongst the townsfolk about the image of Storybrooke,” she said. “I’m told it could attract all kinds of perverts to the town. Think of the poor children.”

Gold stared at her, then burst out laughing.

“Are you expecting to challenge Regina on some sort of morality grounds?” he asked. “Good luck with that. No one but a tiny, bigoted minority cares that she’s a lesbian. If you think you can win with their votes alone, you’re wasting your time.”

“I think the family values crowd is more numerous than you might believe,” she said. “Something tells me I’m on the right track. Outrage is so easily manipulated and weaponized, don’t you agree?”

Gold stared at her for a moment.

“So you don’t care about being Mayor at all,” he said. “You just want to take it away from Regina.”

Zelena smirked

“Can you imagine the look on her face?” she asked. “Because I have a little scene in my head that I’m hoping will play out on election day. I’m announced as the winner in a landslide victory, the simpletons that voted for me erupt with cheers, and she runs out of the town hall crying.”

“Clearly you don’t know her very well,” remarked Gold. “Why do this? You don’t want this position, you clearly don’t give a flying fuck about any of the townsfolk, why go to so much trouble to take it from Regina?”

Zelena rounded on him, nostrils flaring.

“Because she deserves it!” she hissed. “Because she had everything that was supposed to be mine! Because she was given the world on a silver platter and even that’s not enough for her!”

Gold shook his head.

“You’re saying that like any of this is Regina’s fault,” he said. “She can’t help it if your mother abandoned you. If you have to take your anger out on someone, surely your mother is the place to start?”

“Well, I can’t very well talk to her about it, she’s dead!”

“Then let it go,” said Gold patiently. “Stop blaming your sister for the two of you having a terrible parent.”

“This life should have been mine!” said Zelena, eyes flashing. “She doesn’t deserve any of this!”

“My thoughts exactly,” he said dryly. “You won’t beat her, you know. The town has supported Regina for years because she does a good job. They won’t simply choose you because you bat your eyelashes at them.”

“Well, maybe they’d prefer a Mayor who isn’t corrupt,” she said. “I think you’ll be surprised at what the townsfolk might want, when the truth is presented to them.”

Perhaps so, he thought. Aloud he said: “You know as well as I do that there’s no truth to the corruption rumours.”

Zelena smiled brightly.

“Do I?”

“Yes,” he said evenly. “So unless you’ve planted a bunch of phoney evidence, this vendetta of yours is doomed.”

Zelena had pursed her lips at his words, and he wanted to shake her.

“You’re telling me you have planted evidence?”

“I didn’t say that.”

Gold sighed heavily.

“I don’t even know why I’m trying to help you,” he said, almost to himself. “Why don’t you just leave town? Go and live your life and stop worrying about what you think you’re entitled to.”

“I will destroy her happiness!” spat Zelena. “If it’s the last thing I do!”

She whirled away, red curls tossing, and stomped towards the door.

“If you try to bring her down,” he called, making her pause. “I’ll stop you.”

Zelena swivelled slowly on her toes to face him, a smirk twisting her lips.

“Oh, really?”

“Really,” he said. “I’ve taken time out of my busy day to try to make you see sense, but I can just as easily talk to the entire town.”

She laughed at that, eyes gleaming with mirth.

“The reclusive Mr Gold, whom the entire town distrusts, is going to convince them that their beloved charity queen is really a fraudster with an axe to grind?”

“Yes,” he said simply.

She looked him up and down briefly, pursing her lips, and took a step forward.

“Go ahead and try, then,” she said. “You’ve no proof.”

Gold held her gaze for a moment, then nodded.

“You’re right,” he said. “I don’t.”

Zelena nodded in satisfaction.

“In that case, I think we’re done, don’t you?” she said. “Unless you want to take me up on that offer of dinner, of course.”

“I think not,” he said coldly, and she sniffed.

“Your loss,” she said, and flounced off, the bell above the door jingling on her way out.

Gold stared after her, shaking his head, and heard the click of heels on the floor behind him.

“Well.” Lacey’s voice made him turn. “That was interesting.”

She was leaning in the doorway, the curtain to the back room draping the curve of her hip, and he smiled.

“Did you get it?” he asked, and she held up her camera.

“Every word.”

[wonderwomanfantasy]

Tendou NSFW alphabet

No one Requested this but I wrote it anyway

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

He lightens the mood the the best of his abilities. He can be pretty mean durring sex so he makes sure you laugh a little and know that he really does love you. also lots of cuddles.

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

He likes his hair!! He likes how it stands out both because its color and becuase of how he spikes it up. Mostly he likes his hair because you like his hair. you’re always playing with it and scratching his scalp, it melts him. 

On you he likes your hands. they are wayyyy smaller than his and just so cute!! he will be holding your hand 25/8 

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

loves loves loves to watch his cum drip off of you. His cum is a little wattery so it runs and drips every damn where. he loves to bust over your chest and watch you try and  to catch it all as to not make a mess but its too late his cum is all over the place and you should probably wash the sheets. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He loves to make you drool. kinda gross but here me out. its because it’s gross that Tendou is into it. He will put his fingers in your mouth just to feel you drool down the side of his hand or make you choke on his cock just to see your spit dribble down your chin. gets him rock hard everytime. 

You get your wisdom teeth pulled and you end up drooling a little in recovery and Tendou is trying so hard to be a good boyfriend and take care of you but he’s turned on as fuck. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Not very. in fact he’s probably a virgin when the two of you meet. Most people are scared of him, or just think he’s weird so unless it’s like a one night stand he’s probably never done the deed before. 

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

something like this where he’s stratling one leg then has the other pressed to his chest. He likes seeing your face when you have sex so he can stick fingers in your mouth and he also likes that this position hleps him hit all the sensitive spots inside of you. 

that being said Tendou is into some weird shit so if you are flexable he’s going to put your ass in some straight up bonkers poses while you two fuck

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

oh you KNOW he’s cracking jokes the whole time wich is kind of jarring because he is also belittling you all the time so he might give you whiplash

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

Got into manscaping as a joke and is very poud that he has the prettiest pubes on the team also yes the whole team has seen his pubes because Tendou. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Not very romantic tbh like I said he’s into degrading the fuck out of you and he’s got truble expressing how much he loves you at the best of times so don’t expect him to scatter roses for you or something </3

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

all the time babie. he’s horny all day everyday and also jerking off just helps him relieve stress so he’ll do it even if he isn’t in the mood. Not ashamed if you catch him either if anything he enjoys you watching. very into mutual masturbation as well. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

BDSM- Tendou is a sadist. that's it that’s the post. Tendou lives to see you crying or in pain that he caused. it’s just so much fun spaking you then belittling you and humilating you for getting off on it of course this is made all the better becuase you like it just as much as him.

He also loves making a reall mess of you, your hair will be tangled, any makeup you were wearing smudged and your whole body trembling as it’s covered in unnameable fluids. in Tendou’s eyes you’ve never looked better.

letex- Is this a kink? I think so. Tendou loves seeing you in tight-fitting black letex. he loves watching you jiggle in the tight fitting outfit and how your plump skin fills the costume perfectly, and if you were to dom him you better do it in a letex dominetrix suit 

food play- please imagine chocolatier Tendou pouring melted choclate all over your body so he can lick it up. Like I said he loves to make a mess of you. whipped cream, carmel, strawberries, icecream, Tendou would use you as a buffet table tbh 

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

in theory he likes doing it outside, thinks its romantic to blow your back out under the open night sky, but  tbh it’s hard to have kinky sex outside so he usally holds off on sex to the bedroom.

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

when you use your “baby voice” like your voice pitches up and you hit him with the pout and the puppy dog eyes and he is putty in your hands. one time you found a stray kitty and started cooing over it as the poor thing. Needless to say, tendou had never been so jelous of a cat before. God forbid you baby Goshiki that way

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

not into roleplay He thinks it’s just cringey to pretend to be someone you’re not and it just takes him out of the experience. He also isn’t really big on sharing. He may threaten to let the whole world see you at your sluttiest if he’s humiliating you, but he’s bluffing that is a sight for his eyes only.

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

tbh? not into oral that much. Not that he would ever turn down a blow job mind you, bt he would rather fuck you properly or just jerk himself off. 

that being said he still goes down on you fairly offten. He’s a big tease and loves to torture you with his tounge edging you over and over again. or tease you for humping his face like a desprate little slut. He also likes it when you sit on his face, it just feels intemet you know? it’s also a good way to show his control over you. Even though techincally you are setting the pace as you ride him, you still do what he asks cus your obedient 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

it depends. if he’s still in teasing mode, he’ll be painfully slow, until you beg him to speed up, wich he will of course almost brakeing the bed in the process and if you tell him to slow down he’ll go back to slow and teasing. 

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He doesn’t like to have a full quicky but he will absolutely pull you aside to get you worked up before leaving you high and dry. before pouncing on you when you have a little more privacy. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He’s down for pretty much anything he’s pretty chill when you bring something up you want to try and always makes sure to bring up anything he wants to do in advance to make sure you’re comfortable and onboard. 

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

in the beginning he has no stamina homeboy busts in like a minute flat lucky for you he is willing to train and he can go for rounds on end imma say this for every one of these boys stg but his stamina is through the roof never going to stop having sex just because he’s tired. and if he is feeling low energy it manifests with less kinks rather than less sex. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

HA. yeah <3. Ushi found his box of sex toys once and hasn’t recovered since. Ball gags, nipple clamps, and handcuffs are some of Tendou’s personal favorites. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Do I even have to say it? is it even really sex with Tendou if he doesn’t make you beg?

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not loud but he talks a lot. He looms over your body and mummers into your ear all the dirty things hes going to do to you, or wants to do. he’s also highkey going to mock you if you’re too loud 

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

When he gets drunk he gets very sweet and clingy he also gets very touchy and drunk Tendou is one of the only times you’ll have sweet sex with him.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

his cock is very long with a redish purplish tip. He has a small case of pencil dick cus it’s not very gurthy rip Tendou

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

Very high he wants you every day basically whenever you’re horny it’s safe to assume Tendou is also in the mood. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

like I said he dones’t get sleepy after sex really, but he does like to cuddle and he likes to watch you sleep while you’re curled up in his arms. 100% kisses your head while you sleep. 

[hearts-hunger]

dralshy’a ka’ra (brighter stars): chapter three || din djarin x reader

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chapter one | chapter two

Series Summary: In the lake country of Naboo, you and Din romance each other under summer’s brighter stars. || Part Two of Jate’kara (Lucky Stars)

Chapter Summary: Din has something to take care of, but you convince him to stay in bed with you a little longer before he goes.

Pairings: Din Djarin x Wife!Reader

Genre: Fluff, smut | Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: smut, cock warming, unprotected sex (they’re trying to have a baby ok!!) 

A/N: This one’s short but sweet. More tender lovemaking, more Din saying all sorts of romantic things in Mando’a. (Also, yeah, it’s a Javi gif, but there’s a sad shortage of helmetless Din gifs that don’t make me burst into tears.) I hope you like it! ♡

You dreamed that you and Din had adopted a very friendly Tusken Massiff, and woke when you determined that the kisses on your face weren’t just from your new pet.

In the moonlight, you made out Din’s face; he was propped up on his arm next to you, giving you gentle kisses on your nose, your cheeks, your brow. You felt it was very sweet of him but couldn’t help a laugh at what your sleepy brain had interpreted his kisses as.

“What’s so funny, my love?” he asked, his voice quiet and amused.

You smiled against his mouth. “You were a Massiff in my dream,” you said. “Just a big, friendly pet who wouldn’t stop giving me kisses.”

He chuckled. “Sounds like me.” He put his hand on your waist and drew you close to him, kissing you properly now that you were awake.

“Couldn’t sleep?” you asked. You guessed you’d only slept for a few hours, judging by the embers still glowing in the fireplace. 

He tucked your hair behind your ear. “I slept for a bit. But there’s something I need to take care of, and I wanted to see you before I left.”

You sat up a little, and you couldn’t help a petulant frown. “You’re leaving?”

“Just for a little while,” he said. He propped himself up on the pillows next to you and ran his hand up and down your arm to soothe you. “I... have some things to take care of, like I said.”

You could tell he didn’t want to offer any further explanation, and considered it might be another surprise for you. Even if it wasn’t, he was entitled to his privacy, and you let him be.

“When will you be back?” you asked. You eased yourself over him until you were straddling his waist, and you were pleased with how quickly he responded to you. You trailed your fingers over his chest, tracing the scars from wounds that even beskar couldn’t shield him from completely. 

“Late morning,” he said, rubbing circles over your thighs. He smiled up at you. “You probably won’t be awake by then, cyar’ika.”

Though Din was a habitually early riser, you slept in whenever you could. You didn’t get much of a chance for it, what with your toddler and your frequently chaotic life on the run, but it was still a running joke between you.

“Hmm, very funny,” you said, leaning down to give him a kiss. He chuckled against your mouth and brushed your hair behind your ear.

“Make love to me before you go,” you said softly, kissing all along his jaw, his scruff warm on your cheeks. You took his low groan as an affirmative answer and raised on your knees, intending to settle yourself on him, but he put his hands on your hips and drew you towards him.

“Gorgeous,” he said almost reverently as he kissed your stomach. “Every bit of you, cyare. Breathtaking.”

You smiled and gave his hair an affectionate brush-through with your fingers. It was mussed with sleep, curly and a little fluffy; you lightly scratched his scalp and combed your fingers through any wayward tangles.

“Kriff, just do that for the rest of the trip,” he said contentedly. He loved having his hair played with; you often recalled with great fondness the first time you’d brushed your fingers through his curls and he looked like he might melt with happiness.

At the moment, though, you were happy to play with his hair any other time, perhaps some time when you couldn’t feel his cock between your legs. 

“You’re sure there’s nothing else you’d like?” you asked sweetly, slowly pressing your hips against his. His fingers dug into your waist, strong and possessive and needy.

You lowered yourself onto him with practiced ease, but for all that you could have teased him, you gave a quiet, broken moan of pleasure as he filled you. You leaned your head against his, gripping his broad shoulders to steady yourself as you took every inch of him. He gave a heady sigh and a soft, choked groan when you settled into place, stroking his hands over your thighs and hips.

“Stars,” he breathed. “I love you.”

You smiled and kissed him, careful not to move too much; you wanted to just be with him for a moment, letting him fill you as his hands roamed over your skin. He still sucked in a sharp breath when you leaned forward, and you knew it wouldn’t take much to make him come undone. He prided himself on his stamina, and with good reason, but you’d been delighted to learn from previous encounters that straddling him would unravel him quicker than anything else.

“I love you, Din,” you said softly. His fingers glanced over your chest, tracing your collarbone and the curve of your breast. He thumbed the two pendants on your necklace and tugged the chain gently, pulling you closer to him.

“Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde,” he said, punctuating each phrase with a kiss. You didn’t need him to translate that for you - you remembered it from your wedding day. He’d said it perfectly and you’d stumbled over every syllable, but he hadn’t minded.

“We are one when together, we are one when parted,” you said, repeating your vows back to him. “We will share all, we will raise warriors.”

He smiled up at you with that same beaming affection he always had for you; you imagined he’d worn that same smile the first time you said it.

Though your wedding had been on Naboo, with your friends and family, you’d officially been married on Nevarro. A marriage vow was one of the most solemn and treasured vows a Mandalorian could make, and the process was characteristically straightforward: in front of a clan leader, partners said their vows to each other; then, for the first time, they were able to see the face they’d dreamed about for so long.

Din had wanted to give you a beautiful wedding - and he had, months later. At the time, a gang of smugglers had been after him for collecting the bounty on one of their partners, and Din had to leave Nevarro or risk compromising the entire covert. You were to stay there, protected by his clan, until he’d taken care of the gang - and, before he left, he wanted to be married to you. He’d asked you simply and earnestly if you would marry him that very night he was planning to leave, and you had never regretted saying yes.

You’d said your vows before the armorer, and she had declared you a clan of two. Because you hadn’t had a signet yet, the armorer had chipped a small piece from the edge of Din’s chest plate to fashion you a pendant. You still wore it, the little piece of worn red beskar resting with the Mudhorn pendant on your chest as a constant reminder of your vows to the man you loved.

You hadn’t seen him without his helmet that night. You almost hadn’t had time to say goodbye, but Din had taken your hands in his before he left. 

“Ni kar'tayli gar darasuum,” he’d said. “No matter how far I go, I hold you in my heart, cyar’ika.”

In bed, with the moonlight on his skin and his fingers tracing over your body, he murmured the same thing against your skin.

“A clan of two,” he said after a moment, bringing the red beskar to his lips. Then, with the Mudhorn signet, “A clan of three. What will you wear for our clan of four, cyare?”

You smiled, a bright thread of happiness pulling taut between his heart and yours.

“I don’t know,” you said honestly. You loved his attentiveness, the way he treasured little things like the charms around your neck that represented your family. “Maybe a stone from the lake country.” 

You kissed him and gave a soft laugh. “If you give me a baby while we’re here, that is.”

He kissed you back deeply, strong and wanting. “Let me, then.”

His tongue met yours as you started to move, rocking your hips against his. You treasured each little moan and sigh that tumbled from his mouth, going slow, working him into a place of desperate want for you. He held your hips tightly; you’d probably have little bruises there later, but you didn’t mind. Love marks already flushed on his neck from your earlier union, and you revisited those same spots with tender kisses.

“Maker,” he gasped, pressing you down onto him, his hips rising to meet yours. “You feel so good, cyare.”

You gripped his shoulders as you rode him, your thighs trembling, throwing your head back when he angled himself just right. He held you in his strong arms, protective and possessive; you bit out a curse as he reached between you to circle your clit, tightening around his cock.

“Oh, cyare,” he moaned. “Gedet'ye, cyar’ika.”

You couldn’t help a pleased grin; you knew you had him then. Please in Mando’a was his biggest giveaway, and you nearly came then and there as he said it again in a broken voice.

“Gedet’ye, my love,” he begged as his voice pitched up sweetly. You gave a breathy moan and felt your desire for your husband overcome you. 

“Gonna cum,” you said, gasping when he pressed deeply against your clit. Both of you moved faster, held on tighter to each other, chasing your highs.

“Go on, mesh’la,” he said, tender even as his fingers dug into your waist. “Cum for me.”

A breathless string of curses tumbled from you as you gave into the whited-out pleasure, riding his cock to drag your orgasm out and bring him to his. He wasn’t far behind, and he gave a desperate groan as you sank low on his cock and felt him cum deep inside you.

“Haar'chak, cyar’ika,” he managed, his chest rising unsteadily with his heavy breaths. He brushed your hair back from your face. “How can you undo me so completely? I feel I might break apart with your touch.”

You kissed him all over his face, trying to tell him how much you loved him - you felt that saying it wouldn’t be enough. He ran his hands comfortingly over your body, steadying both of you, bringing you from the ecstasy of your union back to the safety and familiarity of his body against yours in the quiet of a warm summer night.

“Gotal'ur ner kar'ta ti mureyca,” he said against your mouth. “You mend me with your kisses.”

You smiled. That was sweet, and he’d never said it to you before. You pulled back just enough to look at his face, to adore the softness of his expression as he looked up at you with all the love in the world.

“I love you very much,” you said gently. You combed your fingers through his hair and basked in his wobbly, lovesick smile.

“I love you,” he said. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close, resting his head on your chest. You ran your fingers over his shoulder and down his back to soothe him, wishing he didn’t have to go.

“Come back as soon as you can, my love,” you said, pressing a kiss to his curls.

He gave a soft groan. “I don’t want to leave. I want to stay here with you for the rest of my life.”

You gave a soft laugh. “Me too, sweetheart.” You loved it when he cuddled against you like this, leaning his head on your chest like a child. As big and strong as he was, his vulnerability was very precious to you, and you would be honored to treasure it as long as you lived.

After a while, he trailed kisses over your chest as he lifted his head and looked at you. You cradled his face in your hands and rubbed your nose gently against his; he chuckled and kissed you tenderly.

“Go back to sleep, cyare,” he said softly. “I’ll be back before you wake again.”

He eased you to lay back on the bed, giving you a few soft kisses as he rose. You watched as he dressed; he looked sleepy and lovely in his shirt and trousers, with that messy hair and the slow movements of early morning. Bit by bit he straightened, his movements crisper and more decisive as he put on his armor; you loved the way his body language responded to each piece of beskar he wore, his confidence and strength evident even in the set of his shoulders and the intentionality of his movements. He was beautiful without his armor, safe and gentle and warm; he was stunning with it on, powerful and strong and self-assured. You knew how lucky you were to have the privilege of knowing and loving both sides of him.

He cradled his helmet in the crook of his arm and gave you one last kiss before he left.

“Back soon, cyare,” he said gently. “Sleep well.”

You reached out for his hand and he took it, his grip steady and familiar even in his gloves.

“I love you,” you said. 

He smiled and raised your hand to give your knuckles a gentle kiss. “I love you too, cyar’ika.”

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