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ᯓ For a life split between training, sleep, and servitude since birth, it’s unsurprising that these types of activities have not come across Wamuu’s schedule too often. Kars’ doctrine demands total commitment, of the flesh and the mind.

ᯓ I wouldn’t put it past him to be a virgin frankly. Maybe in the past, there have been slip ups where he caught sight of something…. Particularly delicious. Typically though, the threat of discipline keeps him from straying too far.

ᯓ Lusty? No, it’s a need to feel you come undone— to see his superiority over a little human reinforced.

ᯓ Fast learner. Even if he doesn’t have experience in the sensations you seek, he will gain it through you: instruct him, show him how you touch yourself. You like the feeling, don’t you? Why? Tell him.

ᯓ Once he has it nailed, how to make you tick, it’s a massive point of pride for the Pillarman. Though he’d mask it in teases.

ᯓ Seeing you in pain does nothing for him, unless it’s pain from the mounting pleasure of him manipulating your most sensitive parts. Not into anything that would outright hurt you.

ᯓ Orgasm denial. For both of you.

ᯓ Training, he calls it in soft, tight breaths, his thumb slipping over your wet tip/clit for what must be the hundredth time as you grasp into the sheets, his own hand on his fat, weeping cock. You have to resist the urge to tip over the edge. He’s doing it with you and he isn’t close. Are you that weak?

ᯓ Even if it is “training”, he can have fun. Without much effort, he can pin your hip down with one hand and tease you until you’re babbling, sobbing for the great Wamuu to please let you cum.

ᯓ Nips more than he bites. He doesn’t create the biggest hickies, but likes dotting your chest and hips. Almost the size and shape of fingerprints.

ᯓ Likes your sensitive neck, and anywhere he can see the tightening of muscle. Calves. Pecs. Biceps. Any of them. Can’t resist how your waist looks in his hands either.

ᯓ Wind play? Temperature play-ish. Tendrils of cool air curl around your limbs, graze your wet folds/pulsing length, raising goosebumps.

ᯓ Let it pin you to the bed, squirming and shivering in place. It drives him insane.

ᯓ Favorite position is anything he can see your face, but is somewhat partial to holding your legs open in a V when you’re receiving, he likes holding your ankles.

ᯓ (I think Wamuu would be more likely to bottom than Kars, but it is still a once in a blue moon scenario. Treat it reverently.)

ᯓ Though once he gets over your humanness (and himself, really), he does enjoy serving you. Laying on your back, his arms snaking up your torso as he goes down on you like a man at an altar.

ᯓ If you haven’t been interested in it earlier, he is interested in anal play.

ᯓ There’s something that soothes the old values of dominance he’s internalized. Perhaps it’s the whimpers you make when he preps you, the soft skin of your ass, the way you shiver as he pushes inside you for the first time. Tight, shaky, so adorable and small in his grasp (AGAIN, the Pillarmen are like 8-9 feet tall. Idc how you look, all readers are getting their shit rocked by them if they so desire).

ᯓ Fat dick, large like the other Pillarmen’s, proportional to his size. I don’t think any of them can resist brushing their fingers over the spot in your abdomen where the head of their length is spearing you.

ᯓ Ownership. He truly owns you, him and his lords, and he lets you know.

“Your body reacts so much at the slightest touch… are humans really so weak?”

“My little one. Hold still.”

“Now. Thank the great Wamuu for deciding to play with you.”

ᯓ He likes seeing your body marked with his seed, inside and out— perhaps a bit of a fetish for it. Cums quite a bit too.

ᯓ Grits his teeth, moans when he finishes. Sometimes there’s a hiss, like the breeze across leaves. Holds you so tight, you fear you might break a few bones.

ᯓ Very careful and concerned about aftercare. Sore? Let him massage your muscles after a bath. Really likes to feel the soft slip of your wet skin beneath his palms.

ᯓ Chances are if you both serve the upper two, you’re going to be needed soon. But he has the experience— don’t worry, he’ll take care of both of your tasks. (You may owe him later.)

INSTANTLY matches your vibe when you flirt. And I mean instantly.

He will no doubt revel in your attention, and wonder how in god's name he was able to find someone who loved to flirt as much as he did. He no doubt finds himself lucky, because he is!

At the beginning of your relationship, I imagine he'd be very surprised that you never shied away when he teased, charmed or courted you. But the surprise would almost turn into shock when you fired back with as much fierceness as he did, and suddenly he goes quiet.

"Ah- well, naturally. I do tend to have such an effect on people."

This man can't get enough of romance, and will dedicate most of his days - when he's not busy of course - to look into your eyes as he listened to and answered your flirting.

He liked getting competitive with it, always firing back with something even more flirtatious. The back and forth would thrill him, and it never failed to make him smile.

If you somehow out-flirted him, he'd be a flustered, stuttering mess. But don't fret, he loves every single second of it.

Although he likes to get flirtatious and playful, he will always make sure you know that every word he speaks is full of the most sincere affection he has, and if you tell him the same his heart will melt.

He is absolutely delighted that he finally met someone who can keep up with him and match his energy. He never wants to let you go!

Now if you're touchy, not only that but if you actually initiated the small touches, he'd immediately be flustered.

Your hand is on his chest? He's blushing wildly but he insists it's just the weather! You're playing with his hand? Such an intimate little touch but it's all he can think about for the rest of the day!

He will never stop you from touching him, and if you don't touch him first there's no doubt in my mind that his hands will already be somewhere on you.

Polnareff is the type of guy to never want to overwhelm his partner, but seeing as you're as into it as he is, he couldn't be more lovestruck. Nothing in the world can convince him that the two of you weren't meant to be.

Sometimes you'd put your palm flush against his leg when the two of you sat together, and his train of thought would just either change direction to focus on your hand, or just stop altogether.

If you could see he was somehow getting uncomfortable with something, you'd immediately notice and put a hand on his back, reassuring him that no matter what happened, you were right here by his side. Words couldn't express just now much he appreciated that.

Although he'd get flustered by your touches, he always wore the biggest smile when you did so! Now if said touches were to turn a little more spicy, his brain would shut down immediately.

Your hand would be travelling up his thigh, and he would immediately freeze, every coherent word or thought seizing to exist at that exact moment.

If your hand traveled up his nape, pulling him down to your level as you whispered something extremely flirtatious into his ear, he'd be all but putty in your hands.

You could easily have him wrapped around your finger, his dignity at your mercy and his existence laid bare, but he wouldn't have it any other way!

Giorno Giovanna

Thinks he's very good at keeping a straight face, but there are some tells that the people who know him well will definitely catch.

One eyebrow twitches and his hands are folded, holding his head up as he does his best to concentrate on whatever is being said.

Though yes, he has some tells, they aren't too obvious. It's mostly the way he shifts his body, giving you better access and shielding your arm from view plus the way his breath hitches at the initial touch that are the most obvious factors.

Can't look you in the eye, because he knows the moment he does the tiniest pink hue will dust his face, giving away just how much he's enjoying your little display of affection.

He won't outright stop you, but if you go too far he might put his hand over yours, just to keep the meeting going. After all, his work is important, and as the boss he has a responsibility to not only listen but to know every detail of what is being said.

If you do cup his nether regions he'll accidentally inhale sharply but he plays it off quite nicely.

He'll lightly scold you afterwards, but when you smile at him and tilt your head he'll sigh and kiss your forehead.

"What am I gonna do with you?"

Bruno Bucciarati

This man will keep the straightest face he can muster up. You honestly think it doesn't affect him, but his heart is hammering in his chest.

His ability to keep his composure and have that ironclad resolve is honestly impressive, and a little boring to be fair. You expected more of a reaction, and he knows it.

If your hand does travel a bit too far, and you happen to make direct contact, he will cough. He feels your pinky grazing his family jewels and only then will his composure crack just slightly.

You are being so sneaky with your pokerface and the way your eyes are avoiding direct eye contact with him. He's almost proud would it not be for the fact that you were being so frisky in front of his team.

He feels your nimble fingers reach for the zipper of his pants, and he knows he has to stop you.

"Do you have anything to add to the meeting, amore?" His voice sounds strained, but you're the only one who hears that.

He's able to keep a straight face, but the moment the meeting ends he asks for you to stay behind. The second the door closes and everyone is out, he pins you to the nearest wall and whispers in your ear. "You think you're so sneaky. Don't worry, amore. I'll give those wandering hands something to hold onto."

Leone Abbacchio

Is a master of keeping a straight face, and isn't ashamed to show this.

He will sneak a couple of glances at you from the corner of his eyes, all the while fighting not to smile or smirk.

You wouldn't now it just by looking at him but he's actually such a sucker for interactions like these, and the further and further your hand travels, he'll seem more and more relaxed.

He's straight up leaning back, letting you touch whatever you want without actually letting you make contact.

The moment your hand gets too close, his hand grabs your wrist and he stops you.

He whispers in your ear how you should focus, telling you that whatever you had planned can wait until later, a promise he has every intention of keeping.

If you don't listen to this, he will get a bit annoyed. He doesn't like to repeat himself, and thus giving you the silent treatment until you understand your lesson.

Though that isn't to say he wasn't amused, and he actually loved how bold you were. Hats off to you for making him react the way he did.

Guido Mista

Not unlike Abbacchio, he actually enjoys your touches. He just can't keep a straight face about it like he could.

As he felt your hand on his thigh, he sighs heavily like "Here we go." as he prepares himself for whatever you're about to do next.

He enjoys it so much, that he gives you full access without making it too obvious, his legs spreading further just that much more to silently tell you that he was willingly and completely under your mercy.

When your hand touches his groin, he's already hard. Shamelessly too.

If the others notice how his leg is bouncing a little too much, or how his cheeks have turned pink, he already has a couple of excuses lined up. But when they actually ask about it, he stutters and struggles to get the words out.

"Nah I'm fine. Just feeling sit." He meant to say sick or hot, but accidentally mixed the two and is now utterly embarrassed.

If he's feeling up to it, he might start touching you too, but he knows he'll start blushing like a maniac so he only does it when he's 100% sure he can keep a straight face.

When the two of you are alone, he'll get that smirk he gets and tell you in agonizing detail just how much he enjoyed it. He's definitely a freak for it.

Narancia Ghirga

Gets nervous immediately. One touch and his face is already entirely red.

Poor guy can NOT keep a straight face, and his hands will start to shake from the feeling alone.

He would love to be one of those smooth types who can just take it and sit there with minimal reactions, but he just can't. He gets easily excited and flustered.

His fingers will start to fidget with the nearest object as he tries his best to keep his composure, his breath growing more and more rapid by the second. He hopes no one will see and that no one will ask.

Worst case scenario is that if someone does ask, he will excuse himself and rush to the bathroom, hoping no one saw the bulge in his pants.

He can't look at you. He will make it his new life mission to keep himself from even peeking at you, knowing what the outcome would be.

If your swift fingers happen to reach more than just his leg, he'll accidentally scream out. Don't blame him, he's a very sensitive man with a lot of feelings.

When you're out of eyesight, he'll immediately bury his face into your neck, whimpering and begging you not to stop. He needs this.

Pannacotta Fugo

His mouth would instantly open just slightly, his lips hanging agape as he felt the tender touch of your fingers on his thigh.

He takes a deep breath, but his face is already red, blushing like a teenager who just found out girls are real.

His hands will scramble to keep yours from going any higher, but because he can't seem to find a way to stop your hand without making it look obvious, he knows he just has to take it.

Like Narancia, he can't make himself look at you, fearing how the outcome would just result in him getting more flustered.

Starts to actually sweat imagining how the others will find out and he'll have to come up with an explanation.

His shoulders are trembling just slightly, but somehow the risky nature of it all actually excites him quite a bit. But he wasn't gonna tell you that, fearing that it might just fuel your confidence.

The rebellious feel of it all makes his heart beat faster and faster, until he inevitably succumbs to your sweet and soft hands.

His thoughts are so entirely focused on your touch, that although it is unlike him, he doesn't actually get to hear much of the words being said at the meeting. He will need to request a transcription later on if necessary.

When alone, he'll ask why you did what you did, but before you even get to answer his lips will already be planted on yours.

Trish Una

She doesn't really show it, but I suspect she's kind of a freak.

She's totally the type of woman to secretly invite this sort of behavior, and will not shy away from your touch.

Though she will be a bit flustered, she won't be too nervous about it. She trusts you and your touch, and she knows you'll take good care of her even through rebellious acts like these.

Likes to act all innocent and harmless, but if your hand starts to pull away she'll gently grab it and guide it to where she wants it most.

She's good at keeping a straight face, but if someone were to ask she always has a perfectly good explanation for everything, all the while her toes are curling from the sheer intensity of it all.

She loves your ability to make even the most boring meetings or gatherings into the most thrilling experiences, and she appreciates your talent to keep things interesting. What she hates most is when something is boring, and if you have the capacity to keeps things from getting too dull she'll love you even more for it.

Though she does put up a good pokerface, she does have a tendency to let her breath slip and hitch, something she mentally tells herself she needs to work on.