men that hate bush are ungrateful and deceitful

ᥫ cw: nsfw, cockwarming, pathetic sonar tbh ᥫ wc: 883 ★ sorry .. hes got a bit of a chokehold on me idek what to say .. i keep saying dont expect any dispatch stuff from me but i keep writing for sonar anyway ... its so xixiover .... cross posted on ao3

— WHAT BETTER WAY TO SPEND YOUR FRIDAY NIGHT?

[♡]: no better way to unwind after a stressful week at work than to play video games with your boyfriend!

“THAT’S— N-NO THAT’S— WRONG WAY, SWEETHEART.” His voice is strained, breathy and dangerously deep, a huskiness that melts into a sort of neediness and desperation.

“I know what I’m doing, Vic,” you say with a huff, arrogance in your tone despite falling off a cliff to your death.

You feel him twitch. “Told you.”

Victor didn’t quite expect to spend his Friday night like this. Sure, when you had come home to the apartment panting, sweating and pissed, he assumed he would be rewarded with some form of coitus as a means of stress relief on your part. He didn’t mind being used for it, it turned him on actually. But being used like this? Beyond cruel. Alas, Victor is a good boyfriend, and you are keeping his cock nice and warm.

It presses deep inside you, filling you up to the brim in a toe-curling stretch, yet your attention couldn’t be farther from it. Your eyes remained glued to the TV, determined to get to the temple of whatever to finally complete some side quest you accidentally started the first week you started playing this game.

Victor’s hands stay on your waist, fingers twitch as they threaten to dig into the fat of it and pull you up and down his cock. His head rests on your shoulder, watching you play the game he’s beaten seven or so times now, occasionally he glances at you to see the scowl on your face as you release the build up frustrations from work on the poor controller button, mashing it through some unimportant exposition from an NPC you accidentally interacted with.

“What the fuck am I even meant to do in this town,” you say with a click of your tongue.

“You— This is for the… the, uh— shit —shrine quest.” Victor’s breathing is ragged, obviously trying to calm himself, maintain his composure.

If it had been any other day, this would’ve been heaven for Victor, having his cock buried deep in his sexy partner and just spending the night playing video games, in his head he could hear the soft “please, Victor… want you to move” rolling off your tongue, he could imagine the deep grunt and the “not now, babe, I’m about to cream this fucker”, he could practically feel the roll of your hips against his, the breathy “I wish you could cream me instead” hot against his skin. Fuck, that’s so hot actually… God, wow, yeah, that would’ve been perfect.

Instead he’s forced to suffer, be patient for you.

It’s difficult when you’re pulsing around him, when you burst through the apartment door looking hot and disheveled, when you tell him to sit on the couch and pull out his cock out of his boxers, when you slip off just your bottoms right in front of him. Man, he really really expected something more fun. But this isn’t so bad. He could be patient. And this all could’ve been worse really. Like… at least he has you on his lap, that’s good. And he’s nice and snug deep inside you too, that’s also good.

It’s not bad. And besides he could learn to be patient— he should actually, so he’ll consider this as some sort of sexy training on that. He’ll be patient while he guides you through the game, point at the different items you should be collecting for your quest. He’ll be patient with every time you groan and whine and inadvertently squirm on his lap. He’ll be patient while he waits for you to either be satisfied enough or frustrated enough to finally fuck him.

Victor’s hands slide under your shirt and find your chest, gently caressing the skin of it and feeling the nice weight of it against his palms. Just a bit longer, he tells himself. His snout wrinkles as he watches you die to some monster. Just a little bit longer, he tells himself. His leg twitches impatiently as you fall off yet another cliff. Just a tiny little bit longer, he tells himself. His jaw clenches as he watches you run around looking for your horse. Just… Just a tiny, itty bitty bit longer, he tells himself. But, Jesus, if you just stopped falling off cliffs and getting distracted…

You groan, frustrated, throwing your hands up in defeat and he muscles on Victor’s thigh clenches at the slightest bit of friction from it. “Vic,” you coo, drawing out the syllable, “can you beat this guy for me?” Your voice is whiney, clearly having enough of respawning every five minutes after getting your ass handed by the same boss.

His breath catches in his throat from the tone of your voice alone, cock twitching against you needily. He bucks his hips against you on instinct, hissing in pleasure at the sudden friction.

He half-expects you to scold him for it, given your mood tonight (you know, not that he’s particularly against you being mean to him), so he’s a little taken aback when your soft giggle fills the room instead.

You wiggle the controller at him, shifting your hips on his lap, causing him to shudder out a moan. “If you beat him, I’ll reward you.” You smile at him.

Imagine sitting on your F/O's face.

"But I'm too fat" "they're too small" If they die, they die.

Dividers by cafekitsune. My boundaries are in my pinned.

Panty and Stocking Relationship headcanons

Being in a relationship with Panty

She was pretty much in denial at first when she realized her feelings for you. Even tried hooking up with other people to erase these feelings but ended up thinking of you instead, she maybe even called out your name accidentally while doing it

When she does come to terms with her feelings, she'd straight up confess to you immediately

Maybe even threaten you with her gun if you dare to think of rejecting her

Expect LOTS of shopping sprees with her and having half the clothes in your closet personally chosen by her

Despite being in a relationship with Panty, she still orders you around. However, it's tame compared to how she treats Brief

In terms of jealousy, I'd think she's the chill going type

But if she does get jealous, she'd tell that person to fuck off

Tends to buy things and give it to you because it- "Reminds me of you, that's all. Don't think much of it."

Doesn't take the initiative when showing affection

A lot of people would slowly come to realize the both of you are dating

She isn't really dedicated in terms of celebrating your anniversary. But if you're the dedicated type, she'll try to, just for you

Being in a relationship with Stocking

I think Stocking would immediately realize her feelings for you

Her indifference from before would immediately switch up to acting like a sweetheart to you

She doesn't confess immediately, tends to keep things slow but also hinting she's into you

Probably the type to think of a perfect place, date, and time to confess. It needs to be perfect and memorable!

Compared to her indifference from before, she's now basically glued to you most of the time. Making her the clingy type

Expect lots of affection from her

Takes the initiative when showing affection

The type to pack lunch for you if you're going somewhere

In terms of jealousy, she gets easily jealous, and wouldn't hesitate to let you know. "I don't like the way they talk to you."

Just seeing you talking to someone will make her grip on you tighten a bit

If she gets very very jealous, expect to never see that person ever again

People would immediately recognize you as the lover of the other

The dedicated type in the relationship in terms of celebrating your anniversary. So expect to be dedicated as well or else...