heās so soft after. wonāt let you move until heās wiped you down, gotten you water, and kissed every inch of your skin. his voice drops to a whisper, all gentle āyou okay, baby?ā and āyou did so good for me.ā
on you? your mouth. not just for oralāhe watches the way you speak, kiss, whimper. it drives him crazy. on him? his arms. he likes wrapping them around you while heās deep inside, keeping you close like youāre something precious.
he likes cumming inside, letās be real. it feels intimate, possessive in a way heād never admit out loud. āmine.ā also loves seeing it leak out afterwardāhe finds it unfairly hot.
he doesnāt talk a lot, but when he does? itās devastating. āyouāre making such a mess on me,ā or ālook at you, taking it so well.ā low, rough voice in your ear. itāll undo you.
not super experienced, but eager to learn. everything is trial and error with himāand he loves when you guide him with soft ājust like that, Chris.ā he stores your reactions like gospel.
missionary, but with your legs pressed up against his chest so he can get deeper. eye contact, breathy moans, hand wrapped around your throat. he wants to feel everything.
a little awkward beforehandāhe gets shy when initiatingābut once things start, heās all heat and focus. if something funny happens mid-hookup? heāll definitely laugh, kiss your forehead, and keep going.
he keeps things trimmed and clean, nothing too fancy. probably doesnāt care too much about body hair, on himself or you. as long as youāre comfortable, heās into it.
high. insanely high. sex with Chris isnāt just about pleasureāitās about trust. he looks at you like you hung the stars, touches you like youāll slip away if heās not careful.
he does it, but itās not the same without you. heāll do it while thinking about the exact noises you made last time, the way your hips moved, the way you whispered his name. he probably records voice notes from you for this reason.
possessiveness. praise. light choking (with consent). he likes when you wear his clothesāespecially when they end up bunched around your waist. heās got a soft spot for lingerie, too, especially if itās pink.
he likes the bedroom. private, safe, yours. but thereās something about the backseat of his car at night, fogged-up windows, music playing lowā¦ heās tempted.
your moans. the way you look at him. his name falling from your lips like a prayer? instant hard-on. and if youāre being a brat or teasing him in public? yeah. heāll make you pay for it later.
heās super respectful. he wonāt degrade you unless itās specifically something you like. anything that feels disconnected or impersonal? hard no. sex with him has to mean something.
he loves giving. loves. will spend forever between your thighs, hands gripping them like youāre his lifeline. he wants to make you beg, cry, shake. and heās so good at it.
he starts slow. builds you up. listens to every breath you take and every tremble in your voice. when heās close? he gets rougher, messier, desperate.
if youāre needy and heās in the mood? absolutely. heāll pull you into the bathroom at a party or take you apart in the car. he loves the rush, especially if youāre whispering ābe quick, someone could see.ā
heās cautious, but a little risk? hot. public teasing, semi-public stuff like hands under a table, or silent moaning while someoneās nearby? he lives for it.
heās got the endurance of a man possessed. one round? nah. heās gonna keep going until you say stop. he likes watching you get tired before he does.
heās curious. maybe a vibrator to use on you, handcuffs if youāre into it. he doesnāt need them, but heāll definitely try anything that makes you squirm.
heās quiet but deadly. will tease you until you're begging for it. and heāll say āwhatās the magic word?ā with that smug little smirk. absolute menace.
low growls, breathy curses, little āfuck, babyā¦ā moans against your throat. he tries to stay quiet, but he whimpers when you tighten around him. and you love it.
he once asked you to sit on his face while watching a movie, just to see if you could stay quiet. you did not. he hasnāt stopped bringing it up since.
heās packingānot just in size, but in intensity. itās not about how big he is (though heās decently thick), itās the way he uses it, the eye contact, the grip on your waist, the way he says your name.
heās always aching for you. sex isnāt a casual thing for himāitās emotional. he touches you like heās been missing you for months, even if you just saw each other this morning.
he falls asleep with his face in your neck, hand resting on your hip, still humming a little. the kind of sleep that only happens when he knows youāre safe in his arms.
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