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

Brendon is a profoundly meticulous man in important moments. This extends to his aftercare. If he wants to make you cry and shake and bruise, he has to be the one to build you up and steady you and tend to any marks he’s given you. He sees aftercare as a continuation of the intimacy of sex, not a separate or optional thing. In the same way a surgery isn’t complete until the patient is closed up and out of anesthesia, sex with him isn’t finished until you’re full and sleepy and cooing happily.

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

This is a pussy man. I know, I know. That seems obvious. Yes, he appreciates ample thighs and stomach curves, but he loves your cunt like nothing else in the world. Watching it stretch around his fingers as he slowly works you up to taking his whole huge hand. Slapping your clit until you jump. It’s almost analytical for him, like studying the body in med school. He’s curious with your pussy. Not so much greedy and intense. He likes to learn every millimeter every session. He loves the different tastes based on your cycle, loves period sex, loves any chance to experience every change and desire of your perfect pussy.

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

Brendon only cums inside of you, either your mouth or your cunt. There’s just something about it – primal, claiming, intense – when he finishes wrapped up by your wet heat. He hates seeing his cum on your face because it feels disrespectful to him; even if you beg for it, he’ll just tsk and shake his head. Not on his pretty girl’s perfect face.

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

This is 100% stolen from someone else; if you know the fic drop it in the comments and I’ll link it here. Anyway, it’s that “The Shark” as a nickname actually came from his frat days when he was known for eating out girls on their period. The guys’ would call it ‘shark week’ when their sorority sisters would be on their period, and, sooner or later, The Shark would start to circle. Blood in the water. Now, people call him that assuming it has to do with his sharp features and overly intense demeanor. But, no, it’s because he wants his face covered in-

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

In college and med school, he was a total slut. Lots of partners, lots of experimenting. After that, though, I see him as a serial monogamist. He prefers to find a partner and learn every single thing about their body and how they respond sexually. He doesn’t like starting at square one with a new person; he craves the gradual build of a relationship. It takes time to develop the complete trust needed for bondage, for hours of edging, for all the things he really craves the most.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

A very specific way of doing doggy. He likes to be standing in his full strength on the floor at the edge of the bed while you balance on the mattress. Pushing his hand down between your shoulder blades, pressing your cheek down into the comforting, forcing your arms forward so you’re folded into a triangle. That way he’s so deep and so in control that you can’t have a single thought. He loves the way your back arches and your waist curves into your hips in this position. Watching your sweat bead and slide over your goosebumps skin. Seeing your eyebrows pinch together and your lips fall open, all smushed against the bed, straining to keep yourself back against him instead of falling forward.

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

This one’s obvious to me. He’s serious. Brendon’s not a joking guy. At all. It takes a lot to even get him to crack a smile. Yes, he’s soft for you in a way that embarrasses him to his core. But he’s, generally speaking, a stone of a man. And in bed, that seriousness is all focus.

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

Brendon waxes his entire torso. You can pry this headcanon from my cold dead hands. His chest is perfectly sculpted and smooth like a shark because he wants everyone to see just how much work he puts in at the gym. His bush is thick and dark and trimmed to show off his cock and I will not hear otherwise.

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

Between the moments of intensity and meanness and control, you can always see Brendon’s deep, unmatched love for you. It’s there in the way he cradles the back of your head when he shoves you against the wall. In how he always checks to make sure he can slip a finger between the rope and your wrist’s heartbeat when he ties you up. In how every spank is soothed, every mark is kissed, every cruel laugh is matched by a litany of praise. It’s not the traditional romantic intimacy that’s slow and sweet and gentle, but it’s undeniably him.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

When he’s in a relationship with you and you’ve fully embraced your role as his sub, he doesn’t masturbate. He doesn’t have to or want to when there’s a perfectly good mouth or pussy to stick his cock into at a moment’s notice.

When he’s not in a relationship, Brendon treats masturbation like a sport. A skill. He edges himself. A lot. For days. He’s a total control freak about it because he never wants to unintentionally reduce his stamina or give himself death grip dysfunction. He makes a point of not watching mass-produced porn, too, only subscribing to amateurs on OnlyFans because he likes the authenticity and his rigid moral code won’t let him consume porn where he doesn’t know if the woman is being compensated properly or treated well. Maybe it’s the dom in him or the doctor, but he prefers a cam girl a thousand times more than a high-production porn shoot.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Brendon is an incredibly kinky guy, so it’s hard to choose just one. But I’d say fisting is big for him. He loves to watch your cunt stretch and flutter and grow slicker and slicker as you work to take him. The way you breathe through it and bear down and squirm, struggling to keep control of yourself as he guides you through orgasms so intense you’re barely tethered to consciousness.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Brendon wants to be at home. His home. In his bedroom, specifically. He knows it sounds boring and vanilla, but the reality is that it’s practical, and he’s nothing if not practical. He has such an extensive collection of toys and he needs to be able to relax and do his work – because getting inside your head and getting you off is what he does best. Even if a session starts by shoving you back on the kitchen table to eat you for dessert, it isn’t long before he’s dragging you (or carrying you) to bed so he can spread you out the way he needs to.

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

Honestly, the first thing that comes to mind is that he likes to watch you with other people. Not sexually – although he’s definitely considered sharing you with the right friends – but in simple company. You’re so different from him. Bright, bubble, friendly, sweet. When you giggle and titter with his coworkers or your friends, it’s impossible not to fall into your orbit. There’s a sense of pride that peacocks in this chest when you look over your shoulder to check that he’s still there, still paying attention to you, still grounding you in every moment. Sure, it’s not the traditional sexy thing of you flaunting lingerie and purring in his ear, but knowing that he’s the one going home with the girl everyone centers their night on is a total ego high that has him undressing you behind his eyelids.

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

Sexually speaking, Brendon has no interest in submitting. At all. Ever. To that end, he doesn’t like brattiness, either. He wants to be in complete and total control when he’s with you and he never wants that questioned. Beyond those, I think he’s open to trying pretty much anything under the right circumstances. Beyond the bedroom, Brendon hates seeing you get drunk. Tipsy and giggly under his protection, sure, that can be fun on a night out when you’re dancing all over him and he can threaten any man away with a single glance. But he’s massively turned off by alcohol breath and when you lose control of yourself to a sloppy degree. It puts him on edge when you’re that vulnerable. It just feels unsafe to him.

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

Brendon could watch you suck him off all day and all night and never get tired of it. Whether you’re already in subspace with your eyes glazed over, letting him fuck your throat while tears stream down your cheeks or you’re in control helping him relax, sucking him down and taking extra care with his sensitive tip, Brendon loves receiving a good blowjob. It’s not even about skill – he’s more than happy to teach you exactly what he likes most – but about knowing all your attention is focused on him.

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

Brendon slows things way down. Almost always. Whenever he can. He loves to work you up over a whole afternoon when you both have the day off. The best pleasure comes from the gradual build, he thinks. Jump right into a whipping and nobody has a good time. But after a thorough spanking with soft palms, each nerving ending set on fire, mind tingling and skin primed? The sensations that come after that are so much more enjoyable and delicious. When he finally, finally gives you his cock, you’re weeping for it – and that’s only possible when he’s put in the sweat equity time to get you thoughtless and drunk.

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

He never does quickies for himself. No, he values his self control too much for that. He’s not going to cum unless he can spend ages in your cunt. But if you’re so needy and whiny and desperate that you show up at his work or mail him in the car after errands, he’ll always cave. He can’t deny his pretty girl what she needs when she’s behaving so well.

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

Brendon Park is categorically risk averse. He’s a control freak and a surgeon. If he could, he’d bubble wrap you for every car ride to keep you safe. On the other hand, he loves to experiment sexually. So, for him, it’s a matter of extensive conversation and thorough consent discussions. He wants to help you push through boundaries that hold you back, but he’s never going to do that in a way that could cause you any harm. Rest assured, when you come to him, sheepish and sweet, wanting to try something new, he’s going to do all his research, talk to you about why and how and what you need from it, and he’s going to make it perfect for you.

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

We can all agree on this, right? I love me a prejac king, but Brendon Park is not. Maybe it’s the mood stabilizers, maybe it’s that he’s a control freak, maybe it’s his obsession with your pleasure, maybe it’s just his edging kink. Whatever. Brendon Park can fuck for an hour without breaking a sweat and another if sweat isn’t a problem. Actually, sometimes it frustrates him. Most of the time, he’s in the moment and it’s his decision when he allows himself to chase his pleasure and cum. Every once in a while, though, the stress of the job or exhaustion or whatever leaves him fucking you for so long, his dick aching, your body on the verge of giving out, and he just can’t stop. It’s still so good and he needs you so bad, but his brain just won’t give itself over to pleasure. That’s when you put your hand to the center of his chest. You pull him into a kiss. And you make him slow back down again, back to where he’s the most powerful, back to being centered on the connection between you and him where nothing else exists.

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

There are guys who think that using toys in bed is somehow emasculating. A sign that they can’t get their partner off or that they’re not enough. But Brendon knows better than that. Frankly, he’s perfectly aware that he’s hot, he’s built, he’s hung, he knows what he’s doing, and he’s a fucking catch. So there’s absolutely no insecurity that comes with bringing toys in to increase your pleasure. I imagine him with a massive walk-in closet about 50% dedicated to kink supplies. He’s got everything in every texture and he’s never afraid to let you try out new things and ask questions or introduce you to something you never thought you’d like before.

As for himself, he definitely tried a butt plug or two at some point out of sheer curiosity, of course, but it’s just not for him. He has nothing but respect for guys who are into pegging and similar activities, but he’s so oriented around his partner that something being there just to, theoretically, heighten his own pleasure ends up doing the opposite and distracting him from his goals. He’ll throw on a cock ring if he wants to cum multiple times in a session without much of a refractory period, especially a vibrating one if he wants to watch you grind on him and fall apart.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh he’s the king of teasing. It starts loooong before you’re in the bedroom. Good foreplay starts the moment he’s spritzing on the cologne that he knows makes you melt, sure to add a bit to his neck so you’ll nuzzle in and breathe deep when he hugs you hello. It continues as he drives, posture relaxes, one hand on your thigh and the other on the wheel. His every gesture is purposeful and controlled, designed to make you think about nothing but him and what only he can give you. During dinner it’s ordering for you, playing casually with your fingers, stealing your breath with every smirk and stare. By the time he does have you at his place, you’re already burning down to the wick with lust.

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

You’d definitely expected Brendon to be the silent, stoic type, but that can’t be further from the truth. When he’s having sex, he’s completely primal, completely in the moment, unabashed. Why else would he pay not to have neighbors in such an expensive market? He loves to talk to you – dirty talk, praise, anything – because he loves the way you react to every word. Even when you’re totally thoughtless, you give blissed-out little smiles and coos that signal exactly how you’re feeling. Mostly, he’s grunting, breathing hard, cursing. But the moment he truly loses control, sometimes he’ll let out a whine. You’d never mention it – you don’t need to earn that particular spanking and you’d never want him to stop doing it – but you secretly crave that moment when his entire persona falls away and he looses such a soft, needy sound against your ear.

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

I honestly don’t think of him as someone who eats pussy a lot. Not because he doesn’t love the way you taste, especially when you cum on his tongue, but because he’s obsessed with watching your cunt and your face and your body. He wants to see every single twitch and writhe and gasp parting your lips. So he’s much more likely to use his fingers or reach for a toy before he gets down to the business of giving you his cock. He craves the eye contact, the connection, the total control.

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

Brendon spends hours every week in the gym and he’s not ashamed of the way that’s molded his muscles into something akin to a marble sculpture. But his muscles aren’t for show. He’s not sculpted in the traditional sense with visible abs and a V-shaped torso. He’s built. The man is a brick wall. His thighs are thick and his shoulders are broad and he’s unbelievably sturdy around the middle.

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

He’s definitely not a guy who’s always horny. Not with how religiously focused and controlled he is. He doesn’t let his cock drive the ship to the point where he’s pulling you into scuzzy club bathrooms to satisfy his filthy urges. But his desire for you is a constant ember at the base of his gut. When he has you alone with all the time he wants to have you, he could fuck you forever, over and over, until neither of you can take any more.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Personally, I believe Brendon needs to take medication like trazodone to get to sleep. He’s got one of those radically fast minds. That’s why he played football and wrestled in high school, why he went into surgery, why he became a dom in the first place. He’s always looking for ways to calm his mind. So, after sex, as his brain starts to turn back on into its natural racing state, he won’t take his sleeping pills until you’re deeply asleep, face perfectly relaxed, beautiful in your fucked-out bliss. He’ll have helped you through a shower, brushing your teeth, dressing you in pajamas, and then he stays awake holding you until you’re thoroughly passed out. Only then will he let himself leave protector mode and go to bed.

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