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Headcanons on the 'casual' things you do with him that made him wish that there was something more between you.
CW š sfw, gn!reader, reader is implied to fit in Deuce's clothes in his part, pining
CHARAS š Ace Trappola, Deuce Spade, Jack Howl, Epel Felmier, and Sebek Zigvolt
AN š mostly* edited now šš
ACE TRAPPOLA ā you slept in the same bed?
Ramshackle isn't exactly known for having the best facilities or furniture, and that is a fact Ace has to make peace with whenever he gets kicked out by Riddle. It's always a little too chilly at night and the floors still creak beneath his feet. Even with a makeover, half of the beds are broken and that stiff couch downstairs is your next best bet at getting some semblance of sleep.
You insisted you really didn't mind sharing a bed at all and Ace took you up on your offer. In his words, "if you say so then!" Just create an invisible partition down the middle and the two of you should be fine. Sure, yeah, that'll be infinitely more comfortable than the couch, and Ace absolutely agrees. He repeats the thought to himself over and over againā this is supposedly the better alternative, isn't it?
Yeah, totally. He tries to convince himself that it's really not a big deal for him to be inches away from you at night and feel your warmth spreading through the sheets. God, you'd think he's a weirdo if you woke up and caught him staring right now, but he could always twist it into a dumb joke about your sleeping face looking like an ogre. Consequently, he would have to watch your face twist in annoyance and pretend he wasn't watching every rise and fall of your chest. He would rather lose his magic entirely than admit the ugly truth and make himself vulnerable to you.
Ace does realize he's being embarrassingly sappy and romantic, and he's disgusted at himself for these thoughts, but he can't help it. He can't change the fact your lips look so soft and your eyelashes are so pretty. This is freaking him out so much more than it should. Does this really mean nothing to you? Do really only see him as a friend? Fine, then the two of you are just friends sharing a bed then!
It's really nothing! Ace was the one who joked about it months ago, after all. But things (and his feelings) have changed and he cannot ignore that. Back then it wouldn't have been such a big deal, but now it is and he cannot calm his heart down no matter how hard he tries.
You're right there. It's not the first time he had to share a bed with someone but it's different now because it's you. He did the math and the two of you are only 10 inches apart. Ace almost reaches for you in his weakest moment until he remembers that the two of you are supposedly just two friends sharing a bed. You're doing him a favor by sheltering him for the night, that's all.
Ace retracts his hand right away at the very last second. He might have as well taken the goddamn couch (lest either of you wake up in each other's arms).
DEUCE SPADE ā he lent his clothes?
You came here with next to nothing. You had exactly one change of clothes and pocket lint for change, so Deuce, being the righteous and honorable student that he is, decided to lend you some of his clothes for the meantime. It's what a good friend would do! It's a temporary arrangement that would last only until Crowley spares enough change for you to buy another set of uniforms.
But this arrangement drags on for so long even when you have a functional closet and multiple sets of better-fitting clothes. Deuce never really noticed until recently that a third of your (albeit very limited) wardrobe actually belongs to him. But whenever you tug on his sleeves for his latest sweater, he doesn't have the heart to tell you no.
When he went home during break, his mom even noticed that certain sweaters and shirts had gone missing. "I left them at the college," he tells her as to not worry her. It's technically the truthā it's back with you in the college (and you're probably wearing them right now; the mental image is enough to fluster him all of the sudden when it never did before). He has to get them back eventually since those clothes are his. He's sure you wouldn't mind? Right?
Simply asking for them back is the difficult part for Deuce. You're there in front of him wearing one of his older shirts that fit snugly around your figure and he's at a loss for words. It's worn down and outright hideous as hell but the very first thought that comes to mind is that you look good in it.
Ah, yeah. You walk around campus on non-school days wearing his clothes 1/3rd of the time and nobody else knows that those jackets and shirts and sweaters and button-ups are all his. You make even the ugliest ones look good, or maybe it's because you're the wearer and you always looked good to him? Do his eyes need to be checked...? Deuce is tortured by these thoughts while merrily go about your day. You're laughing at something stupid that Grim said and he can't hear anything else. There's a fight in the courtyard but he can't see anything else. There's a midterm tomorrow but he can't think of anything else. You're too distracting.
When you finally do remember to return a shirt or two, Deuce tells you there's really no need to return them. He insists that they're better off with you, but you laugh and remind him that you're no longer the same pathetic charity case you were at the start of the year.
The truth is, your scent still lingers on recently returned shirts. It's the closest he'll get to being skin-to-skin with you, and Deuce is supposed to ignore that but he cannot. Or maybe he's the only one making this weird for the two of you because it doesn't seem to bother you in the slightest (and he's bothered by that).
But when Deuce looks at the recently returned shirts in his hands, he hopes he has a chance. He hopes you think of him as much as he thinks of you. He hopes the odds of him not actually liking you after all make your guts churn and set butterflies in your chest at the same time. He hopes he isn't the only one yearning for used shirts, lingering scents, and ghost touches. But at the same time, you've only ever asked these kinds of favors from him... Deuce doesn't want to assume anything, but a blush creeps upon his cheeks all the same and he continues to hope for more.
JACK HOWL ā you played with his ears and tail?
Beastmen weren't a thing back in your world, so seeing them regularly made you morbidly curious about their animalistic features. Jack was easily the best candidate to satisfy your intrusive thoughts because just who else could you ask about this? Leona wasn't exactly an option and Ruggie might rope you into some scheme of his. And Jack owed you a favor, after all, so this is what you decided to ask of him.
Jack's ears twitchedā did he hear you correctly? His face scrunches up in confusion because you barely knew each other for you to be asking something like this. How could you ask something so personal from him? It's in your innocently eager expression that he realizes what's going on... you just didn't know. Fine, it should mean nothing to you and thus he agrees to let you pet his tail and ears for five seconds. Maximum.
It's supposed to be a one time thing but he finds him involuntarily offering up his tail whenever you look him like that. He's not even sure how it got to this point. After all, there are romantic connotations of having your tail petted by someone else and... nevermind. Ruggie and Leona have started simultaneously teasing him over it the very moment they caught wind of this peculiar arrangement. It doesn't help that Jack's tail is particularly sensitive and reactive, but he keeps a straight face no matter how much it embarrasses him.
Jack doesn't understand why you're so fascinated by his tail and ears because there are so many others just like him. However, he supposes it's not an entirely terrible feeling, though, to have your fingers absentmindedly rake across his tail and hair as the two of you study. It's relaxing, even, but he won't tell you that. Jack will never tell you that it gives him goosebumps all over and makes him shiver whenever you play with his tail. Or that he's begun wondering what it would be like to have your hands elsewhere, or for him to touch you in similar ways in return.
He doesn't understand why he craves your company but doesn't question it either. All he knows is that your hands are so soft and gentle and that he likes the way the corner of your eyes crinkle when you smile in satisfaction. And when you hum a soft tune as the gap between the two of you closes, he wonders if he's the only one feeling this tension.
"Again?" Jack huffs. The pretext of this being a silly favor has been long forgotten. He should probably tell you soon that you shouldn't be doing this, but you just look so pleased with yourself when the two of settle down in a lesser-known corner of the library. The routine persists, the cycle continues. Hours later, the both of you have gone through multiple bags of chips, two movies on his laptop, and his tail is now comfortably curled around your abdomen as you read a book and he tends to his beloved cactus.
Again? Jack silently asks himself whenever he sees your face in a crowd. Could the two of you spend hours in a comfortable silence while the unsaid implications haunt him? He's started to ask himselfā were you just playing dumb at this point or just plain stupid? Or what if you had known all along and the two of you were just dancing around it?
EPEL FELMIER ā you kissed him?
Epel eventually learns to use the way others perceive him to his advantage; there's strength in appearing to be weak and striking when the iron is hot. Still, he couldn't help but wish to be seen for his talents and strength instead of his beauty at the first glance. The first assumption everyone makes of him, for god's sake, is that he's a fragile little thing from a rich family, and, quite frankly, he's sick of it.
So he's secretly delighted when none of his charms worked on you and you yank him by the ear for even attempting. A few curse words and rough shoves later, both of you are on the floor, grappling and wrestling against each other. The two of you are laughing so hard and swearing so loudly that you'll probably wake up the rest of Pomefiore at this rate, but neither of you care. It's just the two of you right now grasping at each other like your life depended on it.
It's a nice change of pace to be openly exchanging insults instead of restraining himself. He enjoys the comfortable rhythm the two of you shareā from all the brawls and the bantering and the hugs and to the kisses on the cheek. Yes, kisses. They started as simple thank you's after a few favors here and there, and just one of them is enough to make a mess out of Epel for weeks. Better yet, you only seem to be showering him with more and more of your attention and he relishes in it.
Ah, things are finally working out for him! He found someone he could confide in and he's sure that there's a spark between the two of you. By the end of the year, he might have someone to bring home and brag about to his relativesā
All the momentum halts when he sees you across the hall granting the rest of your friends the same levels of affection. From all the brawls to the bantering to the hugs and the kisses, none of those were ever solely his to take delight upon. It doesn't matter that he opened up to you about all his fears and insecurities because he was never special. You were just the kind of person who got along and felt comfortable with everyone around you, but Epel hates that he has no one to blame but himself. He willingly walked your warmth but it was never his to take.
It finally dawns upon him that you have never seen him in a romantic light and that was why you were so comfortable around him. In retrospect, the bond you two shared was more sibling-like than anythingā and believe him when he says he's incredibly grateful that the two of you were that close ābut it doesn't make it hurt any less to know that your affections never carried any romantic intentions after he had pinned for you for so long.
Even when he takes a step back, you're cruel in a roundabout way by continuing to be so kind and loving towards him. How was Epel supposed to make sense of your relationship after realizing he misunderstood you...?
And he also hates to admit this, but his self-confidence takes a huge blow from this. Epel genuinely thought he could be loved for who he was based on the time you spent together. It gnaws at him and eats him alive to finally know the truth, and sometimes he wishes he never found out at all.
SEBEK ZIGVOLT ā you wrote him love letters?
So, Sebek asked (demanded) to be penpals...
It's all because Lilia told him it would be a good exercise of diplomacy, he insisted. As the young master's bodyguard, he will have to be as courteous as possible even in unpleasant company. He also rationalized, admittedly partly because of you, that forging bonds with magicless humans may be a worthwhile endeavor after all! It's all rather suspicious (and you suspect his real intentions have something to do with your friendship with Malleus), but Sebek has never been one to lie about his intentions. If anything, the popular opinion was that he's a little too honest and should learn a thing or two about holding back.
There's something very unconventional in sending handwritten letters in this day and age of modern technology, but also something very romantic and fantasticalā much like the many fictional knights he had read about. It helps a lot that he's not directly confronted by the fact you are very much a magicless human who shouldn't be in NRC whenever he spills out his heart's contents unto multiple pages. It was a way for him to release his frustrations, celebrate his achievements, and talk about the dull, little things thats happened in his day-to-day life to someone who listened.
And listen you did. Turns out, when you're not subjected to his 1000 decibel shouting, Sebek is a rather earnest guy who worked hard and acknowledged others who also worked equally as hard no matter their disposition. To say the least, you understand why Lilia found it so entertaining to tease him.
It completely flies over his head that you had been flirting with him for months through these letters. Your everyday interactions with each other had been completely normal, so how was he supposed to notice?! It takes multiple rereads and many late-night discussions with the other Diasomnia dormers to decode and understand all the double entendres and hidden 'i love you's' in each and every letter. It was so needlessly difficult, but Lilia laughs in his face and pats him at the back for a job well-done.
"There's no way," he thinks to himself late at night and finds himself doubting Lilia's claims for once. But when Sebek steals a glance in your direction and you smile back in return, he's never felt weaker in his knees. You're absolutely and undeniably magic-less... but somehow you had casted a spell that made his chest tighten and shut him up. He hadn't even realized how much time he was spending with you and thinking about you when he wasn't.
Except nothing has changed in-person. You're acting like you hadn't meticulously hidden your affections for him in those letters, and he was starting to seriously doubt all of it. Yeah, were you event smart enough to pull off all that? As some magic-less human?
Actually... Sebek realizes that you are capable of outsmarting him after getting to know you much better through those letters. He's never been one to deny where credit it was due. Now, Sebek's just deeply ashamed that he failed to accurately assess your character before making judgements based on superficial traits. He knows better than anyone that you're witty, charming, brave, kind, beautiful, ambitiousā
Oh no.
Oh no.
Sebek simply explodes on the spot once he realizes that he had been oblivious to his own feelings for you too. He had thoroughly examined every aspect of this conundrum except from within. Quite embarrassing from an esteemed knight of the prince of nocturnal fae to be this slow, really.
@. Can you kiss me more?
. ā” Ft. genshin cuties & Twisted wonderland pretty boys
## gender neutral reader, Slightly suggestive, & Fluff
. ā” [ Breathless kisses ] Breathless kisses where the two of you don't want to let go of one another, arms pulling you both closer to one another's arms. The lack of air results in a slight sting of pain in your lungs that only adds onto the moment; the lack of oxygen causes a sense of dizziness to wash over both your bodies as you drown in the taste of their lips, like it's the only thing that mattered in that moment. Pulling away, only to gasp for air, huffing out deep breaths; as you both slowly regain somewhat of a ground for yourselves, regaining balance and sense once more; only to repeat the action from before.Ā
. ā” [ Playful kisses ] Unpredictable and sweet kisses that knock you right off your feet. He'd constantly find ways to sneak up on you and give you a small peck on your lips, watching the way you turn flustered; is a sight to truly behold and he will never get tired of it, constantly finding ways to surprise you. Your stunned expression as he captures your soft lips, whispering soft words of praise. Heāll stop only to see your shocked expression, completely flustered; unable to respond coherently.Ā
. ā” [ Fleeting kisses ] Fleeting kisses that last a moment but you both couldn't help but cherish. Kisses that leave you both craving more of each other's presence, already missing the feeling of his soft lips on your own. Longing the feeling of having the air knocked out of your lungs for a moment as he wraps his arms around you.Ā
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ā”. Synopsis : You've read plenty of storylines where the main lead asks the mysterious and ludicrously rich CEO for a contract marriage . . a common trope is it not? . . the pair stuck in close proximity, forced to get a long, as their ambition and drive for a certain goal slowly turns into love for each-other . . . this isn't one of those stories, this story starts at the end of one of those contracts, at the divorce . . but even so, why don't you stick around for the ride, and see how this goes along.
ā What to expect ? ! : social media au, mutual pinning, angry confessions, bittersweet endings, angst, fluff, comedy/slice of life, yearning, forced proximity(?), arranged marriage trope, contract marriage, mentions/usage of drugs, celebrity au, unresolved feelings , divorces , angry rain confessions , mid-life crises . . ā”
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āā there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin āā
āā .ā¦ synopsis Between shared love for literature and forbidden desires one mustnāt act on, love blossoms in the Ton, an unsuspecting, shocking match between the diamond of the season and most sought after gentleman (by the Mamas) of the year. What starts with friendship, then a relationship under false pretences, quickly tumbles into something that is scarily real.
In a Bridgeton-esque world, you and Jason have a meet-cute in the Wayne Manor Library.
āpt.2.į ...declarations of love?!
You and Jason canāt seem to keep the other out of their mind, and seemingly, out of each otherās presence. A book that leads to letters, a friendship toā¦declarations of love?!
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įÆā 's P.S. can you tell i struggle so much with names?
Of course! Thanks for the inbox. I have a heavy crush for Nigthcrawler, so I really wanna writing for him.
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Boyfriend Nightcrawler! Who whispers how much he loves you every time he cums inside you. He caresses your skin with a gentle devotion before telling you how beautiful you are, how wonderful you feel inside, how much he goes crazy every time he sees you. His eyes light up as he tell you how much he wants to cum inside you, fill you with his seed, see you so swollen with his children...
Boyfriend Nightcrawler! Who can cum just with the sound of your voice, he feels dirty every time he feels a soft tremor running through his body with your goodnight audios, seeking to reach climax in the darkness of his room. And yet, he will be ready for another round the moment he hears his name again between your lipsā¦ He may have to go to a Confession soon.
Boyfriend Nightcrawler! After an especially long mission, he just wants to get lost between your legs. He's so exhausted from all the superhero work. Please let him forget each and every one of his problems right in the place he wants to be. Underneath you, absorbing your salty nectar, feeling your hips bouncing on his tongue, and accepting everything you are capable of giving him.
Boyfriend Nightcrawler! Who has the appearance of a demonā¦ And he's quite willing to use it to his advantage. This guy admits he doesn't have many kinks, but biting is his thing. He tries to convince himself that it's not a sense of possessionā¦ but everytime he sees the marks on your pristine body his skin crawls and his breathing quickens. You make things he didn't think possible ignite in him. And yes, he use his tail, too.
Boyfriend Nightcrawler! Who is completely willing to let you take control. Please, ride him like a rodeo bull, tear at his skin without shame, lick his tears of pleasure like they're candy. Take everything from him, because there's no way he'd be willing to accept any less. Make sure you take everything he gives you, because he's going to take everything from you, too.
Boyfriend Nightcrawler! Who usually appears by your side at the exact moment you tell him you feel hot. Who is available for you 24/7 and has no complaints about it.
Boyfriend Nightcrawler! Who is genuinely mean. Darling, he is a wonderful man, but also desperate. He wants you to whisper his name. He wants you to only think about him while you cum, to become incapable of climaxing on your own. Can you please forgive him for that?
Boyfriend Nightcrawler! Who just wants to be there for you.
Author's notes. I hope you like it, really thank you so much for making me write more about Nightcrawler, my mom gave me life but he gave me the will to live it. Muack.
Grateful to @whateverithinkof for helping me with the correction and grammar, they really helped me a lot here.
I should have posted this a long time ago jdksajdkas. I'm going to make a grid at this rate.
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more leo valdez smut hcs please queen š«¶š¼ but like maybe as a sub / switch ?
ā Sub/Switch headcanons ! ā ā leo valdez !
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warnings: nsfw/sfw content.
ā ā¦ pairing: leo valdez ! reader.
Leo is a natural flirt but a nervous lover. That confident, cocky attitude? Half of itās a mask. When things turn seriousāclothes coming off, your gaze dark and hungryāhe goes quiet. Flushes red. Fidgets with the hem of his shirt. He wants to please you, but thereās a flicker of fear under his skin that heāll mess it up. You taking the lead? That destroys him in the best way.
Heās a switch with a sub-lean, emotionally and physically. He can take controlāand when he does, itās intense, teasing, a little chaotic. But where he really thrives is under your hands. Not because he wants to be used, but because he wants to give you control. He trusts you to make him feel safe enough to fall apart.
He whines when you praise him. Whisper how good he looks, how good he feels, and he lets out these shaky little soundsāhalf laughter, half broken moan. His fingers clutch the sheets. His hips buck. Heāll crack a joke with flushed cheeks but you can see the way it hits, the way he aches for validation.
Leo is touch-starved. Physical affection unravels himāespecially gentle touches while heās vulnerable. Your fingers in his hair while heās inside you. Your nails dragging lightly down his chest. Your lips on his forehead, whispering mine. It breaks him open in the most beautiful way. Heās not used to being treasured. When you do? He melts.
He loves being tied upābut only if itās intimate. No cold restraints or strict rules. Just your hands, your silk scarf, your weight on his hips while he looks up at you like youāre the sun. Let him feel owned, not used. He wants to give you his everything, and heāll fall apart if you make him feel safe while he does it.
Heās obsessed with your reactions. If you take charge and moan his name while heās buried inside you, it destroys him. His hands twitch. His hips stutter. He wants to make you come so badly it physically hurts. Heāll do anythingālet you use his face, his hands, his cockājust to see you unravel on top of him.
He gets sensitive fast. Especially after you make him come hard. Heās twitchy. His thighs shake. His voice goes wrecked and high when you keep touching him after. But he lets you. Clings to you. Looks up at you like you hung the stars, moaning your name every time you draw another wave of pleasure from him.
He wants to feel wanted. Thatās the heart of it. Leo gives so muchālaughter, invention, fireāand what he craves most is someone who will take care of him back. So when you do? When you pin him down with love, ride him until he cries, worship every inch of his skin like heās worth something? Thatās what makes him yours.
Leo is so loud when youāre on top. Itās not just the moaningāitās the broken little gasps, the stammered curses, the desperate, needy whimpers every time you sink back down on him. He clutches your hips like a lifeline. His head tips back, curls damp with sweat, mouth open and eyes fluttering every time you roll your hips just right.
He begs without realizing it. āPleaseā slips out between groans, not even directed at anything in particular. Heāll paw at your waist, mouth kisses to your throat, hips bucking up into you with this pathetic, breathless desperation that says everything his jokes wonāt.
He gets embarrassingly close way too fast. When heās overwhelmed emotionallyāwhen you take charge, when you kiss him like he mattersāit goes straight to his cock. His hands tremble. His voice breaks. He says your name like a prayer and gasps when you clench around him, because heās already right there. He lasts longer if you let him whimper a little. If you tease him. If you edge him while praising how pretty he sounds.
Leo is completely obsessed with praise. Tell him heās doing good. That heās beautiful. That no one makes you feel like he does. Heāll whimper into your mouth and melt under your hands. That desperate need to be enough runs deepāand when you show him he is, his eyes get glossy, voice shaking, thrusts messy with the effort not to come too soon.
Heās subby when overwhelmedābut naturally switchy when confident. If youāve been riding him slow, kissing him deep, and telling him how much you love his sounds? Heāll be wrecked. But once youāve coaxed out that little spark, he might flip you over with a cocky smirk and thrust in hardānot to dominate, but to chase the high of making you fall apart next.
Leoās a mess for overstimulation. After heās come once, heās pliant, flushed, pantingābut so sensitive. You slide back onto him, and he whines, whole body twitching, hands shaking where they grip your waist. He canāt stop gasping. His pupils are blown wide. He begs you to slow downābut he doesnāt mean it. Not really.
He lives for grinding, especially when you take control. You keep it slowādeep, wet circles of your hips, kissing his neck, whispering how full he feels inside youāand he loses it. Heās grabbing the sheets. His toes curl. He cries out, overstimulated and aching as you drag him back to the edge over and over.
Leoās cock jumps when you moan for him. Especially if youāre dominant. The moment you lose controlāgripping his curls, grinding faster, chanting his nameāhe goes feral. His whole body tightens. He grabs your thighs, thrusts up into you once, twice, and whimpers when he starts to come again, cock twitching as he spills inside you, breath hitched and voice wrecked.
Heās insatiable when heās secure. You comfort his jealousy, ride him slow, worship his bodyāand afterward? He pulls you back on top, cock still twitching, voice hoarse and trembling, āOne more?ā Even if heās sensitive. Even if it hurts a little. Because when heās being loved like this? He never wants it to stop.
He loves being usedābut only by someone he trusts. You wrap your hand around his throat. Ride him while he whines. Tell him not to come until you say so. He stutters, breath caught in his throat, hands limp at his sides. He wants it so bad it makes him shakeābut only because youāve already shown him itās safe to fall apart in your hands.
He gets clingy right before he finishes. Whispers turn into begging. He wraps his arms around your waist, pulls you down so youāre chest-to-chest, panting, twitching, voice gone high and wrecked as he sobs your name and comes deep, hips stuttering in helpless thrusts while you whisper how good heās doing.
Leo gets full-body shaky after intense sessions. You hold him. He buries his face in your neck, still breathing hard, still flushed and twitching as your walls flutter around his softening cock. His fingers draw slow shapes on your hips. He kisses your shoulder, dazed and euphoric, and just lets you keep him close.
Heās addicted to you taking care of him. Not just the teasing, the control, the overstimulationābut the way you kiss his chest after. The way you stroke his hair while he comes down. The way you tell him he was good, that you love him, that youāre not going anywhere. Thatās what makes him tear up. Not the orgasmāthe love.
He wants to be ruined, but never discarded. Thatās the line. Leo can be edged, tied up, teased ātil heās sobbingābut only if he knows youāll wrap your arms around him after and whisper āMine.ā Only if you kiss his face and hold him while his body shakes. Because at the core of all that teasing fire? Is a boy who wants to be chosen, over and over, even when heās wrecked.
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the amount of intense emotional connection youād have with your s/o when you have sex is gonna be crazy. i already feel so emotionally connected with my s/o hereā¦
now imagine being up close so vulnerable and raw and just open with each other during our private sacred moment. just us two. oh my god. i feel one with him. the insane amount of energy together. itās not just the pleasure but the bonding. like youāre in me, im full of you. that sealed it for me. no other man can ever compare. thatās the love of my life. my other half.
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men who know theyāre big, so they always wind up smirking at you when they watch the way your expression drops with the first feel of their heavy cock through their slacks, even going as far as to roll their hips up into your palm so you can get a real feel of what youāve gotten yourself into
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men who donāt know theyāre big, so they canāt help but find themselves embarrassed and flushing to their chest when you get the first glimpse of their cock springing out from their underwear and you gasp out loud, almost nervous you canāt take all of it while theyāre just hoping your expression isnāt because youāre disappointed with what youāre seeingā¦.
š š¦šššš šš :: their cocks
šššš”š¢šššš :: leo v. percy j. luke c. jason g. frank z.
šš¤ :: 17+,, again ā it's talk about their dicks
šš š¬ :: learn from this dicktionary
ā šeo š£aldez š„
#a15c5c
leo's a proud happy trail owner. loves it if you're obsessed with it. thick, dark, and curly base. doesn't usually trim ā at least never to zero. if you like it short..? he can make some arrangements. lengthwise, he's on the shorter side, 5.4 - 6 i, but grithwise? 5.5 in...so yeah. slightly curved to the left. has the cutest mushroom tip that he loves to leave poking out of his boxers and jeans for you to see if you two are alone in the workshop or alone in one of your guys' cabins. his balls look sooo delicious and heavy, not that hung though. loves "accidentally" creaming against the side of your thigh while helping you melt some metal. has creamy, runny cum.
ā šercy šackson š
#d17b78
neatly trimmed, short, black, and straight against his tan skin. percy's around 6.2 - 6.8 in. girth's a good 4.3 in. round tip that he cannot stop rutting between your tits and admiring his thick cum sprouts coating them. cue to cumming on the spot if you shyly touch his slit or even better, kitten lick it mid his thrusts into your tits as he squeezes them together. he 100% licks his cum off your tits or spreads it around with his fingers. normally hung? his scrotum isn't that tight.
ā šason šrace ā”
#bc8f8f
clean-shaven. always. he's serious about his appearance everywhere. if you say you like it a bit hairy, though? a few months later, he's early out training ā shirtless; a neat blond happy trail going down to a place that makes you very happy. he's in between 6.9 - 7.4 in. girth's 5 in. slightly upwards curved. mushroom tip like leo. low scrotum. goes feral if you run your nails along his happy trail and tease the rim of his boxers that are visible from his gray sweats. has a thing for letting his runny cum ruin his sweats after too much teasing ā the thrill of being like that in public (and as a strict rule following person in general) does something to him ngl.
ā šuke šastellan š”ļø
#e6a0a7
luke's the biggest one of the bunch ā that's just the truth. 7.9 - 8.2, though he's probably the least girthiest, like 4.1 in, and that's fine, Luke's specialty is drilling anyways; something he'll always satisfy you with,,, tapered tip. he's the most hung, lowest scrotum + biggest balls = perfection. naturally, he's obsessed with ballplay. be it you paying special attention to his boys with your tongue and sucking them into your mouth with drool dripping down his crack, or riding him with his and your cum just sliding onto them.
ā šrank š§hang š¹
#b56576
frank's the smallest of them, but hey, it's how you use what you're given sooo... he's around 4 - 4.7 in long, though he's the second girthiest at 5.3 in. slightly pointed tip. not that hung, scrotum is high. adores attentive handjobs! he can't get enough of his girlfriend being so careful,, then asking him if it's okay to squeeze or go quicker?? he's falling apart and nodding. pulling you closer for a kiss, whining into your mouth as he nuts the prettiest shade all over your delicate fingers.
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