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Atlas would be a very clingy lover.

First thing he'll do the moment he woke up with you beside him is, simply hovering himself over and just drape himself over you. Playing with your hair be it long or short.

Smiling oh so cheekily, completely a sucker for you. The thought of you being his is just, something.

And so when you stir awake with him resting his chin on your chest, smiling up at you with a innocent and a bit of a mischievous glint. You just know you'll be stuck there for a good while, bet you wouldn't even complain about it. You wouldn't, why would you?

"Good, whatever the fuck time it is right now." He chuckled as he nuzzled impossibly closer to you, "Did you rest well? ...Me? I definitely do with you beside me—" He only laughed when you pushed his face away in embarrassment.

Atlas would be veeeryy pouty if you ignore him.

When you ignore him, be it as a prank or punishment, he would wrap his arms around your middle and rest his chin on your shoulder, nuzzling to your face and neck. Whispering questions of why are you ignoring him, sometimes whispering a little demand, telling you to look at him once.

But if any of his coaxing doesn't work, he'll be pouty for the rest of the day even after you given him your attention, it'll last for at least like 3 days before he just throw himself to you and trap you underneath him.

"Don't ignore me like that next time, you know I can't handle all that." He tuts, though he isn't really mad at you, he couldn't stay mad. Getting mad at you feels absolutely illegal, or at least that's what he thought.

Atlas would be a small spoon in bed.

He prefers to be held, though sometimes he doesn't mind to be the big spoon. But most of the time, he rather bury his face under your chin, finding comfort in your arms.

He held onto you quite, tightly. As if he was afraid, or maybe it was just your imagination.

He would love it if you play with his hair when you two are cuddling on the bed, he would literally melt into your hold.

"Mmm.. yes, more please." He sighed contently as he nuzzle his face on your chest.

The idea of Atlas turning into a penguin when he's embarrassed is so cute.

Like, what if he accidentally walked in on you? He would stood there, frozen. Eyes up, slowly going down and then within a blink he was no longer tall and poofed into something smaller.

A penguin.

His small fins covering his own eyes as he stutters in embarrassment, yelling at you for not locking the door of HIS OWN apartment.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU LOCK THE DOOR?!—" He scrambled as he stood by the door, it's closed already don't worry. "It's my— oh right.."

So cute.

So, all this concludes he is a golden retriever boyfriend. For now at least.

©grimssunshine — 2026 // Do not Copy/Translate/Use for AI

You remember, you remember so clearly that night—

How his lips trembled, his eyes teary as he look over at your hand that slides under his gloves, feeling his skin touching yours. How he let out soft moans and sobs as he watch you touch his sensitive hand directly, it drove you insane.

. . .

"Casper.." You called out to him, you had woken up first, something had stirred you up. Or at least that's what you think, you shuffled on your side of the bed. Slowly crawling over to his side, he who had been closing his eyes finally opens them up, "S, sunshine? What's wrong?" He asked as you climbed over onto him. Straddling the male under you, his face immediately flushed red.

You can never get tired of that flustered face of his, such an adorable little reaper. "Sunshine— what—" "Shh.. casper, I'm feeling a bit feisty today." His lips trembled as he stare at you, who' straddling him, smiling cheekily above him. His red hues looked at you with a silent plea, a plea for you to continue whatever that you're planning to do to him.

So irresistible he is, made you want to bite him, maybe you'll do that later, you thought. You look over at his hand, his bare hand. Casper noticed, how you've been staring at his hand, his hand twitches, "..What, what is it? Is, something wrong with, my hand?" His breath soon hitches when he felt your hand crawling over from his chest, to his arms, eventually going for his hand.

Little breathy moans escaped his lips as his eyes focuses on your hand, "w, wha..t.." he muttered, "Your hand, is very sensitive huh?" You chuckled, earning a soft whine from the white haired male below you. "I, I am too used wearing gloves!— I, never had anyone touching my hand like this.." he explained, his voice waver as he does. "You're so cute." He whined again, "Mmh.. Stop.."

You pulled his hand over to your lips, you saw his eyes widened as he watches your lips hover to his fingers, "Casper.." whispering his name huskily, then you traced your lips over his hand, licking his finger. Making him jolted, trembling under your intoxicating lips. "Haa— ah— stop..— w, wait.." he tried to pull his hand away, but you held his hand tighter. "Shh, it's okay.." you cooed. Slowly continuing your onslaught, watching him crumble underneath you, just by kissing his hands.

"Oh Casper.. you made me want to ruin you even more now."

"H, huh?" His red eyes, teary as he look at you with confusion, his breath shaky as he stares at you, intruiged yet there's also a bit of fear, and, excitement. You smiled at him,

"... You know what, let me see more of that face, let me see you crumble, cry even more underneath me.

I promise I'll take a good care of you."

©grimssunshine . 2024 ; do not copy/translate/use for ai