What are the boys reactions to y/n surprising them with some lingerie?
I couldn't decide if I wanted funny or feral⦠so I went with both!
Heās trying to be normal. Heās TRYING. But you walk in and the man short circuits.
Blank stare. Slow blink. Drops whatever is in his hands. Phone? Gone. His soul? Left his body.
āā¦What the fuck⦠you tryinā to kill me?ā
Tries to act cool. Fails. His foot catches on the damn bedframe trying to get to you.
Bonus: Because heās a panties-in-the-pocket kinda guy. Youāll catch him sneaking them later like a crow hoarding shiny things.
ā” Alex āAjaxā Johnson
āOh, hell YEAH!ā Full-blown party mode. Heās clapping like a seal and gassing you up, āLook at you! Fuck a snack! You're looking like a whole damn buffet!ā
Trips over his own shoes trying to tackle-hug you. Probably flexes his biceps for no reason at all.
Keeps saying dumb shit like āMy heart canāt take thisā while visibly thriving.
ā” Jonathan āKickā Kukowski
Immediately takes a picture.
āGotta⦠document this⦠for science.ā
You snatch his phone, but heās already got it memorized like a certified little freak.
Bonus: Accidentally blurts out that he is gonna buy you a lingerie that looks like rita repulsa mid-compliment and now youāre both blushing idiots.
āā¦You wearing that for me or planning on giving me a goddamn heart attack?ā
Lips twitch like heās trying not to smile. One eyebrow goes up. You get the silent nod of āyouāre mine now.ā
Will definitely say some old man line like, āDidnāt know Christmas came early.ā
Immediate deer-in-headlights. His brain pulls the emergency brake.
Looks you up and down then immediately looks AWAY because this man is shy.
āUhh⦠fuck⦠you⦠you look⦠yeah⦠thatās illegalā¦ā
Heāll mutter āGoddamnā under his breath every five seconds.
ā” David āHeshā Walker
Whistles, hoots, and hollers like you just walked onto the Super Bowl halftime show.
āDAMN, baby! Who you tryna seduce like that? ā¦Oh wait⦠ME.ā
borderline barking like a feral dog.
he will pick you up like you weigh nothing and take you to his bed.
āKeegan P(ussy destroyer) Russ
Full-on predator mode. You donāt get two steps in before youāre pinned. Doesnāt even let you take the damn thing offāhe just moves it aside.
āYou wanted attention⦠youāre gonna get it, sweetheart.ā
The type to fuck you with one leg over his shoulder, growling in your ear while tugging at the lingerie so you hear it stretch. Expect some light ripping and an aftercare lingerie shopping spree.
You barely make it to the bedroom before youāre flat on your back with his teeth on your neck, snarling like a starved wolf.
āFucking knew youād pull something like this⦠thought you could walk around dressed like that and not get fucked stupid?ā
You donāt get kisses. you get bites. Not romantic, claiming bites. Heās pulling your hair, folding you in half, fucking you until youāre sobbing, shaking, apologizing for teasing him.
Breed Me⢠intensity. Ruined sheets. Scent all over you. Whispers in your ear: āLook how much cum I stuffed in you. Pretty little thing made to take every drop.ā
Pure, unhinged enthusiasm. Man is so vocal. dirty talking, moaning, worshipping every inch of you.
āGod, youāre gonna fucking kill me,ā while literally acting like you just gave him oxygen after years underwater.
Will make sure you come twice before he even thinks about getting his dick wet. Loves you perched on his lap, bouncing like his personal pornstar.
This man loses his GODDAMN MIND. Clothes? Gone. Bed? Optional. Heās got you bent over the kitchen counter, one hand choking you while the otherās yanking your panties to the side.
āPut this shit on just for me, huh? Youāre a fucking problem, baby.ā
Heās laughing. cocky, mean, taunting all while your knees buckle under you. Doesnāt stop until youāre incoherent, drooling, probably asking any God that will listen for forgiveness.
Finishes all over your back, wipes it off with the lingerie, puts it back on you, and makes you strut around the house wearing nothing but his cum.
Feral gremlin energy unlocked. Will beg you to keep it on. āKeep it on, just⦠fuck, keep it on for me.ā
Heās a nasty talker. praise, filth, the works. Loves fucking you in front of a mirror so you āsee what youāre doing to him.ā
Eats you out like itās his last meal, panties pushed to the side, legs shaking.
Immediately on his knees. tongue out, eyes glassy like a feral pup. āGonna fucking wreck you, sweetheart⦠fuck, Iām gonna make you forget your name.ā
Youāre pinned against the mirror, panties to the side, thighs trembling while he devours you like a man possessed. Multiple orgasms before his cock even comes out.
When it does? Hoooo boyā¦.all the positions i talkinā mating press, facing the mirror, hair yanked back so you watch yourself fall apart. Spits in your mouth mid-thrust, tells you to āswallow it like a good girl.ā
Leaves bite marks everywhere, panties ruined, and you canāt walk for two days.
Slow⦠intense⦠dangerous. He undresses you piece by piece like a goddamn romance novel villain.
āGonna ruin you so good you forget your own name.ā
Makes you ride him while heās sitting back, big hands guiding your hips, whispering how fucking perfect you look. Strong praise kink, will literally make you cry in the best way.
Growls in your ear, voice dark and filthy, āYou know exactly what youāre doing. Now take whatās coming to you.ā
You get pinned against the wall. legs shaking, drooling, begging. while his hands are everywhere: choking, spanking, owning.
No breaks. Fucks you through the mattress. Presses you down with his full weight, breeding you so deep you swear you feel him in your throat.
Nasty praise: āThatās it, let your Commander ruin you. Gonna make you my personal cumdump. You like that? Yeah, you do, you filthy little fucking slut~ā
Shy at first⦠then you awaken the monster.
Loves it when you take charge. straddling him, pulling ?
āOn your knees. Now.ā
The MOST possessive. loves seeing you marked up, crying on his cock with lingerie straps cutting into your skin. Will mutter things like āthis pussy was made for meā
Soft-spoken assassin turns into an absolute demon. Zero patience. Youāre manhandled onto all fours, ass up.
No warm-up, just primal, relentless, balls-deep thrusts that knock the air out of your lungs. Growling filth in your ear, using you, making you feel it in your gut.
Grabs your jaw, makes you open your mouth, spits in it and mutters, āMine. All fucking mine.ā
Afterwards? Youāre limp, brainless, covered in sweat and spit, while Logan just smirks and holds you tenderly like he didn't just fuck the soul out of you.
Absolute menace. Heās giddy but vicious.
Bends you over the nearest surface, absolutely rails you while spanking you and praising you all at once.
āYou know how hot you are? Jesus⦠no way Iām letting you leave this bed for hours.ā
His goal is to make you cum so much your legs give out ā¦and he will succeed.
Rabid frat-boy energy turns into apex predator sex god. He throws you over his shoulder like a caveman, slaps your ass raw, laughing while you squeal.
āYāknow what happens when you tease me like that? You get fucking wrecked, sweetheart.ā
Youāre crying on his cock, getting fucked through overstimulation, thighs quivering, mascara running, back arched so hard it cramps.
Feral dirty talk: āGimme that pretty little cunt, baby. Take it. Take every inch. yeah, you love being ruined like this, donāt you? Ruined by a big man!ā
Makes you cum until youāre crying his name, makes you lick him clean, then fucks you again because āyou can take it, one more.ā