#aaviav

I mentioned his breeding kink, and I'll get back to it, but cockwarming?? Sign him UP. Just the heat from being inside his partner fills him with a desire that sets the spark for everything. And when he's jealous?? Ooooooo he keeps it there for as long as he can withstand it.

Mirror sex. M i r r o r. S e x. He wants to see everything. Watching himself fill his partner is something he will commit to memory. Cue him whispering filthy words about how his love belongs to him and only him

Body worship. Do it to him and he's a gonner. Of course he will worship his partner like they're Heaven and all the angels, but if they spoil him, and tease him? Jealousy? Don't know her.

I saw someone in the tags suggested MC saying 'Breed me, Daddy', and you are RIGHT. He goes nuts over that shit. What makes men beasts? Is it primal instinct? Leo doesn't know because all he's focused on is carrying on the family line because his love asked him so nicely. It'll put the jealous thoughts at ease for him.

He'll pretend you're married. You had to fake being in love for so long, why not the roleplay of being the vampire's bride. Bride is gender neutral, I wanna be his bride ugh 😔💕

Needy... He might as you to please peg him. Or use him like he's your personal toy, he would love it, I promise. Hes jealous and he wants validation. As long as he's the superior lover in your heart, thats all that matters. He has switch potential I feel it

For how could I ever forget, cara mia, that Hell is not the instance of fire and brimstone but the slow crawl of ravaging time, drawing out the fickleness of fleeting youth until you are cold and still in earth’s embrace while I...

…I, alone, will be left to watch the sun dawn on a new day, that rosy maiden arriving from the East indifferent as her laughter shines bright upon my shattered world.  And for once, there will be something broken beyond even the means of my repair.

So let me love you.  Now, and for the rest of your life.  And when that day comes to find your eyes too weary to lift, my heart shall go with, never to love another again.

For there is a divinity in your body laid out beneath the stretch of mine, a spark of design in your gaze — desire unfurling like tendrils of cigarillo smoke to intoxicate each and every heightened sense.

You drive me crazy, cara mia, but I suspect you already knew.

The knowledge settles in the sway of your hips; secrets tucked in the symmetry of their perfection and constantly beckoning to curious hands so that I cannot help but touch you, no matter where we find ourselves:

In the gardens where roses bloom.

Behind the spectres of billowing curtains in the halls.

In between kisses stolen among shelves of dusty tomes.

And yet, it is never enough.

If I were an abomination of that which nature intended, then greed is the true face of the monster, for when it comes to you, I am insatiable.  I want your everything, need all that you are.  And though I already own your nights, I desire your days — every minute slipping by that finds me anywhere but inside you a moment wasted.

I feel your lips on my skin like a phantom even in your absence, every kiss warm like the comfort of a hearth.  Sense the mischief in your playful tongue, quick and agile dancing along my hardening cock until I cannot help but push into the wetness of your mouth.

And apt pupil that you are, you take me so well.  

All of me.

It is nothing short of a wonder, the show you put on like a prima donna of the stage — feigning naïveté when the embers of lust already cast you in the spotlight of their glow.  You move with the grace and strength of a dancer, seeking your pleasure in sheathing me deeper and deeper within the slick vice of your body as I, your rapt audience, find meaning in the coquettish curve of your smile.  Every moan laid upon the lobe of my ear is an aria, and I yield to your touch like most pliant clay — a man transformed by the enigma of your love.

Long are the days in which I’ve wandered this earth and yet it is only now that I’ve come to understand the capacity of the heart.  How small it is.  You fill it entirely, cara mia, and there will never be room for anyone else.  And yet, when you fit your tiny hand to my own, I find the entire universe within my grasp.  Such is the paradox of your love, the mysteries of which I will never tire of unravelling.  You gave me everything when you gave yourself to me, and though eternity runs not through your veins, it is my heart that will forever beat for you…

My immortal beloved.

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Leonardo groaned softly as his lover’s hands stroked his cock, both of them stroking and teasing him with light touches. He panted and did his best to not rip the sheets beneath his fingers as he gripped tightly. 

While he’d confessed his wish to Comte some centuries ago with the wish he’d act on it more, he hadn’t expected him to think of it more recently and involve cara mia. 

Comte hadn’t wiped the smug little smirk off his face but Leonardo couldn’t bring himself to care as they teased and cared for him. A quiet whine slipped past his lips as their hands left his needy cock before the warm, wetness of cara mia replaced it and she took him in. 

Comte guided her hips, helping her to move torturously slow as she took his cock deeper and deeper. He groaned, head dropping back against the wall as he gave himself over to the feeling. His fingers itched to touch her but he didn’t want to give them excuse to go slower. 

She let out a shuddering moan above him, his cock fully nestled inside her as he heard the soft noise of a bottle being opened. “Lean forward, ma cherie.” Comte whispered and Leonardo felt his own cock twitch at the heat in those words. 

She leaned forward, pressing her chest to Leonardo’s and dropping kisses along the sensitive of his neck, biting down with a moan as slick fingers slipped inside her. 

Comte pushed past the tight coil of muscles as he worked her arse open, making room for himself. He watched the fetching blush on Leonardo’s cheeks as he was sure their dear one’s pussy fluttered and squeezed around his aching cock. 

He wouldn’t have to worry about holding out much longer as Comte slicked his cock and slowly pressed him. His lovers moaned beneath him, knowing it was tight for both of them and it only spurred their pleasure higher. 

Comte kissed her shoulder when he was settled and gave his hips an experimental thrust, feeling Leonardo’s cock buried inside her. “I think Leonardo has waited long enough, hmm?” 

He pressed closer, their cocks shifting inside her as he set his lips to the other side of Leonardo’s neck with a silent squeeze of his hip. They bit in unison and Comte shuddered at the beautiful cry of pleasure from Leonardo as two sets of fangs pierced him and flooded him with pleasure. 

Comte could feel the steady pulse of Leonardo’s cock and the whimper when it finally overwhelmed Leonardo. He came deep inside her, filling her with his load, too boneless and blood burning with heat to do much but take what they were giving him.

Comte slipped his fingers over her clit, groaning at how wet he found her. He shifted happily, working through the pleasures of their cries and trembled as she squeezed around Leonardo’s sensitive cock. 

She came next, squeezing and breathing her pleasure over the mark she’d left in Leonardo’s neck. Comte quickly followed unable to hold back his orgasm at the cacophony of his lover’s orgasms.

They collapsed in a tangle of sweaty, yet sated bodies. Leonardo the first to complain with a quiet grunt. “You’re heavy, old friend.” Though the words mostly came as a half mumbled slur that had their lover giggling quietly. She ran her fingers through Leonardo’s hair, murmuring sweet words to soothe him off to sleep. 

It didn’t take long to send Leonardo there and Comte finally moved, dragging her with him to press a kiss to her temple. “You did very well, ma cherie. I’m grateful for the assistance, perhaps next time we’ll tie him up so I can show you the finer points.” They shared a smile and a happy laugh bubbled from his lips. 

Hanzo

Why I like them: Cause he a frickin weirdo!! He's bizarre and hilarious and I love that. It's like he's trying to find his niche in life. Also when he goes super soft, it just has me melting I am WEAK for characters with a soft streak GIVE IT TO MEEEE

Why I don't: honestly? Probably when he's treating mc like a child/she doesn't know anything like dude I will kick your ass

Favourite line: whenever he's teasing Ieyasu or just randomly laughing

Favourite outfit: his regular one actually! I love a man dressed in florals

OTP: not really an otp but I considered ieyasu x hanzo once upon a time adgdfndgrrgsfevr

Brotp: Kyohiro x Hanzo. Man idk I just dig it

Headcanon: that he actually likes Haku. Also I want him to eat all the sweets, pls have a sweet tooth....

Unpopular opinion: uuuuuuuuuhhhh nothing I can think of

A wish: let mc top you A healthy relationship pls

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen: not allowed to betray Ieyasu!!

5 words to best describe them: he's a snake in disguise