You shrug, feeling a little hesitant under his narrowed gaze. You'd been so excited when you'd bought the vibrator, imagining all the possibilities, but now…

"I thought it would be…fun." You murmur.

Luke grunts, raising a brow.

"Oh yeah? My fingers aren't fun enough? My mouth? My cock-"

"Luke." You huff slightly, reaching out to stroke your knuckles against his forearm. "I am NOT replacing you. If I was, I would have bought a far bigger toy-"

Luke snorts slightly, easing the tension.

You open your palm in front of him.

"Phone."

Luke raises a brow again, but quickly slides his scratched phone out of his pocket, handing it over. He goes back to examining the vibrator, holding it up to the light and running his fingers over the plastic. He's always been a tactile guy.

You unlock his phone, and it takes about 20 seconds to download the app and link it to the vibrator.

"Oh!" Luke lets out a little surprised grunt as the toy comes to life in his hands, buzzing away happily, as if to show how competent it can be. Luke's blue eyes widen a little, and the corner of his mouth pulls into a slight smirk.

"Hm. Interesting. So I can…control this from my phone now?" His voice is low, gravelly.

You smirk back.

"Yeah, baby. Any time you want. The power is in your hands." You place the phone back into his jeans pocket, giving his ass a light tap as you do. "Literally."

The vibrator mysteriously disappears after that for a few days. It's fine, you're both busy anyway. You with work, Luke with the carnival. They're moving to a new location in the city, and Luke has his hands full with moving tents, machinery, anything that involves a bit of brute strength. You don't mind it - seeing him come home in the evenings sweaty and streaked in grease is…certainly an aphrodisiac. It's just a shame you're both so tired.

The next time you get a few moments together is Saturday - the opening night of the new carnival show. You're excited. It's not like you haven't seen Luke bike before, but he promises that tonight will be bigger and better that before.

You're getting ready for the evening, picking out a nice outfit, when Luke ducks into your small bedroom.

"Hey." He hums, smirking as he wraps his arms around you from behind and hooks his chin over your shoulder. "Can you do something for me?"

You turn your head to look at him, taking in his freshly shaved cheeks, lightly gelled hair.

"Mhm? What is it?"

"Wear this for me tonight." Luke hums, opening his palm to reveal the toy, which you'd almost forgotten about.

Your heart does a slight jump in your chest and your cheeks flush. Luke smirks slightly at your reaction, taking your hand in his and pressing the vibrator into your palm. He turns to press a quick kiss to your temple.

"See you there, okay? There's a seat reserved for you in the front row."

An hour or so later, and you slip into the motorcycle tent, already full of buzzing kids and adults, vying to get as close as they can to the infamous Globe of Death. Your heart is always in your mouth watching Luke ride around the metal, seemingly defying gravity and taking his life so recklessly into his own hands. But the way he talks about it, the adrenaline rush it gives him, the sense of flying…you know how much he loves it.

You find your reserved seat in the front, a little piece of paper taped to the wood, Luke's messy scrawl detailing your name, with a hastily drawn heart underneath. It's quite adorable, actually.

You sit down, feeling the toy rub ever so slightly against your folds from where it's nestled in the gullet of your panties. You could barely feel it while you were walking, but now that you're sat, the warm plastic is very much…there. You swallow, pressing your thighs together slightly, but that doesn't really help at all.

You're distracted then by the sudden applause from the crowd as two riders thunder into the tent, making a quick loop around the globe before pulling up and encouraging the audience's cheers. You grin, clapping along with the customers around you as the music builds. You look around, craning your head to try to get a glimpse of Luke in the entrance of the tent but then-

You manage to stop yourself from squealing as the toy buzzes to life in your pants. It's only at a low setting, but the sudden vibrations have your eyes wide and your hands clenching at your seat. Oh. Oh. Now you realise…

Luke's bike roars into the tent, his familiar bleach blonde hair streaking through the audience. He makes a lap around the globe before pulling up in front, straddling the vehicle as he grins at the audience. His eyes lock onto yours immediately, and even from here you can see how dark they are. He looks down to the place between your legs, before quickly taking his phone out of his leathers, tapping quickly.

To anyone else, it looks like he's switching his phone off before the show. But you know better, especially as the toy buzzes even stronger against your clit. You flinch in your chair, a very slight moan falling from your lips, but it's lost in the roar of the crowd - probably exactly how Luke planned it.

He grins at you, fucking winking like the dick that he is, before pulling his helmet over his head. And then he's off, following his riders into the globe as they begin to spin and spin, becoming a blur of black and red inside the cage.

To be honest, you're not entirely watching. You can see Luke doing 360s, yes, but you're more focused on the incessant vibration against your cunt, your slick clit, the friction from the fabric of your panties making the sensations even stronger.

You come three times over the course of Luke's show, biting your clenched fist each time, and it probably just looks like you're on edge from the death defying acrobatics going on in front of you.

Somehow, the man has mastered the app to such an extent that every five minutes, the vibrations ramp up of their own accord, sending you hurtling towards your edge each time. By the time the show is coming to a close, you're a shaking mess, your panties wet through. God knows how your dress will look. The toy hasn't stopped, but you're so weak now that the vibrations aren't really registering.

As the rest of the patrons stand up and begin to file out, still clapping and cheering, you stay in your seat, boneless. It doesn't take long for Luke to appear, pulling his helmet off to reveal mussed, sweaty hair, and a shit eating grin. He's quick to take out his phone and turn to toy off in two sharp taps.

"Hey." He kneels in front of you, hands on your hips, smiling, but voice soft. "You okay? Was it okay?"

You nod weakly, whimpering. "Not sure I can…stand up…"

Luke smiles even wider, his large hands squeezing your hips firmly.

"That's okay, baby. Let's get you back to my trailer, hm? Clean you up properly."

He pulls you up into his arms easily, and you can feel his body still vibrating slightly with adrenaline. And then you're on his bike, the engine purring under you, Luke's chest pressing against your back as he wraps an arm tight around you. It's not how you would choose to ride it, but it's easiest for the short distance.

"My best girl." He hums, pressing his lips against your temple, before heading off in the direction of his trailer.

Close ups hehehe

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Holland loves his ass, he knows it looks good in his tight pants. They smooth over his plump cheeks perfectly, and he likes the attention from you.

Holland would say he loves your everything, your face, your hands, your lips

But come on

He whimpers and moans into your ear like he's a girl every single time he fucks you. He cries in your ear about how you're so tight, that you're so wet and you're pussy is perfectly made for him, that that is why another man will never touch you, because your pussy was made for him to fuck and him only.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

Well, Holland is filthy.

He will not clean your cum from his mustache after going down on you before bed

Or what he usually does, quickly licking his cum out of you because he was to lazy to use a condom and too stupid to pull out

So his mustache has remains of both of you, he'll whisper to you and ask for a kiss but you shake your head at the sight

He'll kiss you anyways, yanking you forward

And then rub his mustache clean or just knock out with it still there.

Prince Charming!

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Holland loves getting his ass touched. He loves when you squeeze it, when you slap it, he likes when you grip it when he fucks you.

He likes when you pay attention to it, because he knows that he's got a little extra back there that most men don't, and he likes to flaunt it

It feels good, it turns him on, and he hopes you get the hint...

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Considering you are high school sweethearts, none. He didn't have any experience before you because you met as teens. He had to learn by you either telling or showing him what felt good, or by going off what made you cum the quickest or moan the loudest.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying)

He loves when you ride him

He likes to see you fall apart on him, using him to take full advantage of your pleasure

He loves when you use him as your own personal toy, just some assistant in your pleasure almost as if he's not real

He also loves missionary, he's the classic white picket fence dad with dinner on the table at 5, lights out by 8, he loves missionary.

He likes being close to you. He says he can feel your love stronger that way. He likes holding your hand and pressing himself to you.

But he also likes whenever position he can manhandle you into, especially if you're in some sort of argument

He'll cover your mouth while fucking you from behind and won't pull his hand off until you agree to tell him that you love him, and that's also the second he cums... inside of you... with cuck heading to your apartment. Holland makes it with thirty seconds to spare and shoved himself inside of a random old ladies apartment to avoid cuck on the stairs, he then gets beat with a cane. Holly has to bring him a bandaid.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Holland can get a little goofy, trying to make you laugh, or accidentally making you laugh which results in the mood being ruined, him laughing, or falling off the bed, you having to take him to the ER which he screams about his "cock being broken"

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

It's the 70's, Holland is fully bushing it

He's wild down there, untamed

Unruly you could say

But it feels good against your clit, and of course he's a clean nice guy so there's no complaints

Beside, you both like some hair.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

Holland is always a romantic, he's always telling you how much he loves you, how you're so perfect, how you're made for each other no matter how rough he is. Even during your separation he'll sob into you while he's balls deep, big blubbery sobs while he tells you how much you mean to him.

He relies on the intimacy. He can't live with just a sexual partner, he can't do hook ups, any of that. That's how he knows you two are meant to be.

He needs romance, he needs love.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Holland loves getting caught

During the separation he'll sneak in and wait for you to get home and once you want into your room you see him laid out, stroking himself

When you're in the same house, together, he likes spicing it up, kissing your neck and jerking himself off to wake you up, cumming on your tits as you wake up or having you finish him off

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

He has a biggg breeding kink

He'll whisper into your ear constantly that he wants to fuck you so good that he'll get you pregnant

The bump turned him on, he liked cumming on it, kissing it, licking it

When you're with cuck he tells you constantly how he wants you get you pregnant, how he wants to fill you up with baby after baby until you can't have any more.

You are a little worried, since you have a boyfriend but you also know that you're still in love with Holland and would love to welcome another beautiful baby with him, just not when your family is still broken. :(

When you were postpartum he couldn't get enough of your tits

He had to make sure sweet little baby Holly was snoozing away in her nursery before he would come to bed

He would fuck you while you were pumping, something about the milk made him rock hard

And he loves your nipples, playing with them, licking them, kissing them, sucking them

He would always pout and kiss them when they were red but he could never tell if it was just postpartum or from him constantly being on them

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

He loves to fuck you in the shower

He likes the water keeping him warm and beating down on him while he thrusts into you, it's a cozy environment, and honestly... it's hot.

He also likes to fuck you in his car, the risk of getting caught is so thrilling to him since there's no top

He also just likes the classic bed, more room which means he can spread you out

In your early to mid twenties there was a lot of sex on the floor, however that happened, but Holland claims he can't do that now with his knees and his back even though he is still young, really he just likes to complain.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Oh literally anything

Watching you cross your legs

Hearing your breath jump

Watching you apply lipstick

The way your breath hits the back of his neck

How you slide your hand in his back pocket when he pulls you in to hold you

But he especially likes it when you pull his tie and lead him by it

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

There's not many things Holland wouldn't do to you. Once he ordered a sex swing but you swatted him in the head for it and he just never called the guy to install it because the last time Holland personally tried drilling into the ceiling (a canopy for Holly's bed) he almost cause a serious electrical fire.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Oh holland loves oral

He calls it his prayer time

It's like when you confess to something in the Catholic Church and are sent to do hail marys

That's his version

Getting on his knees for you or he's on the bed with you as he laps at you, licking up and don't and sucking at you just right

The noises that come out of your mouth is enough to get him off, and it's happened before.

Usually where you were a bit younger, like late teens are early twenties Holland would be able to get off from just eating you out.

It still happens now, just not as often, he has to give himself at least a few touches.

He loves to go down on you, he likes pleasing you.

Typically that's also his way of apologizing to you if he's been annoying or getting on your nerves or pissed you off

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Holland can be anything

Typically when you've annoyed him it's fast and rough, annoyed with you or trying to give you some sort of punishment for even letting cuck kiss you

Other times he wants to be slow, make love to you, kiss you softly as he touches you gently and whispers to you how much he loves you and he's doing so much better

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Holland loves a quickie. He loves to fuck you fast and hard in the car while you're on lunch at work or switching weeks with Holland, waiting for a friends parent to drop Holly off . He loves knowing cuck might catch you. He loves seeing you try to walk away and act normal like his cum isn't dripping out of you and like he didn't just fuck the life out of you.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Oh absolutely yes

He likes to fuck you knowing cuck is near

He likes to fuck you in his car

He likes the risk of getting caught

Taking Polaroids, leaving his tie or something at the foot of your bed

Just little breadcrumbs

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last)

Holland wants to go all night long. When he gets you all to himself, no disruptions, he wants you for hours. He makes sure to get you water and a little snack, placing it on your nightstand as a silent way of telling you to prepare for the night.

He wants you gasping, sweating, spread open for him.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Holland loves toys

He likes using them on you just as a possible glimpse into how you'd use them if you were alone, during phone sex while you're separated

During your separation he'll bring your vibrator out and hold it to the base of his dick like you used to

Not that you ever stopped really being together

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh he loves to tease, but what starts out as him teasing you ends up with him just teasing himself.

He'll either slide his hand down the front of your pants and tell you'll have to scurry off to go do something, get a call from cuck, something of that nature, of you'll just leave him high and dry.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Oh Holland is LOUD!!!

it's hard for him to be quiet

To literally have to smack your hand down onto his mouth and clamp it over it if Holly is near because there's no way she wouldn't hear

He lets out loud, breathy, high pitched moans

One time Healy came over while you two were busy in the bedroom and noted to Holland that he couldn't tell who was who

W = Wild Card (Random headcanon)

Condescending calling each other "mommy" and "daddy" during an argument will definitely get Holland off

He's not sure if it's the fighting he likes

If it's calling you mommy or you calling him daddy

He's not sure exactly what it is or how to pinpoint it but when you're arguing between gritted teeth, hoping Holly or Healy or nobody is in ear shot, and if they are you still use the names to make it seem like some parental disagreement since you still use those names to refer to yourself and each other for Holly

He thinks it's everything really.

Seeing you be an assertive, sexy, especially when you are in a disagreement about Holly, he likes that you are such a good mom, and he likes seeing you get a little rialed up about her if he let her stay at Janet's house or something.

Holland also loves to take dirty pics.

Pics of himself to give to you, pics of you to keep for himself.

Pictures of the both of you

He keeps one Polaroid of him half inside of you in his wallet incase he needs to quickly get off.

Let's just say, his Polaroid is working over time, but also his best investment ever.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants)

Holland is packing

Duh

About eight inches, maybe Eight and a half

Enough to where he has to really work you up for you to be fully ready for him without some sort of lube or tears.

But he can work you up to dripping down your leg in the matter of minutes so typically he doesn't have any problems sliding in.

He just has quite the sensitive tip.

When he adjusts himself while sitting if he accidentally touches it his knees are knocking together

When he gets worked up he's almost to tears as his tip is red and leaking everywhere

One time you dry humped for about ten minutes and it looked like someone spilled a glass on water on his lap.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Oh if ex holland is anything he is a yearner

He always wants you

There's not a moment he doesn't

He could be the saddest he's ever been or the most angry he's ever been and if you tell him you want him he is right then and there balls deep inside of you, bending you over

Z = ZZZ (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Unfortunately, Holland is not safe! He will fall asleep directly after sex! If you try to escort him out and push him out of your window because cuck is coming he will try to ask if he can just sleep on Holly's floor or something beside he's tired