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Authors Note; Iāve never written for a reader or y/n before, only OCs so; Iāll making them ambiguous as much as possible
Warningsā ļø; this story will have mature content in it, which means that there will be sexual content, violence, sensitive topics, mental health issues etc. If any of these topics will be mentioned or written out in detail, there will be an extra trigger warning in this particular chapter. This story will be taking place in the late 90s to early 2000s cause sex stores were more common than.ļæ¼
Kitty cat, kitty cat, run, run, run
Collie Parker needs a job, most people do, especially when the landlord of your college dorms (more like 3 shoeboxes stacked on top of each other, thatās including the basement) raises the rent; a job becomes more essential.
Hot mama, big dog, big game, no drama
Hank and Richard took up planning events for people, well Richard does most of the documentation, and Hank just bosses him around. Pete and Art help out at a nursing home for old war veterans, Ray and Stebbins work at Stebbinsās jackass fatherās barā¦ and then thereās Collie.
Never make babies, canāt get rabies
Who somehow had to ask Barkovitch, of all people, for help with a job. A sex store (āitās adult novelty items!ā) of all places, the place brought out the creepiest of men, had a strange smell that never seemed to leave, kinks you never thought were possible; the payā¦ good enough for a college student for rent and still enough for some food.
Makinā head hit and itās crazy
Gary had taken too much joy, explaining all the sections of the store, with every corner they turned Collieās faith in humanity seemed to diminish. Introducing Collie to all the other employees, warning him about the regulars that come in. Gary also took a strange interest in watching Collie flirt with Reader, but not in a weird wayā¦ right?
I hope everyone thatās requesting stebbins knows Iām gonna show up and eat them out. I love stebbins so much.
Also love barkovitch tho so Iām tryna get out the two requests for him but we have a couple Stebbins dabbles coming.
Iām trying my best with smut guys. This man makes me feel like a rabid dog. But writing itās like harder than i thought? Anyways! Yeah i love him and i love all of you
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Responding to your request for tlw requests I was reading your college headcannons and uh I would love to read something about Stebbins after an argument š Like reader and stebbins got into an argument and it was bad enough that she(reader) stormed out and they haven't been able to talk in a couple days due to schedules and what not but after seeing each other at a party or something they leave to go talk maybe things get heated again but he ends up apologizing and they ya know.. make up šš
Guys I hope this is okay, Iāve never wrote smut before.
Idk how to do warmings lowkey; but NSFW, MDNI, FINGERING, slightly intoxicated female reader; sober enough to consent.
Enjoy!
You and stebbins were early days, going on 3 and a half months, though youād known each other much longer. And god was he frustrating.
He was so contradictory.
And you knew him, you knew you should have the patience.
But that night, youād just blown up.
The weeks before, you couldnāt help but feel neglected by him, he was so focused on track and his classes, and doing well, heād sort of forgotten you, ofcourse that was until he wanted to get his dick wet.
I guess old habits die hard.
You werenāt that kind of girl, you never had been. Sure you had hooked up, but you were a girlfriend girl. And especially when the title was attached, you werenāt having it. You knew it was accidental, that truly he didnāt think of you like that, that he wanted you as more than that.
But that day, when you went to visit him in his dorm, he was moody. Acting as if you had done something wrong. You hadnāt. Atleast not that you knew of.
And when you asked, heād made a sly, snarky comment about a guy in your psych class.
Right.
Sure heād been hanging around you, but you were better than that. And he knew it.
And you just lost it on him.
āWho are you to fucking talk? Youāve been practically ignoring me for weeks. News flash! Having a girlfriend is more than sexā
He was clearly tired, worn out, and that snapped him.
He looks at you incredulously
āOh so this is my fault?ā
For the next half an hour it had been screaming back and forth, spitting spiteful shit neither of you meant.
Tears had flooded the bottom of your eyes threatening to spill, you sucked a breath in, in a final attempt to keep it together
āMaybe Iām not meant for this shit! If youāre that fucking sick of me just leave. I donāt give a fuck.ā He had barked at you, his figure towering over you. He was testing you, hiding his vulnerability behind anger once again.
And instead of softening you, in rage and frustration, left, slammed the door on the way out, stormed through the dorm building, silently wiping your tears away.
Which leads us to now. You still havenāt spoken to him, youāve barely seen him. Both of you are too stubborn.
Youāre sat in front of your dressing table, your dorm house is having a party; for your best friends birthday, who
Also happens to be your roommate. Sheās pacing behind you. Trying to fix up her outfit. Talking your ear off about some guy thatās coming. Youāre too busy thinking about the guy that youāre missing.
You try to push that thought out of your head, focusing on how absolutely fucking gorgeous your makeup is. Damn when did you get so hot? (Itās true bbg ur hot asf)
Your eyes drift to the dress hung up for you to wear, it was pretty, youād bought it on your second date with Stebbins, heād almost passed out when you tried it on.
It was a beautiful dark red lace, with sleeves that just briefly cover the bottom of your hands, it hugged your shape perfectly, made you feel beautiful.
You knew subconsciously that you were wearing it in a vain idea that he might be there. It was unlikely. So youād just have to try and have fun.
Your best friend has left now, to go start preparing drinks. You change, the fabric slipping over your hips, hugging around each dip in your body, you focus on the feeling for a second. God you were touch starved.
When you head to the dorm kitchen, the first thing you hear is a whistle, you turn your head
To your friend, who grins at you ādamn! You look insanely hotā
You smile back, doing a little twirl, flushed at the compliment, before complimenting her back.
She hands you a drink, you have no clue whatās in it, but you drink it anyways, it burns your throat, warming your body briefly. It tastes disgusting, you continue to drink it.
People start to pile in soon enough, and better alcohol arrives, so now you find yourself, sat up on a kitchen counter, tipsy, feet swinging, as you talk to Peter mcvries (bros always at the Scene of the crime)
There was no sign of Stebbins, but you had spent the whole night thinking of him.
Although you couldnāt shake that feeling of being watched, it had lingered with you the whole night. But you had brushed it off as paranoia from the drink.
You decided you needed some air, so you attempt to hop off the counter, stumbling as you do so, failing to keep balance in the heels, Pete steadies you.
On the way to the door, you finally see him, heās leaning against a wall with a drink in his hand, eyes trained on you. He looks good. Really fucking good.
Itās not even like he was trying, swede jacket, blue jeans, white shirt.
The way heās staring makes you want to melt, like wax, heat pools in your lower belly. Fuck. You miss him.
His eyes soften briefly as he meets yours, like heās pleading with you. His hands flex slightly against the beer bottle heās holding.
Itās fast, the way he moves. You can see him make the decision, and then heās pushing off the wall, putting his drink aside and moving toward you.
He grabs your wrist, tugging you, walking with you to your dorm.
You donāt protest, how could you? You shamelessly wanted him. Your anger and upset towards his words lessens.
The minute you get into your dorm,
His hands are on your hips, giving you a once over, before attacking your neck,
Breathless, fast. A pace you werenāt used to, he always liked to take his time.
āM fucking sorry babyā¦.god you look so fucking prettyā¦..you know i missed you? Missed you so muchā¦..you know Iām sorry?ā
His voice is needy, desperate for you to say you forgive him. And when you breathless, brain still catching up, cease to reply. He moves again. His hands taking yours
And he drops slowly to his knees, eyes holding yours. He rests his head on your upper thighs.
Youāre entranced, every grudge you held is erased and replaced with a sense of deep desire
He kisses your thigh, before lifting his head again.
āPlease. Let me make it up to youā
You nod, swallowing with a small whine, trying to ease the dryness in your throat. He makes you so dizzy.
He cocks his head , hands meeting your hips, kneeling the soft flesh.
āUse your words baby. Need to hear itā
āā¦yesā you choke out, trying to suppress the natural whimper bound to follow it.
With that he stands, grabbing your hips and pulling you towards the bed, pushing you down on it. You sit yourself up on your elbows, watching as he sheds his jacket, you squeeze your legs together, trying to ease the need coursing through you.
Heās back on you as soon as heās done, one hand groping at your skin through your dress, lips on your neck, muttering against you
His other hand lifts your skirt briefly, then rests on your inner thigh.
You were hyper aware of every sensation now, the pressure building, the way your skin feels clammy, the dizziness, the desperate want for him.
His lips meet yours again, swallowing down your running thoughts with it, his hand travels again, rubbing against you through your black panties, that were now ruined.
You moan into the kiss, hips grinding down instinctively against his hand.
And he desperately wanted to tease, to draw this out; but his own need was eating him alive. So he gives you what you want, hooking the edge of your panties under his finger, tugging them down.
āSo fucking wet for meā he smirks, his finger running down your slit, gathering all of your slick.
āYou wanna take that dress off for me baby?ā
You nod eager, sitting up to remove the fabric.
He takes offer his shirt as you do so, you watch as the muscles in his shoulders flex, his skin glistens under the moonlight pouring in through the window.
His hands were on you again immediately, one on your chest, grabbing at the flesh of your tits, the other on your hip. He guides you to lay down, propping you slightly against a pillow.
Before his hand slips back between your legs, pushing them apart for him.
His fingers expertly find your clit, circling a few times before stretching you out, filling you with his digits.
He holds himself over you, watching the way you stutter out a moan, gasping at the immediate pleasure, eyes screwing shut.
He curls his fingers, before beginning to pump in and out of you, his own hips stuttering slightly at the sight, practically humping your leg.
His face comes to bury in the crook of your neck, gently biting at the skin.
āSo fucking pretty..you feel good baby? You know Iām sorry now?ā His voice is gruff, apologetic, needy.
He lifts his head to meet your eyes, his fingers hitting that sweet spot inside you, drawing out a loud whine from your lips. He looks like he wants to devour you whole. He looks hungry.
His thumb comes to circle your clit, watching intently as your head rips back, your hand grabbing at the back of his shoulder, feeling the muscle tense under your touch. You feel that familiar coil start to tighten.
But the minute he feels you clench around him in that recognisable way, he removes his fingers.
Leaving you feeling empty.
You whimper at the loss.
He looks down at you, taking in the way your hair spreads across the sheets, your flushed cheeks, the mascara smudged under your eyes.
He missed this sight.
Doesnāt know how he lived without it.
āI know baby just..let meā he grunts, pulling himself up, to search in his Jean pockets, eventually pulling out a foil packet.
Almost like he planned for this.
You watch him, in a lust hazed state
How his fingers move as he unbuttons his jeans, the haste in his movements, how his teeth grit.
The pace was new, you were used to a gentle, sweeter Stebbins. But the man infront of you was desperate, too needy to think.
Leaning on your elbows, your mouth practically drooling as he pulls out his length, ripping the foil packet open with his teeth, putting the condom on with a messy haste.
You want him so badly.
Heās back on you in a second, hand under your waist, shifting you to how he wants you.
āYou okay?ā
Heās double checking you want this.
The minute you nod, whimpering out a small
āYesā
Heās aligning himself with you, so fucking wet that he can push into you with no problem at all.
You mewl, eyes rolling back, arms over his shoulders. So full of him.
He starts to move, deep thrusts, angling his hips to hit that sweet spot, he knows exactly what heās doing.
His pace speeds up, groaning slightly as his head drops to your shoulder, kissing the skin with a gentleness that didnāt match the way he was ruining you.
You were dumb on his cock, barely able to form a coherent thought, only able to comprehend the overwhelming pleasure as he kept up the unrelenting tempo.
He hisses at the feeling of your nails drawing down his back, his hips bucking into you slightly uncontrolled at the unexpected pleasure it brings him.
He groans our words into your neck, littering kisses along it as he does, punctuating each word
āSee?..ām so sorry babyā¦.never wanna fight..fuck..i justā¦ā¦.i just missed youā
You can only respond in loud moans of his name and āpleaseās
In a moment of dazed pleasure you find yourself believe that this is the only way to feel whole, the way you mold to him, his dick inside you, hands grasping at eachother, in a loud mess of groans and begging. Itās how itās supposed to be.
This? Is enough to make you a sex addict.
Your walls clench around him, he knows youāre close, your head is titled, back arching off the bed, squirming under him.
You know heās close too, his speed is unrelenting, but his hips stutter slightly, like heās losing that usually unwavering control.
āYou..you close baby?ā He asks you, kissing your jaw, practically growling against it.
You canāt speak now, you just mewl and nod, hoping itās enough.
āYou can..you can cum for me baby. Youāve done..done goodā
His voice is shaky with pleasure, hand easing down to hold your thigh.
Itās not long before you finish, vision, spotting white, body convulsing in satisfaction, overwhelmed with it.
The sensation around his cock is enough to push him over the edge too, he lets out a small whine of your name into your shoulders, his cock twitching inside you.
When heās done, he collapses on you, taking a moment to breath you in, your skin sticking to his. Before he gets up, to clean up both himself
okay the Barkovitch x reader request (smut) that i got was fem. And i am a woman so im like very sure im gonna be bad at writing male reader smut, but if someone really wants it, i will attempt. Lemme know
Begging for a stebbins AU where he ends up winning TLW and comes home and proposes to fem!reader feel free to ignore this lol thanks!!
Lowkey this got a bit sad and angsty; i just wanted to focus on how the long walk affected your lives for a bit. Hope you enjoy!
The long drawling days you spent watching, waiting, scared, were painful. You had subconsciously prepared yourself to lose him, even though you were repeatedly telling yourself you wouldnāt, that he would make it home; that he would be okay.Ā
You had barely been able to take your eyes off the tv these past few days, you barely did anything but watch anymore; too scared that if you look away, that if youāre not watching, heāll slip through your fingers.Ā
When he got sick, you were sure that was it. He never got sick. You felt ill (ironic) watching him vulnerable, so far out of your grasp, so far from the man who would lie in bed beside you and run his fingers through your hair.
When he won, you didnāt know what who to thank, god? Mcvries and garraty? (who had decided to sit down together. Die, together. You found it bitter sweet), his own brute strength? You didnāt know
All you knew was you had watched the last of them die, and rushed into town. You were there now, infront of him, in the pouring rain, as his legs collapse beneath him, exhausted,Ā Ā sick.
All infront of his father.Ā
He didnāt utter a wish, he didnāt have one anymore, the brutality of the walk had taken all hope of his father being the man he wanted from him. He would just have to accept this is the way it is
The minute you were allowed, you were by his side, sobbing tears into his already rain soaked shoulders, not far from another two lovers, although dead, they had more life in them than the boy infront of you. He is drained. You can only kiss his face and hold him, muttering words of fear, and reassurance as you wait for the ambulance that has been called.
His exhausted body uses its little energy to grip a hand on your back, his eyes mulling over you, tired. All of him was tired.Ā
The following day in the hospital, he spoke to you, in the quiet of the white room that smelled like disinfectant, the only other noise his heartbeat. He told you of his unexpected guilt; of how he wished it wasnāt him, but he knew he had to get home for you. How he felt like another pawn that had been played, in a way he was. His father was yet to issue a statement; but you both waited with bated breath, knowing it was coming.
But right now? All that mattered is his wellbeing.Ā
It was a few days before he was allowed home, on antibiotics, physically, he looked slightly better, though you knew mentally you would have to pour a lot of love into him. Even that wouldnāt heal the cracks caused by what he has seen.
The following months; you cared. Cared like no other, cared for families of the dead, cared for your boyfriend, moved in with him
To help keep him on track; to stay with him through night sweats and panic attacks, to scratch his back to calm him down, to kiss his lips when the guilt returned.
But Stebbins couldnāt bare the idea of being like this forever; he hated being taken care of, he wants to provide, to work, to give you a life you deserve, and then more than ever, he knew youāre all he wanted. If he could not heal the lives of those lost, he would live his own fully in memory.
Slowly over the course of a month; he gets back into a routine, he wants to work, even with the money, he likes the routine. He insists on cooking sometimes, helps you organise the newly earned money, even in your distaste for it (its blood money).
You had told him that.
So he bought the ring with his own, earned money; that he made honestly, he would not let you wear the lives of 99 dead men on your finger.
The day he proposed, he insisted on taking you out, said he wanted to treat you, wanted to just be with you. He took you to a pretty little restaurant, next to a lake, across from an old white church that had a bell that rung every hour.Ā
After you ate, he insisted you sat on a bench with him to watch the sunset, and he started to speakĀ
āYou know have..have i told you how grateful i am-ā
āYou haveā you responded tipping your head to one side with a smile, watching him. He was pretty in the lighting
āLet me tell you again thenā your hand was in his now
āYouāve done so much..needed it..needed someone like you to pick me up, to take o all this on itsā¦.its a lot and you did it without complainingā¦..i know Iāmā¦Iām shit at this talking stuff. Just tryna tell you i love youā¦. And i wanna love you foreverāĀ
He didnāt get on one knee, not now, he just gaged your reaction, hand still in his pocket.Ā
When it clicked what he was saying a small gasp left your mouth, he was on one knee infront of you.
Looking almost nervous.
Almost.
ā[name], would you marry me?ā
You had practically screamed yet before he could finish the sentence, he slid the ring on your finger effortlessly.
Swooping you up on your feet, gently kissing you, so soft like you might break, hand on the small of your back, the other on your cheek. When he pulled back he shook his head, speaking so quietlyĀ
can you make some headcanons for collie parker? it could literally be fluff or smut up to you š
Hiii ml i posted some, along side stebbins and Barkovitch, heās the second down!
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Headcanons! COLLEGE AU!
Okay guys Iām on a plane rn, just started reading the book, although most of m
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Okay guys Iām on a plane rn, just started reading the book, although most of my headcanons will be movie based for now, just because; i only like movie Barkovitch, colllie Parker is very different in the movie and has a lot more airtime, and as much as i ADORE LOVE LOVE book Stebbins, heās so peculiar and hard to write for. Like how do i make him the same amount of whimsy, goblin under the bridge asking you riddles? Which, is also why i think he is the way he is in the movie. But goddamn is he in rays head, he STAYS thinking about Stebbins. Anyways Iām yapping. Iām gonna shit talk some headcanons out, nsfw and also sfw.
GARY BARKOVITCH.
-okay so, big feelings. Definitely has NOT had a girlfriend before, and if he has, it ended very badly and he hates himself for it because he thinks he messed it up.
-youāre gonna have to be so so patient, he needs a lot of time and care, needs you to stay past all of his attempts to push you away.
-if you approach him first? Heāll probably be very very confused and flustered as to why youāre speaking to him
- not very confident at all
-will spend the whole conversation scratching at the back of his neck and wiping his palms on his shirt.
-if he approaches you, itās gonna be an awkward few weeks, at immediate interest, heās not gonna approach you, will spend a few days mulling it over, maybe will come see you after class
-tries his best to be patient, be nice, not snap at you.Ā
-He does that little nervous laugh when he attempts to compliment you
-when youāre in a relationship, i feel as though in the starting days there would be a LOT of problems
-his poor brain doesnāt know why youāre with him, and instinctively, he gets very very insecure, pushing you away
-also insanely jealousĀ
-Iām talking cries when other men even speak to youĀ
-convinced youāre with him to make fun of him
-still waiting for the day you realise that theres other men better than him that you could have
NSFW.
-lowkey excited to write this one
-bare w me i donāt write smut but ill do my best to write down some thoughts
-okay one hundred percent was a virgin
-and I think you definitely had to teach him a lot, heās so eager and just immediately wants to rush everything, and be aggressiveĀ
-definitely took constructive criticism harshly the first time and sulked, until you rode him and showed him what you wanted, suddenly he was fine again
-a bit of a bottom honestly, but doesnāt mind being top aswell
-oh and heās LOUD, wants you to know when he feels good
-HUGEEEE eater
-Iām talking begging for it almost everytime
-cried from overstimulation whilst doing it, hips bucking into the bed beneath him, whining like a hungry dog
-if you argue, heās eating it to apologiseĀ
-definitely was enthusiasm over technique to start with but i think he learns very quickly and is observant so over time, because he does it so often, he gets really good at it.
-just so eager to please you, like is desperate to make you cum
-so amazed youāre sleeping with him heās gotta show you somehow.
-and when heās not eating pussy? Heās fingering you, something he also used to rush but now he knows EXACTLY what to do, learnt it pretty quickly too.
-heās grinning over you, fingers curling deep inside you, kissing up your collar bone, telling you how pretty you lookĀ
āMhm? you feel good? āM i doing okay for you? Fuckinā pretty babyā¦can i taste? Pleaseā¦please tell me i canā and heās looking up from kissing your stomach.
-praise kink!
-his self esteem is so low, tell him heās a good boy, praise everything he does, reward him.Ā
-honestly if you give him head, heāll cry
-he does feel bad though, but he feels bad when you do anything for him.
-Doesnāt have a favourite position, just wants to fuck you, preferably wants to be able to see your tits though.Ā
-he loves loves loved when you draw you nails down his back
-loves having his hair pulled
-occasionally may like being tied upĀ
-UGH NEED DAT
COLLIE PARKER
-okay holy mischaracterisation warning cos idk if Iām gonna be good at writing him, so bare with me
-honestly a confident guy, so itās likely he approaches you first
-type of guy to linger at parties he doesnāt really like because itās āsomething to doā
-if you approach him, heāll definitely be a bit surprised, heās not the kind of guy people approach, they tend to find him a bit brooding and intimidating
-but your company does not go unwelcome
-if hes gonna approach you, heās gonna observe you a bit first, get a taste of your personality along side your looks
-definitely believes in personality over looks
-honestly can see him with a yapper gf that he loves dearly, he finds her yapping amusing.
-collie Parker doesnāt have many friends, barely does girlfriends, sure heās had them, but he prefers his own company
-however when he does do girlfriends, he loves like a motherfucker
-just cares so deeply, wants to make sure youāve eaten, youāre not too warm or cold; are you thirsty? Oh youāre going out today? Do you have sunscreen?Ā Ā Painkilllers?
-so protective, heās not jealous persay, he knows youāre loyal and is confident enough to know you want him, but he doesnāt trust other men, doesnāt like them near you
-stands behind you like a scary dog when you go out.
-just loves the sound of your voice, lets you talk for hours about anything and everythingĀ
-genuinely youāre his world, heāll tell everyoneĀ
-i just think he loves deeply, whether itās relationships or familyĀ
-and heās a big family guy, so youāre immediately introduced the minute he knows youāre solid.
NSFW
-okay so, feeling like he likes more control, though finds it amusing and surprisingly very hot when you top
-not a virgin when you met him, but he tells you that sex with you is a lot more meaningful than anything heās ever hadĀ
-and he means it
-natural body worship, just so inlove with you, wants to show you how pretty he thinks you are
-just wants you to relax and let him make you feel good, show you why heās better than everyone else
-he wants you to be comfortable so thereās a pillow under you back, heās never bending you in any crazy position, making sure you propped up comfortably, heās just making sure you feel the best you possibly can
-big believer in foreplay
-i would say he does eat you out a fair bit, but in a more controlled manner, for your enjoyment
-although he is groaning and telling you how good you taste
-very very skillful, knows exactly what heās doing
-heās pulling your legs over his shoulder, big hands holding your plush thighs, tongue flicking over you, hair tied back.Ā
-probably has had you sit on his face once or twice when he got really into it
-one of those men thatās actually really good at fucking, starts so easy and slow, immediately finds that spot inside you, expertly angling his hip, before he speeds up little by little.
-honestly think heās a missionary guy
-heās a bit vanilla honestly, really just wants to make love to you and tell you how much he loves you
-heās more groans than whines, although if you give him head, occasionally you can draw some whines from him
-MAMMAMAMAMAMM
BILLY STEBBINS
-oh my sweet boy
-you definitely need to know him for a while before you actually date him
-probably just lingered for a while, watching before you even spoke for the first time, not in a stalker way, he just likes watchingĀ
-heās so conflicted about relationships, i think he has a lot of love but bottles it and sees it as a weakness
-hes so cautious about it, but he wants you so badly, just thinks youāre so sweet and would love to be yours
-i think his conflicted mindset did drift you into a temporary situationship where you were just waiting for like a month for him to ask you out
-so jealous, honestly itās crazy, he gets so angry about seeing you with other guys
-although he wonāt act on it, or admit it
-when you finally do get together
-he takes a lot of time adjusting, leaving behind toxic habits, making time to see you, being vulnerableĀ
-it takes a while, but heās a very strong willed person so i think he does really try
-likes when you cook for him
-he just loves seeing you do domestic tasks, heāll come up behind you, kiss your cheek, lean his head on your shoulder as he watched you cook
-honestly when he gets comfortable, itās very comfortable in a way he would be embarrassed to show infront of othersĀ
-with everything heās been through, i definitely think he needs a bit of reassurance that heās doing enough, and that youāre happy, and proud of him
-just provide for him, and heāll love you
-although if you provide too much heāll start to feel bad, he wants to be this sort of manly boyfriend that takes care of everything
-but you need to teach him that sometimes letting people care is okay
NSFW
-i think that he does have a tendency to view sex as a sacred thing, even though i believe he did have frequent hookups before you, i think that was a bodily need thing for him
-but with you? Heās so hesitant, because he doesnāt want you to think that he views you as just sex
-so i think it takes a while and a lot of reassuranceĀ
-when you finally do have sex for the first time, heās so so soft, and careful, like heās touching something fragile.
-itās a lot of feeling, skin to skin contact, kissing over you, making you feel safe, beautiful.
-heās so so gentle to start with.
-although over time i think it will begin to vary on the situationĀ
-i think after particularly bad arguments, thereās a lot of deep, slightly aggressive fucking, where he mutters apologies into your neck between thrusts
-not very vocal except for a few groans, and hisses through gritting teeth
-does like to tell you how beautiful you are though
-i donāt think heās as much of an eater, sorry ladies
-but i think he will do it, and probably enjoy it more than heād like to say, and if you try real hard you can probably turn him into one
-but i think he prefers fingering, so he can watch your face contort and your head drop back
-just loves to watch you
-there definitely has been a few incidents where heās just made you touch yourself so he can watch
-heās very very observant, so definitely knows what heās doing, and how to make you feel good.
-saw someone say heās a man of routine so not fucking you throws him out of wack, i agreeĀ
-i think with all things, when Stebbins is without you, it throws everything for him, and he is so sexually frustrated
-heās slightly annoyed because he was never like this before now
-but you have him whining down the phone line, begging to see you, tell you how much he needs you, embarrassed at his own need
Guys i wrote this half asleep on a plane it was awfulĀ
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