☼ sensitive ears

ngl his ears were questionable for me at first but now i think they’re the cutest thing ever they’re so big omg. i just know they’re so sensitive and he probably shivers when you touch them. if you straddle his lap and play with his hair and give him a little kiss on the ears he will absolutely melt into you. but he especially likes them touched during sex: tug him by his ears while he’s eating you out and he’ll go feral, whimpering into your cunt as he laps you up desperately. if you nip them softly while riding him he’ll cum instantly :’)

☼ speaking of cum, he has a breeding kink for sure

tbh, are they really a hybridman if they don’t go into heat? if he’s anything like albedo i’d imagine he’s typically shy, too; he also seems like the submissive type who lets you take the lead, but when it’s breeding season? he can’t keep his hands off you, coming up behind you while you’re cooking or smth, wrapping his tail around your torso while his hands snake up your shirt and he’s kissing softly at your neck to get your attention. when you don’t immediately acknowledge him (which only makes him more crazy) he’ll rut into you gently, whining and moaning bc he needs your help cause it’s that time, and he won’t be able to focus on anything until he fills his pretty girl up with his babies.

“please, baby? you know how i get, please just let me do it once, that’s all i swear”

ofc he lasts several rounds, but you have no interest in stopping him when he’s tearing orgasms out of you every 3 minutes <3

☼ bitingggg

☼ he loves morning sex.

he’ll never get tired of waking up to see your ethereal beauty while you’re sleeping. how lucky he is to be graced with such a view first thing in the morning. gazing at your resting face, your expression full of pure peace and contentment always makes his heart (and dick) throb. after watching you for a few minutes he’d pull your body close to his, gently turning you around so your back is flush with his chest. he loves how perfectly you fit inside his arms, starting every morning kissing and nipping your neck as he runs his hand along the soft swells and valleys of your frame until you awoke, rolling your hips into him in delight. albedo’s heart melts every time he hears you whimper out a soft please, his cue to give your soaking cunt what it wants so bad. if there’s enough time, he’ll prep you properly, spending over an hour tending to your dripping pussy, pumping his fingers into you with you curled against him, or nuzzling between your plush thighs and thrusting his tongue inside your heat. when he’s in a rush, though, he’ll apologize as he slowly slides inside, stretching your little cunny as he guides your hips back to meet his. even on his busiest mornings, he always takes his time with this part, his favorite part, worshipping you with praise while his careful, tender strokes bring both of you to your climax. he’ll kiss your neck again as he gently rubs your clit; he knows your body well enough to know just what it takes for you to come undone. he holds out just long enough to finish with you, letting his milky cum paint your spasming walls as you gush around him, body ablaze with pleasure. he’ll stay buried inside you for as long as he can, often not pulling out until you’ve drifted back to sleep.

☼ he loves cockwarming you.

like i said, albedo would have absolutely adore someone to marry them. so, naturally, he wants to be as close to you as he can, for as long as he can. whether he’s working from home or you’re watching a movie together, he’s dragging you onto his lap, his pretty sapphire eyes wide with desire as he asks if you could sit on his cock. even before bed he’s wrapping his arms around you, mumbling into your neck, his dick pressing against your ass as he tells you how bad he wants to put it inside. he especially loves cockwarming after sex (see above). he’s obsessed with the way your body feels, so warm and soft, seeing how your chest rises and falls rapidly as you come down from your high.

☼ he has a breeding kink.

after spending so much time with his adopted family, i know he couldn’t help but get excited at the thought of having his own. he wouldn’t pressure you, of course, but it was almost embarrassing how fast he got hard hearing you offhandedly say you wanted a baby. he’s a man of science, so naturally he’d have calculated every day you had a good chance of being fertile, making sure he filled you up with his cum over and over until you were both hazy from pleasure. he’d even breed you on days you didn’t, just to be safe. his favorite position is mating press, holding your legs still as he pounds into you, making sure you take every last drop of his cum. his usual gentle lovemaking is nothing like the desperate way he breeds you, rutting into your already filled pussy as he moans about how pretty you’re gonna look when he gets you pregnant. if you reach up and play with his hair, especially while begging for him to make you a mommy, he’ll go feral, hips snapping into yours at a brutal pace, the two of you moaning and panting in harmony together. his second favorite position is doggy style, one hand keeping your back arched as the other holds your hips in place while he slams his dick inside you. he’s rough, but you love it, love seeing your sweet, charming husband finally snap as he fucks so hard you can barely think. he’s still so attentive, noticing the way you moan and grind into his thrusts whenever he hits that one spot. he’ll grip your hip even tighter, abusing your sweet spot until you’re shuddering with delight, the delicious feeling of your orgasm making your brain melt while you cream around his cock. he’ll always give you one strong stroke before he cums, his tip flush with your cervix as he collapses above you, moaning in your ear while his semen spurts out of his twitching cock, a steady stream of thick white fluid that drools out of your pussy.

☼ he loves when you bake for him.

you two always share the chores, and he loves coming home to smell whatever delicious meal you’re preparing for him. but, he does have a sweet tooth, so nothing can compare to seeing his sweet little wife in the apron he bought, poring over a recipe book with a cute confused look as you try to convert measurements in your mind. he’ll come up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, and you can feel he’s already have hard as he asks what you’re making. you tell him to guess, dipping your fingers in the sticky batter and letting him get a taste. the way he sucks your finger is sinful, his slippery tongue swirling around the digit as his teeth graze your skin.

“sweet,” albedo sighed, pulling off your finger as he knelt behind you. “but,” he began, his hands sliding up your legs, lifting your dress and giving you a soft bite on your upper thigh before kissing the damp spot on your panties. “i think i have a taste for something even sweeter.”

☼ he loves taking showers with you.

he had every reason to be annoyed with you getting sick— after all, he told you not to come with him to dragonspine in the first place.

+ “it’s not safe, i’d really rather you stay here,” albedo mumbled into your shoulder, your arms latched around him as you refused to let him leave without you. “you aren’t as acclimated to the weather as i am, i don’t want you catching a chill.”

- “if you go, i go!” you chirped, determined to stay by your lover at any cost. “i’ll be fine, i’ll bring a heavy coat, and sit by the fire the whole time, i promise.” albedo knew you were set on coming with him, and didn’t bother protesting any more.

but now you were lying in his bed, several blankets wrapped around you that you shivered in spite of. he’d taken the week off of working to tend to you, bringing you warm bowls of soup prepared himself, and carrying you around the house whenever you got tired of your current scenery. if he was irritated about your stubbornness, he certainly didn’t show it.

“i’m sorry, ’bedo,” you mumbled sheepishly. in your febrile state, your emotions were out of sync. you had started sobbing when he patted your head earlier that day, feeling guilty for getting sick when he told you stay in the city. “i should’ve listened to you. i’m sorry i make everything so difficult. you don’t deserve that.”

albedo looked up from his sketch, tossing his pen and notebook aside as he made his way to the bed. he say down next to you, pulling your swaddled form to his chest with a sigh.

“please, don’t say those kinds of things,” albedo told you, stroking your aching head.

“but it’s true,” you protested, tears pricking your eyes. you sniffled, the action unsuccessful due to your congested nose. “you were right, i knew you were, too. but i was stupid, and argumentative, and now i’m a burden because i got myself sick, and—”

albedo quickly grabbed your chin, tilting you toward him before kissing you, gently despite his sense of urgency.

“there,” he said softly, his full lips spreading into a delicate smile. “now i’ve gotten myself sick, too. do you think those things about me?”

you felt your face somehow flush even warmer. “of course not!” you explained. “but- why would you do that?”

“why did you insist on following me to dragonspine?”

you paused, thinking. the question caught you off guard. “it’s selfish, but, i didn’t want you to be alone,” you murmured. “not when you have me.”

“well, now i’m not alone,” albedo said, cupping your face with both hands. you let yourself melt in his touch, the coolness of his fingers soothing your burning body. “and, not only do i have you, i get to take care of you. perhaps i’m selfish as well— i could have easily stopped you. but here i am, enjoying this moment despite your illness- or rather, because of it.”

he sighed contentedly, drinking in your dreamy expression as you listened to his words. you were so tired, your body exhausted from fighting your cold. he could tell you were moments away from drifting off, but continued nonetheless.

“how lucky we are to be so selfish about one another, that we greed for each other’s presence.” albedo leaned in, kissing you once more, tenderly slipping his tongue inside, smiling against your lips as you sleepily kissed him back. he pulled away, resting his forehead on yours with a peaceful exhale.

“truthfully, i don’t want you to be alone, either. i’ve never met someone so captivating, my heart aches when we’re apart.” he pulled you to his chest again, rubbing your back as you slipped into unconsciousness, though not before you heard the rest of his confession.

’bedo tells you he’s going out friends from school, so you better not burn the apartment down while he’s away. you laugh, assuring him that everything will be just how he left it when he comes home from doing nerd shit with his nerd friends.

in walk xiao & kazuha, who look incredibly out of place next to your preppy roommate, xiao dressed in ripped black jeans, oversized metal t shirt, and more piercings and chains than you can count. kazuha, on the other hand, dressed like a typical skater boy, a denim jacket over his hoodie with a beanie on, and, after looking closer, you notice a blunt tucked behind his ear.

you didn’t have time to ask how on earth they met each other before xiao’s telling him to get his ass in the car, kazuha letting out a chuckle that made you certain the wood he had rolled up wouldn’t be the first he’d smoked today.

albedo returns hours later, the scent of weed mixed with his cologne filling your senses as the collapses on the couch next to you.

“the apartment is still standing, nice job,” he tells you, letting his arm rest on the upholstery behind you.

“i didn’t know you smoked,” you blurt out. it came as a surprise to you, your goody two shoes roommate who always hounded you about studying and getting to class on time being a stoner. it was out of character for him, but, then again—

“there’s a lot you don’t know about me,” albedo hummed, his other hand tilting your chin to face him. his eyelids were heavy, aquamarine irises practically glowing in the redness of his sclera. “wanna find out more?”

your face grew warm. it was usually you flustering him— being on the receiving of his taunting had your mind scrambling. it didn’t help that he looked so pretty, too, his blonde hair tied back, a few strands free and framing his face. he looked so relaxed, too, sucking his plump bottom lip as his eyes scanned your face.

albedo leaned in, giving you a few soft pecks before laying you down on the couch and shifting his focus down your jaw. the citrusy aroma of marijuana mingling with the sweetness of his cologne had your heart pounding, his tongue lapping at the soft skin of your neck, sucking and nibbling little pink and purple marks. you mewled, wrapping your arms around him as tingles of pleasure made their way down your neck to your heat.

his kisses trailed lower, biting and suckling his way down your torso. albedo spread your legs, a ravenous smile on his face as he looked down at the wet patch on your shorts. albedo glanced up at you as his long fingers tugged them off you

“you know the best part about getting high?” albedo asked rhetorically, looking up at you as his long fingers stripped the item off you. he refocused on your pussy, the outline visible in the thin black fabric, which he lazily pulled to the side as he nestled between your legs. “everything tastes even better than normal,” he finished, licking a long stripe up your cunt. you squealed at the warmth of his tongue on your sensitive clit.

albedo’s hands quickly flew to your hips, pinning you in place as he continued to drag his flattened tongue against your pussy. it felt good, but it wasn’t enough. you struggled in his grasp, hands raking his soft golden hair, trying to get closer so his focus would be where you needed him most. he took his time with you, alternating between biting and sucking on your thighs and tracing your cunt with the tip of his tongue until you were dripping with desire.

“albedo,” you sighed, your pussy twitching with arousal. “please don’t tease me.”

albedo hummed in response, placing light pecks on your clitoris and the purpling hickeys he left on your thighs. just as you were about to break and beg him for more, you felt him slip a finger inside your slick hole as he suckled your clit. your back arched involuntarily as arousal pooled in your core. albedo slowly thrusted his finger inside you, gently rubbing against your plush walls as he sucked harshly at your clit, sending bolts of pleasure through you. it was too much, but you couldn’t stop moaning long enough to beg him to slow down.

his mouth and hands switched positions as he tongue fucked you, his thumb rubbing tender circles on your swollen bud. your pussy quivered around his warm tongue as he plunged inside the drooling canal, white liquid coating his cherry red lips. you looked down at albedo, the hungry way he lapped at your cunt made the lustful tingle in your body grow. he noticed you were watching and looked up, his red rimmed eyes drinking in the look of bliss on your face with an animalistic desire.

“so damn cute,” albedo sighed dreamily between thrusts of his tongue. “could stay between these pretty thighs forever.”

albedo smirked at your flustered expression, keeping his eyes trained on yours as he alternated his movements again, shoving three long fingers into you as his mouth nursed your puffy clit. you squealed as his fingers curled against your g spot, the satisfying stretch combined with the stimulation of your most sensitive parts had you creaming around him. your moans were licentious as they echoed through the apartment, unable to control your volume as albedo’s fingers slipped in and out of your drooling cunt while his tongue rubbed your clit.

the pleasure building up was potent, making you tremble with desire as your orgasm loomed closer and closer. albedo felt your walls tighten, and he fucked his fingers into faster, brutally abusing your sweet spot as he sucked vigorously at your bud. you couldn’t help pulling his hair as you got closer and closer, warmth spreading through your lower body. with one forceful curl of his fingers you came undone, ecstatic bliss rupturing through you as you gushed around him.

your orgasm was powerful, leaving you too breathless to protest as albedo fingered you through it. you felt your overstimulated cunt clench around his fingers before clear liquid sprayed out of your fluttering hole, soaking his hand and forearm.

“ah- sorry,” you whined, embarrassed at your body’s lewd response to him. “i didn’t mean to.”

albedo chuckled as he slowly pulled out, sucking his sticky fingers coated in your slick. he laid his head on the soft meat of your thigh, sighing against the tender skin.