#judeau

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Warnings: loss of virginity, smut

Griffith

You approached him nervously, with one thing in mind. He smirked to himself when you asked him, but gently grabbed your hand, the contrast evident.

“I promise I’ll be gentle”, he said with his sultry voice.

He took each item of your clothing slowly, he wanted to make it last. Although you were super nervous, you were starting to get impatient.

“Griffith, please…”, he finally gave in and put smoothly himself inside you, agonizingly slowly.

He kissed your tears away and murmured words of encouragement.

He thrusted deep and slow for what seemed like hours, giving off the amount of experience he had. And you didn’t mind one bit, focused only on the present.

He made sure you finished first and it was the best feeling in the world.

“Thank you”, you said sheepishly.

“You don’t have to thank me, sweetheart. I would do anything for you.” And somehow you fully believed him.

Guts

He was respectful of your limits, always stopping when you asked him to. Until the day you wanted to go all the way. He thought he hadn’t heard you right, at first. He grabbed your face in his hands and asked you to repeat yourself.

“I want to make love to you. I have been meaning to tell you- “. He cut you off with a kiss, that quickly turned passionate.

You both got naked quickly, you averting your eyes and him never looking away. You got into bed and prepared for what was about to come.

“Can you trust me?”, he asked, sensing your fear. Words were stuck in your throat, so you just nodded. You trusted him with your whole body and soul.

He thrusted himself into you, raw and desperate. He moved at a maddening pace, but you welcomed it.

He didn’t last long. You were proud of yourself; you knew he had great stamina but seeing him come undone so quickly just because of you…

Still, he made you come, always the gentleman.

After you both finished, you found yourself in his arms, wrapped in the sheets.

“I love you”, he said, surprising you a little, but nonetheless you said it back and kissed him gently.

Judeau

You were in the middle of hugging him when you murmured something. “I can’t hear you, darling. You need to speak louder.” You anxiously pulled back and repeated yourself.

His eyes opened wide for a millisecond, but he quickly composed himself. He kissed your hand and said “Whatever you want”, not taking his eyes off you.

He took your clothes item by item and filled your whole body with kisses.

“Are you ready?”, you nodded, sure of what you wanted.

You felt an intense stretch and whimpered slightly. “Look into my eyes”, so you did, feeling a sense of comfort and security.

The pain eventually subsided and gave way to pleasure. He moaned into your neck, sucking and biting as well.

You could feel him in your tummy. You were getting overstimulated so you were partially glad when it ended.

He laid next to you, breathing deeply. “If it safe to say this will happen again?”, he asked and you chuckled, not bothering to deny it.

You scratched their back during sex

Characters: Casca, Griffith, Guts, Judeau Warnings: Pre-established relationship, gn!reader, nsfw but nothing too explicit

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Casca:

As you both lie in bed together after sex, you notice Casca wincing slightly. She touches her back, rubbing a spot that appears to bother her.

"I think you got a little rough there," Casca mutters.

When you apologized, she sighed and her lips formed a hint of a smile. "I'm gonna feel this for days... You animal."

"I don't know why you're complaining. You left a lot of marks on me, too. I'll be walking around with your fingerprints on my skin for a week."

Casca smirks, her gaze flicks down your body, eyeing some of the love bites and scratch marks she's left on your skin.

"Fair enough, but those scratches are going to be impossible to explain at training tomorrow."

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Griffith:

Griffith was lying on his back, breathing heavily as he tried to catch his breath. His body was covered in sweat, and his chest rose and fell with every breath. The marks of your nails on his back were almost burning.

"Ah... love..." He groaned softly. Griffith couldn't deny the mix of pleasure and pain he felt when you scratched his back. He looked at you with hazy eyes and a slight smirk, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer.

Griffith leaned down and kissed your neck, gripping on your hair and pulling your head back so that he could give you a heated kiss. You moved your hips, grinding against him and making a moan leave from his lips.

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Guts:

Guts groaned in pleasure, his back arching against yours as you traced your nails lightly down his back. His breath came out in gasps, and his hands tightened on your hips, fingers digging into your flesh.

His mouth found yours, giving you a rough kiss. His tongue entered your mouth, meeting yours. His hands moved lower, gripping your thighs as he lifted with no effort at all, as if you weighed nothing to him.

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Judeau:

A whine left his mouth as your nails dig into his back, gripping your hips tightly and burying his face into your neck. His lips turned into a smirk and he shot you a playful glare.

"Hey," he protested, his voice sounding amused and slightly annoyed, yet his cheeks were flushed and his voice breathless. "Watch the nails, will ya?"

"Oh man. The bullshit piled up so fast in Vietnam you needed wings to stay above it."

My sunshine boy