𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 is both a sadist and a masochist. you can not tell me this man wouldn’t use his metal jaw at all while you two are goin’ at it, trust me when i say he’s gonna put it to good use.

he gets so heated when he sees his bite marks on you. he wants to show all the others just who you belong too, so expect to be marked everywhere. everywhere. he’s very territorial when it comes to his stuff, and you’re going to be included.

also LOVESS being marked on himself. he wants you to bite him until he bleeds, and he won’t take anything less. he’ll literally cum his pants immediately when you do, he also likes to show who he belongs too.

this is unpopular, but I just feel like hank would love to be bottomed out. you on top of him bouncing on his hard cock is a sight for sore eyes for him, because he knows full well he could take control if he really wanted to. he could quite literally pick you up and flip you over in seconds, but you have him wrapped around your finger so much that he lays there and enjoys himself. another note, he’s known to be quite selfish, so it makes since for him to lay there in lust while you do all the moving.

but don’t get me wrong, that doesn’t mean he’s in it for himself either. hank absolutely adores to see your face in euphoria. when your eyes roll at the back on your head as he fucks into you makes it intoxicating for himself as well. he’s so determined to have you yell out his name, and rivals at the fact that he’s the one making you feel good. it gets him going so much, the fact that you come to him to fuck you raw and no one else, because no one can do it like he can.

speaking of feeling good, this big guy has so much stamina that you both will be goin at it for HOURS. he’ll stop when you stop ofc, but man.. if you refuse so tap out you are GONE by the time he’s finished with you. hank has so much pent up aggression that the only way he can let it out is by killing (ofc) and fucking. when he’s so built up in lust, that’s all he can think about when he sees you. fuck. fuck. fuck.

WEAR HIS STUFF. this will drive him absolutely wild. hank is a very big dude, so seeing you in his jacket that very clearly to big for you does…something for him. not only that, but it transfers his scent onto you, which he adores. swear if he sees you in one of his spare shirts, you will not escape his grasp for a while. loves to fuck you while you wear his clothes, it honestly might be one of his main kinks.

loves to manhandle you, so expect to be tossed around in a lot of places. he won’t be too rough to the point where it’ll hurt you, but just know the both of you won’t stay in the same spot or the same position for long. does not care if you make a ruckus because of this, either. in fact, he wants others to hear what y’all are up to, so that they know not to mess with what’s his <3

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐃 is a bit more tame out of the group, but don’t let that fool you. he can be an absolute freak if you so wish.

he has such a size kink. man comes in a huge package, so seeing you underneath him as he can quite literally just hold you down with one hand has him feel things he’s never had before. loves the fact he can just bound both your hands with his big one.

speaking of size, san-man loves to see just how well you can take him in, despite you being so small. he praises you and tells you that you do such a good job for him, and seeing the bulge in your tummy as he pushes in all the way has him seeing literal stars. cannot fathom how amazing you look.

this guy lives to serve, lemme tell you. we already know that sanford is a very determined man, so when he has his mind dead set on something, best believe he will get it accomplished. that includes marking you cum as many times as he can! he loves seeing your face and hearing the noises you make.

adores giving you head.. literally could stay down there all day and night if he could. he gets so drunk off the way you taste, and get even harder when you finish in his mouth. he just wants to taste you over and over and over again.

PLEASE suck and play with his chest. dude is big and buff, so he has a lot of body to love and share. he gets so flustered and riled up when you do, it’s one of his sensitive spots. when you lick and squeeze his pecks, he always has to stop you because before long, he could finish right then.

also, if you want to turn sanford on? be soft to him. seriously, seeing you all sweet for him drives him WILD. he’s so vanilla, and he kind of takes pride in that. he doesn’t just want to have sex, he wants to make love. so make sure you kiss him, and whisper to him that he’s doing you so good. hold him tight and close. he will lose his damn mind.

switches up so easily, it’s humorous. we all know sanford to be quite loud and boisterous; always feeling the need to announce himself. be it friend or foe, you know when he’s in the room by the sheer boom his voice develops when he speaks. don’t let such an action fool you, however. when you both are alone, you can tell sanford is feeling lustful by his tone. he gets quiet and, funny enough, a bit shy. also not that loud in bed because of this, but you don’t mind. in fact, it’s actually quite cute how you can make such a loud man go quiet at the sight of you. <3

𝐃𝐄𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐒 is a whore. plain and simple. doesn’t give a shit about it either, everyone likes what they like, right? he may be a cocky and flirtatious dude, but once you get him in the sheets? it’s all fair game from there. that person that was teasing you constantly in front of your co-workers is completely separate once you tend to his needs and wants.

firstly, he his the exact opposite from sanford when it comes too vocals. when he’s out and about, his voice is so raspy and low, which of course comes from all the smoking he does. even when he shouts while he’s on the field, it’ll take once or twice before deimos is heard. but once you get him in bed? that’s a whole nother story.

this guy is so damn loud. to the point where it’s actually a bit concerning. you sometimes have to even cover his mouth or shove your fingers down his throat to get him at least a little quieter, because just telling him is not gonna do it. but hey! it’s not like he minds… perhaps he even gets loud on purpose because of this ;)

just about anything can turn this guy on. does not matter where you are, what time of day it is, he will make sure you KNOW when he wants to get down and dirty. ofc he’s not gonna force you if you ain’t up to it, but if and when you are, best believe he is dragging you to the nearest (semi) secluded place so y’all can take care of business.

speaking of semi secluded places, because of this sluts sex drive, he ADORES quickies. like i said, the bare minimum of what you do can have him hard as a rock in seconds. it’s also the thrill that gets him going, too. the meer fact that someone can walk in as deimos is pounding into you (or the other way around) is both nerve racking and exciting to him. he finds pleasure in someone knowing just how y’all fuck, and that it’s only meant for the two of you. they want of piece of you? well too bad! he has you all to himself.

mutual masturbation is his main kink.. deimos is aware that he has a nice body, and is very aware that you like it. he likes that he can turn you on just as much as you do him. he especially likes the way you ogle at him as he sits in front of you, pants down to his knees and his shirt lifted up, pumping his dick with his hand right in front of you. he likes feeling wanted, but loves knowing what he does to you. he also loves seeing your body too! sit across from him and let him watch as you go at yourself too, he’ll lose his mind.

deimos LOVESSSS to be manhandled. when he does bottom, he wants you to be rough. choke him, edge him, move him around like a rag doll, etc. the sheer amount of times he’s cum in his pants back to back is wild, lemme tell you.

# — 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐉 𝐖𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐍

hank sits at the foot of the couch, writhing and shaking. one hand is at his side, trying to steady himself while the other is over his mask, trying to not make a sound. although, that is proving to be quite difficult considering you are quite literally sucking the life out of him.

his coat is thrown on the floor, while his black tank top is pushed up slightly. belt is undone, and you’re down there in between his thighs having the time of your life. your taking him all the way to the base as you have a firm hand wrapped around his length. you place a firm hand on his knee, squeezing, telling him to stop moving. he tries, but when he keeps squirming, you think it’s you that’s doing something wrong.

you let up with a loud ‘pop!’, and look up at him. “you okay? are you hurting? if it doesn’t feel good, you need to tell me-”

you stopped. when you looked up, hank has his mask down, drool slowly falling from his metal jaw onto his bare stomach. is brows were furrowed, and he was practically whimpering. you hadn’t noticed by how concentrated you were, but he wasn’t feeling bad. no, he looked as if it was the best feeling. and it was.

you stood back up, at eye level with him, hand still on his cock. you started stroking, and hank shivered. he let out a deep groan as his head fell in between your shoulders.

“you like that? does it feel good when i do this to you?” you asked, and you moved your wrist faster.

“hng, fuck. hah,” hank groaned in your ear, and he bucked into you hand. the arm once used to hold himself steady was now around your waist, pulling you forward.

despite this, you back away slightly, but still in his grip (not like you were strong enough to leave it anyway). you use your other hand to grab his metal jaw, and gently pull it to face you. hank heard your next words, and he could’ve sworn that he saw stars. no, he saw space. you were the center of it, too.

“because if you thought this was all, then you’re just making this easier for me.”

# — 𝐃𝐄𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐒

“ah, fuck..! shit, hng,” deimos swears. tears threaten to fall from his cheeks, as he proceeded to bury his face deeper in the pillow he was hugging. his breathing was shaky, and he clutched said pillow so hard he’d thought his arms would fall off.

“i know, dei. you’re doing so good for me,” you cooed. you pushed yourself deeper into him, finally getting all the way in. deimos let out a yelp and whimpered; but proceeded to wiggle his hips against you, as to feel more friction. you were so close to that spot, and he needed release. bad.

you chuckled at this, “someone’s needy, huh?”

deimos, however, wasn’t having it. it hurt so fucking bad, but he wanted more. needed more. you had been rubbing him, sucking him. it feels like it’s been going on for centuries, he can’t take it. he wanted to tell you to just cut the bullshit, but with him practically being edged, all that came out was one word.

“move.”

he could’ve sworn that if you tugged him any harder, his spine might’ve snapped. you grabbed both of his arms from the pillow and yanked him forward. he let out a broken cry as you held him against your chest, and he shivered when you leaned in his ear.

“are you asking me? or telling me?”

deimos knew what you were really saying; if he wants you to move, he would have to beg for it. you’re saying that you’re in control right now, and he can’t tell you to do anything. ask, you receive. he wanted so bad to be a brat and refuse, but it fucking hurts. in the best way.

“god..please, okay? it hurts, just fuckin’…please move. please, i need this so bad. please,” he shuddered, but then he screamed when you slammed him back down onto his pillow. his broken moans becoming even louder then before. lastly, his heart beat out of his chest when you leaned down, gripped his jaw and said;

“that’s what i like to hear. now scream for me, pretty boy.”

# — 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐃

sanford hissed as you lowered yourself down onto him, feeling a tight squeeze as you did so. the back of his head hit the wall as he closed his eyes, trying his best to make little noise as possible. your hands found their was to his bare chest and stomach, tenderly rubbing up and down.

you wiggled as to make yourself more snug on his length, and sanford had to bring his hand up to his mouth from the friction. his eyes were still shut, and his head still pulled back against the concrete wall. his breathing rigid and uneven, and his brows furrowed.

“hey, cmon,” you take his hand away from his mouth “don’t do that, look at me. lemme hear you,”

sanford took a deep breath and did so. he looked at you, his breath still shaky as deep crimson covered his cheeks. you can tell he was trying to keep his composure, but he was faltering. he was embarrassed. it was cute.

“sorry..s’just,” he started “i ain’t ever…uh, y’know,” he looked away for a second, trying so hard not to make a fool of himself. but he was failing, and he knew it.

you laughed, and gently brought a hand up to his face to make him face you. “i know, silly. just trust me, okay? you trust me right?”

sanford nodded, but before he could actually say anything, you lifted up and plopped back down. his words got caught in his throat, and he let out a breathy moan.

you continued to do this, gradually getting faster. the faster you went, the more vocal sanford became. his voice, it was music to your ears. he didn’t seem to think so, as he still looked embarrassed. it’s just this time, he couldn’t help but make noise.

“ah, wait. fuck..hold on,” sanford muttered “i can’t, please..oh god,”

you didn’t stop however. in fact, you moved even faster. all the noise sanford was trying to hold back in his throat burst like a dam. he buried his face deep in your neck, but you grabbed the tail of his bandanna and yanked him forward, a bit harder then you intended. he choked when you looked at him in the eyes.

“don’t hide yourself from me. lose yourself to me.”

# — 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐉. 𝐖𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐍

your name, or your nickname. (ex. ash for ashley)

I don’t really see them saying a sort of cutesy nick name for his s/o, lol. he rarely even speaks, and when he does want your attention they either tap you or just flat out say your name. but they have such kindness and softness in their voice every time they say it, despite his fairly deep and brash voice. so don’t feel too bad. <3

# — 𝐃𝐄𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐒

sweets, sugar, and boo.

now, deimos never really came across a lot of sugary things in nevada, but he claims if he ever were to try anything sweet, it would “taste just like you!”. both in taste and personality, you are the sweetest person he’s ever met. he could just look at you and tell you’re made of pure sugar. and boo is just because he’s a flirtatious dork. <3

# — 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐃

hun, honey, and babe.

i’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again. sanford is such a gentleman, and his nicknames for you depicts that. he’s also unapologetically a huge romantic, so those nicknames are just him fantasizing about more domestic things. he says them so lovingly every time. <3

# — 2𝐁𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍𝐄𝐃

love.

it’s funny how such a simple word can mean so much. the way i see it, 2b will always have no filter. that means you know that everything he says, he means it wholeheartedly. so don’t think of him being ‘lazy’ when it comes to you, because although simple, it means the world. <3

# — 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘

friend and mine.

weather your relationship is romantic or platonic, friend will always be his lil nickname for you. reason being, you’re the only person tricky has met that has genuine intentions, and you actually care for him. others either want to kill him, or use him for power, but you being genuinely concerned for a crazy, unhinged zombified clown like himself? well, it warms his undead heart. “mine” however…thats his more possessive behavior showing through. <3

# — 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐅

doll, darlin’, and button.

we all know just how flirtatious this man can be. he thinks you are just the cutest thing he has ever laid his eyes upon, and naturally, he is going to be a tease about it to. but hearing that thick southern accent of his? well, it can’t be all that bad, right? he sure doesn’t think so. <3

# — 𝐉𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐒

dear and dearest.

with him being through so much, you’d think his heart would be enclosed with the toughest stone known to mankind. but every single time he looks at you, that stone shatters into a million pieces, leaving him a lovesick mess of a deity. his nicknames show that no matter how many times he kills or dies, he’ll never stop loving you. <3

# — 𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑

mortal, plaything, and my muse.

auditor is not as…loving as the others. well, he doesn’t sound like it anyway. he doesn’t choose to lay out his emotions all that much, so the things he says can be a bit harsh. he wants to pretend like he doesn’t care, but you do make it quite a bit hard. but when he calls you his “muse”? he’ll let that soft side of his show. just for a little. <3