PvK's Bizarre Adventure: Thirst is Unquenchable

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I don’t know what else to say except I’m happy I actually finished a fic for the first time in months and thank you for all of the support! ✨ and I hope you enjoy!

Imagine your fave pulling you close, their arms around your waist, kissing your neck lovingly. Maybe you’re leaning into their embrace moments after you came through the door? Or settled in their lap, safe and secure, their hands gently running through your hair? Perhaps they’re pressed up behind you in bed, fingers tracing a slow pattern on your tummy? Imagine them softly singing your favourite romantic song, close to your ear, their breath fanning your skin. In between words, they press slow kisses to your neck, stroking through your hair, caressing your sides. Maybe they feel you relaxing into them, your long day having taken a toll on you, falling asleep at the soothing sound of your fave’s voice. They’ll help you to bed, carrying you if they can, holding you close and watching you until you sleep. Or you settle gratefully into their lap, moving away so you can watch their face, those eyes you fell in love with. You kiss their lips this time, over and over, locked in a loving embrace for the rest of the evening. Or perhaps their hands settle on your hips, their body pressing ever closer, teeth catching your earlobe. Their fingertips journey over your body, touching places they know will make you gasp. You can feel their soft breaths against your neck, faster than before, and their voice is husky when they ask your permission to go further… So many possibilities, but one thing is certain. They will love you all night long… and forever, if you let them.

I’m probably never going to finish this– I might we’ll see.

Alright, my terrible repertoire of dirty Santa jokes has nearly run dry, lmao… I apologise for this messy, unfinished thing, but it’s the thought that counts, right? I just really needed to get this out! 

the great hero all might :D

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