More note: [ * ] in front of a title means that story is smut or almost smut, but I count it as smut anyway 💁🏻‍♀️

When he asks for a new book . .

You planned to visit the town in the morning and buy many stuff. When you finished dressing up, you walked out of the room and saw something surprising. Twenty or thirty vases decorated with wild flowers placed around the house! And the tall figure, Adam, stood quietly in the corner of the living room.

"Good morning," he greeted, fidgeting at his own hands. "You look so beautiful."

"Thank you!" you chirped, approaching him. "And you've done such a great job. This room looks so lovely because of these flowers."

He nodded, looking down at his hands. You noticed that he seemed to have something in mind.

"Adam?" you asked, touching his arm. "You know you can tell me anything."

He looked up at you again, hesitating for a moment. Then, he asked: "Could you… buy me a book?"

"Of course," you replied immediately, "I plan to buy you a lot of books."

"A lot of books?" he mused, eyes widening with excitement. He was the most beautiful creature you had ever seen. "Really?"

"Really," you assured. "Wait, did you bring these flowers to this room for this specific request?"

Adam smiled, nodding. "I think I should do something nice for you."

"You already have done many nice things for me," you said, cupping his cheeks. "You take care of my sheep, my farm, and you also help me bake bread! You're a hardworking man, Adam. I'll bring you more books, I promise."

His chuckle filled the air as he wrapped his arms around you, lifted you up, and twirled you around the room. Seriously, he didn't have to do anything. If he wanted the stars, you'd bring them to him anyway.

* When he begs for your touch . .

"Please," Adam said, kneeling on the floor and resting his stitched face on your lap. "Please…"

You were taken aback by his action, because he had never shown you how desperate he was. Moreover, you had no idea what he was begging for. "Wait, Adam. Please what?"

He looked up at you, eyes gleaming with tears. "I… I want you."

"Oh, Adam," you began, "are you talking about making love?"

He nodded fervently, hands gripping your clothes as though he were ready to tear it apart when you allowed him to.

"We just did that in the morning," you argued. And Adam shook his head.

"It has been a long time," he said, hands finding their way to sneak under your skirt. He spread your thighs, fingers fumbling around your lingerie. You knew he was so eager lately, especially when he knew he could fuck you anywhere in the house or in the forest. "I want you again…"

Would you let him get what he craved for?

When he cooks for you . .

"For you," Adam said, motioning to a bowl of stew with a smile. That was why he suggested that you should spend time outside the house, touching some grass with a flock of sheep.

Sitting on a wooden chair, holding a spoon, you asked: "You cooked?"

"I cooked."

You couldn't help but smile at a hearty meal Adam prepared for you. The smell was inviting, and the colors were just right! You thought Adam could be a cook for your farmhouse.

But when you tasted a spoonful of stew, your face went red. Your eyes immediately shut, while your hand dropped a spoon on the table.

"I-Is it bad?" Adam asked, sitting next to you.

"No, no," you abruptly explained after swallowing stew down your throat. "It's really good. Really, really good. Just… hot. I'm just stupid."

Adam nodded, holding a spoon you just dropped. Blowing on hot stew, he fed you himself.

It was still hot but better. You tasted how delicious Adam's cook was. Chewing on a small piece of meat, you remarked: "So delicious, Adam. So delicious."

He smiled, his pale cheeks flushing. He kissed your temple gently, then continued feeding you.

When he dances with you . .

Adam learned how to dance from you, although you weren't a true gentlewoman yourself and his long limbs made you wonder how this lesson would end. However, this learner understood and remembered every movement very quickly. You couldn't help but clap your hands after the music from the gramophone ended.

"Awesome, Adam!" you chirped as he bowed his head and stretched his tall frame again. His shy smile always made you want to pour kisses around his face. "You'll make women yearn for you after they dance with you."

His smile dropped, and then he shook his head. "No, I won't dance with other women."

"Why not?"

"I only want to dance with you," Adam admitted, reaching for your hand and pulling you closer to him. His innocence and sincerity always made your heart flutter, wondering why you were so lucky to be with him. "Shall we dance once again?"

You blushed, nodding. But when you turned around and reached for the gramophone, he brought your hand back to him.

You two danced without music, only closeness and soft heartbeat singing a love song.

* When he eats your pussy . .

It should be a cozy picnic, having sandwiches and grape juice under the tree, but somehow you both ended up kissing each other senselessly.

Your skirt bunched up, lingerie pushed aside, as Adam's hands gripped your thighs, letting your pussy face the afternoon light. Your hand held Adam's long hair, eyes looking at him. When this creature knew how to use his tongue, he had never stopped working on it.

"Adam…" you gasped when his tongue lapped your clit, your heart pounding like the first time he ate your cunt. "You like eating me out, huh?"

He hummed, his lips nipping at your flesh gently.

But that was just a simple tease to prepare you for his hunger. The second he began sucking your pussy, you needed to hold his hair tighter to anchor yourself. "Oh—"

That filthy noise escaped his mouth, that rough tongue delving deeper into your pussy. His fingers spread your slits as he sucked every drop of your wetness. You shivered, bucking up your hips to meet his eager mouth.

How could he behave like this when he just ate many pieces of sandwiches? What a greedy, naughty creature.

When he fears that you may leave him . .

You returned home late, because the weather wasn't on your side. Opening the door, you saw the golden light from the fireplace, and the absence of your favorite creature.

"Adam?" you shouted, closing the door. The rainstorm came back, and that made you shiver. "I'm home, Adam—"

"You're cold," he said from somewhere in the house. You looked around and found that he sat behind the couch, wrapping his arms around his knees.

"Adam, why are you sitting here?"

"I thought you left me," he said, resting his face on his arms. "I thought you wouldn't come back."

"Oh, sweetheart, I must come back," you reassured, quickly kneeling down next to him. Your cold hands touched his broad shoulders. "I'll always come back here."

Adam looked up at you, his eyes blinking. He was a tall man, but you knew he had such a tender heart. "Promise?"

You nodded, kissing his forehead. "I promise. You're my home. You're the only one that makes me feel safe."

Without a word, Adam wrapped his arms around your waist, your soaked clothes pressed against his chest. "Let me warm you up."

You agreed with his offer, kissing his forehead one more time.

When he goes to the town . .

Adam had thought this idea was bad, but he had always desired to see how people lived, how people bought and sold vegetables and meat, how people communicated with each other. Now, you became his guide, leading him to the square where the market and music were.

He tried to cover his face, hiding all stitches and his own figure in his black cloak. However, people here were already familiar with lost and injured soldiers from everywhere around the world, so they weren't surprised by seeing Adam's mysterious presence. But Adam became the person who was surprised by their kindness, because from where he came, people mistreated him and judged him from his difference.

"You'll be fine," you reassured, holding Adam's hand all the time. You could tell he was restless from how tight his grip was, so you covered his hand with your free one. "Take a deep breath."

The Creature did what you instructed him to, eyes observing every life that walked past him. A moment later, you found his grip on your hand loosened, which made all tension on your shoulders vanish.

"See? Normal people will focus on their lives and treat others with friendliness," you explained, patting the back of his hand. "Oh, buy some pastries, shall we?"

Adam learned how to buy stuff. He even greeted a cat in the fabric store, and that cat seemed to like him. He also stood before the wish fountain in the middle of the town, tossing a coin and making a wish.

"I wish…"

"Shh," you shushed with a wink. "Keep it in your mind, so it'll come true."

Adam nodded, smiling sheepishly.

Until you two stood in front of the book store, you noticed how big his eyes widened. What a pure and beautiful creature. You chuckled, then asked: "Want to buy some more books, Adam?"

He looked down at you, fidgeting at his own clothes, before nodding.

You two walked into the book store, and you found out that you spent a lot of money on ten thick books. Walking out of the store, holding a stack of books against his chest, he nudged your arm with his elbow. "May I tell you a wish I've made in case it already comes true?"

"Sure," you replied, raising your brow.

"I wish you'd buy me a lot of books."

You were speechless, opening your mouth and shutting it aimlessly. Adam was a smart creature, and you knew it.

He knew what he wanted.

* When he hears your moans . .

Adam was a quick learner. He knew sometimes he should let you be alone, especially when you took a shower and got dressed. You also did it as well, letting him have his own private time.

"Adam… I want you…"

But today, something changed when he heard you moans escaping from your bedroom.

He stopped washing dishes and stepped into the hallway, approaching your door. Your moans were louder… Breathless and shaking. He didn't know why you kept doing a strange noise in the evening, and curiosity urged him to search for the truth.

Adam pushed your door open as you lay on the bed, your fingers thrusting your cunt. "Adam—?!" You quickly pushed your skirt down, covering your soaked part.

He didn't understand what you were doing. It wasn't like eating or drinking or sleeping. "What are you doing?" he asked, feeling tight around his bulge.

You tried to take a deep breath as shame consumed you. "Uh… it's for reducing stress."

"Are you stressed?" He tilted his head.

You bit your bottom lip, trying to think of the right word to explain this embarrassing situation. "Uh, you don't have to be stressed before pleasuring yourself."

"Oh…" He hummed, eyes dropping to your lap. "May I help you?"

You shivered, your cunt clenching. Would Adam want to learn a new thing today? "Yes, you may…"

Adam nodded, stepping into your room and shutting the door. It was such a dream come true when you finally had his cock against your tight little pussy.

"That's right. You're such a good boy," you cooed, letting him stroke your slits with his hard cock. He was all shy and blushing, making you spill more wetness. "You may thrust the tip inside me… Yes… Good boy."

Adam moaned, his hands gripping your thighs harder. You were so tight, and he wondered if he was doing it right. He just wanted to pleasure you. He just wanted to help you reduce stress.

And why did his cock spill some wetness inside you the moment he sank deeper? Did he make a mess?

Maybe you could teach him a new lesson.

When he improves his piano skills . . [ An alternative universe where Victor gives the Creature a life he deserves. ]

Your fiancé, Adam Frankenstein, was good at many things, but he seemed to have a problem with his piano. You sighed, "Adam, your long fingers give you privileges that piano lovers wish they had."

"I know," he grunted, and then he pressed many keys at the same time. You stood up from a loveseat and rushed toward him.

"Stop, stop! You don't have to court me with your horrendous music. Not anymore." You grabbed his wrists, but it was as if you stumbled into a trap.

Adam reached over, hauled your body , and pushed you to lean against the piano. Your hips were playing music that was way worse than his previous one.

"Let me go!" you squealed, trying to escape from his hands.

"It sounds better, doesn't it?" he quipped, smirking at you.

"Are you serious? Let me go—" Adam wasn't a gentleman, so he wouldn't let you go that easily. He stood up, leaning closer to you and brushing the tip of his nose with yours. This creature would never stop courting you, and you knew it. You also saw the future you had with him, and you could see that he would court you like the first day he did. "Adam—"

"Playing the piano isn't that difficult," he mused, finally pulling you away from that poor instrument. "I want to do other things challenging."

"Do what?"

You knew the answer when he dragged you back to a loveseat.

"It's in the middle of the day!" you protested.

Oh, as if he would care about that.

When he joins you in looking after sheep . .

"What are you doing?" you asked, standing next to Adam. He just understood math, and now he counted the amount of sheep in the field.

"You have thirty-two sheep," he said, his fingers furling and unfurling. "Should I add your sheepdog?"

"He's just a dog."

"But there's a word 'sheep'."

"Fair enough," you added with a chuckle. "But that's fine. He has different colors than other sheep."

"So… don't count him in?"

"Yes," you said, patting his shoulder gently.

"Should I add you?" he asked, tilting his head.

"Do I look like a sheep?"

"A little."

"Adam."

He laughed, understanding how to make a joke. Although your voice earlier was sharp, you couldn't help but be proud of him.

* When he kisses you after fucking you too hard . .

That was deep. Truly deep. You moaned when Adam thrust his cock deep into your sore entrance. Your pussy still had his previous cum, and it was so slick right now. Your chest heaved a trembling sigh, your wrists pinned over your head in his ironclad grip.

His thick cock left no mercy, giving you a wild sensation, until you found the stars. "Adam—ah!" The sound of his flesh against yours was so filthy, filling the entire barn. Some hay stuck in your hair, some cum from Adam spilled on the swell of your breasts and clothes.

He was so eager today, fucking you like you were his plaything. You were limp, shuddering, having no thoughts when his hard cock slammed into your pretty little cunt brutally. It was a bit sore for your entrance, but actually he made it sore every time, because that cock was as big as your wrist… or his wrist.

"A-Adam," you whimpered, fingers flexing but unable to escape his grip. "Cum inside me—"

He did. He buried deep inside you, giving you every drop of his love and lust. That big cock kept pressing deep against your throbbing pussy, but the thing that melted your heart was his soothing kiss.

Adam pressed his lips against yours, slow and gentle. He released your wrists and embraced you like you were a fragile little thing. "I love you."

"I love you, too," you whispered against his kiss. Even though he just did such a rough one, you couldn't wait for the next fuck he would give you.

When he listens to your story . .

"And that's how a sheep is born. The end."

You clasped your hands, smiling at Adam. He looked so small when he curled up on the bed, listening to your bedtime story with those innocent eyes. He was with you for a month now, but you must tell him bedtime stories or he couldn't sleep peacefully.

"More," he said, reaching for your knee. Your body tensed, noticing how large his hand was. "More story."

"You can't sleep?"

Adam nodded, still resting his hand on your knee. You covered the back of his hand, thumb stroking the stitch on his skin.

"But it's late at night," you pointed out, guessing that he just enjoyed listening to a sheep story and forgot to sleep. "We have a work in our barn tomorrow. You need to sleep now, all right?"

Adam held your hand, his skin rough but his gesture tender. "Please… stay with me."

Taken aback, you looked at him quietly. He didn't know the fact that a woman and a man shouldn't be in the same room, especially in the night. But who would know about it if you stayed with him tonight? Only one night?

When he meets you for the first time . .

"Spirit of the Forest, fear me not," you began, gripping a candleholder tightly. You knew it was be dangerous to step out of the house in the middle of the night, but you just caught a glimpse of the tall figure behind the tree near your room, and you thought it was a perfect chance to have a conversation with him.

You believed that a spirit of the forest walked around your farmhouse everyday to protect your area and your sheep, but there was something inside your mind telling you that a spirit of the forest truly existed—he must be a creature. Maybe that wasn't a real spirit like old people said but a man in distress. Maybe you could do something for him.

You had thought of many ways to express your gratitude, but would a spirit of the forest agree with you?

"Let me see you," you shouted, and the whisper of the night breeze was the only answer. "Please, I have food and clothes. I want to give them to you."

No one answered. You still stood there, wrapping yourself in a shawl. Until you heard dry leaves crushed under someone's feet, you shifted your gaze to the other tree nearby.

"Please, let me see you," you repeated, stepping closer, when you saw the face hiding in shadows. You introduced yourself to him, letting him know your name.

You stopped before him, and somehow you felt afraid of your decision. The tall figure wasn't a spirit of the forest like a character in children's books; he was a man. Broad shoulders covered in a black frayed cloak, limbs longer than other men you had seen, stitches on his hands.

When he stepped out of the dark, the moonlight shone on his body. The wind blew off the candles in your hand, your heart throbbing in your chest.

"You're so beautiful…"

His dark eyes widened as you complimented him. He reached over, long fingers trembling when they were close to your cheek. You were both frightened and amazed. You should run, you thought, but your body didn't allow you to do so.

And when his cold fingers stroked your skin, you were simply mesmerized.

Maybe it wasn't a bad idea to confront a spirit of the forest.

* When he nips your nipples . .

You gasped. And Adam thought he did something bad. He just enjoyed licking around your swollen nipples, and somehow he got carried away. He pulled back, looking down at you with alarm.

"Did I hurt you?" he asked softly.

"No, no. That's fine," you replied, fingers tangling in his long hair. "Just do it again."

"You mean lick and nip…?"

You hummed, guiding him to lean over and taste your breast again.

Adam did it again. His breath poured on your chest as he twirled his tongue around your peak. His large hand grabbed the swell of your breast when his lips did what you liked. He nipped and sucked your nipple hard, taking your breath away so easily.

"That's it," you moaned. "That's what a good boy does."

Oh, how he liked when you complimented him.

When he opens his very first present . .

Cried. Adam cried. But he also smiled with contentment. That was why you rushed to him and wiped tears from his delicate face with your thumbs. You gave him a scarf with his favorite colors, and it was so soft he couldn't stop leaning his cheeks on it. He didn't cry because he understood the concept of receiving presents and missing the chance to receive presents in his past; he did cry because he liked this scarf so much.

"I'll wear it everyday," he promised, wrapping this beautiful scarf around his neck.

"But you don't have to wear it during summer," you explained with a smile, cupping his cheeks. "I'll give you more presents. Don't worry."

Widening his eyes, he asked: "More presents?"

You nodded. And that made him cry again.

When he plays in the snow . .

"Snow," Adam chirped, opening his arms and walking around the front yard where snow piles covered. His long hair and black frayed cloak now decorated with snowflakes.

You sat on the porch, watching him lie down on the white ground and making a snow angel. He looked so lovely when he enjoyed such a small moment.

But when you glanced at the nature around you, a snowball from somewhere hit your face.

"Adam?!" you squealed, standing up and placing your hands on your hips. "What a naughty boy."

He giggled, large hands working on another snowball. You pointed at his face, intending to warn him.

"Don't you dare—ah!" Of course, Adam dared enough to throw another snowball at your face, giggled at his own tease, and ran away.

How could he be so stupid but so cute like this? Would you get mad at him?

* When he questions about your favorite spots . .

Adam was feeding chickens, while you gathered eggs. This routine was simple, comfortable, until the unexpected question came from the Creature's mouth.

"I noticed that you kept guiding my head to the right when I licked your—"

"Adam?!" you squealed, almost dropping an egg basket. You knew that animals couldn't understand every word your man said, but you weren't sure anymore when you saw mice sitting on his shoulders many days ago. "Why are you suddenly curious about that?"

He looked up at you, smiling innocently. "I wonder if that is your favorite spot."

Your cheeks burned hot, avoiding his gaze. What could you say, then? He just asked, and it was you who overthought. "Um, i-it's just good."

"Good," he repeated, approaching you. His tall figure stood behind you, hand touching the small of your back. "And you like when I stand like this and hold your left leg?"

Your eyes widened, glancing at chickens who didn't care what you two were talking. "It's not a proper question."

"Oh, it is," he quipped, leaning closer and kissing your ear. "Would you like to do it again?"

You wrapped your arms around an egg basket, glancing back at Adam. "Here?"

"Maybe."

When did he gain mischief?!

"Chickens will look at us," you protested, walking away.

"So you prefer making love with me inside the house?" he mused, following you. "Some tempting characters in books made love outdoors."

You stopped walking, turning back to him. Whatever he said got under your skin. He was interested in erotica lately, and you felt a bit jealous when he seemed indulged in fictional seductresses. They all were flawless and… wild.

Some of female characters sucked a cock, while the other cock thrust deep in their vaginas. Some of vaginas had two cocks. You really wanted to burn those books down, but it was good that Adam understood that it was just a carnal fantasy. "So you think we should do something like that, huh?" you asked.

"I just want to know your favorite spots," he said with an innocent-yet-poisonous smile.

"Uh-huh," you sighed. "My favorite spots aren't what you do or where we do; I can do everything if it's you who does it with me."

This time, the Creature gasped in surprise, and then a little smirk appeared on his stitched face. "Your favorite spot is me."

Oh, it boosted his ego.

"Take off your clothes, my love," he began, rushing toward you.

Somehow, you thought he should stop exploring erotica for a long while.

When he runs after your pet . .

"Oh, no!" Adam shouted, touching his head, as your pet ran out of the house. "I-I don't know who leaves the door open."

You said, "Don't worry, Adam. That little buddy will return home soon." You continued cooking, but the unexpected thing was that your creature ran after your pet. "Adam?!"

You sighed, looking out of the house through the window. Adam tried his best to protect your pet, while your pet tried its best to mess with him. You didn't know whom you decided to support.

"Dinner at six!" you shouted again, shaking your head in disbelief. These creatures made you feel happy everyday, but it would be good if they ran slower.

When he shows you his leaf collection . .

"Are you ready?" Adam asked, holding a thick notebook in his hands. You nodded, letting him present his favorite collection. "Here they are."

You watched him turn from one page to another, allowing you to observe yellow dry leaves he collected from trees around your farmhouse. He also scribbled the date and the season at the end of each page. He loved them so much, and you adored a man with a hobby.

"Do you like them?" Adam asked, closing his notebook and grinning with satisfaction.

Nodding, you remarked: "Absolutely. They're so beautiful… like you."

The Creature blushed, wrapping his long arms around his notebook. How could you stop loving him just one second? It wouldn't happen when you were still breathing!

"When you want to brighten your day," he began, reaching for strands of your hair, "you may open my notebook and look at them."

"Oh, Adam, they're your beloved collection."

"But you're my beloved," he admitted, shifting his hand back and fidgeting at his notebook. "I want you to be happy. And I trust you."

"Adam, that means a lot to me," you said, touching his bandaged arm. "I promise I'll always be careful when I open your notebook. I'm sure your beautiful leaves will brighten my day like the way you do."

"You also brighten my day," he added, holding your hand gently.

You both brightened each other's day.

* When he teases you before entering the ball . . [ An alternative universe where Victor gives the Creature a life he deserves. ]

"A-Adam," you gasped as Adam hauled you into the dark corner of the mansion, assaulting you the moment right before you stepped into the gathering hall. "You can't do this," you protested, yet your chuckle fueled his crave for you.

"But I now do," he whispered, closing your mouth again.

This handsome creature was anything but a gentleman. You had no idea how that crazy scientist, Victor Frankenstein, created such a marvelous body from corpses and taught that body how to socialize with everyone. Although the entire community had feared for what was unbeknown to them, they finally found Dr. Frankenstein's project the future of medical treatment. However, without money meant without progress, and that was why the Frankenstein mansion held the very first ball of the Season.

You were engaged to Adam, since your parents were the first investors of the successful project and no one in your family wanted to lose the benefits. Besides, you didn't like interacting with normal gentlemen, so everything was perfect.

Except your gown and your hair. Adam's cock found your entrance again.

"Ah—Adam-!" His large hand covered your mouth, while your legs wrapped around his waist. Guests walked through the hallway, and a hundred of people would fill the mansion soon. But no one knew that the dark space under the spiral staircase became a secret place where the only son of Dr. Frankenstein was fucking his fiancée fervently.

What a dangerous gentleman. If he kept spilling his seed inside you like this, you might get pregnant before the wedding ceremony.

When he ushers you to the secret place . .

Adam's hands covered your eyes as he led you to his favorite corner in the forest. This place wasn't far from your farmhouse, and it was the first shelter Adam stayed after escaping from hunters. You still shut your eyes, touching his bandaged wrists with your hands, taking cautious steps. Until you heard the sound of nature—waterfall and birds—Adam stopped walking and moved his hands from your face.

"You may open your eyes."

You did what he said, and the scenery before you took your breath away. Clear water reflected your face, fresh wind cooling your body, birds' chirps soothing your mind. You also noticed a beautiful rainbow over the waterfall, while dense trees surrounded you and Adam like a natural fence.

"Such a beautiful place," you remarked, smiling at Adam. "I can't believe this place isn't far from our farmhouse."

He nodded, holding your hand. Even though he was a rough man on bed, tenderness was his main trait you grew accustomed to. "We should come here more often," he said.

"It's a nice spot to have a picnic," you added, nudging his arm with your elbow, glancing at the beautiful view once again.

"Yes," he agreed, "and it's a nice spot to be alone."

Your eyes widened, looking back at Adam. You knew what he was saying, and his blushing expression supported what you were thinking.

When he visits your family . .

"I am Adam," he said, smiling awkwardly at every member of your family. "Nice to meet you."

You had told your family about him through the letters, but you reserved some information like how he was created for his sake. First, your family didn't understand why or how until they met Adam.

Children were both curious and frightened, but they eventually sat next to the Creature. Adults hadn't said anything, but you noticed that some of them were sympathetic toward the Creature.

"Welcome to our home, Adam," your father began, and that reduced tension you sensed in the room.

It was just a simple sentence, but Adam looked at you with a grateful smile. You held his hand, nodding to reassure him that he also had home here.

"Thank you," Adam said, his voice cracking, his tearful eyes looking at your family members again. "Thank you for welcoming me."

It was surreal. You hoped you had never dreamed of this picture. That the world welcomed and was kind to this beautiful and pure creature.

* When he waits for you to finish painting . .

Adam was such a stunning creature. Every part of his body was immaculate and mesmerizing. You asked him to be a model for your painting, and he was doing it. No clothes covered his figure. All scars and seams exposed under the sunlight. His cock was hard before your eyes, making your pussy clenching all the time you worked on this masterpiece.

The way he sat on that armchair, opening his thighs and revealing his stomach, made you want to throw your paintbrush away and stroke that swollen tip with your tongue. You still remembered the taste of his cum, strange yet interesting. You couldn't stop thinking about his quivering body above yours. Your cunt clenched nothing for that imagination… and that made you paint a wrong color on your canvas.

"Is it done?" he asked, voice sultry with impatience. Even yourself felt impatient.

"Almost done," you lied. It wasn't easy to paint his cock, especially when all you wanted was to suck it right here, right now.

"I can't…" he muttered.

"Can't what?"

"Can't wait," Adam admitted, his hand holding his hardness and pumping it before your eyes. Your heart leapt, your tongue licking your bottom lip.

You let your paintbrush slip away, approaching him and kneeling on the ground. Your hands, messed with colors, touched his tight legs, leaning over and lapping his flesh teasingly.

"I can't wait either," you confessed. Just… forget that painting. You needed him to cum in your mouth. You needed him to cum on your body.

You needed him to cum inside you.

When he exercises . . [ Verbs beginning with X aren't what I've expected, so please excuse me. ]

"Adam, what are you doing?" you asked, standing on the porch. Your creature was exercising, and you knew it since the first glance, but you had no idea why he did this.

"Your sheep run faster than me," he admitted, running around your farmhouse.

You waited until he was running past the porch again, then asked: "How could it happen? Your legs are longer than their future!"

"I don't know!" And he ran around your house again. You didn't know if you wanted to laugh or encourage him to continue working on his physical training.

"Aren't you tired?" you shouted, checking on the knot of your apron. "Would you like to have some cookies?"

"No!" he shouted back, and then he did something you didn't expect him to. He snatched your apron from your waist, running away.

"Adam!" And hell, you ran after him. You did exercise for that apron! "If I catch you, Adam! If I catch you!"

When he yearns for desserts . .

"I don't understand," Adam mused, tossing and turning, making your poor bed creak. You opened one eyes and glanced at Adam through your blurred sight. It was already late at night, quite rare for this creature to stay awake.

"What happened, Adam?" you asked with a yawn.

"I can't stop thinking about apple tarts," he admitted, and that made you open both eyes.

"Apple tarts?"

"That you did," he said, facing you. He looked so small when the blanket wrapped around his shoulders and neck, but he still looked bigger than you anyway. "You did it so well."

You chuckled, wrapping your arm around his big body and resting your face against his broad chest. "I'll do it for you tomorrow, all right?"

No one would believe it, but the Creature giggled at the promise of apple tarts. He wrapped his arms around you, kissing your head, sighing in contentment.

Yet, that promise couldn't help him get some sleep tonight.

* When he zones out because of your breasts . .

You taught Adam how to bake cookies, but whenever you asked him if he could follow each step, he just said: "Huh-uh-yeah, I understand."

"No, you don't understand," you pointed out, crossing your arms. "Something in your mind, Adam?"

"Um, I…" he mumbled, large hands fidgeting at his shirt. You noticed him blushing like a shy boy.

"Tell me the truth," you urged.

"Your breasts… are in my mind," Adam confessed, avoiding your gaze. That made you look down at your chest, but you saw nothing peculiar.

"Oh, you keep thinking about what we did last night?" you asked, stepping closer to him. "My breasts and your cock…?"

"Yes," he admitted, still avoiding your gaze. He still remembered that it wasn't only your mouth or cunt that could make him cum.

When your hand touched his bulge, he looked back at you. He whispered your name, soft like a prayer.

"You're hard again," you remarked, fingers toying with the hard line under his pants. His cock was so big your pussy dripped with wetness when you recognized the feeling of being stretched by his size. "Maybe we can skip our cookie lesson."

Thank you for reading my stuff! I did it, 6.1k words in 12 hours. I fucking did it OMG! Locked in so hard and forgot who I used to be. I'll check typos later, since I typed the first draft here on Tumblr to force myself to finish this one 😅 I think some of these stories deserve longer versions, such as that hearing one and that waiting one (I wanna stroke his Little Adam with a paintbrush—) Pray for me to have energy like this again ❤️‍🔥

A = Affection (let’s talk about how they kiss)

Pope gets shy when you two kiss. But at the same something primal awakens in him when he feels your soft lips on his and takes in your scent. He's soft, he's gentle, but the longer it takes the more he loses himself in you. He's too scared to use his tongue though, he doesn't want to scare you away, he doesn't want you to despise him all of a sudden. So, he stays slow, gentle, quietly whimpering in-between kisses. The moment you push your tongue into his mouth, he freezes for a moment, and then he can't be stopped. He's practically eating your face, starting to moan.

Apart from those make out sessions, he loves to give you a quick kiss on your shoulder, enjoying your scent once again.

B = Beginning (how did they get together?)

Simple. You needed money. You had bills, debts, student loans to pay and no idea how to afford it. So, you got in touch with Deran. He offered you to join them and it became a regularity. The first job you were helping them, you met Pope.

He looked at you as if he wanted to kill you. Not at all liking the idea of involving some stranger into the jobs. But you weren’t scared of him. You weren’t even impressed by him. That confused him as he’s used to scare people, especially women away.

You liked him after some time. When you got to know him and his peculiarities. You liked his company, talking to him or sitting with him in silence after a job. He was your favorite from the start. Baz was overly convinced of himself. Craig was coked up the whole time. And being the baby of the family, Deran’s tantrums and unpredictable bitching got on your nerves from time to time. But Pope was different. So collected. Smart. And humble.

So, after one very successful job, you kissed him. And you two spent a lot of time together.

C = Craving (how do they feel when you are gone for a long time?)

Ughhh, he’s going crazy when you’re away from him for too long. You’re his anchor, his calming in the storm. He loses his temper way faster when you’re not around. He’s on the edge, yelling at his brothers, yelling at anyone. He knows exactly it’s because he misses you, because he doesn’t know what you’re doing, if you’re safe and happy or if you need him. He’s calling and texting you a lot, sometimes he gets a little too obsessive, but you don’t mind, because you know he just wants to be sure you’re okay.

D = Destiny (let’s talk about the future, how do they picture it?)

He loves to daydream about a future with you and maybe one or two kids. He loves the idea of building you a home, away from Smurf’s house. He would go with you anywhere. But there are these thoughts in him, that make him think he doesn’t deserve a future like this, he doesn’t deserve you in full. He feels like Smurf will always have him in her claws, never able to break free. When Baz told Pope, he’s never going to have kids of his own, because there isn’t anyone who’d ever want to, he stops himself from dreaming about a future like this immediately. One night, he’d tell you what Baz said to him, and you’d be infuriated and assure him that one day, maybe you’re gonna have kids.

E = Eyes (how do they react when they catch you with your eyes on them?)

He’d be confused. He’d take it as a threat at first. Your eyes lingering on him- only on him when you would plan new jobs with the brothers. The way you smiled at him all the time. It would drive him mad, because he didn’t know what it meant. After some time, he would like it though. He felt seen, admired and it made him feel really good about himself.

F = First Kiss (how did their first kiss/kisses go?)

Oh, the air between you would be so tight and heated. And he would be shy but at the same time his longing for you would definitely reach its peak. You’re both in his car. He drove you home after a job you were helping them with. When he stopped the car, he looks at you. “Good night, y/n.” You just look at him, not saying a word. He doesn’t know what this means. “You’re mad at me or something?” You smile and shake your head. Then you get closer to him. He would back away a bit, scared, confused, shocked. You look down on his lips, smile, then look back into his eyes. He slowly understands. And then he kisses you, hesitantly, but so happy. He’d smile and whimper a bit. You break the kiss and smile at him. “Good Night, Pope.”

G = Gloat (do they brag about you being with them?)

He likes to keep the things between you two to himself. He doesn’t want anyone to be part of it, to be able to take it (or you) away from him. But when his brothers teased him a little too much about him being weird or when they would question why a pretty woman like you would be with someone like Pope, he would definitely brag a lot. Telling them how much time you spent together, and that you’re basically living in Smurf’s house already, because you’re staying overnight 7 days a week.

H = Hurt (how do they react when you get hurt?)

He’d be really worried for five seconds. And then angry. Angry at himself for not preventing you from getting hurt, angry at anyone or anything that’s the cause for your hurting. If someone would actually, physically hurt you, they should count their days, because Pope won’t ever let anyone get away with hurting the love of his life.

I = Interactions (how do they interact in public with you?)

He needs to hold your hand. All the time. He loves to show that you’re belonging to him.

J = Jealousy (are they jealous? how do they show it/try to hide it? How do they react to you being jealous?)

Whenever Baz would stand to close to you, smile a little too long at you, and when you would laugh at one of his jokes, oh, he would feel a pit forming in his stomach. Baz took someone who was really important to Pope away once before. He couldn’t deal with it happening again. He’d also start to overthink about his insecurities. Thinking he’s not normal, not good enough for you. He would hate himself and the whole world for feeling so jealous. You’d sense his jealousy every time. Not that it was hard to determine it, seeing, how he stared a hole into Baz’s or whoever’s face. In a quiet moment, you would pull Pope into your arms and kiss him. “You’re okay?” you ask. “Mhh.” Pope only lets out a growl and turns his face away from you. You’d take his face into your hands and whisper into his ear: “You seem a little jealous. It turns me on.” He looks at you and cracks a little smile while raising an eyebrow.

K = Kids (all about kids - do they want them? how are they with them?)

He’s been such a good dad for Lena before she was adopted. You really wanted to see him raising your baby. And you were dreaming of a time, where he and you would have a kid together.

L = Lazy Day (how does it look like for them? what do they like to do?)

He likes to do whatever you have in mind. Going shopping, going to the beach, whatever, he’s with you. He likes staying at home though. Taking the time to clean up, cooking something for you, oh and he definitely likes to spent the whole day in bed with you.

M = Meet (how/when did they meet you? what did they think of you?)

Like said, he saw you for the first time, when Deran involved you for a job and Pope didn’t like you at all. You seemed naïve, and not trustworthy at all. He thought you were pretty though. He liked your hair, your eyes, your lips and the way you moved.

N = Needy (do they need a lot of attention from you?)

He says he doesn’t need it. But he definitely craves it. He loves it, when your eyes are glued to him, when you listen to him observantly and when you just take him into your arms whenever he feels the need to be held.

O = Often (something they like to do with you on a regular basis)

Hugging you from behind. No matter what you do. Brushing your teeth, cooking, he just loves to feel you close, to rest his head on your shoulder and to leave kisses there, up to your neck.

P = Pet Names (do they like them/use them on you?)

He likes to call you sunshine. Even though you don’t exactly get why because you wouldn’t consider yourself a sunshine. It’s cute though.

Q = Quicksilver (quicksilver is something unpredictable; what’s something they’ve done that you didn’t expect?)

Skating. You didn’t expect at all that was something he liked doing. The first time you saw him on the halfpipe, you were surprised but intrigued at the same time. And the way he could just roll on the halfpipe for hours made him kind of adorable.

R = Rave (something they could go on and on for hours)

How to keep things clean. He loves teaching you about it and he loves it even more when you start cleaning things the same way he does. Apart from that he likes to teach you about guns, how to clean them, how to handle them. He likes explaining things, but he’d never mansplain anything to you. He knows exactly how smart you are.

S = Sleep (how do they like to sleep?)

He has a hard time getting some sleep. And before you he mostly didn’t sleep at all. But oh, things are changing when you’re with him. You’d force him to lie down next to you and close his eyes. You’d make him melatonin tea, you’d try to put on some meditation music to help him relax. Even though it doesn’t help that much, he definitely gets more rest than before. Because he has you next to him.

T = Traits (what do they like about you, what attracted them to you?)

Apart from your outer features, he likes the way you chuckle at things, he loves the sound of it. And what you like about him? I don’t think I have to tell you. You know exactly what you like about him, what attracts you, you just love him. From head to toe.  

U = Utterance (how do they express their feelings with words)

“I missed you.” (after not seeing you for an hour)

“You’re gonna come over here and let me kiss you or do I have to drag you into my room and make you do as I say?” (after a fight)  

“Please look at me, sunshine. Please look at me with your beautiful doe eyes.” (after a heavy fight)

V = Victory (when competing with you, do they get competitive? do they let you win?)

The only thing he’d ever get competitive about is how to clean. Other than that, he’d never compete with you about anything.

W = Worship (how do they show their partner they love them with actions)

He buys anything for you. Whatever you just randomly talk about, the next day it’s on the table. And he always makes sure you’re comfortable. The music Craig plays is too loud? He turns down the volume without you even having to say it. You have a headache? He immediately brings you water and ibuprofen. He hates to see you struggling or in discomfort and he’s really good at sensing  what you need.  

X = X (x is the incognito in math, what’s a secret you both hide from the rest)

Dancing. He actually starts to like it, when you’re in his bedroom and you sling your arms around him, starting to move your hips in rhythm of the music you turned on. This is the only time he’s completely letting go, smiling at you, holding you and moving his hips along with yours. But this is a secret that no one will ever know about.

Y = Youth (the morning is the youth of the day, so what’s it like waking up by their side? how do they feel waking up with you?)

He barely sleeps. So most of the time it's you waking up to the sight of him, either staring at you with puppy eyes or lying on his back, looking into the air. He'd let out a big sigh when you nuzzle into him, his arms wrapping around you, your head resting on his chest.

"Good morning, sunshine." "Morning, Pope." you mumble.

Z = Zinger (a zinger is a revelation; when did they realize they had fallen for you?)

A = Activities (What do they like to do with their s/o?)

Grace is a very homebody person, she loves being cozy in her home watching movies, playing videogames, reading books, baking etc.

B = Body (What do they think it's beautiful about their s/o?)

What Grace loves the most about her partner is their hands and arms, she always feels safe and protected when you embrace her when you’re sleeping, out doing something or just comforting her in general.

She also loves your hands because you always have them on her to help her feel grounded, she gets relaxed by just holding them, fidgeting with them, caressing them etc.

C = Cuddling (Do they like to cuddle? How do they like to cuddle?)

She is a heavy cuddler, even if it's not directly in your arms she's attached to you in some way, either being holding your hand, sitting on your lap, linking arms, feet touching under the table, you name it, Grace just loves being close to you.

D = Dates (What kind of dates they go with their s/o?)

Grace loves home dates, but when it's a special occasion or you've ran out of things to do at home you do have dates outside, she loves cafe dates, visiting libraries and museums and trying new restaurants (instead of ordering the takeout version like she always do lol).

E = Emotions (Is it easy for them to show their emotions to their s/o? How to they go about them?)

At first it is a little hard for her to show her feelings for you, even after some months of dating she still has some sort of difficulty to do so, thinking she's gonna become a burden or that what she feels is not that important, often blaming herself for things thinking she does not deserve you, so she needs lots of reassurance when it comes to feelings.

F = Family (What kind of family do they want?)

In her eyes she already has the perfect family, that consists of you, her, Emily and Leon, a very unusual family? Yes, but she would not trade it for anything in this world.

G = Gifts (Are they good at gift giving?)

Grace is the best gift giver, every time you mention a new interest or hears you talking about wanting an specific item she opens a hidden note on her phone to write it just so she can gift you later.

H = Holding Hands (How was the first time you held hands?)

The first time you held hands was by accident, you were on a date outside and something scared her and her first instinct was to hold your hand, you stayed like that until she calmed down, and when she noticed she got the cutest blush and was a stuttering mess of apologies until you reassured her it was ok and held her hand again, now it was a more than common occurrence.

I = I Love You (Who said "I love you" first? How did it happened?)

I can see Grace saying “i love you” first, it was after one specific bad nightmare she had where for the first time she didn't saw Emily beeing dragged by the monster, instead she saw you, she woke up with a terrified scream and immediately clanged onto you trying to calm down, you helped her breath get even so she could tell you what happened between tears, and that’s when she said it "... a-a-and I could not s-save you a-and... you j-just *sniff* mean the world to m-me and i love y-you so much..." you of course said how much you loved her back and comforted her for the rest of the night.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous easily? How d they deal with it?)

Grace is not exactly a jealous person, more of an insecure person, where her mind sabotages her into thinking she might not be enough for you, her thoughts immediately disappear at any action towards her that shows how much you want and appreciate her (shes a sucker for a lil possessiveness to show others that you belong to each other ngl)

K = Kiss (How was their first kiss with their s/o? Are they a good kisser?)

Your first kiss was on your first date, you had asked Grace out to the movies as a new sequel of her favorite series had just been released, you were having so much fun watching it, then when a specific reference was made and you did not get it, Grace got close to whisper in your ear and explain it to you, you slowly turned to her to ask something and that's when she trailed of and forgot about everything as her eyes locked onto yours, you put a strand of hair behind her ear and gave a light caress to her cheek and jaw, and well, the rest is history.

She's an amazing kisser, her lips are so soft and plump, she loves slow kisses when you take your sweet time to feel and taste her lips, also a huge fan of soft lip biting and sucking.

L = Love Confession (How would they confess to their s/o?)

I'm sorry, but if you don't confess your love for her, baby girl will not have the courage to do it lol, you need to be very certain on what you want your relationship to become, Grace doesn't mind if is a fancy planning or not for when you confess and ask if she wants to be your girlfriend, what's important to her is how you both feel towards each other.

M = Marriage (Do they want to get married? What would the marriage be like?)

Just as the love confession, Grace also prefer more of a lowkey wedding, she'd prefer a simple ceremony with a small dinner just for your closest friends and family, enjoying the moment without having to think about something going wrong.

N = Nicknames (What do they call their s/o?)

Her nicknames are mostly love, babe, baby, but when you start living together she calls you honey and do the "Honey i'm home!" thing when she comes home from work, she also calls you angel sometimes, because you are her angel who keep her safe, protect her and support her on everything she needs.

O = On Cloud Nine (How do they act when they are in love? Is it obvious for others?)

You can definitely tell when she's in love, the poor girl gets flushed just at the sight of you, becomes an even more stuttering mess when around you and a lot clumsier (if it's any possible lol), she gets distracted very easily just thinking about you, her coworkers having to snap her out of her thoughts lots of times throughout the day.

P = PDA (How do they show their love for their s/o in public?)

She's not the type to be having makeout sessions in public nor any sexual kind of affection in public, but she always needs to feel your presence, either being you holding her hand, having your arm around her shoulders, linking your arms together, etc.

Q = Quirk (Some random ability they have that's beneficial in a relashionship?)

Grace takes her analyst abilities to her personal life, everything she does is thoroughly searched, analyzed, categorized and archived, she does that when you get house supplies, buy new furniture, buy makeup, chose a new house together, you name it (and yes, she has a special folder full of your interests for future referece)

R = Romance (How romantic are they? Cliche or rather creative?)

She loooooves cliché romance ngl, she just loves simple dinners, buying you flowers if you like, giving you small gifts throughout the month, getting you sweet/savoury treats often, giving you massages after long days at work, she just loves simple romantic actions.

S = Support (How do they show support for their s/o?)

Grace is literally the biggest support system you could ask for, she's always offering help on whatever is your current goal, either with research, physically helping you or just giving the best words of support she can think of, she also comes up with random notes that can help you with your projects.

T = Thrill (Do they like to try new things to spice up the relationship or do they prefer a routine?)

After everything that happened in her life, Grace just needs a calm routine with nothing worrying happening, just lazy mornings with you, doing the same analytic process at work, doing the same route to go home and having you all to herself at night, she moved a lot when she was younger so it is a must for her to have a "boring" and calm life for a good while.

U = Understanding (How well do they know their partner?)

She keeps a file with all your interests and random stuff she thinks is worth remembering, clothing size, favorite movies, how you like your coffe/tea, book taste, your allergies, what makeup/skincare you use, and she keeps on adding to the list.

Grace is a very good listener and likes open comunication with her partner, so she likes when you explain your tastes and preferences to her.

V = Value (How important is the relationship to them? What they value the most in a relationship?)

You are literally her whole world, she can't even begin to fathom a life without you anymore, so she values your relationship deeply.

What she values the most in a partner is honesty and transparency, poor girl got her whole story hidden from her all her life, so she needs your full honesty to trust you.

W = Wrong (When they're wrong in a fight, do they admit it quickly?)

Sadly, Grace often admits she's wrong and also take the blame for stuff that was definitely not her fault at all, so even if she is indeed wrong you need to take it lightly and reassure her that not everything is her fault and it is ok to make mistakes sometimes.

X = Xtra (A random fluff headcanon)

Grace always have socks on because of how cold her feet are, her hands are also very cold so you can expect to randomly feel her delicate blocks of ice on your body when she tries to warm them up lol.

Y = Yearning (How do they cope when they're missing their partner?)

She can deal with missing you while she's on work hours, but calls you everytime you can have a little chat throughout the day, she manages to finish the day by thinking about you and how you will be waiting for her at home so she can finally be in your arms.

Z = Zzz (How do they sleep with their s/o?)

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about their partner?)

Physically: Azure loves his partner's eyes. They find them so beautiful and telling. He’ll even go as far as saying that they’re the window to the soul.

Mentally: Azure values a partner with humility. As much as they will praise you for your abilities, arrogance kills any attraction towards you.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

He absolutely does; it’s the ideal life after all. They’d only want one child, and he doesn’t care if it’s a boy or a girl. Azure would want to teach somebody botany, and who better to teach than your own child?

C = Cuddle (How do they like to cuddle?)

Azure runs hot, so he appreciates his space; however, he does enjoy lying down facing you. Watching your face as you drift off to sleep always gives him some reassurance that the future will be good.

D = Dreams (How do they picture their future with their S/O?)

Azure had always pictured their future with their partner as quaint. Maybe a cozy home with one child, a garden, and nature surrounding them.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

You are his everything, his world, his life, and his devotion.

F = Feelings (When did they know they're in love?)

Azure had his suspicions, but confirmed it when he had a dream one night with you in it. He made quick work of confessing to you afterwards. To this day, he says that it was a sign.

G = Gratitude (How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their S/O does for them?)

He always tries to be as grateful as possible when they realize what their partner does for them. He always tries to make it up to their partner, living strongly by the philosophy that favors should be returned.

H = Honesty (Do they have secrets they hide from their S/O?)

Azure is the most honest person. He rarely hides anything, and when he does, it’s not a large surprise. He’s a fairly bad liar on top of it all.

I = Injury (How would they react if you got hurt?)

Being as composed as Azure is, he maintains his cool. They’ll use their knowledge of botany to make a quick paste for you if it's a small injury. For a larger injury, he’ll keep an eye on you to make sure you’re healing well.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous? How do they deal with it)

Azure gets very jealous, but hides it well. He tells himself that it’ll be okay, as they’re the only person catching your eye.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss you? How do they like to be kissed?)

They don’t kiss their partner much, but when they do, he likes to kiss them properly on the lips. He doesn’t mind the occasional peck, but prefers to give their partner a proper kiss. As for him, they prefer to be kissed on the lips as well. It’s a romantic gesture that he appreciates.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

You said “I love you” first, but Azure was quick to reciprocate and started including it in your daily banter soon after.

M = Memory (What’s their favorite memory together?)

Azure fondly recalls a memory with you resting your head on his shoulder as he tended to some of the plants in the greenhouse. The warm, controlled climate had lulled you to sleep, and he didn’t have the heart to move you to continue working, so he had decided to sit there till you eventually woke back up.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

He doesn’t spoil in a materialistic way, but he’ll definitely give you plenty of handmade gifts. They love seeing you use the little things they made, as most of them are conventional items.

O = On Cloud Nine (What are they like when they're in love? Is it obvious to others? How do they express their feelings?)

He’s honestly not much different. Many people don’t know when he is in love. He expresses his feelings with small gifts and acts of service.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

He rarely uses pet names, but he’ll use lovebug and occasionally honey.

Q = Questions (What are the questions they’re always asking?)

He’s always asking what you want to eat, if anything at all.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

Azure loves to sit in the greenhouse on a rainy day; the thudding of raindrops on the glass helps him get into a flow state.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/S/O up?)

They find themselves cheering you up by giving you something to eat, whether it’s salty, sweet, savory, or sour, he finds that food is a good way to make someone feel better.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

Azure loves talking about the plants in his garden, almost to a fault. He’ll be ranting on till he notices that you aren’t paying too much attention anymore. If it reaches that point, he’ll ask what you’ve been up to recently to bring you back into the conversation.

U = Understanding (How well do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?)

Azure is empathetic, not to a fault, of course. Often providing comfort in hard situations or when something has happened. He understands his partner well.

V = Value (How important is the relationship to them? What is it worth in comparison to other things in their life?)

Azure truly values your relationship. He finds himself putting it above many things, even their plants.

W = Wedding (When, where, and how do they propose?)

Azure proposed in the forest on a nature walk with you. He’d brought you to a beautiful lake around sunset before popping the question.

X = XOXO (How affectionate are they? In public/in private)

Azure is affectionate in public, but through the use of words rather than actions. The most they’ll do is hold your hand. In private, he’ll keep a bit closer and start being more romantic with kisses and such.

Y = Yearning (How well do they cope when they're separated from their S/O?)

He handles himself fine, busying himself with small tasks and a daily routine when he is separated from his partner. They’ll get a bit antsy being by themselves for a week, but the knowledge that you’ll be coming back always comforts them.

Z = Zeal (Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship?)

Butterflies (How did they behave around their partner when they first fell in love?) He appreciates fine jewelry and likes seeing you wear pieces he's given you. They look so stunning on your neck, ears, wrists. The first item was a necklace he gave you before the spring ball. He'd had his seamstresses make you something appropriately formal. He had the necklace crafted to match as a surprise. He told himself he was just providing for his guest, being polite, but when he saw it around your neck, he felt his breath catch. He couldn't help the flutter of delight he felt whenever he saw it sparkling against your skin. That was the first indication of his feelings for you, and the gifted jewelry just kept coming after that.

Comfort (How would they help their partner when they feel down/have a panic attack/etc.?) Will offer anything and everything he can think of until he learns your preferences, after which he'll automatically do whatever that is. Do you want to be held or not touched? Do you need a handkerchief, water, or something to eat? Do you want to talk about it or just sit in silence for a little while? Whatever you need, he'll learn to read you and comfort you accordingly.

Domestic (What is domestic life with them like? Do they take over chores?) Loves his home and puts a lot of thought into furnishing it. It warms his heart when you say you like living there, that it feels like your home too. He does the most to try to make your rooms functional but comfortable. He's never had to do chores in his life, but if he had to, he'd be so thorough and efficient.

Equal (Are they the dominant one in the relationship or rather passive?) There's always going to be an inherent power imbalance between you because he is king, but he tries not to let that overwhelm you. It may take some time as he's not used to it, but he does consider you his equal in your relationship, meaning he involves you in important decisions that affect you. He also does his best to learn your preferences in terms of communication, love languages, etc. Occasionally, he forgets and gives you an order or uses an authoritarian tone, but you give him a look that puts him in his place, which is not above you.

Fight (Would they be quick to forgive their partner? What are fights with them like?) Can be cold and calculated, so he's not someone you want to piss off. Arguments usually arise when he's been working too much and you feel neglected. He might get snippy with you because he's tired, while you might be passive aggressive about how he's been acting. As your relationship develops, you feel bold enough to call him out when he's being more king than husband. He'll realize you're right and apologize, but he won't linger on it. You've only had a serious fight once, and it kind of scared you; you spent the night in your private chambers instead of with him. The next day, you told him he could never speak to you that way again, and he promised to stop if you ever caught him being cruel.

Gifts (What types of gifts do they give their partner? Do they like receiving gifts?) He likes giving you jewelry. Expense is no concern, but he puts a lot of thought into each item, choosing elements with a story or special meaning or that match your eyes or are your favorite color. He also enjoys receiving gifts, regardless of what they are. The fact that you were thinking of him makes him feel appreciated.

Honest (How honest are they with their partner, even when it's hard?) Pulls no punches. He's good with words and able to manipulate the truth to serve his own purposes at times, like during trade negotiations or other diplomatic matters. With you, he's more straightforward, although he may keep things from you, such as matters that are worrying him. Later in your relationship, he becomes more open and knows you can tell if he's not being completely honest. He also learns to soften his words so he doesn't accidentally upset you with his bluntness.

I Love You (Who said it first? How often do they say it? Do they show it without words?) It builds from smaller confessions along the way, such as how much he enjoys your company and how the sight of you brightens his day. Then he's saying things like "I cannot stop thinking about you" or "I cannot imagine my life without you." One day, he lets "meleth nîn" (my love) slip; you just look so beautiful and happy and he hardly realizes he's said it until you stare at him. Then you surprise him by saying "I love you" in Elvish. After that, you both say it practically every day. He also shows his love through gifts and spending time with you apart from his duties.

Jealousy (Do they get jealous? How do they handle it?) He's pretty secure in your relationship, and he would consider himself above jealousy, but it does happen sometimes. Since he's not very public about your relationship, people tend to forget and visitors often don't even know about it. If someone is standing too close to you, laughing too hard at your jokes, or dancing with you in more than a friendly manner, he can't take his eyes off you. One piercing look is enough to make them think twice. Even if they weren't actually flirting, they'll back off. Depending on the situation, he may become more possessive: resting a hand on your lower back, leaning in closer to speak to you. After, you'll tell him he has no need to worry, and he'll deny that he was worried about anything.

Kiss (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you and be kissed?) He will kiss you anywhere: lips, cheeks, forehead, neck, hands. His kisses are often quick, gentle but firm. Unless he's kissing your lips, in which case he usually doesn't rush things. Slow and sensual is the vibe. But he lets you set the pace, so if you're feeling impatient or in the mood for something more passionate, he's happy to oblige. If you kiss him out of nowhere, you might earn a faint blush, especially if it's on his forehead or the back of his hand.

Love language (What is their love language?) Gifts and words of affirmation. He appreciates the finer things, so he definitely enjoys receiving gifts of all kinds, but he is also a sucker for more personal gifts. If you write him a poem, paint him a picture, or knit him a blanket, he will cherish it like a precious jewel. It's the thought that counts with him. He also appreciates language. He carefully chooses his words, so he likes for others to show the same intentionality. He likes the reassurance of your words so he knows exactly how you feel. If you speak to him in Elvish, he will melt.

Marriage (Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?) He is only interested in a relationship if it will lead to marriage, but he will not rush into a proposal. He follows a traditional courtship. From taking horseback rides in the forest to bringing you flowers or reciting poetry, he will always be romantic about it. He might take things so slow that you wonder if you'll have to propose to him, but he would prefer that you wait until he's ready so he can do it properly. Although the wedding will be a large royal affair, the proposal is very intimate and sweet. He asks you in your favorite spot in the palace and reads a poem he wrote for you.

Nicknames (Do they call their partner pet names? What nicknames/pet names do they give their partner?) He prefers to hear his name from your lips. He also frequently uses your name, although he will also say "dearest" or "my love" once he's confessed his love to you. The first time you returned the use of "my love," it warmed his heart; he especially likes when you say it in Elvish.

Open (How open are they with their partner? Do they share everything with them or are they more reserved?) He'll hold onto certain things, like his father's death, until he's very close with you, but he will eventually share. Early on, he also has to keep classified information from you because of the rules but also for your own safety. Once you're married, the kingdom's affairs become your own, and he can tell you more about his work. He doesn't mind sharing other things from the start, but you usually have to prompt him and ask questions. It just doesn't occur to him that you'd be interested in knowing certain things that seem trivial to him, but you assure him that you want to know everything about him. He appreciates how open you are with him and tries to do the same in return.

Patience (How easily angered are they?) He can be quite patient; time passes more slowly for elves after all. But that doesn't mean he's happy about it. He will wait for answers, but he doesn't appreciate it. He isn't kept waiting often, being the king, but if negotiations are dragging on or responses are overdue, he'll be a little huffy about it. He's more patient with you, for example, giving you space and time if you need to process things, but you can tell if he's getting antsy.

Quirk (What's a random specific thing about them?) He is very particular about his wine and has quite the curated collection in his cellars. He knows a lot about how its made and what creates different flavors. He enjoys trying different varieties, and it's one of the items he's most willing to trade for, but he usually ends up preferring his old standbys. If you acquire a bottle of a new kind, he'll be excited to try it. Although he will rave about it, you can tell if he's exaggerating for your sake. If you're less of a wine enthusiast, he will try not to bore you with details, but he'll appreciate any time you try some.

Remember (What is their favorite moment in their relationship?) His favorite memory is seeing you walking down the aisle on your wedding day. He couldn't help but smile more than the rest of the court had ever seen. He felt honored that you chose him and pleased to share his feelings for you with others for the first time. When you met his gaze, he was overwhelmed with love and pride, not to mention admiration of your lovely clothing and jewelry. His second favorite memory is removing said clothing and jewelry later that night.

Security (How protective are they? How do they protect their partner/like to be protected?) Annoyingly protective. It's just that when he realizes how much he cares for you, he starts worrying about something happening. You do appreciate the thought, but it feels stifling when he stops letting you go anywhere without a guard. You have to convince him that it's too much, and he agrees to let up as long as you still have someone escort you if you go into the forest alone. You do feel very safe in the palace and with him. He's a formidable warrior, so you trust him to protect you from any danger should it arise. You worry about him as well if he has to go to battle, and you make him promise not to take unnecessary risks.

Thrill (Do they need to try out new things to spice up their relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?) The most daring thing he'll do is swimming in a forest pool under the moonlight. He ensures his guards keep a safe distance to provide privacy. The first time it happened unplanned as you took an evening walk and found the secluded pool. Somehow or other you both ended up naked in the water (after all, you didn't want to get your clothes wet but the water seemed so inviting), and it ended up being quite the romantic setting. It's something you do occasionally when you want to spice things up but nothing crazy.

Understanding (How well do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?) You have some things in common, which is what drew you together, but there are many ways in which understanding between you can be difficult. First, there's the difference of royalty versus commoner. Second, he's an elf and you're a human so there's cultural differences. Besides that, there are other little ways you differ that aren't that big of a deal on their own but add up to potential miscommunication or misunderstanding. It can be hard at first, but he makes a real effort to consider your perspective and listens intently when you tell him about your experiences. If you ever feel insecure about your position or background, he will reassure you that he loves you for who you are and doesn't look down on you for any reason.

Value (What is important to them?) Above all, he values loyalty and privacy. While he does engage in trade and relations with other places, Mirkwood is his priority, and he isn't fond of outsiders. He keeps his circle of friends and advisors close and tight-knit. He appreciates those who care about his kingdom as much as he does. He also loves nature and considers the flora and fauna of his realm to be as important as its people.

Wound (How do they feel about exposing their scars/injuries?) While physical scars are difficult, invisible scars can be hard to heal as well, and he has some of both. Early in your relationship, he prefers that you not ask about his scars. They bring up bad memories, and he's a bit insecure about how they look. His worst is the side of his face, injured fighting dragons, which he keeps concealed by a glamor. It takes some convincing for him to show you, and you reassure him that you think he's beautiful no matter what. As he opens up to you about battles that caused his wounds, he's able to process some of the internal trauma, making the outward reminders less painful.

Xtra (A random relationship headcanon?) The fact you are mortal is a subject he tries to avoid because thinking about it pains him. He knows you won't be in his life forever, but he can't imagine not being with you at all, so he treasures every moment you spend together. If you ever doubt whether you should be together or worry that he'll be in too much pain once he loses you, he'll tell you that it would be more painful to be apart from you now, knowing how he feels about you. The thought has crossed his mind of Beren and Lúthien, although he's not sure if he could truly choose a mortal life if given the chance. He would rather there were a way for you to be granted immortality. The likelihood of either is slim, so he tries to focus on your relationship in the present without worrying about the future. He just loves you so much that he can't bear the thought of not being by your side.

Yuck (What are some things they wouldn't like in general or in a partner?) He is generally wary of strangers because he doesn't know how to read them yet and isn't sure if they're trustworthy. He won't stand for dishonesty from his court or visitors alike. He also won't tolerate cruelty to animals. One of his pet peeves is being interrupted whether it be during a meeting or a social gathering, especially if it's not for anything he considers important.

Zeal (Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship?) He is a very passionate person although he maintains a cool collected exterior in general. He lets his barriers gradually drop with you to the point that his expression of emotions can be overwhelming. He will do anything he can to please you. He doesn't always get it right, but he's always learning from you and improving your relationship. If you ever ended up in trouble, he would take extreme measures to ensure your safety. There really isn't anything he wouldn't do for you if you asked or needed him.

A - Affection

How affectionate is he?

- In a romantic relationship, he shows enough affection to show that he does truly care.

- His hand always on the small of your back, as you weave through the crowded streets of Nasha Town.

- Definitely not a fan of PDA. He prefers to keep his love life a quiet whisper, something others are aware of but don't draw attention to.

- In private, he's a bit more touchy.

- Soft hugs from behind as you work on a project, your head on his lap as you read your favorite novel.

- Delicate, he is extremely delicate with you.

- However, that's not to say he fully understands human affection.

- Affection is something certain beings crave, the Fae are not one of those beings.

B - Bashful

Is he easy to tease? Easily embarrassed?

- Absolutely not! If anything, you're the one being teased and blushing.

- He doesn't always mean to tease, but his naturally poetic phrases and statements only become worse in a relationship.

- A simple "I love you" from him? Might as well ask for your hand in marriage with the way he makes it sound.

- On occasion, you'll catch a small blush on his rather pale face.

- Make him a beaded bracelet? Maybe something with his favorite gemstone?

- Head over heels.. or Ratnik boots!

C - Creative

What special activities does he do with his S/O?

- He prefers quiet, calming activities

- Reading together, taking walks along the shoreline, all of your typical calming activities

- He loves indulging in creative hobbies with you.

- Specifically crafting!

- Origami, scrapbooking, making cards, anything really!

- If you live together, I imagine a small space in your home dedicated to your special crafts.

- Both of your nightstands adorned with little paper cranes, poetic cards, and miniature scrapbooks with sketches of the both of you.

D - Daydream

What is his ideal future with his S/O?

- Fae and a human.. the inevitable would happen sooner or later.

- He would discuss burial plans with you a few years into the relationship. It may seem morbid, but to his Fae mind... it's being practical.

- He deeply cares for you, and only wants the best for your mortal vessel

- Despite this, Flins would eventually want to settle down.

- Kids aren't a top priority; having Aino to spoil was enough for the both of you.

- Of course, his occupation as a Ratnik will never change.

- He wouldn't have fallen for someone who couldn't handle his fickle schedule.

E - Ending

Would he be the one to sever ties with his S/O?

- He's a loyal guy, and he doesn't take trust lightly

- If you are in a relationship with him, it's "till death do us part" even without a ring.

- If his S/O were the one breaking up with him? He would silently accept it.

- He would watch from a distance, a silent protector.. even if you felt as if you no longer needed him.

F - Fear

Does he fear for his S/O

- He's a brave Fae, taking on the Wild Hunt and Abyssal monsters alike.

- Humans mortality is one of the things he fears most.

- As mentioned before, he looks at your ultimate demise as something practical. Something that must take place

- But, it doesn't mean he accepts the fact.

- Some nights, he'll lay awake.. staring at your peaceful self. He carves every inch of your face into his mind, promising himself to never forget you when deaths hands finally reachs for yours.

G - Grounding

What keeps him grounded?

- Beauty.

- Beautiful gems, beautiful landscapes, beautiful sunsets.

- He has a strong appreciation for beauty, especially in nature.

- After a long day of seeing the dead, fighting the Abyss, and fighting alongside the Traveler for the 5th time that week... his reprieve is always the sparkling sands by the shore.

- On more than one occasion, you'll accompany him.

H - Hinder

Would he hesitate to confess?

- As stated many times, he's a very practical creature.

- When he finally sorts through his unfamiliar emotions, he decided to be upfront with you.

- After a brisk walk through Nasha Town, a few trinkets bought, and two stomaches full of food, he decides it's time.

- You're caught off guard, watching the mysterious Ratnik's eyes soften as he stares down at you.

- He is courteous and kind to most of his friends, even the friends of his friends

- You just assumed he was doing what he does for everyone else!

- Boy, were you wrong!

I - Interfer

How would he react to another wooing you?

- He isn't the jealous type... per-say..

- He trusts you, he knows you would never betray his devotion to you.

- But, if someone makes you visibly uncomfortable with their advances? A very angry Fae will march up beside you, wrapping an arm around your waist possessively.

- His very presences can be intimidating to many, imagine him actually trying to be.

- In short, he trust you, not those around you.

J - Jokester

What's his humor like?

- Dry as Sumerus desert.

- Unlike a certain General, he isn't always trying to be funny.

- His off-hand comments can just be so.. silly sounding to most people.

- He's acutely observant of the most random things.

- When he's actually trying to get a laugh out of his S/O, he has this small, satisfied smirk on his face when it works.

- He finds the sound of laughter intriguing, such a unique reaction to certain phrases or situations.

K - Kindred

How are him and his S/O similar?

- For starters, he can't be with someone who has a "it's not that deep," mentality.

- He thinks deeply.. maybe a little too deeply at times. A bit too observant.

- That woman who just walked by? He noticed a faded mark on her ring finger.

- That man carrying a bunch of bags? He noticed the slight upturn on his lips as they passed.

- He can cook up a theory about a person's mood, occupation, lifestyle, etc.. just by picking up a few details

- He would need to be with someone observant, someone who thinks deeply about the simplest of situations

- A creative, observant, and intelligent S/O would be the perfect match for the Ratnik.

L - Learned

What does he learn from a romantic relationship?

- Despite being the one to confess, he's rather lost in the art of love.

- He understands politeness, being courteous to those around you.

- Holding doors, pulling out chairs, etc

- But romantic affection? His S/O is gonna need to help him. Baby step after baby step!

- He quickly learned the emotional part, but the physical?

- Cuddling, kissing, etc?

- That's gonna take a good month or two.

M - Memorable

What is his favorite memory of his S/O?

- Before he officially confessed, he would frequently pop by their place of employment.

- "Busy?" He would ask, his hand half raised as if he was going to knock on the already opened door.

- If you could spare a couple hours, he would gladly treat you to a meal. Whatever you'd like!

- He doesn't specifically recall every lunch you two shared, but there is a specific one his mind refuses to forget.

You just finished your favorite drink, swirling the half-melted ice in your class. You had chosen the Flagship this afternoon. Flins noticed the slight falter in your eyelids, the sluggishly movements of your limbs.

"Allow me to walk you home."

"Oh no Flins, I couldn't possibly ask-"

"It's no trouble, I insist."

"Well.. alright..!"

- He walked you home for the first time, even if you were a bit sluggish and sleepy.

- He held his hand to the small of your back, giving you support when you stumbled.

- Such a small, insignificant moment to most, but to him? The first time you fully trusted him, respected him enough to walk you back to your abode.

N - Novel

What is his favorite genre of book?

- As mentioned before, one of his favorite past times with you is reading

- Romance, sci-fi, action, comedy, you name it? You've both read it!

- I imagine he has a personal preference for historical fantasy.

- He's a rather knowledgeable Ratnik, aware of minor and major Nod-Krai events and history. He loves to see a plot twist!

- He does enjoy regular history books. Especially when the history relates to other nations!

- He's particularly drawn towards Fontainian history.

- The mechanics remind him an awful lot of Ainos style; the prophecies fed his curiosity

O - Observant

Does he notice your every move?

- Absolutely.

- As mentioned previously, he's sometimes too observant.

- Flins is always looking out for his S/O, even if he can't be there physically.

- He noticed a small cough from you in the morning? You'll find a small note reading "Take care of yourself today, love. Do not push yourself."

- His senses are more enhanced as a Fae, he can notice the signs of illness before you even start to feel them.

- On a more normal day with no illness, he'll notice your tiny habits.

- The way your footsteps sound, the way your outfit jingles as you move about.

- He could pick out your voice in the most crowded areas of Nod-Krai.

- He observes in the peaceful and chaotic moments, never missing a single step.

P - Perplexed

What about his S/O confuses him?

- He'll never understand human insecurities, especially yours.

- It's not as if he brushes them off as nothing! He just doesn't really grasp the idea of an insecurity.

- Insecure about your looks? "You look like an above average human to me? What could be the problem?"

- Insecure about your personality? "Those around you bask in your presence, they feel safe. I know I certainly do."

- Flins sees you as a gem, a diamond in the rough! He'll never be able to grasp the very existence of your low self-esteem.

- However, he will always be there to lift you up from the depths.

Q - Quarrel

Does he have a temper? Is it easy to get into an argument?

- He strongly dislikes arguing.

- The Fae would much rather sit down, and carefully discuss whatever has made the relationship so rocky.

- If he were on the verge of angry quarrel with his S/O, he would do his best to de-escalate the situation.

- If that doesn't work, he would refuse to raise his voice. He could never raise it at his lover.

R - Romance

How does he display romance?

- Acts of service and quality time!

- He isn't a touchy person, especially early on in the relationship.

- He'll hold hands, lay your head in his lap, a few hugs here and there. But it isn't his favorite love language.

- Sitting and reading together, accompanying one another as you do your tasks for the day, even just sleeping beside eachother.

- Having you at arms length brings him a sense of comfort. He knows you'll be safe with him beside you.

S - Standout

Does he stand out?

- Flins is tall, alright? If his partner isn't of a similar height to him? A few stares are to be expected.

- If not for for his height, his heavy (yet peaceful) aura draws attention to the couple.

- He could care less of course, if anything he wouldn't understand the odd glances at first.

"Why are they looking at us in such a peculiar manner?"

- At the end of the day, others opinions of his relationship wouldn't even cross his mind.

T - Time

Does he make time for his S/O?

- His Ratnik duties will always come first, that is a fact.

- Unless you are in immediate danger? Expect him to be home by dinner, he always makes it on time!

- However, if it's your anniversary, birthday, or other special event? Rest assured, he cleared his schedule months in advance.

U - Unmask

How long until he opens up?

- He's polite, friendly, sociable.. but a very private man.

- The mask he wears is not easily removed, it takes a heavy amount of trust for him to willingly open up.

- With patience, time, and love, he will open up to his S/O

- At first, it'll be vague details of is tumultuous past.

- He'll add details at random.

- Over dinner one night, he might randomly begin ranting about an old friend.

- While taking a late night stroll, he may tell you about a rather dark event from his past.

- While he his practical, his emotions are anything but.

- Messy, convoluted, and nonsensical.

- Just give him time!

V - Vow

Wedding vows? Wedding in general?

- This poetic Fae strikes again!

- When the wedding day finally comes, he is beyond joyful.

- His vows would reflect this in a deep and intimate manner.

- At your extremely small ceremony, (20 people maximum) he would recite his vows...

"My Dearest, it is truly an honor to be able to stand before you today to recite our vows and 'tie the knot,' as some may say. I vow to never leave your side unless necessary, I vow to stay truthful and honest throughout our many years of matrimony. You are the most beautiful human I have ever laid my two eyes upon, both your vessel and spirit. I vow to be the ideal husband, your ideal partner for life.

W - Whimsy

Is he spontaneous? Adventurous?

- He can be, if he so chooses!

- When in a relationship, his S/O would inspire his spontaneous side, taking his partner along for various "whimsical" activities.

- Maybe it's a spontaneous idea to go swimming, regular clothing and all!

- Perhaps an impromptu dance at the Flagship? One of your favorites songs being played by a traveling bard

- He may adore the more frequent quiet moments in his relationship, but his partner would bring out his creativity, his lust for life!

- He isn't a square by any means, he just needs someone to remind him that he is indeed alive, more than just a Fae.

X - Xenial

Does he enjoy hosting?

- Assuming he now lives with his S/O, he would be delighted to host a few close friends for a night of enjoyment!

- Drinks, good food, light conversation.. he couldn't ask for more!

- Seated next to his S/O in their spacious living room. Varka's booming laugh, Lauma's gentle voice, Jahoda's expressive reactions, Aino's complaints, and the Traveler and Paimon helping themselves to the snack table. It was amazing to have all of his loved ones in one place.

- If his S/O isn't one for company, he will respect that!

- Catching up with friends would be public occasions only! And of course, your lovely friend group would be more than understanding.

Y - Yawn

What's his sleep schedule like?

- Five out of seven days a week? His poor S/O his going to bed and waking up without him.

- The Wild Hunt never rests, and neither can he.

- When he does manage to get away, he actually isn't extremely fatigued. He'll just need to sit for awhile, relax!

- And you're more than happy to help!

- A cup of his favorite tea, a brand new book, and your head in his lap. The perfect way for him to recharge!

- His actual sleeping habits are a wreck. Some nights he won't sleep at all!

- With enough nagging from his beloved, he will eventually allow himself to be dragged to their shared bedroom.

Z - Zoinks!

What's an irrational fear of his?

- Not irrational, but odd sounding for him!

- He's claustrophobic.

- He prefers the fresh outdoors, the wide open plains of Nod-Krai's grassy fields!

- If he has to stay in a small, windowless room? Someone help him, someone find his S/O immediately.

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