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xavier!

xavier prefers tits. he loves it when he gets to bury his face in your soft, squishy tits. when he gets sleepy during movie marathon at night with you, he rests his head on your shoulder first, before that freak suddenly turned his head to your chest and breathe you in as if he couldn’t live without having his face squeezed in between your soft tits.  oh he doesn’t forget to cup one, or maybe two of your tits with his big hands if he’s feeling greedy (which he always does). when cuddling, his hands would always slipped under your shirt and if you’re wearing bra, he would just unhook it so he could cup it with his hands. “what do you need a bra for? i can hold it for you. i can keep it warm too.” oh another reason he prefers your tits is probably because he loves boobjob. he could feel his precum dripping out more and more when he placed his hard cock between your soft tits. the way your soft skin rubbed his cock and the heat between them makes him want to burst right at your face. you would let him tho, wouldn’t you?

zayne!

it’s known that zayne likes your back. he would always gets and spoils you with outfits and suspiciously all of it somehow has a way to show off your back. you figured it out yourself with the way he would always has you on all fours and him taking you from behind. he gets the meanest and roughest in that position. if he didn’t have any self control, he would love to breed you in that position too. but that’s his dirty secret and let it be that way.  zayne wouldn’t hesitate to say your back if you asked him which part of your body is his favourite. but if you specifically asked, ass or tits, the doctor would probably go for ass. he loves how it jiggles whenever his hip thrusts into you. when the soft skin of your ass turned red from his spankings whenever you’re being bratty, he feels like being meaner. “you love getting on my nerves, don’t you? it’s like you actually want me to punish you.” it’s okay, zayne will just spanks you while he pounds you from behind! after all, you do love getting punished by him.

rafayel!

it is hard to tell which part of your body rafayel is into. the artist loves to worship every inch of your skin and body. he gives all of them equal love and affection, never forgetting to kiss every part of you. however, you do notice he gives your tummy a little more attention than the others. you don’t understand how he would love your tummy more, you don’t really like it but oh well. whenever you are cuddling with him, he loves to give a little rub to your belly. when things get heated, he would lower his head down to your tummy to give it kisses. if he’s feeling possessive, you would find him leaving a few bite marks and hickeys. he could get off to your belly alone. you would lay there feeling exposed, looking up at him while he strokes his throbbing cock above your stomach. “how could you dislike a part of you that i really love, cutie? i’m offended.” he would make sure to paint your belly with his warm cum so that you know how he really loves it and shouldn’t dare to dislike his favourite thing. ass or tits? tummy. 

sylus!

sylus makes it obvious how he loves your thighs. his eyes shine bright whenever you wear shorts, mini skirts or a slit dress (bonus if the colour of the dress is red). he is shameless about it too, practically gawking when you dressed the way he likes it for your date with him. sometimes you wouldn’t even make it to the date! bad, greedy sylus is to blame. or is it you for wearing those? his favourite view is when you pair your shorts with one of his shirts. walking around the house, completely clueless that a certain predator is watching you from the corner. be careful to not bend over with that outfit. since he’s also fond of ass, that action isn’t helping you! the moment you bend over, you would feel your feet lifted off the ground, before getting thrown on the bed. “did you do that on purpose, sweetie? what a naughty kitten.” you would see the stars with how he’s eating you out after. his tongue shoved inside your hole while his finger keeps rubbing your clit. oh if you want to make him see stars too (and cums untouched), you should squeeze him with your thighs! he would die a happy man. 

caleb!

putting rafayel on a sex ban since that night he accidentally hurt you. it wasn’t something big. rafayel was just pulling an orgasm after orgasm from you, overstimulating to the point of tears falling down your cheeks. since it was your first time with him, it got overwhelming real fast and you had asked him to stop. rafayel, who was lost in the pleasure of pleasing you, quickly stopped at the sound of your voice cracking and your weak attempt to shove him off. the lemurian wouldn’t ever dare to hurt his beloved, immediately arranged an aftercare session after. you fall asleep safely in his arms while he gave you soft kisses on your face. you decided a sex ban was more than necessary after that incident. rafayel didn’t complain much. “it’s okay. you can take your time, cutie.” 

for the first few days, it was fine for you. not for rafayel. he got to taste you, feel you, touched you in every way possible, see your vulnerability, and feel the intensity of the love from you and him. how was he supposed to act normal after? he needs to indulge in the feelings again. and that’s how he finds himself in this situation. he swore he wasn’t taking advantage or hurting you. he just loves you so much. words or paintings he spent hours on making couldn’t describe the love he is having for you. you were sleeping peacefully, all exposed and defenseless on his bed. you were wearing his shirt with your underwear on. the pink one with a tiny bow at the centre, his favourite pair. 

he lay down beside you, taking in the sight of you. he couldn’t help himself but to slipped his hand past your panties. fuck, you’re wet. he let out a dry chuckle. “oh, cutie. you want me, huh? did you dream about me?” his fingers began to work as he rubbed on your clit. he exhaled deeply as his gaze turned to your sleeping face. “you’re so cruel for this, cutie. how could you put me on a ban? you know i can’t live without you.” his other hand slipped past his sweatpants, gripping his already hard cock. “f-fuck… n-need you, cutie…” he continued on rubbing your clit until he heard an involuntary soft moan coming from you. “…you like that? of course, you do. c’mon, give me more…” his fingers moved to your soaked cunt, before he shoved his fingers inside you. 

your body was jolted awake at the sensation. your vision was blurry as you saw rafayel beside your figure. it took you about a minute to realise he had his fingers inside you. “rafayel…? w-what are you doing…?” upon realising you’re awake, he gave you a soft kiss on the cheek. “just giving you what you need.” you try to shove him away, but it was a  useless attempt as he pinned you down. “i already said you’re on a ban…” he just replied with a hum, staring at you with a darkened gaze. “i know, cutie. but i need you so badly. i want to love you. i want to touch and worship your body until every part of it becomes mine.” 

for a moment, you forgot how rafayel isn’t a human. he doesn’t understand how human’s morality works. saying no and asking him to stop wouldn’t work. the ban was useless. you stopped fighting him as you let your body indulge in the pleasure. “that’s it, cutie. isn’t it better when you stop fighting and just let me worship you?” he leaned in and kissed your lips, while his fingers pumped in and out of your soaked pussy. he switched to rub and pinch your clit, making you cry out into his mouth. he pulled away, taking in the pathetic sight of you. “oh, cutie. i haven’t even give my all yet you’re crying? you are so sensitive. i should have known. you are just a human, after all.” a mean chuckle escaped his lips. he was giving you a mock sympathy and that made you feel like you wanted to burst more. “do you wanna cum, cutie? I can feel that you’re close. wanna make a mess on my fingers, yeah?” he fastened his pace, rubbing and fingering you. your hips bucked as you could feel reaching the peak. “y-yes… raf…! let me cum…! please!” 

just as you were about to ride your high, rafayel pulled his fingers away. you whimpered at the loss feeling. you were so close, why did he stop? “raf… why…? i was close…” you cried as your hips jerked up to search for any friction to satisfy your need. but he held you down, as he smiled at you. “didn’t you cry and sob the last time i made you finished- like what, 4 times? i thought you didn’t like it, cutie. figure edging would make you feel better.” 

it has been known that caleb is a dog. all his actions are just him being a dog. the way he follows you around the house making it look like he got a tail wagging fast. he got that puppy eyes on whenever you’re cuddling with him. the necklace that you gave him before he was leaving for skyhaven? that was literally a dog tag, a sign of claim from you on him. he’s not complaining either. he loves getting claimed and showing off how he belongs to you. his puppy eyes got even worse when you’re not showering him with praises. he also cooks good food for you, so of course he’s expecting a little praise. oh but his eyes are shining bright when you did give him. ‘good boy’ is a classic but he loves that. 

we don’t talk about his rut. it’s the worse thing to ever happen. or maybe the best.  he would have you on all fours, your face is shoved onto the bed with his hand while he bucked himself into you from behind. “f-fuck- pips…! you feel so good…! i’m sorry-!” while maintaining his harsh pace. letting him fuck you during his rut truly is a mistake. all that man want now is breed and breed. “i’m gonna burst in you, pips- fuck-!” his thrust is getting faster as he could feel he was about to cum. your mind was numb from how hard he was fucking you. you could only stay there with your cheeks smooshed onto the bedsheet and take him. “s-shit, p-pips, i’m cumming-!” was what you heard before you feel his warm seed spilling into your womb. “love you pips…” he leaned down to kiss your sweaty forehead and nuzzled your neck. you thought he was done before you feel his cock hardening again inside you. “i’m sorry pips… seems like i can’t let you rest for tonight.  ❤︎”

loser!rafayel who is scared of rejection, chooses to just watch you from afar.

loser!rafayel who practiced drawing anatomy by drawing you and your perfect body.

loser!rafayel who keeps a collection of your photos in his albums and also printed it out to stick it on his wall! (he said it gives him motivation!)

loser!rafayel who is actually crazy for you.

loser!rafayel who follows you home to make sure you arrived home safely. He isn’t a stalker. He just wanna make sure you’re safe.

loser!rafayel who finally downloaded dating app and was so surprised to actually match with his cutie.

loser!rafayel who jerks off to your cute texts. How dare you sent him a cute selfie and update him with your little life. Like he doesn’t know already.

loser!rafayel who cums to your cute and innocent selfies. He loves your wide doe eyes and cute little smile.

loser!rafayel that finally could get close to you gifted you with a cat plushie. He knows how much you love cats. He even installed a camera and a microphone in its eyes so he could finally know your routine. <3

loser!rafayel who watched you through the camera while his hands are desperately stroking his hard and aching cock, seeing his cutie humping a small pillow while moaning cutely. He was sure he heard you moaning ‘Rafayel’ too.