i need a guy so badly pinning me down with his bloated belly hiccuping letting out low burps n whimpers while i rub and kiss their tummy while i lick, leaving hickeys all on it feeling it groan and slosh under my touch. taking my tongue nd navel fuckin him with it hearing his moans and whines..
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Can we have Ingo comforting the reader during a storm?
It was just a storm. It wasn’t going to hurt you. Just light and noise. You were safe.
No amount of telling yourself that kept you from leaping out of your skin at every blinding flash that lit up your room and every crackling boom that shook the walls. You sat in your bedroom, a trembling heap of blanket curled up in the middle of your bed.
It was dark. The overhead light and the TV had provided some comfort before the power abruptly went out. The storm had full reign on your nerves then. You had quickly retreated to your bedroom and threw the blanket over your head. Your eyes squeezed shut and your hands covered your ears to desperately drown out the turbulent weather.
Your eyes cracked open during a quiet moment to see a floating ray of light cast over you. It moved forward. The edge of the bed dipped as new weight was added. Something gently touched your shoulder.
“I thought you might have been asleep…” A familiar voice spoke. “But you’re too shaky for that.
You pulled the blanket away to see Ingo sitting on the edge of the bed. His face was illuminated by the glow of the flashlight that now sat on the mattress. He kept his hand on your shoulder. It carried a pleasant warmth.
“The power went out at the gear station as well. The generators didn’t kick in so we were all told to head home until the power returns.”
His mouth opened to continue speaking but he was cut off by another bright flash of lightning that made the room glow. You went back under the blanket and braced for the rumbling and crackling resonance that soon followed it.
You could hear Ingo hum thoughtfully after the racket passed. The weight on the bed shifted and the mass that was suddenly at your side told you that he had laid down beside you.
“Would it help if I talked to you? I do have a bit of gossip to share…”
He laughed as you nodded enthusiastically underneath the blanket. While not one to partake himself, he knew how much you liked listening when Emmet went on about the latest happenings among the depot agents. It was like listening to a soap opera he had to admit.
He began to speak. You listened. Tales of an epic love triangle happening right under the noses of the people who worked at and frequented the gear station captivated your attention. Rebecca was trying to flirt with Carl but was completely oblivious to the attentions of Jonathan. In a surprising twist, Carl might like Jonathan but is too shy to say anything. It’s obvious to everyone when Carl and Jonathan take lunched together, but the moment Rebecca shows up, Carl looks like a kicked puppy, Jonathan is beaming at Rebecca, and Rebecca is desperately trying to chat up Carl. Unfortunately, it comes off as Rebecca trying to keep Carl included but secretly wants him to leave.
It’s such a mess. Ingo and Emmet have wondered why they have not come clean and formed a polycule but have determined the possibility that communication is not a strong point for any of them. Ingo wonders if they should run a job performance evaluation on them since communication is such an important part of being a depot agent and interacting with the public. Emmet is against it since conveying feelings to your peers is very different from public relations…
You had only noticed the storm had passed when the overhead light came on and the TV in the living room came to life since you had the volume up to attempt to drown out the storm. You and Ingo both scrambled off the bed and into the living room. Ingo beat you to the remote and lowered the volume. You both stood there and laughed.
“That’s the end of the storm…” Ingo smiled looking up at the lights on the ceiling. It didn’t take long for his phone to begin to buzz. He looked at it and his smile faded slightly as he answered.
“Subway Master Ingo… Yes… Yes, the power just came on here as well. Oh? Yes. That sounds like the safest option. Thank you for updating me.”
Ingo hung up the phone and looked to you. “Seems they want to keep the gear station down until the issue with the generators is figured out in case the power blinks off again. Care to watch a movie with me? I can make popcorn.”
The rest of the evening was spent watching some flick that was picked at random. It was more of an excuse to just sit together and enjoy one another’s company with snacks.
That suited you just fine.
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hello, egg. i have arrived to bring horny thoughts upon ye >:)
if you’re still taking smut emoji prompts… how about a little 🎤🙈🍷 for a mr. obi-wan kenobi? heheh i am totally normal about him heheheheheheheheh
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a/n: Why, yes my friend. I think I can arrange that...
🎤 how loud they are
He's fairly quiet, actually, but most certainly not silent. His moans tend to be more breathy and warm, a melodic baritone best served directly into your ear on a warm Tatooine evening on his bedroll in his cave, where his moans (and yours, which he much prefers to hear), can bounce off the walls with reckless abandon.
🙈 something they’re shy about asking for
Honestly... there's lots of things. Listen the sex thing wasn't such a big thing for him for a very long time, never really thought he'd have a partner with which he'd want to do any of these things with, so a lot of just... very average stuff he feels like he needs to ask to make sure, but with you at least he feels safe enough to ask in the first place, and that's HUGE for him.
First, he's shy about using the force to either lift you to aid in some more complicated positions that would be a pipe dream for anyone other than a Jedi. It's mostly a consent thing for him just because he doesn't want to startle you by suddenly using the force to lift you or stimulate you, but trust me if you let him it's worth it. Second, he'd be so shy about where to cum it just feels so filthy whether coming on you or even (be still his beating heart) IN you, but with some reassurance and/or enthusiasm this is one he will feel less ashamed about much more quickly.
🍷 tipsy sex headcanon
So granted, this is a very rare event to see Obi-Wan tipsy even in the slightest... but oh my god he gets extra cuddly. Like for real. All it takes is a few shots of spatchka and what might have been subtle touches become... not so subtle. He will be constantly burying his face in your shoulders, your chest, your tummy, your... anything. And his hands and body will absolutely not leave you for the rest of the night. Might not even leave when he's sober he thinks. Now I warn you: he might just pass out during the act if he's tipsy and might accidentally stay inside you the whole night despite his better judgement.
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