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I'm curious what you think ♡

Ooooooooooo I love this so much

I'm very partial to the idea of Grisham having what is essentially a coffee shop AU. He exists in two forms in my brain, the unhinged one and the soft one lmao get a man who can do both. He'd start taking breaks when you drop by, giving you coffee on the house no matter how much you insist. Writing poetry on your napkin, which then turns into a risky doodled heart once. You return it with a kiss mark and your number.

Once he realises that what he feels for you is love, I can see Grisham needing a moment to grapple with it. With everything that being loved by him entails, with some insecurities on whether he's good enough for you and definitely with a fear that you wouldn't feel the same way. It's one thing to be with him for his body, for the danger of being with someone who was once in flare. But loving him? Actually wanting more with him?

He can't see that being possible for anyone.

So when he does confess, it comes almost as something he's doing to hurt himself. You're both in bed, your face tucked against his chest, and he has tears in his eyes when he says it, waiting to look down and see your face to contort with disgust, for you to pull away, to tell him that's not really what you want.

Instead you gasp, reaching to hold his face with a glimmer in your eyes, kissing him like you'd been waiting for these words. Whispering against his lips that you love him too.

Philippe would be a romantic from the get go, he's the kind of man who would ask to court you. To give you flowers and take you places, offering his hand every opportunity he has. He makes it clear that he's serious from the first step, that he has no intentional of being casual.

His confession is something planned, he takes you on a date where he can cook for you, take you to see the lights in Prism Tower right after and right there, where you can see both the tower and the river, and he gifts you ring with an inscription inside reading "I love you".

hi ! yes of course ! this is a super different prompt for me, but i hope you enjoy it ! ^^ A/N: i wrote this and then autosave stopped working, so i had to write it again. then autosave stopped working AGAIN, so i ended up writing this about 5/6 times in the end. sorry about that!

i think gia isn’t super experienced either, he’s only had one or two partners before you. but he’s still more experienced than you - and that means setting the pace and making sure you’re comfortable throughout the whole thing. _______________________________________________________

he had you laying down on his bed, one hand on your waist and the other cupping your cheek as he kissed you. but, you tilted your head away from him, breaking the kiss. you wanted to tell him that you’d never been touched before, you were completely new to this, and you thought he should know, so he can go a little gentler with you. you just hoped it wouldn’t be a deal breaker. “wait, gia…” he pulled back, looking over you with concern. “hm? what’s up? everythin’ okay?” “yeah, it’s just… i feel like i should tell you before we go any further.. it’s my first time.” he looked over you with an expression you weren’t sure you’ve ever seen before, and he stayed quiet for a few seconds.

“i’m your first, huh?” 

and there it was. that shit-eating smirk. knowing he was going to be the first man to touch you, to fuck you, gave giacomo the biggest ego boost. part of him wanted to ravage you, but an even bigger part of him wanted to take care of you, thank you for being so trusting of him. “i’ll make sure to go nice and slow for ya, then - set a pace you feel comfortable with.”  he kissed you again, this time his hands roaming softly over your body, until it stopped just above the button on your shorts, and pulled away from the kiss again. “this okay?”  you looked up at him and nodded, and he bent down to give you a quick peck on the lips.  “sweet. i’ll be gentle with ya, don’t worry.” he undid the button on your shorts, keeping eye contact with you the whole time - making sure you were comfortable enough for him to keep going.  he undid the button of your shorts, lowered your fly, and then slowly, carefully pulled them down.  his eyes kept an intense hold on you as he lowered his hands to rub you over your panties, softly. ”is this alright?” you let out a soft moan in response. ”yes gia.. if anything feels off, i’ll tell you.” he continued to rub you, coming down to give you a quick but passionate kiss. giacomo slid your panties off, and his fingers found your sensitive bundle of nerves, rubbing it lightly before he pushed a finger in, barely to the first knuckle.   “how is it, babe? feelin’ good?” it was a different feeling - different than your own fingers of course, but knowing that giacomo was taking care of you, setting such a slow pace for you, even though it was probably driving him wild, made it feel even better. "feels… good…" his finger pushed in deeper, before he started to slowly move it. his eyes wandered over your face, before he came down to kiss you softly. a second finger found it's way to your entrance, and he slid it into you so much easier than the first. giacomo found a steady pace - not too fast but not too slow - his fingers moving deeper and deeper, his kiss growing deeper to match. you tangled your hands in his hair, slightly tugging at it, which caused him to moan into the kiss.

eventually, his fingers slipped out of you, and he began to unbutton his black jeans and slide them down. "before i, y'know.." a sudden wave of bashfulness washed over giacomo - "are ya SURE it's okay? i'm not gonna be mad, or upset, or anythin' like that if you say no." you reached your arms up to cup his face. "it's okay gia, i promise. i WANT you to be my first. i'm doing this with you because i love you, and i trust you, and i know you'll take extra special care of me. everything's okay, i promise." he gave you a light peck, bringing one hand down to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. "alright, princess." he stepped out of his boxers and flung them to the floor, finally freeing his throbbing cock from its restraints. "i'll be gentle with ya, promise." he lined his cock up with your entrance, running it over your folds a few times before he pushed himself into you, slowly, slowly - until he bottomed out. “fuck, you feel so good already. all good if i start movin’?” ”yes, please move…” giacomo moved slowly, afraid any sudden movements would break you. "let me know when to speed up, 'kay?" "you can speed up now, it just feels so good.." you moaned out. it felt foreign - different, but at the same time it felt undeniably amazing. his caution with you made it feel even better - you were so happy that giacomo was now officially your first. he picked up the pace substantially - fast enough for it to feel even better, but still gentle enough for it to be comfortable for you. you couldn't stop moaning. you'd expected your first time to be so different to this - to be painful, uncomfortable, you'd expected to want to stop halfway through. but giacomo was so accomodating, so sweet, and that made it feel even better. as you grew more accustomed to him, and as your moans grew louder and louder, giacomo quietly decided that you were prepped enough, and wet enogh, and he wanted to take you his way. he knew you wouldn't be able to handle him completely yet and he promised himself, and promised you, that he'd be gentle with you, but you felt so good wrapped around him, looked so good under him, and your moans were just music to his ears.

“if you’re feelin’ alright,” he pulled out of you, and gave your hips a small push, “turn around for me.” you turned, laying flat on your stomach. he grabbed your legs and propped them up, so that you were on all fours, with your back arched. “just like that, good girl.” his hands found your hips, holding them oh so tight as he slid himself back into you. this time, he didn't hesitate so much; he didn't treat you like you were so fragile. he threw his head back in pleasure as your walls swallowed him. "shit.. you feel so amazing, baby. i'm so, so lucky."