Imagine-a-Hetalia

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APH Finland/Timo Vainonen:

He loves to give his partner aftercare, it makes him feel good about himself! He, of course, likes recieving it too, but he never asks for it and it would require his partner to initate.

Timo is really dominant. He isn’t much of a dirty talker, but rather, a smooth talker. Instead of talking down his partner, he makes them melt into a horny mess. But, he can get kinky if he or his partner wants to.

He loves, loves, LOVES to be tied up. Make him helpless.

One of his guilty pleasures is to listen to sexual audio. He wouldn’t ever record him and/or his partner though, not unless his partner goes out of their way to ask. He just listens to porn, but doesn’t watch it, or he goes to a site dedicated to it.

Can’t stand threesomes, gangbangs, etc. He is only down if he is in a polyarmorous relationship, because he cares a lot about being only with his partner.

Has some porn magazines in a box under his bed. He likes the glossy feeling of the pages, and they are fun to look at in his opinion. If he comes into a serious relationship, he decides he doesn’t need them so he stores them in his closet.

Timo has some thicccccc thighs and butt. He melts if you compliment them with lots of lovey kisses and attention.

Dick is uncircumsized, thicc, but not very long.

Reaching out are rough hands, clean from the day's work, but dirty from theripe sin that he bathed in. No one expects him to be tender, but he is with them.He is delicately moving his arms around their back, slowly pulling them closeas if he was handling a frightened dog that was about to be rescued. Wheneverit comes to this moment, he is quiet and solemn, reminding his partner of theswollen hums of prayer in a church.

Once, he asked them if they were afraid. His eyes were downcast, hisface shadowed by the night. The warmth of his body carried them to sleep morethan the sheets of their bed ever could, and his breathing against their neckwas a lullaby their parents could never sing. They didn't look at him, insteadclosing their eyes, inhaling the smell of the forest. When they spoke, theysaid their words gently and softly, as if speaking to a newborn fawn, "Youhaven't given me reason to be."

"Good. Let's keep it that way." He whispers.

there’s a lot of nyo boys. or. well. there’s a handful.