#x and q are okay but too muscular

[angelgendered]

I do wish beyond everything that there was a fat masc body in civ modding circles which had some clothes fit to it past like one or two sexy outfits lol

[rayaswrittings]

I just want to feel

Pairing: Colby Brock x Fem!best friend!reader

Summary: your best friends, Sam and Colby, ask you to be in one of their Q&A videos, but there’s alcohol involved… a lot of it.

Warning(s): SMUT! Mature Language, mature themes, kissing, alcohol, unprotected p in v, Friends to lovers trope :)), choking etc.

This is a long writing so I’m sorry for mistakes!

“Are you sure I should be in the video? I mean, your fans barely know about me” You ask for a final time as Sam leads you to the living room, his recording camera already set up in front of the couch where Colby had been sitting. The two of them were wearing all black so you did too, a black off the shoulder sweater that was old. It was one of the main things you’d leave at Sam and Colby’s in case you ever crashed for the night.

While most people would kill to be in their videos, you never really saw the point. You were somewhat camera shy and a complete nobody. Why would anyone care to see you on the screen? Not to mention all the random internet ships that come with it all. You grew up with Sam, which means you ultimately grew up with Colby as soon as they met. You were only a teenager and now that your adults, you stay at theirs from time to time when your out with friends and get wasted at a party.

Colby would always come and get you from them.

“Our fans will love you. Just be honest and chill, okay?” Sam nods toward Colby and you walk past him to sit next to the dark haired boy, his strong cologne filling your nose.

“Don’t be nervous, at least we have alcohol” Colby’s comment made a small laugh escape from your lips, and you shook your head at his playful smirk. He was right. Alcohol always calmed you down and made your anxiety a little bit less of what it usually was.

You watch the blonde lean forward to turn on the camera and Colby does the same, although you sit back and watch them do their intro. You’d only been in a few other videos of there’s as a small guest but they always made it known to their fans who you were. After all, you all basically started off nobody’s together.

You remember the last morning you had left for school with Sam in freshman year. It was the last day you’d left alone with him for the rest of high school. Your parents were close to each other so you and Sam had practically known each other for most of your lives, but that day, when he met Colby, it wasn’t just the two of you anymore.

The three of you would take the bus together every morning and walk home every afternoon, spending almost every second in between still with one another. It was perfect. Your group was so refreshing, it felt so right.

Your first argument was when you were in junior year, at a party you knew you shouldn’t of been at.

At the time, you’d been talking to this senior, James. He was the captain of your schools swim team and fairly muscular for his 17 years of age. That night at the party was the first time you’d really done anything, he kept handing you shots and like an idiot, you took them. Looking back on it now, you know it could’ve been avoided, but you also trusted the boy you liked. You truly wanted to just fit in with his friends.

That was until he tried to to undo your crochet top in the middle of the dance floor, whispering dirty nothings into your ear that made you feel disgusting.

When you told him off, he got angry with you, grabbing your arm and trying to pull you away so he could get you alone. People were starting to stare and you were starting to get embarrassed, like you were some random slut he’d been taking upstairs.

But then he was ripped away from you, and in only a matter of seconds, Sam’s hand was laid on the small of your back, checking you for bruises the boy might’ve given you. He was trying to talk to you, but you couldn’t tear your eyes away from the chaos on the floor.

“Colby, get off of him!” You scream, noticing the blood coming from James’s face. Colby was on top of him, punching him the hardest you’d ever seen anyone punch, not sparing him anything. Sam held you back when you tried to get close, they saw what he did to you and there was no way in hell they’d let it slide.

The sound of police sirens fill the street and everyone is quickly running out of the house, and finally Colby stands up. He wipes his now busted lip before looking back at his two friends, but you couldn’t take your eyes off the bloody mess laid on the floor.

You hated blood.

“Y/N-“ you push yourself off Sam and past Colby, looking out the window to watch the police cars pull in front of the house. It looked like a murder scene, and you were so in shock you couldn’t even think straight. “Y/N, we have to go” Colby tries to grab your arm but you quickly pull it away, and now he’s able to see the tears streaming down your cheeks.

“Get out of here!” You can hear the officers radio the closer they get, and all you could think about was getting Sam and Colby out of there. “Go! Please just go!” Your pleading words make it almost impossible to not listen, and with only a few more seconds, your friends were gone.

That was the day you realized the severity of your friendship— or at least you and Colby’s friendship. The fact that all of you would do anything for each other, whether that was beating up an abuser, or putting your life on the line for the other person.

Ever since then, you and Colby had this undeniable tension between the two of you. It was weird, like something you couldn’t figure out. It was only made purely visible that night.

You’d never even kissed Colby, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t think about it sometimes. Your usually able to hide it, your desire for the boy, except when your at parties.

Whenever you drink, it’s like everything has to come out the way you think it. Nothing like liquid courage, huh? That’s the exact reason you didn’t want to do the video.

You never stopped thinking about that night.

“Y/N?” You blinked at the touch against your arm, and Colby was looking at you with a slight confusion on his face. “You okay?” You notice the camera’s recording light and nod, sitting up with a smile. “I think it’s time to get drunk, huh?” He nudged you and you nod with a laugh “first question!”

One of your other friends was there reading the questions for you, and even though you thought you’d start off light, she did not give you a break.

“What’s the worst doing the dirty experience you’ve had?” Sam and Colby stare at each other for a second until one of them laughs, shaking their head with the dumbest response. Sam, of course makes a joke out of it but Colby has no shame in what he says, as always.

“One time I had a girl use a lot of teeth, and uh… we never talked again. It was very awkward” Sam hisses at the statement, which makes you laugh too. “What about you, Y/N?” Colby turns to you and your face almost turns red from the sudden eyes on you. Everyone in the room and the camera was waiting on you now.

“Uh… I guess the last time I was talking to a guy. I had to fake the whole thing and he finished quick so it just felt so awkward and it was silent the rest of the night” Colby and Sam raise their eyebrows at you but are laughing at the same time. They knew who you were talking about.

“Colby, why do you post with girls on social media and never tell the fans what’s going on?” The question takes all of you by surprise and Colby’s eyes go wide. That was exactly what happened with you and why you didn’t want to be on the channel that much anymore.

“Umm…” He laughs nervously, looking over at you for a split second. “Because sometimes, I don’t know what’s going on, alright? I’m just posting the post and maybe it turns into something or maybe it doesn’t?”

“It’s not like their your girlfriend” Sam interjects and Colby nods agreeably.

“Let’s just say if I had a girlfriend, you guys would know” After you guys are done with that question, your kind of sitting back and watching the two answer at that point. Except they had to drink once so you did too, now you were all one shot in.

“Colby, why do you have a pair of handcuffs in your room?” Everyone’s face is in shock in the room as they look at Colby, waiting for his answer. He laughs nervously again, looking over at same with wide eyes before sitting up.

“I uh… you know I-“

“Might have to drink on that one, huh?” You tease and he rolls his eyes at your words with a laugh, closing the alcohol bottle he was about to open.

“No, no. I um… I use them for personal fun. Yeah, that’s-“

“What the fuck does that mean” You and Sam burst out laughing but your friend shakes her head. “Judge says no. Drink!” Sam hands him the bottle and Colby’s face is now turning a slight red. A tint only you could see because of how close you were.

“I’ve used them for sexual fun” He says just as he’s about to pour the shot, but your friend rolls her eyes and nods that he doesn’t have to drink.

“That was luck” Colby nudges your arm and shrugs, that annoying smirk of his only making you laugh.

“Name two dirty kinks you have” The girl reads and all three of you are wide eyeing the camera. Sam curses under his breath and Colby is still in shock. It was still so early in the game, already?

“Wait, I’m not answering that. I already said one, right?” Sam agrees to Colby but the judge shakes her head. “Just one more then? I already day said one!”

“You go first, Y/N” Sam cuts off his clearly pressured friend and they both turn to you, but your face is an even deeper red then Colby’s now.

“Um… I don’t—I mean it’s been a long time so I don’t really know…”

“Oh come on, Everyone has them” Colby teases and you glare at him, letting out a sigh as you sat back on the couch.

Apart of you was afraid to tell them, because you’d never really been that open with them about sexual preferences. Sam wasn’t the one you were worried about, him and Katrina were perfectly locked in with each other and you knew whatever you said didn’t matter.

But with Colby, there was always this unspoken tension between the two of you. One you tried to ignore but always failed terribly when you’d see him make out with another girl. You were afraid he’d see right through you if you answered the question, and if there was one thing you couldn’t ignore,

It was the way he’d look at you.

“I think… I think choking is attractive, but like not too aggressively, you know?”

“So your submissive?” Colby’s words go through your ear and straight down. He was clearly trying to get to you with that question, and there it was again.

The tension between the two of you.

“Sometimes” You try to cover it up but you can feel his eyes piercing right through you, his smirk showing the small of his pearly white teeth that always made you blush. “What about you then, hmm? Mr. Talk shit” You push his face and the two of them laugh, but Colby is no longer embarrassed to say it.

“I like to be Dominant” He says to the camera and Sam blows air from his mouth, shake his head in disbelief. Colby isn’t looking at you on purpose. Oh god, this wasn’t how it was supposed to go.

You lean back on the couch, scratching your nose to try and hide your burning hot cheeks from everyone’s eyes. It was like he was doing it on purpose. He was so clearly teasing you.

And you wished it wasn’t working, but it’s been so long that it’s impossible for your stomach not to twist into multiple knots.

Or at least that’s the excuse you gave yourself.

After many more questions and many more drinks, the alcohol started to take a toll on all three of you already. You had only had three shots and even the camera was hard to focus on. Sam and Colby’s eyes had been getting red but yours were harder to see because of your eyelashes.

“Who do you think is the most attractive clubhouse member besides Kat” Colby and your own eyes go wide and you both stare at Sam. Obviously he couldn’t answer that, but neither could you, right?

“None! Sorry, gotta drink to that. Can’t answer cause it ain’t true” Sam sasses the camera while opening the bottle. Colby laughs, both of you applauding your friend.

“Yeah, I’m gonna drink to that one as well” Colby reaches down to grab the other bottle from the floor, pouring it into his shot glass. “I can’t answer that, but I do have someone in mind” he cheers to the camera and his words alone make your stomach twist once again. It definitely wasn’t you, but saying something like that… after the other questions..

“What about you, Y/N?” The girl asks as the boys down their own shots. She raises an eyebrow, “might as well give us something here, right?” As much as you wanted to decline and run away embarrassed, you could feel the liquid courage increasing.

The way everyone looked at you, they all knew who it was. You leaned back with a huff, you could feel Colby’s eyes on you the entire time you were stalling, but when you looked at him, his eyes pierced through you.

“I think… I think I’ll drink too” Sam and Colby boo at you when you pour the shot. You couldn’t do it. He didn’t either so that must mean he doesn’t… feel the same, Right?

“I can’t even see the camera anymore, dude” Sam laughs at Colby’s words. Sam has more shots then the two of you so you’d imagine he’d be the one saying it, but of course it was Colby.

Maybe that’s why he was looking at you like that..

Towards the end of the video, all three of you were pretty drunk. Sam was the least, you were in the middle, and Colby… Jesus. Colby was so drunk.

“Fuck, man” Colby lays his head on the end table for just a second, you could tell his head was spinning. You rub his back, his body temperature is very warm. You look over to Sam and nod toward the camera, and Sam immediately understands.

“Maybe we should take a small break?”

“Where are you going?” You ask Sam, watching him put on his jacket and grab his keys. You finished the video about 30 minutes ago and Colby was on the couch watching tv, while you had just changed into night clothes which really were only comfy shorts and a crop top like usual.

“I have to go stay at Kat’s tonight. We’re heading to her parents tomorrow morning” You hum, pouring a glass of water for yourself and one for Colby. You had forgotten Sam was going away for a few days. “Try not to have too much fun while I’m gone” You stop and look at him with slightly furrowed brows, but he’s just raising his eyebrows with a shrug, leaving you with the confusion of his statement.

He doesn’t… he can’t know, right? You weren’t that obvious.

“Water?” Your voice is enough to catch Colby’s attention from the tv. He was watching some random scary movie it looked like but you’d never seen it so you weren’t completely sure. You hand him the water and take a seat next to him, leaving a gap between the two of you. You had thought the tension would be gone by now but it clearly wasn’t, you could only hope it was just your overthinking.

“What’s up with you? You were being weird the whole video” His question makes you somewhat relieved. Maybe he didn’t suspect anything, maybe it really was all just in your own head—but how were you meant to explain you couldn’t focus because of how badly you wanted him. Even now, he was leaned back on the couch, his hair messy from running his hands through it and his tattoos on full display for you to look at. Jesus, it felt like torture.

Why did you have to get drunk?

“I just didn’t feel good” You shrug, looking over at the tv and tilting the glass of water toward your lips. You can feel his eyes on you, waiting for you to give him a real answer but he doesn’t push you. He only takes a sip of his water, turning back to the movie.

“Are you going home tonight?” You glance at the clock, it’s already 11. Should you? You have a room here, you didn’t really need to.

But did he want you to?

“I was planning on staying but if you don’t want me to-“

“I want you to stay” Your stomach twists, with excitement and somewhat nervousness at the same time. He was being direct but he wasn’t even looking at you. You wanted to stay and watch the movie with him, but the more you looked at him, the more the drunken side of you just wanted to kiss him.

You wanted him.

“Come here” You hesitate for a few seconds before placing your drink back on the glass table in front of you, moving to sit closer to the boy. His arm was laid on the back of the couch and he opens the blanket he’d been using to you. He wanted you close.

Your practically curled next to him by the middle of the movie, head laid in the crook of his neck and your legs sitting on top of his own. Not much had been said all movie, but Colby was getting more and more touchy as it went on.

His fingers traced shapes on your bare legs under the blanket, the cold metal of his rings sometimes brushing against your skin. He made it seem so normal, like it was an every day thing the two of you did together.

But this only made you so much hornier.

His scent radiates from his neck, and it was almost as if you wanted to kiss his neck right then and there. It was so alluring—He was so alluring to you.

And he knew it.

“Do you want to tell me why you were really acting weird today?” He asks again, looking down at the tent his hand made under the blanket while he caressed your leg.

You bite your bottom lip, looking at the blanket as well. You could feel the tingling feeling between your legs as his hand touched you farther, as if he had been testing the waters before actually saying anything.

“Colby…” You can’t help but pull your legs even closer together, and that alone is all he needed to tell him how you felt. “Not everything needs an explanation. It’s just… complicated”

“Complicated, huh?” He hums sarcastically, in a knowing form. You bite your lip as you watch him rub his temple, frustration radiating off of him. “You know, For the longest time, I tried to let this whole thing go out of respect for you, Y/N” He mumbled, his voice low and husky with passion. God, he sounded so hot. Even if he was upset, you just couldn’t help yourself. “I always thought it would be you and Sam” He lets out a huffed chuckle, still keeping his eyes on his lap. “But I want it to be me”

What?

No. He isn’t… he doesn’t mean what you think, right? Colby Brock isn’t confessing his feelings for you, right?

“Colby, what’s wrong with you?” His body tenses when you ask that stupid question. What’s wrong with him? Like you didn’t know.

“What’s wrong with me? What about you?” He finally turns his head to look at you, his drunken, sad and very horny eyes staring lasers into yours. “You can’t seriously sit here and believe yourself when you ask me that question” You couldn’t think. You didn’t even move for awhile because of your lack of words or thoughts for that matter. You wanted to give in, but you were also so terrified of if it wasn’t real.

“Colby, I’m not the person you want. Trust me, you will figure that out soon enough” He scoffs as you get off the couch, trying to at least relieve some of the tension between the two of you. Colby was so tired of waiting, but you were just too scared.

“How do you know what I want? You’ve barely spoke to me the past few weeks!” The boy calls after you when your walking away from the couch, his voice only makes you stop. “You’ve been weird for weeks, Y/N. Don’t ask me what’s wrong with me when you can’t even tell me how you feel”

“Colby, I don’t know how I feel!” You turn around with frustration, staring at the back of his head. He was still sat on the couch, and part of you hoped he stayed there—but another part wanted him to go after you. “I haven’t just been distant because of you-“

“That’s such bullshit and you know it” He stands, turning to look at you. You were far too drunk for this. You could feel the unnecessary tears already filling your eyes, you didn’t want to argue with him. “Look me in my eyes and tell me that—then I’ll let it go”

“Can we please just talk about this tomorrow-“

“You know what I think? I think your just scared of feeling weak. Your scared of letting someone in, Y/N. And the past few weeks we’ve been getting closer than before, that’s why your distant now. That’s your biggest weakness” Colby scoffs, grabbing his jacket off the couch and slipping it on with ease. You furrow your eyebrows as he walks toward you, and past you.

You grab his arm, “Colby, your drunk. Don’t go out, Please” he’s avoiding your eyes but you can see the chisel on his jaw, clenching with what you thought had been anger. “I don’t know how to do this, Colby. I… I can’t even bring myself to say the words I want to say to you” He tears his arm away from you, snatching his keys from the countertop. No. You couldn’t let it end like that—not when you have so much to say. “Okay, fine!”

“You want the truth, Colby? For years all I felt for you for you, all in silence because I didn’t want to ruin our friendship with Sam and Each other. I watched you with other girls since we were juniors! I couldn’t stand you, but yet I also couldn’t stand to be without you. Everywhere I go, I always want you with me—and when i’d see you with other girls, it would make me feel stupid, like my feelings meant nothing to you even if you didn’t know”

“How was I supposed to tell you that? How was I supposed to tell you that even after everything that’s happened, I still can’t stop loving you!” Your confession slips like words of anger said in an heated argument. Colby still wasn’t looking at you, which only made your heart ache even worse. You just poured your heart out to him—couldn’t he at least look at you?

“When you got put in the hospital during senior year, I was there every fucking second with you! I cried, Colby! I was a mess for days, and Sam was the one who had to juggle the two of us!” You remembered that day like it was yesterday. The day you’d gotten into a huge argument with Sam about your feelings for Colby. Sam always knew of both your feelings, but he didn’t say anything to the other. If you were going to admit, it had to be to each other. “I’m usually so good at hiding how I feel, but I’m getting so tired of it. The Same repeating cycle I just-“

“Why didn’t you just tell me, Y/N. Why didn’t you-“

“Are you serious? After all those talks we had about you not caring for a relationship and not wanting a future with someone? You were practically telling me no! I wanted to tell you but then you started going to parties more and kissing girls and-“

“Y/N”

“It hurt me, Colby. That’s why I didn’t tell you. It would physically hurt my chest to see you kiss another girl after flirting with me for DAYS. You played with my head and I know I played with yours too but-“

“Y/N, I’m-“

“No matter how hard I try or how many guys I find, there’s nothing for me. I can’t… I can’t move past you and it fucking sucks” You hadn’t even realized he moved until you were done talking. He was close now—close enough to hear his breathing if you’d been quiet enough. Your heart shatters with every passing moment that’s goes silent. You knew you couldn’t be the same after this, so you begged in your mind for him to say something.

Only he didn’t say anything, and for a moment you actually thought he’d leave you there alone.

But you two were meant to love each other, Remember?

A silent moan escapes your mouth as he crashes his lips into your own, the sound muffled by his. The kiss is filled with so much passion it could make one’s heart explode if you weren’t too careful, it felt like the two of you had been waiting years to do this.

Which you were.



After the first kiss, the two of you didn’t waste any time. Colby pulled you up, your legs wrapping around him as you continued to make out with the dark haired boy. His large hands cupped your ass, and soon enough you felt your back hit the cold wall. One of your hands were laid on the side of his neck while the other held the back of his hair, tugging on it slightly.

It had only been a few seconds ago you were sitting watching a movie—how in the hell did you both get here so quick?

He carried you to the couch, sitting down so you could straddle his lap instead of holding yourself up against his waist.

His hands release your ass and move up your back, slipping under your shirt to unclip your bra.

Colby smirks against your lips and removes his hand from your shirt, lifting your chin to pull away from the kiss. “Dirty girl” You hum as his lips attach to your neck, his comment making you all the more wet then you already were. You didn’t put a bra on—and Colby seemed to have really liked that you didn’t. “You make such pretty sounds—wish I could’ve heard them sooner”

You can feel the hardness under you, and the more you grind on him, the more you can feel his grip on you tighten. It didn’t hurt—it just turned you on even more.

“Colby, Please” You plead breathlessly. You wanted him to do more then just kiss your neck. You wanted him to take you to his room, to do everything he’d do to someone else. “You don’t have to be gentle with me” you tug his hair gently, meeting his lust filled eyes. You were desperate for him and you didn’t care, you’d waited since junior year to have your way with him—to have him want you.

“I’ll leave marks all over you, Y/N” he says in a slightly warning tone as if he didn’t want to completely destroy you in that moment, but you shake your head, grabbing his hand that slipped to the waistband of your sleeper shorts.

“I just want to feel something” You say in a tone he’d never heard you in before, one that made him want you even worse then before. You slip your hand off his own and place it on his chiseled chest, feeling the crease of his abs all the way down until you reached his belt. You wanted him, you just wanted him to know that. “I want to feel you, Colby. I want you”

“You want me to treat you like everyone else?” You hesitate but nod after a few seconds, slipping off his lap to stand to your feet. He stands in front of you, his height making a clear difference above you. His expression hadn’t changed yet, he was so hard to read. “I won’t do that, Y/N” Before you could say anything, he was already picking you up and wrapping your legs around his waist again, crashing his lips back into yours as he made his way to his room.

This man… you didn’t know how to describe the feeling you had when he kissed you, but it was unlike anything you’d ever felt before. He was so different from everyone else you’d been with, and you didn’t know why.

You did. Deep down you knew why he made you feel the way he did. Colby was the only guy you truly wanted. Even when you had a boyfriend, you still wanted him instead.

He drops you onto his bed, removing his black wife beater and throwing it to the side, revealing his tattooed body you’ve grown to love looking at. He looked so good in this lighting, and the way his hair fell messy over his forehead—you couldn’t stop your thoughts from running wild.

“I want you, Y/N. I need to know I have all of you—that your only for me” You pick your head up to look at him briefly, fingers playing with the string of his pants. “I won’t treat you like some random slut when your not”

The feeling of his fingertips brushing against your skin made you shiver, it made you feel as if this might’ve not been real, maybe a dream after all. But after seeing his face and feeling his hand stop just above your waistline, everything felt at ease.

“I’ve always been yours, Colby Brock” That was all he needed to hear, all he needed to give into you.

And soon enough, here you were again, pinned against the bed while Colby’s hands grip your waist, peppering sweet kisses against your neck. You almost couldn't hold it in.

Your hand slowly found its way to the back of his neck, running your fingers through his hair as his wandering hands went right under your shorts. You knew what you were doing with the outfit, and it only made him laugh just thinking about it.

“Please, Colby. I don’t want you to hold back… I want you to give me all of you” you were smirking to yourself, biting your nail like this was somewhat funny to you. Colby didn’t see the appeal, if he was going to fuck you, he was going to ruin you for anyone else.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, Y/N” He tells you with a sharp tone, moving to place his hands against the beds cloth, closing you between him. You smirk, looking him up and down once before looking back to his face.

“I’m tired of waiting” The two of you laid there, staring at the other for what felt like forever until He finally gave in, cursing himself under his breath before he grabbed your neck to pull you into a rough kiss. Your body is flush against his as he completely explores your body with his hands. You could feel his growing erection, you could feel his hunger for your body like he felt yours.

“Colby” You mumble in a breathless moan. His lips remove from yours and move to your jaw, hungrily peppering wet kisses down it, all the way to your neck.

“You are so fucking hot, Jesus” He groans against your ear, placing soft kisses on your sensitive skin. Your moans are what encourage him the most. Hearing your sweet whimpers in his ear as he sucked on your neck felt like a dream. Believe god, he’d had that dream many, many times before.

“I’ve waited so long for this” Your breathless under him, gripping his hair between your small fingers. You could feel his cock pressing against you, begging for your tongue. It was big—he was so fucking big. It should’ve scared you but you were more intrigued, grinding your hips against his to gain some friction with the little time you had before he stopped your bratty movements.

“I know you have” He teases and you only roll your eyes, grabbing his hand that held you steady against him. You could feel his lips brushing your skin, he wanted to mark you, and you wanted him to. You wanted Colby Brock to let everyone know you were his.

“Nothings stopping me from walking out that door” You hum, holding his head and slightly pushing it down so his lips reattached to your neck. “I’ll find someone else—someone who hasn’t played with me for years” A grunt escapes his mouth as if he had been fighting with the feeling, shaking his head between your neck before meeting your eyes again; your bratty, untamed eyes.

“You’ve waited so long I thought? So long your body even reacts when I look at you” He’s so obviously joking and you love every second of it. Every word of degradation is like music to your ears, like a forbidden kink you didn’t know you had. “This is what you wanted, huh? All those looks you’d give me after I’d make out with randoms—you were so jealous, Sweetheart” Your ears are perking at his every word but your eyes were filled with annoyance. Colby knew now so why would you hide it? Hide your jealousy? “All those times, you could’ve just told me you wanted me and I would’ve given it all to you. Nobody else”

You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling you closer to his body then before with a smirk, shrugging your shoulders. “That doesn’t matter. I have you now” His eyes. Oh god, his eyes were so hungry. At first you didn’t know what to think but it only took you a few seconds to realize once his large arms were wrapped around your thighs, pulling your body close to him.

His chin sat against your stomach, staring up at you like he had been waiting for you to say something. But you didn’t know what he was planning until his thumb was ghosting around your clothed clit, that same smirk pulling at his lips as he watched you.

He slips your shorts off with ease, along with your black lace underwear, tossing them both to the side.

“Fuck” You breath heavily, leaning your head back against the sheets, not even realizing the boy under you was now fully under you. “S-shit!” Your hand fell clasp over your mouth to silence your moan, eyes falling back on him under you. Except now, his face was pressed into your dripping wet cunt, and his fingers teased what his mouth didn’t. “Fucking hell, Colby” You mumble under your unsteady breath, trying your hardest not to moan because he had just started and you didn’t want to seem weak.

But holy shit, this boy knew how to use his tongue.

Your hand fell atop his head in hopes to gain some sort of stability but that quickly failed, given how badly he was attacking your clit. His mouth was warm against you and you already knew you’d come soon. It was like he knew your body inside and out.

“I know your not holding back on me, are you?” His words vibrate against your cunt making you jolt, thankful his arms held you down so you wouldn’t squirm. Colby was in pure bliss under you, relishing in your sweet taste that so effortlessly painted his tongue. You were wet, your cunt was begging for more even if you were a crying mess above him, like it finally found what it had been longing for.

“I can take it” He chuckles at your attempt at retaliation but still manages to one up you, slipping two of his large, slender fingers inside you. “C-Colby, let me-“

“No” He only uttered one word but it was enough to make you listen like a trained dog, allowing your legs to tremble against his face. You could’ve taken it had you been prepared, but it had been far too long before any guy had done this to you.

“You taste so fucking good, Y/N” His fingers curl against your spongy walls, pushing his tongue against your clit quickly as your moan’s increased. It was so clear you were already on edge, about to let go without it being over five minutes. You find your pride slipping from you in a matter of seconds, begging the man to let you come as your fingers tug his hair. You couldn’t hold on, your legs were far too weak.

“Please, please—Colby, please” His ears are perking as you moan his name, begging for him, moaning for him. Normally, he’d take his time with you but now? He needed to release all that tension between the two of you from years ago, he knew he couldn’t last much longer. He needed to be inside of you, and for that exact reason is why he only sped up under you. “G-gonna come..!”

Your mind tried to come up with some sort of reason as to how you got yourself here, How you got your best friend between your legs, and definitely how you were about to fully submit yourself to this boy while your true feelings for each other were unknown. He was thinking the same thing; how did he get so lucky to have you above him?

“Let go for me, Pretty girl” In only seconds, you’re coming undone above him, legs almost falling weak as they shook from your release, sending shivers throughout your entire body. Colby’s still torturing your body, pumping his fingers into you at a faster pace. It was clear, he was trying to kill you.

“Colby!” You cry, gripping his hair with a begging tone. You couldn’t take it much longer. You had to push him away. Finally, after what felt like forever, he removed his tongue from you, letting his fingers slip from inside you. His strong arms are the only thing that held your legs still, and you could see your release painted on his chin once he looked up at you. “Holy shit” You curse under your breath, chest heaving as he stood to his feet. You look at the large man above you, noticing once again how he towers over you.

He bites his lip, admiring your perfect body that had been on almost full display for him. He leans down when you notice how hard he is, lifting your chin with the hand he hadn’t used on you.

You watch through your eyelashes as he sucks his finger clean from your release, biting his lip with a silent chuckle at how lovingly you looked at him. You grab his hand, pulling it closer to you until his other finger was pressed against your lips—to which you copied his action from before, staring into his dark eyes as you did.

“Good girl” He knew you liked that. It was so obvious—the way your legs clench together at his praise. He pulls his hand away and moves it to your neck, pressing a soft but sloppy kiss to your lips. You could taste yourself from him, and God… it was so fucking hot.

Your hand feels his body effortlessly until you reach his aching print, a small smile pulling at your lips against him.

“Let me” You mumble breathlessly, placing your hand over his cock. You could feel how desperate he had been for you, how badly he wanted you in that moment. His hand wraps around your throat firmly, pulling your lips to crash back into his own. He was so rough and impatient—you loved it.

“I need you. Right here, Right now” His voice is deep and makes your skin shiver, the way his hands touch you so delicately but with control. His room was slightly dark, only lit by the strip of LED’s above his bed frame.

“I want to be yours, Colby. Make me yours, please” Your words make his and your own stomach twist into knots, he almost felt bad. He waited so long to make the move, afraid he misread the signs, but he’d never admit that. You allow your hands to travel down his bare abs, feeling every chisel between the pads of your fingertips. When you reach his belt, you’re quick to help him tug his pants off, watching him with the most admiration.

“After we do this, everything will change” He looks at you once more, both of your hands laid on the waistband of his underwear. You lay your free hand on the side of his neck and use the other to touch him lower—right where he wanted you the entire time.

His breath shutters at your bare touch, something he’s wanted for so long was finally right in front of him. You were all he wanted and he prayed you ensue him just as much.

“I love you, Colby. There’s no change in that” You tell him truthfully, watching his eyes soften just before you pulled his face down to kiss his lips. Except this kiss had much more

meaning—the kiss after you’d admit your feelings for one another.

He leans you down, closing you between his large body and his bed, your hand is still pressed into his print, but he’s already slipping his underwear off by the time you can notice.

Fuck. He was going to ruin you.

Your hands cup his face when his tip presses against your entrance, slick coating it by the second. You wanted him for so long, you didn’t care if it hurt at first.

You just wanted him.

From the moment he pushed inside of you, the only feeling you could endure was love. He was slow, gentle to help you get used to his size. The boy peppers kisses to your neck as he pushed further, comforting your slightly pained moans that slip from your lips without warning.

“Mmm” You let out a soft moan once his tip is past your entrance, the hard part was now over. You look at him with your lips parted, brushing your thumb over his bottom lip. He pushes your hair out of your face before kissing you, and you weren’t prepared for when he pushed into you fully with one snap of his hips.

Your toes curled and your nails dug into his skin desperately, the feeling was almost indescribable. You just felt… full.

“Oh my god” You moan against his lips, throwing your head back as he strokes you slowly, massaging your thigh. You looked so perfect like this, so pretty in this light. Your body was almost bare for him, and your body was welcoming him with open arms—he couldn’t get enough of you. “Colbs…Colby” one of your hands release his shoulder to grip the sheet underneath you, teeth catching your bottom lip between them.

“Starting to feel good?” He hums while you nod, moving his head down to your neck, placing sloppy kisses against it. His hips find a steady pace at first and gradually work their way up, starting deep, then fast to your skin. “God, you feel so good” one of his hands travels up your body until it reaches the shirt covering your upper half, just wanting to rip in off of you.

“Take it off, baby” Your breathless words are too late when he’s already slipping it off your now fully bare body, completely discarding it to the floor next to him. Jesus, you were so perfect.

“You are so beautiful, Y/N” He presses a kiss to your lips before moving down your body, trailing his wet tongue down until he reached your nipple. He couldn’t take his eyes off you, the curves of your body… you were practically made for him. A shuddered moan escapes your lips when he swirls his tongue around your hardened nipple, kneading the other with his free hand.

“Mmm!” Between the stokes of his hips and the sensations he brought to your skin, you couldn’t hold much in. You were sure you were being too loud but the two of you didn’t care. It was just you and him, nobody else.

His strong arms capture your thighs, pulling one of your legs to rest against his shoulder. “Colby! I can’t… oh my gosh” Your little voice is projecting off the walls of the empty room but you don’t care, only worried about the boy above you. Your head was still slightly spinning from the drinks you endured earlier that night and it only mixed with your horny mess of a body, begging Colby for more. “It’s so good… fuck! You’re so fucking good!”

“Look at you. Such a fucking mess under me. You needed me just as much as I needed you” He grabs the back of your head, pulling you up slightly so you were at an angle you couldn’t look away from him. His big eyes were burning holes into your own, hips rutting into you like he had something to prove.

Which he did.

“Gonna come…! Colby, I’m gonna come!” Your a whining mess under him and he loves every second of it, pushing his hips into you faster then before. Your small body was like a toy in his hand and you were at his every command, doing everything he said.

“Come for me. Want you to scream my name so the whole neighborhood knows who’s fucking you this good—so ever man knows your mine” You knew it was a bad idea but who were you to decline that request? You were already screaming as it was. “My dirty girl, Your so fucking hot like this”

“I’m coming! I’m—oh my god I-“ Your voice is cut off by your loud moan, leg shuttering against his shoulder as you felt your release threatening to push over. His tip was kissing your cervix repeatedly, and you knew you couldn’t last much longer. “Colby…!” You cry out, pressing your hand to his chest as if that was going to do anything. Your orgasm finally tipped, and you felt it hit you like a truck.

“That’s it, Baby. Good girl” His thumb rubs circles against your clit as he ruts into your harder, watching your liquid spurt from between the two of you. “My god, Y/N. So fucking good for me”

“Colby… please—Jesus-“

“You can whine all you want, but your body is calling mine for more. You want more” You grip his large arms until your knuckles turn white, scratching along his tanned skin. You curse at him, not wanting to hear his teasing any longer. “Fuck me? I’m only giving you what you want” You look at him with an angry look for a second before completely switching, a smirk pulling at your lips. Jesus, you were nasty, huh?

He pulls out of you all at once making you whine, not able to protest before he’s already flipping you over onto your stomach and pushing your ass in the air. You giggle, stretching your arms in front of you as you arch your back against him, begging him to forgive you. “I was only joking, Pretty boy” You hum, looking back at his face.

He doesn’t say anything and grabs your hips roughly, pulling you back onto his length that so easily slipped inside of you. Your eyes roll back almost instantly as he bottoms you out, pushing his cock as deep as he could reach inside you. “This is what you wanted? Then fucking take it” He growls against your ear, slamming himself into your harder than he had been before. You couldn’t even think straight, you were already so fucked out you didn’t even remember what it felt like to not be fucked.

“fuck! Right there! Please, Colby—fuck me right there!” Your begging voice is music to his ears, your hands gripping the ground under you as he pushed himself against you. “You’re so deep… so fucking good to me, baby” He hums, leaning against your body so you were entirely pressing against him, his tongue running along your skin. Once again, you could feel his sloppy kisses against your shoulder and your neck.

“Nobody can fuck you like I can, Pretty girl. Your mine. You’re all fucking mine, you hear me?” You cry out a yes, the sound of your skin slapping against each others being the only thing that could be heard. “That’s it, just like that, my love” He praises against your ear, holding your hips to press into his.

“Colby, I’m gonna come… oh my god” You whine into the sheet, feeling the pressure building up fast inside you. He’s a grunting mess above you so you knew he was close as well, he was only holding out for you. “Come with me. Please, don’t hold out on me”

The snap of his hips slow down the closer he gets, and now your body is flush against his own, rocking back and forth to his pace with his face buried in your neck.

“I fucking love you, Y/N. My girl, come for me and only me, yeah?” You moan at his words, throwing your head back against his chest as his fingers circle your sensitive clit. you couldn’t hold it anymore, and neither could he. “I’m right behind you”

Drunk sex always felt way too good but usually it was faster and much sweatier, this felt far too different. Even if your hips moved fast against his, it still felt like everything had been in slow motion. The way his hands held your delicate body in his embrace as he thrust his hips up to meet your own, how his lips parted in anticipation to kiss yours, Colby was so hungry for you—his body, was hungry for you.

“Colby… Colby!” His name rolls off your tongue in a beautiful moan. You can feel his slight hesitance but the eyes you give him are enough to tell him exactly what you wanted. You wanted all of him, just as you said.

“Fuck…!” He curses under his breath, your moans filling his ears as you clenched down onto him. He continues to coach you to it, and with one last snap of his hips and circle to your clit, you felt your body release it’s everything onto his. He shushes your loud scream while silencing his own grunts, fingers digging into your hips to pull you close, painting your gummy walls with his white, hot release.

For awhile, All that was heard was your heavy breathing and the sounds of the tv in the other room, and you soon found yourself collapsed next to each other on the bed. Your chests were heaving horribly, and the sweat that drip from your foreheads were now everywhere. You look over at the boy next to you, only to find he had already been looking at you, both of you breathing heavy—lips parted.

It only took a second for one of you to start laughing, and Colby leaned over to kiss you again, this time staying there for the longest he could.

You hum as he pulls away just a tiny bit, still close to your face. Your eyes are shut, relishing in the feeling you had. How do you go on from this? Clearly you two loved each other, but you prayed it wouldn’t be weird…

“Come here” He lays his arm out, pulling your body closer to his so you could lay your head against his chest. The room was hot and smelled of pure sex but neither of you complained. You were just happy.

“Colby…” You mumble after awhile in silence, tracing the tattoo on his chest for the 2nd time. He hums in response, the tips of his fingers brushing through your soft hair. You almost feel bad, as if you’re about to ruin the amazing night you had—but you had to say it. “Where do we go from here..?”

Your voice is low and nervous, so focused on the negative that you couldn’t even see the obvious answer. Colby made it clear what he wanted. He couldn’t go back to normal with you—not after this night.

“I want you to be my girlfriend, Y/N. I’ve always wanted that” He pushes your hair away from your face, placing his finger under your chin to lift it. “Please tell me that’s what you want too”

Your eyes soften at his hesitant tone, grabbing the hand that sat under your chin to intertwine your fingers. Of course you wanted that. It was all you ever wanted.

You nod

“Sam is going to be so happy”

Just a little something different 😉. See y’all whenever :))

[foxynez]

Miles Quaritch x Reader, Miles accidentally finds an aphrodisiac plant and after a little bit of walking, meets up with fellow recom!reader and then smut?

Ooohhh yes! Thanks for the request! My first time writing something with sex pollen, so I hope I didn't screw up 🙃

Feral - Recom!Miles Quaritch x Recom!Female Reader

Warnings: Nsfw, Smut, Sex Pollen, Unprotected Sex, Rough Sex.

It was just another recon in the Pandora forest. Or so Quaritch thought. He had divided the team into two and two to cover more ground. He was watching your backside in front of him, his eyes glued to your ass fitted into those tight cargo pants of yours. Damn, he wouldn't mind hitting that. But he knew relationships with teammates always complicated things. Spider was enough evidence of that.

You could feel Colonel Quaritch's eyes on you, which always made you uncomfortable and turned on at the same time. There was no denying the guy was hot, but the smug bastard knew all too well the effect he had on women. And you hated nothing more than self-satisfied men who thought they were above everyone else. And yet, you couldn't stop fantasizing about him taking you however he wanted, fucking you like you were nothing but a little sex doll while mocking you, and you hated yourself for it.

Something in the corner of Quaritch's eye caught his attention. He came to a halt, inspecting the alien flower with curiosity. A simple flower wouldn't usually pique his interest, but there was something about this one that made him take a closer look. It resembled the orchids back on earth, only much taller and bigger, its blood-red color standing out amongst all the green. Quaritch bent down, only to be sprayed with a mist of red pollen hitting his face. What the hell? Quaritch jolted back and coughed as the mist went into his mouth and nose, and he blinked to try and get rid of the stuff in his eyes. Quaritch stumbled backward and bumped into you. He turned around and squinted, trying to focus his gaze, but you were nothing but a blur in front of him.

"Are you okay?" you asked and eyed him with concern.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Quaritch coughed again and rubbed his eyes. "Just this fuckin' flower spraying me with something."

You looked down at the flower and took a step back. You sure as hell wouldn't want to be infected with some alien shit.

"We should head back to base. That thing might be poisonous.

"Yeah," Quaritch nodded and blinked as his vision cleared. It was better to be safe than sorry. "I guess you're right."

You nodded back and turned around to head back to the group's rendezvous point.

Quaritch had a hard time focusing with your fine ass in front of him. He kept staring at it, swaying side to side as you walked. Fuck, why did you have to be so damn enticing? He started to feel hotter, his breathing heavy and labored as he could feel his dick hardening and throbbing inside the confinement of his cargo pants. What the hell was wrong with him? Sure, he'd been hard and aroused around you before, but never like this. Never this intense and hot and sweaty...

You were following the path back to the rendezvous point when you were suddenly pushed against the nearest tree. You huffed in surprise and from the impact, frowned when you felt Quaritch's hot breath against your ear and his muscular body pressed against you.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" you barked and hissed at him.

"Need. To fuck," Quaritch muttered out of breath, and your eyes widened at his words, but more so when he shifted his body, and you felt a hard bulge press against the cleft of your ass.

"Q-Quaritch?" you stuttered and felt your cheeks get hot when you heard him open his pants. You knew this was wrong, but this was exactly like one of your fantasies. Him taking what he wanted for his own pleasure.

"Take these damn pants off," he growled with a strained voice and started tugging on the buttons of your pants. A rush of arousal surged through your body, but you still managed to get enough control to turn around and push him away from you, making him stumble backward.

"What the fuck, Quaritch!" you snarled but quickly grew quiet when your gaze landed on his very hard cock. It was poking out of the opening of his pants, standing up against his stomach. The head was aggressively purple, and blue throbbing veins were bulging across the sides of his dick. Fuck, you'd never seen a cock this hard before, like it was ready to explode.

Quaritch made a noise that sounded full of agony and pain. Looking up at his face, you could see the sweat trickling down his forehead. His eyes flickered back and forth in panic, and his chest was heaving rapidly along with his desperate breaths.

"P-Please...," Quaritch pleaded desperately. "It feels like I'm burning up from the inside. I just need to.. I need to fuck. Please..."

You stared at Quaritch as you recalled something you read before coming to Pandora. A myth about an aphrodisiac flower supposedly growing here, a flower that the only cure for was having sex, or you would die. What if it wasn't a myth? What if it was all true? Could you really take the risk of ignoring this? If you did, and it was true, Quaritch would be dead soon.

Before you knew it, you were quickly unbuttoning your pants and stepping out of them along with your underwear and boots. Next, you removed the clothes on your upper body and dropped them on the ground.

"Then, fuck me Quaritch," you heard the words coming from your mouth without even registering that you were uttering them. Your breath caught in your throat when Quaritch lifted his head, and you saw the feral look in his eyes as his gaze traveled down your body. A surge of arousal spiked through your core at the look he gave you, like a lion about to devour his prey. And at that moment, that was all you wanted him to do.

Quaritch's thoughts were overpowered by the primal desire pumping through his veins when you stood there in front of him like a tempting goddess.

He charged forward like a growling tiger in heat, pushing you down on the ground beneath him.

You lost your breath for a moment at the impact, your widening eyes staring up at him as he grabbed your wrist and locked your arms above your head while slamming inside you in one, swift movement.

You cried out as Quaritch's cock plunged into you without mercy, hitting the tip of your cervix as he buried himself balls deep in your cunt. Quaritch growled at the sensation of your soft, squishy walls gripping his cock so tightly.

Shit, you were so fucking wet for him. If he were in his normal state, he would tease you about it. But all he cared about now was the sweet relief of emptying his seed in your womb. He started thrusting like a savage, grunting with each buck of his hips as he rammed his cock harder and deeper inside you.

The initial pain you felt was swiftly replaced, every plunge of Quaritch's cock inside you sending a jolt of pleasure through your belly. Quaritch let go of your wrists and grabbed your hips instead, holding you firmly as he crashed his pelvis against your inner thighs. You looked up into Quaritch's eyes, but it was like he wasn't there anymore. Only an animal taking care of its primal needs. Faster and faster, he went, fucking you into the ground, sure to leave bruises for days. Soon, you felt the familiar pleasure build up in your core, and at a certain deep thrust, Quaritch sent you over the edge. You arched your back and tightened your pussy around his cock as your orgasm rippled through your body.

A wave of pleasure rushed through Quaritch's core when your tight tunnel clenched around him. It was all it took for him to come, his hips pumping through his climax as he filled your pussy with his semen. A sigh of relief left his lungs as he slumped his heavy body down on the ground next to you.

"Are you okay?" you asked out of breath, your chest heaving rapidly as you looked at him.

Quaritch nodded and looked back at you, his chest heaving in pace with yours. A sudden realization of what he had done came over him, and his eyes widened in guilt-ridden shame.

"Shit! I'm sorry, y/n. I don’t know what the fuck happened to me. I couldn't control myself anymore."

You smiled. "It's alright, Quaritch. It wasn't your fault. It was that flower."

Quaritch frowned. "The flower?"

"Yeah." You sat up, suddenly aware of how naked you were. Quickly, you picked up your tank top and pulled it down over your head before reaching for your underwear. You continued speaking as you put on the rest of your clothes, trying to ignore the gush of semen pouring out of you and wettening your panties. "I read something about it before I came here. Something about an aphrodisiac flower with some weird sex pollen. It was supposed to be a myth. Guess we can confirm it was not," you said and chuckled as you stood up.

"Yeah, I guess so," Quaritch chuckled back as he stood up along with you, cautiously eyeing your face. "Are you alright, though?"

"Yes, I'm fine. It's not like I haven't thought about doing this with you," you said and blushed the second you realized what you'd said.

Fuck.

"Is that so?" Quaritch raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Well, just say the word, and I'm all yours, sugar."

You rolled your eyes and sighed. You would never hear the end of this. "Just come on. The others are probably waiting for us," you muttered and walked off ahead of him.

Quaritch chuckled and followed in your path, his eyes never leaving the round curves of your ass and your tail swaying side to side. Yup, hooking up with teammates was never a good idea, but it sure was fun.

[schrodinger-swriter]

I see that you take rqs for Adam, so is it okay to ask for Q, R, U, X and Z with Adam maybe????

Q, R, U, X, and Z for Adam

I return with some more writing; one of the things I need to get done... needs some time... The horrors of not taking out meat early enough to start to defrost; though a cold water bath usually comes in clutch so fingers crosses!

Still attempting to get my footing with writing Adam, tis a fickle process.

Rambling aside, I hope you enjoy Anon! C:

QUESTION:

Usually, a lot of the segments for characters and this letter can be a little more.. serious.. but with Adam, it's a little more lighthearted. And perhaps a little... well invasive, to put it lightly. He thinks about intimacy, a lot, so be ready to answer questions within that category. No real specifics, here. I hope you understand as I do wish to keep this blog as SFW as possible... a lot of the questions also gear towards himself, too. How you think of him and how he.. cough.. treats you.

RISK:

A lot of risks, actually. He doesn't really mean to put you in danger, it's just that a lot of the time he doesn't realize the gravity or severity of some things unless it directly impacts him. He's a little full of himself and it can come at the detriment of others. Though, how far will he go to make sure you're safe? It depends, really... but most times he might just try to do the bare minimum if that's an option. Call it laziness, call it him believing you can pull through with your own strength and resilience. Call it both.

UPSET:

When Adam is upset he can become immature, or at least a little more than he already is in the day to day. He can also become a bit.. rude. Insults and muttering under his breath become common. Usually he lets out steam through a.. self pleasuring session, or if you allow it, make it a two player event. Otherwise, he tends to stew in it until something really good steals his mind away to it.

When you're the one upset he might be a little oblivious or even dismissive at first before realizing that you're genuinely upset about something. He offers a mean back rub, and as said in the previous Adam Alphabet post, he does actually listen if he doesn't seem like it. Perhaps he takes you out for the night to get your mind off of things!

XRAY:

As stated above he can be a little dense in reading your tone and body language. Unless you're very much visibly stressed, he's probably not going to pick up one many things. Granted, he does attempt to right himself by pulling you to the side so you can unload to him about what's going on. So you have to give him some credit there... This also applies to when you're excited or happy, sometimes smaller ques can go right over his head.

ZZZ:

He very warm. Not too skinny, not too muscular. He tends to take up the entire bed when he sleeps and moves around a lot in his sleep. He also snores... Will likely steal the blanket, too. Though, he does pull you close to him when you two are sleeping and drapes his wings over you as a makeshift blanket, so you don't go cold during the night! Has probably accidentally pushed you off the bed in his sleep.

[thisismisogynoir]

(tw racism) Searching up pics for black people and dark skinned characters horror stories: (A) A good chunk of the pictures I've saved seem to have disappeared. Which is part of why I save them bc I may never find them again.

(B) Whenever I search up 'black mermaids' all the options I used to have seem to be gone

(C) having to use more than one search browser

(D) too much time spent searching for pictures of dark skinned characters in wheelchairs. The ones I found are OCs or characters in one specific drawing style. Nothing wrong with ocs but why no non OC dark skinned wheelchair characters?

(E) It's hard to find pics of more than one dark skinned character

(F) I have to rely on racebended art a lot. There's nothing wrong with racebend but I'd also like original black characters too

(G) I just searched up dark skinned kid. Most of my results were adults.

(H) I spent HOURS looking for non-sexualized (okay, any pictures bc there's like 5, but also non sexualized) pictures of dark skinned muscular girls

(I) varying my search multiple times (J) Searched up black character/comic. Gets WHITE (or asian) characters or dark comics.

(K) Searched up brown eyed characters. Gets a lot of green/blue eyed. Searched up blue eyed/green eyed characters. Gets a lot of brown eyes.

(L) Barely any black princesses except tiana

(M) barely any black girls in long dresses (N) sometimes I have to be less specific (aka can't search up more than one specific-like eyes, dresses, hair color,etc-at a time) to get anything

(O) Having to rely on stock photos bc they're the only option

(P) Having to make compromises and use photos that are similar to my ocs and yet not completely right bc it's the only option

(Q) I once couldn't find a picture of a black haired boy with green eyes. I remember the hair color was wrong, and the one photo I found didn't really look like my OC (R) Somehow, the internet has gotten both better and worse. I can find the stuff I used to be unable to find, but everything else went bye bye (S) Struggled to find any dark skinned male mermaids. I think one of the few I found was pjo fanart. (T) No black fat mermaids in wheelchairs-I was looking for a picture to show a friend too

(U) Limited plus sized girl options (V) started using doll divine and picrew because they're easier than looking for what I want

(W) I got burnt out from looking for pics and looking for pics (provided there's options) is fun (X) Staring enviously at the multiple pics that would fit my criteria but they're white

(Y) less dark skinned girls with non-black hair than white girls

(Z) White character pics having better stuff overall + being easier to search for + I can find what I want provided it's white

(1) only one art style

Stop that's so sad!!! 😔

I agree with all of these especially F, G, and H. J reminds me of when I look up stuff related to Black girls but instead get white or Asian girls with black hair, K is fucking with you and L and M are just...sigh.

Best of luck though for when you do find anything!

[calehenituse-brainrot]

Tired and Sore

Cale Henituse x Reader x Kim Rok Soo

content warning: poor writing.

+ threesome, unprotected sex, oral sex (receiving, giving), stuffing (with underwear), anal, double penetration, creampie

"What if it hurts...?"

A kiss was placed on the back of your neck and despite the warmth of the kiss and the body heat that radiated from the person, you felt chills going down your spine. Large, calloused hands marred with scars held you by your arms, gently massaging you.

"Just say the word," the person behind you says. "And we'll stop."

You gulped, readjusting your position on the seat, feeling mildly uncomfortable with how the butterflies in your stomach are fluttering and the wetness that has pooled in your underwear. "O-okay."

You can hear the two males let out a satisfied chuckle.

The person behind you helped you to stand up from your seat and you followed your lover when he held out his hand, soft and clean, so very different from the ones that are guiding you to the king-sized bed.

"Come here, [Name]," Cale, your lover, called for you with a voice so gentle, a tone he'd always use on you when there's only the two of you. He was already sitting on the bed, only left with a bathrobe just like Kim Rok Soo who stands behind you. "Get on the bed and take off your chemise."

You felt the scarred hands lets go of you and you immediately approach the bed, flinching when you feel your ass getting pinched before you go. You glanced back at the person with a red-face, looking at the tall, muscular man with dark hair and russet eyes that's so similar to Cale's, scars covering his body -- visible with the loose bathrobe he had on.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" Kim Rok Soo asked with a grin, a grin that feels the same as Cale's -- sly and smug.

"Pervert." You stuck your tongue at him, walking back to the bed and getting on top of it.

Cale stared at Kim Rok Soo, an eyebrow raised in question while the man in question only kept his grin, watching as you took off the transparent chemise from your body and peel off your underwear, throwing them carelessly to the corner and blinking in surprise when Kim Rok Soo caught it.

"Don't throw things so recklessly in the bedroom," Kim Rok Soo told you off, placing it back on the bed and crawling to be beside you while Cale stays on the other side.

"[Name]." Cale's voice calls for you, his hand caressing your jaw before pulling you to face him, your lips meeting his in a sweet kiss. You wrapped one hand around his neck, tugging on his long red hair and humming in satisfaction.

Cale slipped his tongue inside and ravaged your mouth with it. You let him suck on your tongue and swap spit with you, rendering you breathless and wetter. He kissed you until saliva were dripping from the corner of your mouth to the bed, both of you too preoccupied to clean it up.

You felt something rough began to gently caress your naked chest. Even without looking, you can tell it was Kim Rok Soo. With your other hand, you grabbed his hand and led them to grab your breast properly, nipples perking up when the rough pad of his fingertips glides across your nipple. Kim Rok Soo opened his mouth, kissing the area around your nipple and sucking on them, leaving hickeys and spit all over your breast.

You flinched when Cale's hand began stroking the lips of your pussy, simply coating his fingers with your slick, not penetrating your hole. He gathers the dripping slick with his fingers and drags it to your clit, rubbing the sensitive bud gently and then spreading your slick all over again.

"Mhmm, Cale," you sighed against the man's mouth, feeling Kim Rok Soo finally decided to take in your nipple into his mouth, feeling him roll your nipple with his tongue and sucking on it. He used his teeth to tug at your nipple and you winced, "R-Rok Soo, not too hard--"

"Apologies, sweetheart," replied the man, letting go off your breast only to go to treat the other one the same. You run your hand across his dark hair, pulling on them and letting out quite whines whenever he would tug and bite on them too harsh.

Cale finally pulls away from you, wiping the corner of your mouth with the sleeve of his robe before he took it off, tossing it to the corner of the bed. He went down to your legs, spreading them open and eying the glistening folds of your pussy and the swollen clit.

"Rok Soo," Cale calls for the man and Kim Rok Soo hummed, your nipple still in his mouth. "I want to put her legs on my shoulder."

Kim Rok Soo playfully chewed on your breast before letting go, a string of saliva being left behind before it broke off. With Kim Rok Soo's head no longer weighing you down, Cale pulled your legs until the underside of your knees are on his shoulders. You gulped when instead of immediately putting his mouth on you, Cale was caressing your hip and staring at your pussy with a grin.

"That man is wicked with his tongue," Kim Rok Soo murmured to you, turning your head towards him. "Don't make too much of a noise."

Kim Rok Soo kissed you at the same time Cale decided to lick a long stripe on your folds. You let out a muffled mewl, legs slightly jerking upon the sudden wet and warm contact. Cale sucked on your clit, ignoring how your hand was holding onto his hand that was on your hip, gripping it tight.

"Ssh, love," Cale murmured lovingly against your pussy. "Everything will be fine."

He purposefully began moving his tongue around your hole, holding your hips whenever you'd try to move and get his tongue inside. Cale watches you and Kim Rok Soo as he teases your hole, seeing how the dark-haired man was kissing you and squeezing your breast until they spill from the gaps of his fingers. His rough fingers are flicking and pinching on your nipple, deepening your kiss everytime Cale decided to shove his tongue inside your hole before flicking it out harshly.

"C-Cale--" You managed to whimper out when Kim Rok Soo decided to not rob you too much of your oxygen, moving to kiss you behind the ears and neck.

"Hmm?" Cale weaved his tongue between your folds, letting you to wrap your legs around his head and mewl to your heart's delight as he savored the taste of you.

"J-just like that, Cale," you moaned out. Cale sucked on your folds and then took another long lick from the underside of your clit, circling it teasingly. "Oh, more, more--!"

Cale pulled away for a moment, lips glistening with your slick. "Rok Soo, do you want to try?"

Kim Rok Soo who had been preoccupied with giving you butterfly kisses hummed. "After she comes first."

Kim Rok Soo took off his robe, revealing his erect cock. You gulped seeing the size but couldn't even say anything because Cale was quick to please you with his tongue again.

"F-Fuck," you cursed when Cale sucked your folds, tugging on them as he does so. He went back up to your clit, suckling on the sensitive bud. Your face heats up, feeling the knot in your abdoment slowly beginning to crumble. "C-Cale, Cale, please, please, ohh..."

Kim Rok Soo watches you became undone and Cale lapping up your cum, sucking on the wet folds and clit until he's satisfied. Your legs shook when Cale kissed your folds before he moved to the side while Kim Rok Soo moved to your legs.

Cale admired the way your chest rises up and down as you try to catch your breath. Your neck and breasts are covered with hickeys and saliva here and there, your face flushed red and sweating. You're staring at him with a small grin, absolutely pleased with the situation you're in right now.

"What are you being so quiet for, sweetheart?" cooed Kim Rok Soo. "Cale, spread her open for me."

Cale reached for your thighs and spread them open for Kim Rok Soo, watching the man push a finger into you. You winced at the sudden penetration despite still being sensitive, letting out a whine, "Wait--"

Kim Rok Soo pushed in another finger. "Hm? What was that?"

You whimpered when Kim Rok Soo began to pump his fingers in and out, his whole palm and wrist getting wet by your cum. Kim Rok Soo leaned down to suck on your clit while his two fingers are still fucking your hole.

"Ah, haa, Rok Soo, please!" Cale spread your legs wider and let Kim Rok Soo push his fingers in and out of you hurriedly, splashes of your cum hitting the sheets underneath you and Rok Soo's abs. "Come, on, baby, come on..."

You let out a shriek when you finally came, writhing on the bed as you sprayed all over Kim Rok Soo's lap. Kim Rok Soo kept on going with his ministrations, his fingers fucking your hole until it was swollen and red. You closed your eyes shut, tears beginning to emerge at the corner of your eyes with how sensitive your pussy was. You tried to clench your thighs together but Cale's vice grip on you rendered your efforts useless, leaving you to spread wide open for Kim Rok Soo to please and torture you

"Oh, God, oh, God! Rok Soo, Cale, wait--!"

Both Cale and Kim Rok Soo grinned in satisfaction when you came again, your eyes wet with tears as you lay on the bed. Cale slowly lets go of his grip and moved to your side, peppering your face with light kisses, "You did great, my love."

"You got me wet all over, though," Kim Rok Soo added, noting how his abs were wet with your fluids.

"'M sorry," you mumbled as you stared up at the ceilings.

"It's okay, baby," Kim Rok Soo cooed, leaning down to massage and kiss the finger-shaped marks on your inner thighs. "I love seeing you do that."

You smiled as the two men poured out their affections to you, whispering sweet nothings to you, skin being praised and loved and cared for. Though, the moment didn't last long because you jumped when you felt something hit your stomach. You looked down, surprised to see Kim Rok Soo already lining up his girth to your pussy,

"Are you sure I'm going to be fine?" You asked anxiously. "It looks... intimidating."

Cale smiled, kissing your cheek. "You don't have to be afraid. You just need some prep..."

You watch as Kim Rok Soo grabbed the underwear you had worn earlier and balling it up with one hand. "Have you ever done stuffing before?"

You stared at him, shaking your head. "No, never."

Cale grinned, hypnotizing and inviting. "Would you like to try?"

His hands snaked back into your thighs, parting your legs even wider. He grabbed a pillow and slide it underneath your stomach. Kim Rok Soo smirked and his hand reached down to your cunt, the tip of his index finger gliding around your folds. "Do me a favor and spread your pussy for me."

Your face reddens in embarrassment when Cale's hands slides down to her pussy. Kim Rok Soo sat between your thighs, watching as Cale's two hands slide down to your crotch and spread open your cunt, showing off the folds to Kim Rok Soo who gazed at it with a satisfied smirk.

Rok Soo pushed his finger in and you sighed at the feeling of being filled again. He began to push in your wet underwear inside of your hole, watching as you wince at the friction of cotton with your vaginal walls.

"A bit more, baby," mumbled Rok Soo, pushing the cotton underwear further inside. "Do me a favor and stay still, okay?"

You nodded and breathed out an, "okay". You cringed in discomfort when Rok Soo pushed in the rest of the underwear inside of you until only a bit was left hanging out of your hole, drenched in your fluids. Cale began kissing your cheeks and temple to calm you down, whispering things along the lines of; "you're doing so good", "I'll give you a prize for being such a good girl", and so on.

Kim Rok Soo stared at your stuffed cunt and wrap his hand around his dick, slowly pumping his length as he watched your cum dripped down to the sheets, your pussy throbbing around the cotton underwear.

"Spread them wider for me," said Rok Soo as he began to fasten his pumps, staring at your cunt as Cale spreads your folds further with his fingers.

"Fuck, I've never seen such a pretty cunt before." Kim Rok Soo groaned, tapping the tip of his cock onto the hanging cloth outside of your hole. He nudged the tip to push inside a bit and groaned at the warm sensation of your walls. "God, you feel so good, baby."

With the tip of his cock snugly sitting within your hole, Kim Rok Soo began to pump his length furiously. He threw his head back as his hand worked, breaths ragged as he tries to chase his own bliss. "Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

Cale slowly lets go of your pussy and began to rub your clit. You flinched, hips thrusting forward at the stimulation, forcing Kim Rok Soo's cock to push the underwear deeper into you. "Ahh, please, please--"

You wrapped your hand around Cale's hard cock, pumping them quickly to help him chase his own peak. Cale bit his lips, closing his eyes but his fingers never stopping to rub your clit. He huffs in your ear, trying his best to have you cum first.

Kim Rok Soo rocked his hips a bit and pushed the underwear deeper into you. You let out a whimper when you involuntarily came from the sensation, your cum leaking out despite being stuffed. Cale's finger never stopped, forcing you to let out a small sob and your hand slowing down from a bit from the overstimulation.

Kim Rok Soo followed a few moments later, coming into your cunt before rubbing his dick against their mixed cum on your folds. You pumped Cale's cock when you feel another orgasm building, clenching your thighs together as you feel the tension in your abdomen growing every second and then releasing at the same time Cale came, cum spurting out and leaking down to your hands.

"Fuck," Cale whispered, stopped rubbing your clit and pulling his back. Kim Rok Soo grinned at the red-head, watching him pump his own dick as you reached your hand down and pushed two of your fingers into your pussy, trying to take the underwear out.

"Take it out," you whimpered, taking out your fingers that were covered with the three of your mixed cum.

"Be patient, darling," mumbled Kim Rok Soo, taking your fingers into his mouth and licking them clean.

"Let me do it," Cale huffed, having finished his own session. Kim Rok Soo sucks on your finger before letting them go, backing away a bit and letting Cale take charge.

You laid back while Cale slithered two of his fingers into your hole, making scisorring motions before he caught the edge of the underwear and slowly pull them out. You let out a long moan, rubbing your clit as Cale slowly drag the cloth out, you coming yet again by the time he fully got them out.

"Look at this, love," cooed Cale as he held up your soaked underwear. "You did such a great job."

You stared at the underwear and your face reddens in shame. You couldn't believe you just had your own underwear stuffed inside of you and had cum because of it. Both Cale and Kim Rok Soo chuckled, both knowing what you were thinking. Cale threw the underwear along with the pile of bathrobes.

"Now you're all prepped up," Kim Rok Soo hummed, grinning at what's to come. He moved aside, letting Cale to sit between your thighs. He lined his cock with your pussy and pushed in, some of Kim Rok Soo's cum from before leaking out and dripping down.

"Ahh, Cale..." You moaned quietly, glad to be feeling something familiar entering you. Cale spread your legs wide, letting Kim Rok Soo see how you and Cale are connected as the dark-haired man sat and pumped his cock, enjoying the view.

"W-why can't we just start?" You whined, letting out a strained cry when your abused clit began to get toyed again.

"We need something to help me get in here, don't we?" Cale asked, one of his hands sneaking to your ass and teasing your hole. "So I need you to cum all over my cock, love. It's the only lube we're going to get."

You gulped at the thought. It wasn't your first time receiving anal, but it's still something you weren't used to. You always remember how wet and messy the sex is whenever Cale wanted to do it and you're sure after this, you won't be walking for a few weeks.

"You can still do it, right, [Name]?" Cale whispers your name so sweetly that you could feel yourself getting wetter at his words. "You can still cum for us? For me?"

"Y-yes," you answered, needy. "Fuck me, Cale."

Cale moved his hips, pumping his cock in and out of you while rubbing your clit. He slipped one finger into your ass hole and you winced, knowing it's to prep you up. You glanced up at Kim Rok Soo, hand reaching out for his shaft and pumping the length of it. Kim Rok Soo pushed his cock to the corner of your mouth and you opened it, welcoming his length into your warm mouth.

"Oh, you look so pretty doing that, baby," Kim Rok Soo praises, admiring the way your lips wrapped around his cock and how his cock would come out of your mouth covered in your spit. He caresses your cheeks, moving his hips and have the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat.

"I'm slipping another one," Cale said, another digit slipping into your hole.

You could feel another orgasm slowly building up. To suck another man's cock while having your lover inside of you felt so strangely arousing - it was a new sensation and you were slightly excited at the thought of how it would feel with the two of them inside of you later, filling you up to the brim.

"So warm," Kim Rok Soo added, a content sigh slipping from his mouth every now and then. You swirled your tongue around his shaft, feeling the prominent veins of his cock, and slightly dragging your teeth along them.

"F-Fuck," Cale huffed, feeling your walls sucking him in and throbbing all around him. He continued to rub your clit, feeling your walls contracting and before they went lax, you squirted all over his cock, letting out sob while Cale continued to move his hips.

"Fuck, I'm adding one more," Cale mumbled, slipping another finger into you.

"Ahh, fuck, yeah," Kim Rok Soo moans out, seeing how with every push Cale gives to you, you would squirt out a little bit as a response. Cale pulled out, using his tip to fondle with your folds before pushing back in, prompting you to let out a muffled moan.

Cale hovers over your body before he began to pump his cock in and out of you with a fast pace, no doubt intending to reach his high. Kim Rok Soo grabbed you by the back of your head, bobbing your head back and forth, fucking your throat until saliva is dripping down your chil and to his balls. You placed a hand on his thighs as a way to make sure you won't get choked before they slipped and started to massage Kim Rok Soo's heavy balls.

"Shit," Cale cursed in a low voice. "[Name], love, I'm going to cum in you, okay?"

You nod, unable to speak as Kim Rok Soo was still using your mouth to chase his orgasm. Tears began to emerge and drip down from your eyes and before you could run out of breath, Kim Rok Soo explodes in the back of your throat.

You forced yourself to swallow every drop -- the sudden reflex stigning your throat. You flinched, clencing your thighs together when you feel Cale's cum painting your insides white. You looked up at Kim Rok Soo, seeing him trying to catch his breath and sweating, hand caressing your hair lovingly.

Cale pulled out with a groan, his cum leaking out of your pussy. He pulled out his fingers out of you, looking down at you laying on the bed with Kim Rok Soo's dick still in your mouth, his cum leaking to the corner of your mouth while your legs are spread wide, pussy leaking with cum.

"Rok Soo, get started," Cale called out for the man.

It took the man himself a few seconds to regain his composure. He pulled out his cock from your mouth before laying on the bed. He reached for you, moving your limp body to be on top of his. "[Name], sweetheart, you can get on your fours, right?"

"Fuck," you whispered, placing your hands on the either side of Kim Rok Soo's head and planted your knees at the either side of his hips, legs still trembling.

Your pussy began to drip down the cum onto Kim Rok Soo's cock just as he was slipping it into you. He let out a small groan, finally able to feel your walls around him. He grabbed both of your asscheeks and spread them apart for Cale who was staring at the way your pussy was still leaking your mixed cum down to Kim Rok Soo's balls. He gulped before lining his cock into your ass hole, one hand holding you by the waist.

"Ngh--Ahhh!" You let out a sob as Cale pushed inside of you, feeling both of your holes filled and it was enough to set you over the edge.

"Ssh, calm down, love," murmured Cale, hovering above you and planting kisses on your shoulders.

Kim Rok Soo opened his mouth, capturing your nipple and began sucking and tugging. He moved his hips up and down, pumping in and out of your pussy slowly, your cum along with Cale's dripping down more and more.

Cale began to move, letting out a satisfied groan the way your hole was squeezing his cock with every push and pull. He hears your delicious sobs, recognizing them to be of pleasure and not of pain.

"Nghh, hahh, Cale—" You moaned out for your lover. "Rok Soo, oh my gods..."

You could only stay in place, feeling your pussy being filled with Kim Rok Soo's cock while your ass is being fucked by Cale. The two of them were relentless, fucking you senseless as you sob and try your best to not collapse from overstimulation.

"Hahh, hahh, please, please—" You cried out, tears dripping down your cheeks. You have never felt such euphoria before, to be fucked and filled by two men.

You arched your back when Cale's hand sneaked to your clit, furiously rubbing you until you're squirting all over Kim Rok Soo's cock.

"Fuck, yes, yes, keep giving me that," Rok Soo hissed, feeling his balls tightening and his own high not too far.

"You're going to be our cumdump tonight, love," Cale told you and you feel yourself getting more and more aroused, the slick sounds of Kim Rok Soo's cock pounding into you becoming significantly louder along with Cale's pelvis slamming into your ass.

"Don't you love that, huh?" Kim Rok Soo added. "Having two men cum in you. So dirty. You love being a dirty whore?"

"Y-yes—hhhh!" you slurred, eyes rolled to the back of your head when Kim Rok Soo hits a spot that has you seeing stars.

"Make me your cumdump," you mewled. "Please cum in me, hahhh. I need you both to fill me—ahhh—up."

"I'll use you until you're filled to the brim," said Cale with a grin, moving his cock quickly in your ass. "I don't want to see a single drop leak out of you."

"Y-yessss!" You cried, feeling an orgasm building up.

"Fuck, you feel so good, [Name]," Kim Rok Soo murmured, quickening his pace and slamming his pelvis to yours.

"Our own little whore," Cale murmured, grunting as he came into your ass, staying in that position to pump everything he's got.

"Ohhh, shit," Kim Rok Soo whispered, bursting into you and filling you up, letting your pussy milk him dry.

"Ahhh, nghhh—!" You stayed in your position, body trembling with hot sensations in your womb and ass. Your eyes are still teary, the sting of of your sweat turning your eyes red and forcing you to keep your eyes closed.

You let Cale and Kim Rok Soo stayed in you before they pull out when they're done. Once they pull out, their cum immediately started oozing out of you, dripping either through your thighs first or straight to the sheets.

"Unghh," you mewled.

"Come here, sweetheart," Kim Rok Soo calls for you affectionately, letting you fall onto him before he moves you to the comfortable bed.

"You did amazing, love," Cale praises you, giving you a soft kiss on the forehead and lips. "Are you okay?"

You nodded. "Mhmm."

Kim Rok Soo poured a glass of water and handed it to you. "Up, up, sweetheart. Can't have you dehydrating after that."

You took the glass from Kim Rok Soo and drunk the water, watching as the two men stare at you with loving gazes.

"We..." You began after finished drinking. "We should do this often."

"I agree," added Kim Rok Soo, kissing your hand.

"I had a good time, so sure," Cale said with a grin before kissing your cheek. You giggled, slightly giddy despite the tiredness that's slowly crawling up and showing its ugly head.

"I love you both."

"We love you too, sweetheart."

was questioning whether i should posted this or not because by god was this awful but the people are hungry so let them eat some crumbs idk

this is for yall who said yall are still hungry @raritygold @milkierei @uryu-the-crazy-world @freiarchon

[l33chk1d]

Hello again ^w^. Forgive me for being so inactive,I’ve been really busy and stressed out. Anyways,this is my first ever spicy post,so I’m sorry if its bad!

Warnings:Belly bulging,size difference,and much more! overall this is pretty fluffy:]

Muriel x Reader

Nsfw Alphabet

A-Aftercare [after sex?] •He would be a very gentle dom,well due to his shyness and him being worried about you all the time,he will ask repeatedly if your okay:]

B-Body part [their favorite body part of you and himself] •He actually very much likes anything about your body,and for himself,his muscles.

C-Cum [anything to do with it] •He likes to see cum dribble out of your hole,but he doesn’t admit it cause he’s too shy to say it to you.

D-Dirty secret [whats this big boy hiding from you?] •He doesn’t have any,he’s surprisingly honest with you.

E-Experience [is he experienced?] Absolutely not😀This man has lived in a forest by himself with a dog for half his life.

F-Favorite position [pretty explanatory]

•Likes doggy style and missionary:) G-Goofy [does he make jokes during sex?] •No,mans takes his precious time pleasing you.

H-Hair [does he have hair down there?] •Very much.so,like I mentioned,hes been alone in the forest for half of his life,so he’s rather hairy

I-Intimacy [how is he during the moment] •Shy,very shy.He would be worried to hurt you because this forest man is NEAR 7 FEET TALL,so he would be gentle.

J-Jerk off [does/has he touched himself to you] •Once or twice before

K-Kinks [what are his kinks] •He has a size difference kink

L-Location [where would he like to do it] •The comfort and privacy of his hut.

M-Motivation [what gets him going] •You in thigh highs or anything showing your pretty skin:]

N-NO [what he wouldnt do to you] •Hurt you in any way,like I said,hes really big so he doesnt want to hurt you during this moment

O-Oral [does he give or recieve] •He would rather give,but enjoys when he recieves too

P-Pace [fast and rough,or slow and sensual] •He would like to take his time and be gentle on you,since your half his size [in the game,your shorter than him]

Q-Quickie [thoughts on quickies] •Doesnt really mind them

R-Risks [would he take any risks] •No,he wouldnt like the thought of someone finding you two

S-Stamina [how long can they go] Long enough,atleast 2-4 rounds

T-Toys [does he use toys] •He doesnt all the time,but would once or twice

U-Unfair [teasing?] •If he teases you,he knows you’ll tease him back,so he stays away from teasing you

V-Volume [how loud is he] •Quiet,just some grunts here and there

W-Wild card [just a random headcannon] •He’s a pretty soft and gentle dom,he can occasinally be a bottom,but it depends on his mood

X- X-ray [how big is he] B I G,a man with a muscular body,man tits,is 6’10 would be big,about 7-8 inches with girth

Y-Yearning [how big is his sex drive] •Low,he hasnt seen people for years,until he met you in Versuvia

Z-Zzz [how fast does he fall asleep] •He would clean you up first and gently hold you till you and him fall asleep together

Authors note:Ahh,thank you so much for reading this,I hope you guys liked it:)❤️

[welkinsky]

Congrats to 100 follower ✨💖 you really deserve it. You constantly put quality content out there 🥺

As for your celebration, what about the alphabet for Kakashi? 🥰

Kakashi X Reader | A-Z Headcanon

Masterlist

A-Z Headcanon

Warning: 18+ Content

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

Once you two are done and tired, he's gonna take a moment and then turn over to you to smile and adore how flushed you look. He usually kisses your forehead and then pulls you into his chest. Once you two are all calmed down. "You want to hop in the shower baby?" Still running his one hand through your hair. If you say you want to rest a bit more, he gets up to get you water and towels, or if you say yes then expect a "Round 2?" joke on your way, which wasn't actually a joke.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of their partner’s)

Your thighs! Doesn't matter if you have thick thighs or not he likes to grab them while you're on top or you two are just chilling and he is running his hand through them and they slip certain places "by accident"

In a non-sexual way, it is your hair, for sure. He likes to bury his face in them because the scent of the fresh shampoo is relaxing to him. If you change your shampoo he'll notice it right away, expect a new bottle of the same shampoo on the shelf next to your new one the next day.

C = Cuddling

Cuddling with this man is a dream! He likes to be all over you with one leg over yours and your face buried in his chest. Even if you are being the small spoon, his one leg will be over you and your head resting on one of his arm and his other arm over your shoulder pulling you closer to his chest.

Whenever you two are on a nap date, his hand is always resting on you. He becomes restless when he can't find you but calms down after finding you on the other side of the bed. Then just keeps his palm on you rather than pulling you in and waking you up.

D = Dirty Secret

This one time, you two had an idea of taking some nudes together just for fun to see whose turns out to be the better one. You both set a rule to get rid of them after the winner was announced, which never happened since you two were so turned on in the process that you two ended up doing it. You forgot it but he still has your photo with him. Shut up, it helps him on long missions.

E = Experience 

He was not a virgin, but he wasn't much experienced either. If you want to know more about this scenario find it here.

In starting he kept things vanilla, he didn't want to freak you out. But you wanted more but that was the case with you too so this one time you stole his Itcha Itcha to read what type of stuff he was into. AND YOU ABSOLUTELY LOVED IT. You had to read it as fast as you can because he'd notice that it was missing.

And when you suggested something, it was a shock to him because he knows exactly how to do it but to ACTUALLY experience it and that too with YOU? The guy was in actual heaven that day.

F = Favourite Position 

It depends, he is a tease so he likes when you do all the work but just wait till he has your image of having one leg over his shoulder while he's pounding into you and you're all flustered, aaaaand the guy is pinning you down and going at it.

Or if he is IN THE MOOD he's gonna start with you on all fours and will end up having you burring your face in the pillow.

G = Goofy

Hehe he is the best type of goofy. He says the jokes with a straight face while everyone is on the floor dying. He only lets out a small laugh when you are laughing your "so-called ugly laugh" in front of others too.

But sometimes he starts laughing even before cracking the joke because it was that funny, "Oh boy, naah it's nothing" he says wiping a tear, off his one eye. You all will beg him but according to him "the moment is gone" lol he IS a tease.

H = Hair 

His hair is sooooo fluffy! And after how little he looks after them? It is almost a joke on you. You take care of your hair a lot but this guy probably washes it with body wash and still has such good quality. He always says that it is a good diet to trick you into healthy eating too. This guy never misses a chance to do that.

I = Intimacy 

Your emotional intimacy is something that is beyond this world. You both never knew that you were capable of feeling emotions so strongly.  You're hurt? He feels this burning feeling in his heart that he can't get rid of. He is having a nightmare? It breaks your heart that you cannot do anything about what he had to go through.

Not for once have you two felt any sort of negative emotions to one another but just love and CARE! You love your people but for the first time, you've felt that "care" not from the words but actions. 

For the first time, you two have felt that you don't have to do everything on your own, you can divide it and let your guard down for a moment because you know that other one will be there if something goes wrong.

J = Jack Off 

He does it normally when he is out on a mission or away from you for a while. One thought of you can turn him on in that case.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Ohohoho where should I even start? He LOVES to handcuff you because that just gives him more power over what he wants you to feel. Which is why he likes blindfold too.

As your relationship grows he likes the risk factor too so he likes to do it in a tricky place. But while making sure that your reputation doesn't get compromised at any cost.

L = Location (Favourite places to do they do)

Umm isn't it obvious? Anywhere? Literally. But he loves to bend you over the kitchen counter and take you then and there as he enters the house and finds you cooking or just having a drink or something.

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

He will do anything you ask for while doing it to make sure that he will be able to see that face of yours when you have just let go and you're too flustered to even care. It shows him that you are enjoying it.

Or if it is just you pleasing him and you look up to him with "puppy eyes" heh don't blame him for what is about to happen to you.

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

You risking your reputation for the "risk factor". See, everyone sees you highly in the village and he loves the respect that they give you. He WILL NEVER ruin it just because he is feeling it right now and won't let you do the same too.

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

It may not seem like it but he LOVES to give it to you. Actually, if this time it is more of a sensual one then he always starts with eating you only. It is his way of showing that you're his priority.

He has long fingers so umm ya. You're overstimulated most of the time. As much as he loves seeing this, he holds your hand with one while the other one is pumping in and out of you as he plays with your clit with his tongue.

He loves to hold one hand with you even while he is eating you out. Wow.

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

He starts with "slow as death" ones and then once you're begging to him theeen he goes fast and deep. You ARE lucky to have him honestly :')

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

You don't even have to say anything? You are looking good before you two go out? You'll be doing it before leaving the house.

It's not his fault! You look too good, it's your fault.

And sometimes these quickies turn into something more and you two end up staying home.

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

Risk who? That's all I'm gonna say.

S = Stamina 

He can go for a lot of rounds. But if he is just back from the mission or has been busy all day and now he is tired. Please don't push him. Not because he is a "poor guy" or something, nooooo, this idiot will get horny and do it anyway. But regret in the morning because he didn't take enough rest.

T = Toy

He bought it only when you two started experimenting so you both have handcuffs (used for you only he doesn't like to be a sub that often), a blindfold, and a vibrator for sure. This fucker likes to edge you a lot.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Heh isn't it clear already? This guy is the definition of being unfair. As you start to get a little annoyed and turn to him and catch him smirking, all that "annoyance" turns into "lust" lol you simp! But can we really blame you?

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

If you are doing it somewhere out? He'll keep shut and even cover your mouth to avoid getting caught. But if he is at home, he will grunt a lot but will let out a loud moan once he reaches his high

W = Wild Card (Just a random headcanon because I cannot think of anything starting with W)

He cooks for you in the morning. That is the only time he can make sure that you have a good healthy meal since he is not there for lunch and you make the dinner.

If he is cooking in the morning then expect your lunch prepared for you too.  *and meal prep for dinner* bro he wants to make sure that you are taking care of yourself because you work too hard okay? Shut up and have your fruits and drink some water as you read this...... Go now, sip some water.

X = X-Ray

He has a lean physique but specifically, his arms are muscular and they are getting buffer after you mention that you like buffed arms. Hehe being slick, okayyyy.

Also, he has long slim fingers, umm good for you.

But you like to draw in his hands too sometimes. Just some little things. He smiles at them as he looks at them later.

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

He kind of has a strong sex drive. Most of the time if it is because of the fact that he is too excited to try new things on you.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He doesn't sleep until he knows that you are sound asleep. He likes to take in the scent of your hair and just run his fingers through your hair to calm you down a bit. Do it back too, please. He loves it a lot! If you stop and start doing something else, he'll bring back your hand to his hair and make you do it for as long as you don't fall asleep. In any case, he is sleeping once you're asleep.

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Shikamaru is my favorite character but ya’ll are making me change my lane with how many posts I’ve written for Kakashi XD

Thanks For Reading and for the ask!

If you liked it you can check out the masterlist too!

[atomic-taco-muffin]

Sweet! (Don't worry, I've checked) So if it ok, may I have one of Riku as well? If not, I can definitely ask for something else 🙇🏽‍♀️

I gotchu!

Riku NSFW Alphabet

Warnings: What the title says

Rating: NSFW under the cut

This is kind of rushed since I’m starting to get tired but I hope you enjoy

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

Riku was a bit rough with his aftercare but he soon got better at it

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

Riku likes his arms. They’re muscular and he can easily pick you up with them. On you, he loves your cheeks! He loves to poke them and play with them. They’re so cute!

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

This boy will cum in you and it will be thick. No, you cannot change my mind

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

He secretly wants to have a threesome with Sora but he’s to possessive over you

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

Surprisingly, he’s only been with you. Riku has only been working on his training that he hadn’t had time to find a partner

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Mating press. I don’t need to explain myself

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

Nope. Not happening. Sorry sweetie

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

His pubes are a darker grey and he tries his hardest to keep it shaved. Sometimes, he’s too lazy to do so

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

He’s kind of bad at being romantic but he tries his hardest. 

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t really do it. He just focuses on training a lot.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Pet play (more like bunny play but still)

Slight daddy kink

S&M

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Strictly in the bedroom. Anywhere else is not gonna happen with him

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

Just anything sexy. Like showing your ass and other shit like that

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

Nothing that will really hurt you (knives and other shit like that) and no threesomes. Again, he’s possessive 

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

He’s actually pretty good at oral but he much prefers if you suck him off

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

He was kind of sloppy his first time but he soon got the hang of it. He tries to go slow but he ends up going really fast

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

He’s okay with them. They’re not his most favorite thing in the world but he still likes to have some

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

He’s not necessarily a risk taker but he does like to experiment 

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

He can last for up to 5 rounds depending on how horny he is. He mainly wants to focus on you

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

All he owns is a single vibrator. That’s it

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He doesn’t really know how to tease but he tries his absolute best

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

You’ll mostly hear heavy breathing and some dirty talk there but sometimes, he’ll let out a lil moan here and there

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

One time, he forgot to lock the door and Mickey walked in. Let’s just say that they could not be near each other

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

He’s a little bit over average in length but he makes up for it with a large girth

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

He has a steady sex drive. Again, he mainly tries to focus on training

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If he lays on your chest, BOOM! Dead asleep! Can’t wake him up at all!

[beneathstarryskies]

Hi! Can I just say that I'm soooooooooooooooooooo happy someone writes DMC content? I feel like there's not a whole lot of that kind of content on here that suits my needs!!!!!!😩😩😩😩😩😩😩

My request is maybe Dante NSFW alphabet? 🥴🥴🥴🥴🥴 plz and thnx

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

Dante’s aftercare is a little rusty. Most of his sexual experience has been one-night stands which ended with either him or his flavor of the night leaving pretty shortly after their heated rendezvous came to a close.

His favorite thing though is long, intimate cuddle sessions and silly pillow talk. If you want something to eat or drink he’ll get it for you (although beware his go-to is gonna be ordering pizza.) He would also be totally down for showering together if you wanted to. If you have more aftercare requirements, you’ll likely have to guide him through it. Dante really wants to do good for you. Give him some guidance, and he’ll happily oblige as long as it makes you feel good.

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

Dante is confident in his entire body, honestly. He’s muscular and strong, he knows he’s a good looking giy. He is a little bit cocky about it as well. However, if you worship your favorite parts of his body he will be inclined to include those as his favorites.

Dante loves the sound of your laugh, and would do just about anything to have that sweet sound caressing his ears. Especially when accompanied by that bright smile. His favorite thing is when he makes you laugh during sex or while making out and you bury your face against his neck to try to cover it up.

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

Oh, Dante is definitely weak for cumming in your mouth. He loves it when you’re on your knees in front of him with his cock down your throat, and watching you make a mess of yourself trying to swallow his large load. He would also love painting your skin with his cum.

Dante makes you cum as many times as possible. He loves the way you feel around his cock and how soaked he gets in your juices. But even more than that, he loves pleasing you. The way your name falls from his lips so passionately, and your hands tug on his long hair. He loves knowing he made you feel so good.

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

Oh the number of times Dante has jacked off at his desk with lewd thoughts of you running through his mind. Sometimes he even gets a pair of your underwear and holds it to his face while he’s jacking off. With his heightened senses, he is practically surrounded by you. He can almost imagine you’re there instead of his own hand.

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

Dante is experienced, but maybe not quite as experienced as he tries to make out to be. It’s mostly been quickies and one-night stands. Nothing very intimate, so while he knows technically what he’s doing he might need a little help actually learning your body. He’s pretty eager to please, and he has good instincts.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Any position involving you on his desk drives him wild. It’s just something he really enjoys a lot. Especially having you bent over so he can fuck you from behind, and expect to get spanked.

However, he also enjoys lazy, spooning sex in the bed. Bonus points if it’s in the morning and you’re both still a little sleepy and uninhibited.

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

Dante tends to be a little bit silly during sex. Sometimes cracking jokes, or just doing random things to get a giggle out of you. He likes to unwind and he loves making you laugh. If you need a more serious moment, he can accommodate that. And there will be times he just wants to be more serious and intimate. Dante also at times requires a bit of comfort sex, although he’ll never actually call it that. He’ll just be a bit more needy and clingy than usual.

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

He is actually a pretty hairy guy. He’s got nice, soft white chest hair. A patch on his stomach that leads into his pants. His pubes are a bit more gray than white, and it’s coarse. On his own accord, he will let it go wild. In a relationship, he’ll put a little more effort into keeping it trimmed up. However, he’d really prefer not to be clean shaven.

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

Dante usually tends to be more laid back, but he will also make you feel like the only thing that matters in the whole world. He gives a lot of kisses and soft caresses. Between silly jokes or absolutely filthy dirty talk, he’ll confess how much he adores you.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He jacks off a lot, often purely out of boredom. If he’s alone in the office, it wouldn’t take much effort to walk in on him stroking his cock while sitting at his desk with a dirty magazine open. Sometimes he even tries to time it so you will catch him.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Lingerie is a big one for Dante, but also he would be into a sexy school girl outfit. Slight corruption kink, and he absolutely has a daddy kink. Spanking. Semi-public sex.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

The comfort of your own bedroom is nice when he wants to take his time with you. As mentioned before, he also loves fucking you on his desk. He also has a weakness for sloppy sex in less than ideal places like a bar bathroom or an alleyway.

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

Dante gets turned on pretty easily, but will often play hard to get just because he likes it when you try to seduce him. Hearing you beg for his cock and smothering him in affection is the easiest way to get him going. He likes feeling loved and wanted.

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

Dante doesn’t want to risk doing anything that could hurt you, and with him being half demon he’s all too aware that it’s a possibility. He might be down to experiment a bit with devil trigger, but he has his limits with it and he’s pretty steadfast in his limits.

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

Dante has a slight preference for receiving. At times he has to remind himself to return the favor. Not to say he doesn’t enjoy giving, because he does. And that mouth is good, okay? The man can go down like no other. But sometimes he gets so turned on by having your pretty little mouth around his cock, that he gets ahead of himself and just wants to sink himself into your pussy immediately afterwards. He’ll make it up to you though.

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

It depends. He defaults to fast and rough because he tends to get totally lost in the pleasure and wants to pound into you. However, there are times he just wants to go slow and feel you all around him. These are the times when he’s feeling needy and wants to give and receive a lot of affection.

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

He enjoys quickies a whole lot, and will never turn down the chance. It’s a pretty regular occurence, especially if he has to leave for a job but wants to fuck you before he leaves.

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

Dante is pretty adventurous, and there are very few things that are off the table as far as he’s concerned. It just depends on what the risks are.

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

Oh boy...He has amazing stamina. He can pretty much last as long as he wants to, and can go for multiple rounds.

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

Dante has never really played around with toys too much, but he’s absolutely open to it. He’d be weak for having a vibrator used on him.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He is such a tease. Hearing you whine and beg is music to his ears, and he will keep it up for a long time because he knows he’ll make all the teasing worth it for you. Also, he really enjoys teasing you at very bad moments. Like having dinner with friends? Don’t be surprised if Dante starts rubbing your pussy under the table, but never putting enough pressure to get you off. So by the time you leave, you’re basically dripping wet and absolutely infuriated with him.

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

Dante talks a lot, and this is no different with sex. He’s big into dirty talk. He also tends to let out a lot of primal sounds like growls and purrs. Pretty much always lets out a deep growl when he cums.

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

Dante is a braggart. He loves fucking you very loudly when he knows people can hear because he wants everyone to know how well he can fuck you. This is also a bit of a possessive thing, but he won’t admit that.

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

His cock is about 9 inches and very girthy. There’s gonna be a stretch every time he slides it inside of you, but he is aware of this and will take his time to let you adjust before getting rough.

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

Dante’s sex drive is ridiculous. He is pretty much down to fuck anytime, but he doesn’t let it get in the way of pressing matters.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep pretty easily afterwards, and sometimes he won’t even warn you. You’ll be cuddling in bed, and then you just hear him start snoring.

[actuallysaiyan]

Yamcha NSFW alphabet, please? 😁

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

Yamcha is super sweet with his aftercare. He loves to hold you in his arms for a little while after, his cock still deep inside of you. He’ll praise you as you can feel his seed leaking out of you. He then gets you all cleaned up and will get you water or something to eat if you are feeling it. He’s a big fan of pillow talk and cuddling and will not leave your side or fall asleep afterwards.

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

Yamcha would probably have to say his arms or legs are his favorite. He has a wonderful physique and he is very strong, despite what others may say. Yamcha also would probably say his smile is his favorite body part. The man is kind of vain but he is a good man.

On his lover, he is a sucker for beautiful eyes. They are the window to the soul. He sees how you are feeling just through your eyes and he knows when you are sad or unhappy. He wants to see your eyes shine when you are smiling and so happy. He also loves thighs. He just wants to be buried between your thighs for hours as they squeeze his face while you cum.

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

He’s so dirty with this. He loves cumming all over you and gets really aroused when you are all painted up with his seed. If you give him a blow job, you can expect him to give you the ultimate facial. Yamcha cums a lot and he will literally just unload his balls all over your pretty face. Then he scoops some of it up on his finger and feeds it to you. He’s also not opposed to cumming deep inside of you if you let him.

Yamcha is a big fan of teasing and edging you. He’ll keep you on the edge for hours just to hear you beg him to let you cum. He loves the pathetic mewls and whimpers you make whenever he’s got you so close to cumming. You better be ready for this.

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

He definitely has stolen a pair of your panties and uses it to masturbate. Whether or not you know it exists, he doesn’t care. He loves the silky feeling of it wrapped around his cock while he pumps his hand up and down and thinks of you. He’ll sniff them too and just imagine your pussy on his face. He loves it when you ride his face, so that’s definitely something that gets him off.

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

He had a few one night stands, so he wasn’t completely clueless. Yamcha learns fairly quickly, and while he isn’t the master of every technique, you know he is doing everything to make you feel loved and wanted and definitely keeps you satisfied. He will never let you go unsatisfied.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Yamcha loves 69. It’s his favorite position and it gets the job done correctly. He loves it when you sit on his face and wrap your gorgeous lips around his hard cock. Whenever you aren’t doing 69, Yamcha also loves having you in the missionary position but with your legs spread wide or up on his shoulders so that he can fuck you nice and deep. Anything to be able to fuck you deeply or to have you both cumming quickly.

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

He’s definitely goofy and loves to tell dirty jokes while he’s fucking you. Yamcha loves having fun sex and he wants you to moan and laugh. He wants you to have a good time, so expect lots of cheesy and sleazy dirty talk as he fucks you hard. Sometimes, he can be serious and loving especially when he’s feeling needy.

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

He’s got a small patch of pubic hair that is very dark and coarse. He keeps it nice and clean and will trim it. He’s not a huge fan of shaving and actually enjoys it when you don’t shave either(unless you aren’t into that, then Yamcha is happy with whatever you like). He’s got a slight trail of dark hair that leads down into his pants as well.

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

This depends on how Yamcha is feeling, but most of the time he loves to treat sex and intimacy like a good time or a game. That’s not to say that Yamcha is playing head games or anything like that. He just enjoys having a good time with you and he loves to make sure that you are happy and feeling good. Sometimes, he gets very romantic and buys you stuff and plans special nights out at the fancy love hotel. It all depends on how he’s feeling.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He masturbates a healthy amount. Even if he fucks you that day, that doesn’t mean he’s going to not masturbate. He loves playing with toys and watching porn and he will absolutely lose his mind if you join him. Nothing better than for the both of you to watch some porn and masturbate together. Yamcha won’t be able to resist for long and he’ll just fuck you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Yamcha is kind of a vanilla guy, so his kinks are limited. He’s open to trying new things but he loves things that are tried and true. Some of his kinks involve lingerie, toys, spanking, squirting, tongue fucking and titty fucking. You could probably open his eyes to new things if you are both interested in it.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

This one is really simple. Yamcha wants to fuck you somewhere privately. He doesn’t really wanna get caught. He loves just being able to take his time with you without getting interrupted or distracted by something else. He loves fucking you on the bed, but he’s not opposed to fucking on the couch or in the shower. Anything to get you alone and somewhere private...

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

Yamcha is a sucker for revealing clothing. He finds you so damn sexy and he just wants you to flaunt that gorgeous body of yours. Anytime you wear something revealing, it gets his blood pumping. Yamcha is so turned on by this. He also loves when you give him that look, where you bite your lower lip and raise one eyebrow. Rub his thigh and tell him how you wanna be alone, and he’s there.

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

He will not be okay with anything that either hurts you seriously or embarrasses you. He’s not into anything involving feces or urine, but if you were up for it, he’d probably consider it honestly. It’s just not really his kind of thing. He’s also not super into sharing you or having semi-public sex.

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

Ohhh Yamcha loves going down on you. It’s one of his favorite things in the world. The way you look down at him with that fucked out look and the taste of your arousal and he’s just immediately rock hard. The sounds you make and the wet sounds coming from your pussy. It’s just all so damn sexy. He’ll edge you for hours and then when he thinks you should cum, he makes you squirt.

But if you want to reciprocate and go down on him, Yamcha is so weak for that. He loves it when you both lie on the bed and you just worship his cock for hours. He’ll edge himself as best as he can when you do this. Play with his balls though, and he’s cumming quick. It’s one of his ultimate weaknesses.

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

This all depends on you. If you are feeling like you wanna get pounded, you better believe Yamcha will fuck you rough and fast. He’ll slap your ass and push your head down on the pillow while his cock slams into you over and over again. But, if you are feeling more needy and wanting love, he’s sensual. He’ll hold you close and shower you with praise and give you all the kisses while he slowly rocks his hips.

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

There are times for these, and Yamcha is definitely grateful when he can fuck you over not being able to fuck you, but he’s not a huge fan of quickies. He wants to fuck you for hours if he can, and if he doesn’t get the time for that, then he’ll definitely settle for a good quickie.

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

This depends. He loves to experiment with you, but he doesn’t want to risk anything where it could result in death or harm. He also isn’t into doing anything in public, so you can expect him to keep the experimentation in the bedroom.

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

Yamcha can last a long time, and he’s good at edging himself if he needs to. Sometimes he gets very excited and cums quickly, but that’s usually only when you’ve been apart for a long time. He can go for a few rounds, but his refractory period is fairly normal. It takes him a little while to get hard.

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

He loves toys and generally uses them during sex. He loves going to the sex store with you and buying you all kinds of things that’ll help make you cum easier. He’s not afraid of having you use them on him either and actually loves it if you initiate with this.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He can be a tease a lot of the time, but it takes him everything not to just give in when you start begging. He loves listening to your pathetic little sounds when you plead to him, but he’d be lying if he said it didn’t turn him on completely.

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

He’s loud and he loves grunting and groaning. Yamcha wants you to know he’s enjoying his time with you as well. He’ll be so loud when he cums and it’s honestly so damn sexy to hear him moan like this. He loves to talk dirty too and make some jokes.

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

Yamcha is definitely into roleplay. If you wanna get into costume and character, he’s going to be so turned on by this. Your favorite roleplay is definitely sensei and student, but you both also enjoy playing doctor.

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

Yamcha is very muscular and very well built. His cock is long and thick, boasting a good 8 inches. It’s got lots of veins that drag against your walls and drive you crazy. He’s uncut and the base is definitely thicker than the head.

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

He’s so damn horny for you all of the time and he’s going to fuck you at least once a day, but sometimes he understands that he can’t always fuck you. He thinks about you a lot and he’s often fantasizing about when he’s going to fuck you next.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Sometimes he is out like a light just right after sex, so he does tend to expend a lot of energy and tire himself out. He’ll always make sure you are comfortable before he falls asleep.

[libraryofloveletters]

NSFW Alphabet: Aaron Hotchner

A = Aftercare: Aaron is the sweetest. He always took time to make sure you were okay, even if he had to leave. He said 5 minutes won’t make a difference so he made sure you were taken care of before he left 

B = Body part: You love his hands, that one is self explanatory. He loves your legs, he thinks they’re so pretty but not in a weird way. Loves them from your thighs to your feet. He loves the way it feels when your legs are on his shoulders or wrapped around him

C = Cum: He’s not picky, whatever happens happens. If he had to pick, it’d be in you.

D = Dirty secret: Loves sexting. You sent him a message once just as a joke but he matched your energy so you just kept going.

E = Experience: Aaron’s experience surprised you. Obviously you knew that he knew what he was doing but he’s so skilled it’s unreal

F = Favourite position: On your side. The two of you could be cuddling and next thing you know, you’re fucking. He just likes to hold you.

G = Goofy: Aaron’s pretty serious most of the time but occasionally a hand will brush past your side or your lower back making you laugh, and when you laugh, he laughs too.

H = Hair: He’s well taken care of and that's that 

I = Intimacy: Aaron had always been one for cheesy dates and romantic sex, even if everyone else didn’t know that, you did. He loves to kiss every inch body slowly and praise you as he goes.

J = Jack off: Not a big fan, he’d much rather have you on your knees for him. The only time he does it, is if he’s on a case and the two of you have phone sex

K =Kink: Degradation but not in a harsh way. It’s more sweet than harsh, things like “my pretty little slut is so needy for this dick”

L = Location: His office is his favourite place. It makes him feel more powerful than he already is. Knowing that anyone can walk in and see him ruining you making it so much hotter

M = Motivation: When you call him sir, you never say it sexually but the sound of it just turns him on.

N = No: He wasn’t a big fan of over stimulation.

O = Oral: Aaron is so skilled with that tongue of his, it’s really amazing. You loved to give him head, the way he bucked his hips, his hands in your hair, pushing you down slowly making you gag.

P = Pace: Rough had always been his favourite but occasionally he’ll take his time and really take care of you

Q = Quickie: Loves a quickie, especially when you come visit him at work. From the moment you step into his office to the moment you leave, you’re all over each other

R = Risk: When you met Aaron, you didn’t think he’d be into public sex, but he was. It’s the thing you guys do, even if it’s just eating you out or fingering you, he’ll do it.

S = Stamina: He can go a few rounds, he’ll start out fast and hard then end off sloppy and slowly. Honestly you rather the sloppy and slow, he’ll kiss you and touch you. He’s more in the moment

T = Toys: Not a big fan of using them on himself but loves using them on you.

U = Unfair: He loves to tease you, like an unreal amount. Especially if you’re out, He’ll finger you under the table or rub your clit. He’ll whisper all the things he’ll do to you when you get home and then just stop. He’d act like he didn’t even know what you were talking about

V = Volume: He’s not a loud person, he’d much rather moan in your ear or whisper something to you because he knows it turns you on

W = Wild card: Aaron came home to you in his button up, watching Netflix and eating pizza. The shirt was half way unbuttoned and you had nothing on under it. He nearly drooled at the site of you. He didn’t hesitate to ruin you

X = X-ray: Aaron is not super muscular but he’d definitely strong and those arms, he had you drooling constantly over those. He never quite understood your love for them

Y = Yearning: Way higher than it should be. Even if you just sit on his lap, he’s ready to destroy you

Z = Zzz: You always joke that he’s sooo old, he’ll fall asleep from the moment your arms wrap around him. His head on chest and your arms around him, he sleeps like a baby

[lilsuzn]

MLQC Gavin - Fluff abc headcanons

So by the popular demand - I am back.

Just kidding. No one was asking.

Fandom: Mr. Love: Queen's Choice

Warnings: None (the reader is gender neutral)

Dedication: @marytheredqueen

A = Admiration (what do they absolutely adore about you?)

You need to trust me when I tell you that Gavin had indeed tried to find at least one thing he could dislike about you. Many times.

Yet your body seems to have no flaws. He checked quite a few times at this point.

Your heart is pure. Loving. Patient. Loyal.

Whenever you’re at his side… The world is at peace. No pain exists, nor does suffering.

You are his purpose. You are his equilibrium. Nothing matters as long as he can be by your side.

B = Body (what is their favorite part of your body?)

Your beautiful eyes.

There will never be anything more beautiful than the way they shine before your lips meet in a loving kiss.

C = Cuddling (how do they like to cuddle?)

Him on his back.

You in his arms. Laying on top of him.

Your head rests on his chest, no matter if it’s your front, side or back that presses against his muscular torso - it’s perfect.

He also likes the smell of your shampoo… it’s just intoxicating for him.

D = Dates (what does their ideal date with you look like?)

He likes doing things outside with you.

Attending festivals, engaging in new, interesting sports, indulging in some street food or picnics.

He’s a sucker for long, romantic walks too, soooooo

He takes you out to the festival. Buys all kinds of yummy food for both of you to share. Wins you an enormous plushie and then carries it around for you. While holding your hand. Tightly.

Then takes you for a night stroll, to then kiss you under the sky full of stars before you turn back.

E = Emotions (how do they express emotion around you?)

He only feels like he can really express himself around you - so it will get intense. In all the best ways.

Gavin doesn’t shy away with showing you his affection, even if he tends to have a slight problem with voicing it sometimes.

His expression softness, his fingers brush delicate circles on your skin.

He doesn’t need to say anything. You know.

F = Family (do they want one? If they do, when?)

Oh he really, really wants a family.

Two kids… or maybe more.

A dog for them, maybe.

House with a big garden and a treehouse.

He wants to play and fool around with his kids. Put them to bed. Support them. Be proud of them… Everything his father never did.

G = Gifts (how do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

When you want something, no matter how silly it might be - it’s yours.

Don’t even make me start on what you need.

Because there are very little things (and all of them are about you) that could make him happier than seeing you happy because of what he gave you.

H = Holding Hands (when/how do they like to hold hands?)

It's not optional.

There will be hands holding whenever it's possible.

It’s as much for your safety as it is for his comfort. 

All these guys with eyes better don’t use them to stare at you. 

See this hand? This beautiful gem of a person is with ME.

Likes to hold your hand while snuggling on a couch. Or in bed while falling asleep.

Holding hands is like a physical projection of the bond that’s between the two of you - and he loves it.

I = Injury (how would they act if you got hurt?)

He would blame himself. No matter what. It might be ridiculous, but he would always feel guilty for not preventing it from happening.

Wouldn’t leave your side. Would help you with anything and everything.

If there’s a concrete person or a group of people that caused your harm... Insert a very, very angry and strong bird cop with a gun.

J = Jokes (do they like to joke around with or prank you? how?)

You would have a light-hearted relationship in which he would tease you from time to time and he wouldn’t be mad if you did the same to him.

However he’s not one to prank you. He would find no enjoyment in it.

K = Kisses (how do they like to kiss you?)

Gavin loves to be kissed and he loves to kiss. All over your face. All over your body.

Any kisses are game. Slow and passionate ones. Heated ones. Sweet, delicate, loving, appreciating - he loves them all as long as he can share them with you.

L = Love (how do they show you they love you?)

Acts of service - He looooves to spoil his lovely sweetheart (you) this way. Wants to bring you food, tidy up your apartment for you, brush your hair, paint your nails… Just ask him and he will do it. Whatever it is. And then he will do things on his own initiative, because he likes to surprise you. You smile so beautifully when he does…...

Gifts - He likes gift giving as I already mentioned in G, but it’s no indication of love to him. He just enjoys your reactions. Prefers to show his love differently.

Physical touch - His number one and you can not convince me it is not. He’s a snuggly bear who loves kisses. You are just so soft and warm and he loves you sosososososo much. Would never want to hold this way any other. His physical affection is something reserved only for you. 

Quality time - see Q.

Words of affirmation - Gavin is not very good with words. Not that he can’t be when he wants to, but he kinda doesn’t want to most of the time. It’s uncomfortable. He’s feeling unconfident doing so. He prefers other ways, but when he does speak up… It’s the most adorable and loving thing you will ever hear in your life.

M = Memory (favorite memory together?)

It was your first 'real' date, but even though you both confessed love to each other, you weren't a ‘official’ couple yet.

At least there was no proper act of becoming a one.

You walk through the park on an evening of a chilly fall. Not many people in sight.

You just finished a lovely dinner date. Gavin even bought you a dessert to share.

And it just felt right. Everything.

The way your fingers were laced. How you both couldn't spot peeping at each other.

"Will you be my girlfriend Y/N? Please?"

He sure was pretty sure you wouldn't deny him, but he didn't expect you to throw your arms around his neck and kiss him the way you did.

"Nothing could ever make me happier than that, Gavin."

N = Nightmare (what is their worst fear?)

He’s scared of losing you.

Either by you walking away from him after discovering that you “deserve so much better”

Or by not being alert enough to protect you…

Surely, he would prefer the first option, but he can’t deny that both would hit him harder than anything else ever could.

O = Oddity (what is one quirk they have?)

Gavin is a little bit of an odd duck in general, but I think he has one major weirdness about him.

I would call it… A Keanu Reeves complex.

He doesn’t like compliments. Always feels like they’re far from true, because he always feels like he’s not enough and maybe even never will be.

Which is so far from true.

Like, Vivi, come on! You’re so freakin perfect!

P = Pet Names (what do they like to call you?)

He usually calls you simply by your name, but the boy has his moments.

Moments when he can help but call you all sorts of the cutest names.

Little angel, starry eyes, little munchkin along with the classics like honey, babe, sweetheart, treasure and my precious.

Q = Quality Time (how do they like to spend time with you?)

How?

Often.

Intensely.

Calmly.

Comfortably.

Restlessly.

He just wants to be by your side. Any. Chance. He. Gets.

R = Rhythm (what song reminds you of them?)

Moonlight by Ariana Grande

Because Gavin’s sweet like candy, but he’s such a man...

Or A Drop In The Ocean by Ron Pope 

S = Secrets (how open are they with you?)

Not at all. At least at first.

He gets better with time, but you still need to ask for it. He would never just come to you to lean on your shoulder and tell you what troubles him.

T = Time (how long did it take you to get together?)

Well. A lot.

Because of what I say in X below.

He just assumes that you don’t reciprocate his feelings, because he doesn’t deserve it.

He eventually tells you about his feelings under your insistent questions regarding the subject.

And then? After he finally tells you?

That’s when it escalates quickly.

U = Upset (how do they act when you’re upset?)

At first he tries to keep it inside. Not let you see… But it’s pretty obvious since he doesn’t talk to you. Barely throws any acknowledgment your way.

It would take quite some convincing for him to tell you what’s wrong.

Unless it’s jealousy that is a reason behind his anger. Then he will show you just how upset he is…

Not necessary in a bad way, tho...

V = Vaunt (what are they proud of? Do they like to show you off?)

He’s very proud of you. Always.

Even when you think you’re a failure, he still recognizes how hard you work and how smart you are.

And he also prides himself for earning love of a woman as wonderful as you.

But he’s not a show off. He doesn’t like to be in a center of attention. He doesn’t care for compliments or recognition.

He knows how wonderful you are and that’s all that matters to him.

W = Warrior (how do they feel about you fighting? Would they fight for you, beside you, etc?)

Well, it goes without saying.

Yes. Obviously.

This is Gavin. He does it actively throughout the whole story like it’s the only thing he knows.

X = X-Ray (how well are they able to read you?)

He’s not an expert in emotions.

He gave MC a blood stained letter and was surprised she was troubled by that.

Okay, let’s not sugar coat it - he’s not good at it at all. I said it.

I’m sorry. I wish it was different for you Vivi.

Y = Yes (how would they propose to you?)

I think in Gavin’s case it would be no kneeling with a ring type of thing, because he personally sees no value of that.

Of course, he would if you told him that that’s what you want, but if you don’t…

It would be a beautiful, summer evening. The both of you watching a beautiful sunset from the rooftop of a high building.

Last months you spent together were absolutely wonderful. Life with you by his side was much happier than Gavin could ever dream of… And the way the golden sunlight graces your skin is so, so beautiful.

It wasn’t the first time the thought crossed the bird cop’s mind. He caught himself thinking about it more and more often as your relationship progressed… And before he knew it, the words left his lips.

At first you were sure you must have misheard, so you asked him to repeat. And he did.

His beautiful eyes glimmered with so much love… just as much as you felt for him. 

How could you say no to that gorgeous man that adores you so much?

And after that, expect to someday come back home to find the most beautiful and meaningful ring in the world waiting for you to wear it.

Z = Zen (what makes them feel calm?)

Gavin is a man who enjoys simple things in life.

He likes to cozy up with you on a couch on his birthday. 

Watch a sunrise and drink cocoa with you on Christmas.

He obviously enjoys various sports, especially if he can enjoy them with you.

But what really, really makes him perfectly calm? Driving Sparky with your hands around his ways and your chest pressed against his back.

The feeling of freedom mixed the warmth of your closeness… how could anyone ask for more?

[blackleatherjacketz]

Live By The Sword

Raylan Givens x Boyd Crowder, Raylan Givens x Q

My prompt was “Aliens”, so here ya go!

Featuring: Q, Boyd Crowder, Tommy Bucks, Trip Tucker, Mentions of Willa

Summary: Raylan gets an unexpected visitor and goes on a journey through time and space.

Warnings: Heartache, Sex, Violence, Trauma, Toxic Masculinity, Q’s Sassy Attitude, Angst

Word Count: 3997

The comforting smell of firehouse chili cooking on the stove fills the air as Raylan watches Boyd take cornbread muffins out of the oven. He watches in silence as his old friend crouches down, carefully setting the hot tin on the countertop before standing back up. Something about this kitchen seems familiar, the cabinets and fixtures all taking up space in his memory although he can’t quite place exactly where he is.

“Raylan, you better get in here before dinner gets cold.” Boyd’s voice makes him feel more at ease for a moment, grounding him as he feels a growing sense of uneasiness.

Was this some kind of memory or dream? Raylan can’t seem to remember exactly how he got here, where he was before, or even what he planned on doing the next day. Was he in Florida or Kentucky? Texas or Michigan? He couldn’t be sure. He glances outside the window above the sink for any context clues, but soon realizes that the sky had already blackened into night.

So much for that.

“I’m here, Boyd,” he whispers, unsure if he’d even be able to hear him. He watches him turn around to look at him, those hazel brown eyes lighting up the rest of his handsome face.

“Well now, Raylan, how did you get there so fast?” He smiles, pulling off his oven mit and tossing it on the counter. He looks younger than Raylan remembers, fewer wrinkles surrounding his eyes with that smile that could charm his way out of anything.

Raylan smiles back at him, accepting a chaste kiss on the lips in the same way one would accept that they could fly in a dream. He barely remembers the few he’d had before, and they were usually more choppy than this. Words were often spoken backwards and facial expressions too blurred and difficult to understand. Numbers and letters were indistinguishable as the laws of physics never seemed to be quite right.

Not like this.

“You okay, darlin’? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Boyd’s face softens with concern, that little space between his eyebrows wrinkling as he tries to figure him out.

“I,” Raylan starts shakily, “I’m just happy to see you, is all.” He confesses, hoping that’s what he wants to hear.

“Is that all?” Boyd leans in for another kiss, nearly stealing the breath out of his lungs as he presses his lips against his mouth with a hand on his hip. Raylan leans into it, placing his palm on his cheek as he pulls him in close, savoring the taste of the cornbread batter on his tongue.

He closes his eyes, letting Boyd back him back against the counter as their kisses become more passionate and sloppy. Raylan moans as Boyd’s mouth travels down his jawline to his throat, this long lost love of theirs finally breaking the constraints of their lawman vs outlaw relationship.

“You want dessert before dinner?” Boyd mumbles into his neck, unbuckling his belt.

“Mmmhmmm.” Raylan runs his hand through Boyd’s hair as he continues to kiss his neck, licking and biting little bruises onto his collarbone before pulling his shirt off over his head.

All of the sudden they’re upstairs in the bedroom, even though he’s not exactly sure how they got there or why he knows that the bedroom is upstairs; he accepts it and moves on. Boyd is completely naked now, the soft moonlight the only thing illuminating his trim and muscular body as he pushes Raylan onto his back.

The down comforter catches him just as quickly as Boyd climbs on top, picking up where he left off with a trail of kisses down his chest and belly. Raylan wonders where his clothes had run off to, but chooses to watch Boyd take him into his mouth instead, those eyes all but glowing as they stare up at him longingly.

It was as if they were nineteen all over again, their shared moans the only sound beside the squeaking of the headboard against the wall once he was inside. Raylan holds onto him for dear life, wrapping his legs around his waist as he pushes further into him, bottoming out with a feral groan. He pulls him down for another kiss, their sweat and spit mixing together in a messy haze as they finally fall apart together.

“I love you,” Raylan lets slip, frowning as Boyd pulls out and lays down next to him.

“Well I sure hope so, after all these years.” Boyd chuckles, settling in before allowing Raylan to nestle his head onto his shoulder. “I love you too, Raylan.” He kisses his forehead and sighs, running a hand across his forehead.

After all these years? Raylan tries not to look confused, kissing his chest before asking him “how many years have we been together, again?” In the most playful way he knew how.

“I know you aren’t the best at remembering anniversaries, but the last twenty years of our lives seemed to have escaped you somehow?” He cranes his neck to look at him, amusement quickly fading.

“I was just testin’ you.” He covers up, rubbing his cheek against his chest.

“Sure you were.” Boyd sits up, pulling his underwear back on before pointing back at Raylan. “I don’t know about you, but I’ve worked up quite an appetite. You still hungry, baby?”

Baby… baby? That word sounds so different coming out of his mouth as it heads directly at him, piercing his heart in a way he wasn’t expecting. He’s never called him that before, at least not from what he could remember. ‘Baby.’ Raylan kind of likes it.

“Yeah,” he whispers, unable to look away from him.

“I’ll reheat what I can, you come on down when you’re ready.” He throws his t-shirt on and walks out of the room before he can answer.

“Oh, so sweet!” A man he’s never seen before suddenly appears in the chair next to their bed, dressed in Raylan’s usual jeans and a flannel shirt, his cowboy hat sitting perfectly on top of his head. “You’ve fantasized about this so many times, it’s embarrassing. Too bad it never happened.”

“Who the hell are you?” Raylan looks around the room frantically, opening the drawer to his nightstand for a gun or anything that could be used as a weapon.

“Looking for this?” The man holds Raylan’s glock in his hand, dangling it lazily by his side.

“What?” Raylan blinks a few times, taking in the details of this man’s face to make sure he didn’t recognize him from somewhere. Was he a fugitive he never caught? An old coworker? One of Winona’s husbands?

He points the pistol at him, pulling the trigger as a flag with BANG! written on it pops out at him.

Raylan sits up in bed, remembering that he’s naked before covering up his bottom half with the sheets. “What’s going on?”

“Relax cowboy, I’ve already seen what you’ve got under there, and quite frankly, I’m not impressed.” He rolls his eyes, tossing the toy gun onto the bed as he stands up.

Raylan rubs his eyes with the backs of his hands, blinking erratically at the man before him. “How did you…? Who are you?”

“I’m Q,” he states matter of factly. “Think of me as a guide, an extra corporeal entity with powers far beyond the comprehension of your feeble little human brain.” He snaps his fingers and Raylan is suddenly standing up next to him, fully dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt. “Or I’m just a figment of your imagination, whichever you prefer.”

“Okay,” Raylan looks around the room, noticing that the bedsheets were from Aunt Helen’s when he was sixteen, the dressers and chairs from Boyd’s old bedroom when they were kids, and the bedframe from his parents’ room when his mom was still alive.

“You didn’t think that any of that was real, did you?” The man’s voice is deep, lyrical and practiced as he looks him in the eye.

“No?” Raylan raises his eyebrows, pinching the skin on the back of his arm just in case.

“It’s a shame, really, you two made a cute couple.” He smiles and snaps his fingers, bringing them to a rooftop bar in a warm climate. “If only things were different, if only we lived somewhere else, if only both of us had chosen two completely different walks of life!”

Raylan’s jaw drops as this man, this Q, reads his internal thoughts to him out loud.

“I’m here to let you off the hook, to let you know that there’s nothing you could have done differently to get that perfect little life with him you wanted so badly.” He turns into a flash of light and appears to be wearing shorts and a Hawaiian t-shirt while he sips on the straw of a tropical drink.

“I’m sorry, but what’s happening?” He takes his time looking around, taking in the sights and scents of chlorine and suntan lotion as scantily clad women litter each side of the pool.

“I don’t expect you to understand all that, Raylan!” He puts a hand on his shoulder, bringing him in close enough to whisper in his ear. “Now, I know you were raised in a fairly primitive time, so I’ll bring you up to speed a little to see if that helps.”

Another snap of his fingers and Raylan’s clothes turn into the suit he wore the day he killed Tommy Bucks on this very same rooftop.

“Am I dead?” Raylan pats his chest and abdomen, checking for any signs to indicate that he’d passed on when he wasn’t paying attention. Was his heart still beating? Was he in a coma? Was he high? Drunk? Dreaming?

“Not yet, but you’re close.” Q loosens his grip on his shoulder, pointing down toward the right side of his belly as a wound the size of a bullet hole forms, bleeding out onto his shirt.

“Shit,” Raylan whispers, grabbing a rag off the countertop as the liquid hot crimson blooms onto his shirt like a rose in springtime. He presses the cloth against his injury, desperately trying to absorb the blood, but it doesn’t take. He tosses it onto the floor and reaches for a different rag, dabbing at it spastically, but that doesn’t seem to help either. “Goddamnit.” His words fall on deaf ears as the Latin music in the background gets louder, the giggling voices growing in number as someone splashes into the pool.

“You should really be more careful, Raylan.” Q’s eyes focus on his stomach before traveling up to his face as he attempts to stay upright. “Looks like that could be fatal.”

“Who… who shot me?” He cradles his wound with his hand, an instinct that should leave his palm wet and dirtied with blood, but it remains clean as the day he was born.

“Does it really matter?” Q lets go of him and suddenly appears behind the counter, replacing the bartender. “What’s that old Earth proverb again? ‘Live by the sword, die by the sword’?” He waves his hand as if to brush off the subject entirely. “You should sit down.”

Raylan follows his advice, sitting on one of the barstools next to him as his legs begin to weaken. If there was any pain with this injury, he wasn’t feeling it. All he could sense was a faraway numbness spreading through his abdomen as the band continued to play that damn song, making him feel that much more insignificant. “How long do I have?”

“Long enough.” He slides a shot of whiskey across the counter to him. “I’ve been watching you, Raylan Givens.”

“Watching me?” He takes the shot and swallows, the warm liquid forcing him to feel something other than the odd emptiness this place filled him with. “Why?”

“For fun!” Q claps his hands together with a smile. “And after a few centuries, unlimited knowledge of the time-space continuum gets rather boring, I’m afraid. So I like to take little detours down important people’s lives to fill the free time.”

“Important people?” He coughs into his hand, feeling his muscles pull inward against the hole in his body before droplets of blood fall onto the counter.

“Shocked that you’re one of them?” He takes his empty glass and cleans it with the towel resting on his shoulder, setting it down on the shelf behind him. “That doesn’t surprise me, you weren’t exactly raised in a nurturing environment, now were you?”

Q steps out from behind the bar, gently taking his arm before walking him out to the cabana where Tommy Bucks is having a conversation with another version of himself.

“It all started here. This was the moment that changed everything for you; altered your path in life entirely, set things in motion you couldn’t even begin to comprehend. And who could blame you, really?” He took a loud, obnoxious sip of his drink.

“Tommy Bucks?” Raylan chuckles, staring at himself from outside of his body as he sits across the table from him.

“You made a choice that day when you woke up, but it didn’t start there, did it?” Q sits down on top of Tommy’s lap, unaware of his presence as he digs his fingers into his plate of half-eaten crab cakes before tossing them into his mouth. “Mmmm!” He closes his eyes and throws his head back in delight. “He wasn’t lying about these crab cakes, Raylan, they simply are exquisite! You should really try them!”

Raylan stares at him in disbelief.

“No? Okay.” He snaps his fingers and lets the scene play out, Raylan slowly counting down before shooting right through Q and into Tommy’s chest. Blood splatters through his body as if he were a ghost, bursting out onto the dishes and silverware between them. “You think this is where it began, because that’s where the paper trail starts, but you and I both know better than that.”

He jumps up on top of the table, no longer a phantom phasing through matter as his shoes crush the plate beneath them. “It wasn’t here that your life changed forever, was it, Raylan?”

The Miami restaurant melts away like a soft metal under extreme heat, shifting and molding into the coconut farm in Nicaragua. The sun drops in the sky to an evening placement, Raylan and the other man tied up against a palm tree as Tommy Bucks shoves a stick of dynamite into the man’s mouth.

“No,” Raylan starts, pointing a finger at him. “I don’t want to be here.” He turns on his heel, walking away from the scene he blocked out of his memory so many years ago, only for it to change location so that he’s now walking toward it against his will.

“Of course you don’t. Who would?” Q asks, a fresh coat of white sunscreen on his nose. “Before all of this, your moral compass was relatively due North. What happened here was unspeakable, and yet it made you who you are today.”

Raylan stares at Q, any excuse to get the image of that fuse quickly shrinking out of his line of sight. He can hear the man screaming, his voice muffled by the sizzle of the fire creeping toward him and the explosive in his mouth taped over his lips. He remembers droplets of sweat dripping down his temples only seconds before it happens.

Raylan recalls closing his eyes in that moment, leaning away from the explosion to shield himself from the debris, but Q won’t let that happen this time. No matter how tightly he shuts his eyelids, the image of his skull shattering from the inside out is on full display. His head seems to stretch before it breaks into a thousand pieces, hurling jagged shards of bone and teeth into the air surrounded by blood and brain like some sort of morbid piñata.

“He didn’t have to do that,” Raylan finally whispers after minutes of silence, his ears still ringing from the explosion. “I’d already told him what he wanted to know.”

“Humans are a savage and dangerous race, Raylan, especially back then.”

“Humans?” He feels his stomach begin to churn, wondering for only a second where Q is actually from. “Back then?”

“A lesser man would have quit the Marshal service and started a quiet life, gone into witness protection, transferred to another state across the country, or even wasted the rest of his life building a case against Buckley only to let the archaic justice system fail him like it has so many people before.”

Raylan falls to his knees and stares in silence, the body without a head pouring blood down its shoulders and arms onto the sand between its fingers. He watches himself scream and cry, his tears clearing a path down blood-splattered cheeks.

Q allows him to grieve, to feel everything he felt in that original moment all over again, taking his time to bring him back with a hand on his shoulder. “But you, having thought all those options through in that moment, decided against those things.”

“Look, what I did was,” he starts, wiping fresh tears off his face with the back of his hand.

“Justified?” Q grins, the wrinkles in his face crinkling into his eyes. “I know. This man’s precious life was cruelly taken from him, with no regard to who he left behind widowed or orphaned.” He bends his knees, lowering himself to Raylan’s level. “You tried desperately to talk to your superiors and colleagues about what you saw, about what it did to you as a person, but no one seemed to care. Not your boss, your government issued therapist, no one. Nobody wanted to listen to Raylan Givens.” He pauses and stands back up.

“‘Toughen up’, they said, ‘Be a man! Don’t cry.’ That’s what dear old dad used to tell you, too, isn’t it? Before he drank too much and raised his hand to you?”

Raylan stands up, unable to imagine dealing with Arlo after being forced to watch this again. He wants to raise his hands in protest against Q and his monologue, but he can't find the energy.

“You see, it isn’t just actions that are dangerous, Raylan, but words and ideas. These words form doctrines and ways of life to build societies as the rich elitists keep the poor and sick desperate for any scrap of hope they can get. Desperate enough to put a stick of dynamite in someone’s mouth to prove a point.”

“He had to be stopped,” Raylan defends.

“Oh, I know, as most humans do. And as horrific as this moment was, Raylan, it spurned that renegade spirit of yours into action and brought you back home.”

“Look how good that turned out.” He stares at the image of himself now talking with Tommy Bucks, dirt and blood mixed into his hair as he points a gun at him to get into the car.

“Better than you thought, actually. I know you often ponder what your life would be like if things were different after you arrived back home to Kentucky.”

Raylan furrows his brow, unsure of what he means.

“But just as the universe made choices for you, those dangerous ideas left Boyd feeling just as helpless. He became a product of his father’s environment, a true son of Harlan, seeing no other path for himself at that point. Even you couldn’t talk him out of it, no matter how hard you tried.”

“Then why did you even let me see that?” He asks, wishing he would just disappear and let him see Boyd again. “Let me feel him?”

“Because I’m feeling extra benevolent at the moment, considering your current situation.” Q reminds him of his wound that’s now stained more than half of his shirt a dull burgundy. “I know for a fact that he wishes things could be different, too.

Wait, what? Was he kidding?

“But we’re getting off track, cowboy. If you did have that in real life, what you feel life had stolen from you, then you wouldn’t have ever had HER.”

“Her?”

“Not too bright, are we, Raylan?” He pats him on the back sympathetically. “I’ll chalk it up to blood loss. I’m talking about your daughter, Willa.”

Right. Of course. Willa! Where is she? Is she okay?

“The only other person you think about more than him is your daughter, especially now that you’re close to the end.” He points to his belly. “Even though you felt you had to hide who you are, rest assured that she won’t have to, and neither will her children. It will take even more generations to get to a truly peaceful state, but,”

“I’m gonna be a grandpa?” Raylan cuts him off.

Q gives him a solemn look. “In a way. Your descendants will grow up to live in a society where they can love anyone of their choosing.” He snaps his fingers, clothing their bodies in matching navy blue jumpsuits.

A door appears in the middle of the farm, one that reminds Raylan of a Stephen King novel he read as a kid as it opens just before they walk through it. Raylan feels the temperature change as the tropical farm disappears, giving way to walls built of plastic and metal, surrounding them with lights blinking and flashing in rhythmic time. Q guides them down a catwalk, sliding down a metal ladder before stopping in front of a handsome man who looks to be about thirty years old. “Look familiar?”

“Shit, he looks a lot like me,” he observes, watching the man tinker with the knobs and buttons in front of him. He watches him work for a few minutes, typing in codes of letters and numbers as Raylan notices that they share the same distinct jaw line. His body type and skin tone are the same as his, too, and his hands are just about the same size. “He’s got Winona’s eyes.”

“Meet Charles Tucker the Third, your great great great grandson.”

“No shit.” Raylan stares at him as he looks right through him, waving his hand in front of his face in absolute awe. A great great great grandson, the thought had never once crossed his mind.

“Oh he can’t see you, by the way.” Q clarifies.

“Alright captain, that ought to do it!” Charles yells into the intercom, a southern drawl coloring his words.

“He sounds like me, too!” Raylan whispers, looking at Q expectantly.

“Charles here is one of Star Fleet’s brightest engineers, and goes on to escape his town, state, country and planet. He even shares intimate relationships with different alien life forms.” Q picks up a socket wrench, examining it carefully before setting it back down.

“You’re kidding.”

Q frowns, looking offended. “Would I do that? After all we’ve been through together?”

Raylan laughs and then coughs, this time with a force so strong it hunches him over, the blood leaving his lips falling through gaps of the grates in the floor.

“Now's the part where I can actually give you a choice.” His tone is harsh and distant. “You can live out the rest of your fantasy with Boyd, however long you have left before you succumb to your injury, or…”

Raylan falls onto the floor, the pain from the wound all the sudden electrifying every nerve in his body as he holds his stomach together with both hands.

“You can spend your last waking moments with your daughter, to say goodbye.”

Raylan looks up at Q from his spot on the floor, his grandson continuing to fidget with the machine and talk to someone else as if he wasn’t even there at all. He feels cold and alone, his body shaking as the blood from his body finally dirties the palm of his hand before he opens his mouth. “Take me back to her.”

“As you wish.” Q snaps his fingers.

[welkinsky]

Can I request Shisui Uchiha for your 100 follower event?? (I hope you write for him?!) And congrats for reaching this ☺️

Shisui Uchiha X Reader

Masterlist

A-Z Headcanon

Warning: 18+ Content

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

Shisui is a very kind person and once you both and do it and you're all tired, he'll make sure that he gets all the things to you or will run a bath for both of you to relax if you have enough energy left. And before you come back the sheets are already changed.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of their partner’s)

Your face. He LOVES to give you kisses all over your face. He adores it so much! Sometimes you catch him zoning out looking at your face in very serious conversations. Which you find adorable but others don't lol. He still can't help it.

You can accept waking up to him adoring or creasing your face in the morning. "You're doing it again" You say with a shy whining voice and cover your face.

He takes your hands off of your face and says in the same whining voice to mock you "Whaaat I like looking at your face, not my fault you're this pretty." And will probably laugh when you get even redder.

C = Cuddling

Oooh as much as he loves being the big spoon, also loves to just lay on top of you.

"Don't sleep again okay?" you asked him to which he answered "Yeah I'm not gonna sleep this time. So how was your day?"

If he's laying on top of you, he'll pass out mid-way your answer. He feels like he can let down his guard for once, it is soooo relaxing for him since he has to be on his toes the entire day.

D = Dirty Secret

He once walked in on you while you were pleasuring yourself. He wanted to but his eyes were stuck on you and the moment you moan his name. He had to go back and find a place to do, you-know-what.

He cannot confront you because it felt like he invaded your privacy.

E = Experience 

You could be his first. He is a ride or die kinda guy so he waited for the right one. You both experience new stuff together.

F = Favourite Position 

He likes you on top FOR SURE. Not a hard dom kind of guy *exceptions are there* so he loves it when you are in control but if you're too tired he WILL switch you over and give your a sweet kiss and then go hard, lol. That kiss was sorry for what is going to happen to you now.

G = Goofy

Okay, he IS THE FUNNIEST person you know. No cap. He has a good sense of humor and can make a good joke out of the most serious conversations to make you laugh. He also does it when you're too tense. Will MAKE a joke out of you being stressed! But he sometimes does this to hide how stressed HE is, so make sure to pay attention to him.

H = Hair 

Before you met him, it was a mess, almost a nest *oh that rhymes* Anyways, you introduced this guy to a thing called "conditioner" and bro his world turned upside down. Is so impressed with his own hair that he cannot stop playing with them as he talks in general.

I = Intimacy 

He is not much into PDA, not because he doesn't like it it is just that it doesn't occur to him. You take his hand he'll pull you in and walk with one hand across your shoulder. Kiss him on a cheek, he'll kiss you back on lips. So he has no problem with PDA he just doesn't remember if that makes sense.

Your emotional intimacy is something to envy. You two feel emotions so strongly for each other or for this relationship. If one is down then the other one CANNOT leave them or feels the worst for doing so. 

J = Jack Off 

Not that often, I mean he has YOU. But if you are on a mission or he is on a mission will do it and that too not that often.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He likes it when you tease him in public. Because it is just the two of you who know what is going on and nobody else. He will smirk and won't take his eyes off you *and later won't take his hands off you*

Apart from that neck kisses turned him on too, the ones right under the ear.

L = Location (Favourite places to do they do)

He. Will. Take. You. Anywhere. I mean not literally but literally. The waiter is taking too long and you've been teasing him the entire day, a bathroom trip it is, you two are chilling on the top of the mountain, make-out session? No problem. he covers it up with "we only live once" every time.

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

When you are nice to others. This really makes him realize how much of a gem you really are and you should be treated like one too. He'll be a soft romantic the entire day and a bit clingy too. Later at night, expect it too.

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

When someone is being rude to you or hurting you in general. He is not particularly mad at you AT ALL. But it really pisses him off and he loses it. He is kind in general, so it really makes him feel bad when people aren't nice and especially to you.

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

Oh, he LOVES receiving it! Bro this man is a hard dom for this and this only. He loves it when you moan with him in your mouth and when you look up at him and see how much you are enjoying it. Keep eye contact with him and you'll receive it all back 100X, eye contact turns him on that much!

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

He loves to go fast and pound into you but if it is more of an emotional one, then he'll be slow but still hard and deep. He can't do it half-assed after all!

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

He. Is. Always. Down. You have to mention it once and his 100% answer will be "Let's go, but where? Wait I know a spot"

No cap.

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

Again, he is not afraid to take risks, only if you're into it. But even if you are, he wants to make sure that you're privacy isn't compromised AT ALL.

S = Stamina 

The max you both went was 3 rounds and that is when you got tired. So chances are that he can go more, 4 maybe 5? It still is a mystery.

T = Toy

He likes handcuffs. He sometimes even use them when you're giving him oral. He likes to see how vulnerable you get and he is the one in control. But apart from that, he is open to anything.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He is not that much into him teasing you but you teasing him? Turns him on like hell! He'll get back to you by being rough when he finally gets the chance.

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

He only means enough for you to hear, his volume usually isn't that loud. He likes it when only you can hear it and bro, moan his name or moan in general in his ears and you are not going to walk straight the next day.

W = Wild Card (Just a random headcanon because I cannot think of anything starting with W)

He told you about the friend that he lost, pretty later in your relationship. You can see it on his face when he is sad or down about that. Just pull him in a hug and make him fall asleep or he won't stop thinking about it. He just wants your company, there is nothing that you or he can do to make it better than just you being with him.

X = X-Ray

He is kinda buffed. Like not hella buffed but still, he is. You love his chest muscles the most and his muscular arms hug too.

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

He doesn't have it that often but a very normal and healthy one. Tease him and he'll be down to do it for the next 3 days.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He can do it and then go on a mission, he doesn't get tired easily. So expect him to make sure that you're asleep and slide out to do a bit of paperwork. He never admits that he does and when you say that he does that he just cracks another joke and avoids the topic. He feels guilty about leaving you alone like that but he is not that free too so he needs to complete his work too.

[honeybomb4thebear]

Nsfw alphabet for Nekomaru?? 🥺👉👈

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH YES MY HIMBO. WOULDN’T WANNA BANG HIM BUT I LOVE HIM

Other anon who asked for the smexy himbo, here it is!!!

NEKOMARU NIDAI N//S*FW ALPHABET

A=Aftercare - What they do/act like after sex. ⦁ So soft uwu! He'll be so caring and handle you so well, you'll melt. Nekomaru is a caring person already, and it only increases after sex. Let yourself get spoiled by the himbo....

B=Bondage - Are they into BDSM, and how far they’ll go if they have a green light. ⦁ hMMm i get experimentalist vibes from him. Don't get your hopes up though, he isn't into it much.

C=Cum - pretty self explanatory. ⦁ ...Good luck because he cums a lot, like, a lot ❤ but he takes his time too, so... It's sweet yet salty at the same time, idk how

D=Dom - Are they dominant, submissive, a switch? ⦁ Without a doubt, dominant! He is one of the most dom characters in the franchise imo aksjdakdjahdkj he is so mature and understanding........

E=Edgeplay - Similar to ‘Kinks’ except it’s a lot riskier than usual kinks (knifeplay, breathplay, etc.). ⦁ Why do I feel like slight breathplay..? AKJSAKJAHSKJAH he isn't really keen on hurting you so slight choking is the best he can do

F=Fantasy - A fantasy of theirs (ex: a teacher/student fantasy). ⦁ Mutual masturbation. I feel like he'd love to watch you touch yourself while your half- lidded eyes are looking at him. What a sexy thing to get himself off to! He likes it when you guys do it while you are sitting on his lap too. To tease you, he will grind his dick against your sex. Sheesh, now that's just unfair... Dw though you two end up having sex after that

G=Got Caught - How they react when they get caught having sex. ⦁ I... Feel like he would not notice because he is too focused on you. OR, if he did notice it he'd let out a laughter while still telling the other person to get out.

H=Hot Spots - A place that drives them crazy when stimulated (EX: neck). ⦁ Nekomaru doesn't have a hot spot, even tho he knows all of your hot spots like the back of his hand. But it does turn him on when you touch and compliment his abs, though.

I=Intimacy - How romantic they are, or can be, before, during, or after sex. ⦁ He is blunt during sex, but that doesn't mean he isn't romantic. Like he would make jokes even without intending to make them, which causes you to giggle a bit. It's alright though he likes it when you laugh so he will talk about how cute you look when you laugh- it's kind of a pleasant rollercoaster, really.

J=Journey - Their ideal way of leading up to sex. ⦁ Cuddling, while watching TV was supposed to be all innocent yet you know that Nekomaru likes it a lot when it's not. It always leads to sex, without fail.

K=Kinks - I’ll list a few of their kinks, be they the normalized ones or kinkier kinks. ⦁ Slight scent kink. He doesn't mind sweat, like, at all. Y'know what I mean? ⦁ Also, mirror sex?? Is so hot??? For him??? Like wow. He likes showing you how beautiful you look while pounding into you. The full view drives him crazy, his thrusts get even more intense. ⦁ And finally, biting kink. He likes marking you, especially with his teeth.

L=Location -  Where they like to have sex at, do they like risky locations, etc. ⦁ Aside from bed, maybe some of the gym equipments? He likes combining sex and working out, so it'd very hot for him if he could take you from behind as you try to do some sort of a back work out. Is it too weird? Sorry lol

M=Masturbation - How they are when they get themselves off, what they get themselves off to. ⦁ His sex drive isn't that high so he does it when he gets random erections, I think. Like I said, he'd love to get himself off to your naked body, like right in front of him but if not he has to use his imagination...

N=NO - A few things that they will absolutely, under no circumstances, ever do. ⦁ Knifeplay. If something has to make you bleed, it will be his teeth so... Yeah.

O=On’s - Their top turn on’s that they have (things that’ll get them super horny super quickly). ⦁ Seeing you all turned on turns on him too. He just loves seeing you hot and bothered, he thinks you look so adorable and hot at the same time.

P=Position -  Their favourite position to have sex in. ⦁ That position where it's missionary but you put your legs on his shoulders, or he pushes them all the way back to your shoulders. Anything that combines exercising with sex, basically. ⦁ I just feel like he'd be willing to do Kama Sutra positions.

Q=Quickie - Do they like it, do they prefer quickies over actual sex, etc. ⦁ Not a big fan of them honestly. He likes to take his sweet time with you, enjoy you fully and just have fun with you. So yeah, he prefers actual sex for sure.

R=Rough - How rough they are, or get, when in bed. ⦁ He gets too caught up in the moment... So you will have trouble walking. But don't worry, he can do "it" to you anytime so that you become more energetic!!

S=Stamina - How long they can go before they tap out. ⦁ Y'all... He is keeping you up all night KJSHKJAHSDKHAKDJAH He works out a lot, he has a healthy diet and is a healthy boy with a strong body overall, you do the math.

T=Toys - Do they use toys, do they own them, what kind, etc. ⦁ Why can I imagine him demanding you to work out with a vibrator up your ass/coochie? I just... Can. So yeah, he owns vibrators. He says it he uses them on you for "exercising purposes" but you know that that's not it, at all.

U=Unfair - How much they tease you, how they tease you, etc. ⦁ He doesn't like seeing you in pain, but what he does like is seeing you all turned on.  This man knows everything about you. What turns you on, what turns you off, what pushes you over the edge... In other words, he has complete power over you. So yes, he WILL tease you, the exact way that will keep you up on your toes, the way that you will end up throwing your pride aside and beg for his sweet touch.

V=Volume - How loud they get when having sex, things they might say, etc. ⦁ He is quite loud actually, because he enjoys it fully. He is blunt during sex, I mean as always, but that just makes his compliments more geniune. Like you better believe him when he compliments your ass, belly and thighs.

W=Wild Card - a random letter for the character of your choice. ⦁ Nekomaru is the one most comfortable with his body, so I think he'd have absolutely no problem trying the costumes you bought for him. He is already super manly, so why would he be insecure? Buy him an erotic bunny costume he will laugh at first but will wear it nonetheless. It looks good on him too and he knows it---

X=X-Ray - How they look with their clothes off. ⦁ BURJ KHALIFAAAAAAAAAAAA. Seriously, be careful when you give him head, or you might just choke. It's 29 cm at length, 24 at girth. ⦁ Needless to say, he is muscular af. Himbo king of the Danganronpa, sorry Kaito

Y=Yearning - How often they need to have sex. ⦁ I doubt Nekomaru that is a horny boy, but I feel like he'd keep up with you. Like I said, you being horny turns him on as well so if you think about it, he does too. If you don't, he probably won't either.

Z=ZZZ - How quickly they fall asleep after having sex. ⦁ He is NOT sleeping 'til you, his little spoon, are sleeping peacefully between his muscular arms. Peacefully, so don't worry about getting crushed between them, you'll be more than okay.