#lore drop

— AH, you though

— suddenly he’s standing and all you can think is: ‘when’d that happened?’

— hands grabbing your hips as, with no difficulties whatsoever, he prompts your ass on the countertop, sliding right in between your parted legs

— he would help you undress, loving the way your body reacts to his touch

‘i’ll do it for you pips’

‘i’ll do everything for you, just lift your hips f’me’

—he would bathe himself in the heavenly sight of your naked body sprawled all over the counter. almost falling into temptation and touching himself for you

— finally sliding his dick inside, he would rest a hand over the countertop, to steady himself as he thrust in a slow agonizing rhythm inside of you

— the other would be on your body, everywhere you want him to be, he’s yours - he’s always been yours

— as his thrusts deepens you instinctively wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer to you

‘good girl pips, pull me in’

‘thaaaat’s it baby, i’m not going anywhere’

— a bottle or two (same with some glasses) would break, falling and slipping all over the counter as he presses his hips into your cunt

— he would probably hide a pair of your panties (100% from that first night fuck) in a secret drawer

— so when you’re out on a mission and he’s all alone in that big house, pouring himself a drink as his mind gets progressively dizzier at every sip. he can still have you, smell you, fuck you… even if you’re not really there with him :(

SYLUS

⟶ ASCENT TO DESIRE

⟶ AGAINST A WALL / SHOWER

— he’s an impatient man, always accustom to have everything he wants the second that he wants it

— so when you grip his wrist excitingly pushing him around your new house, he can’t help but wanting you right there and then

— he would probably pin you against the hallway corridor, locking your legs around his waist as he desperately makes out with you

— not even undressing just, please let him in

— moving your panties to the side he mentally praises you for putting on a skirt for him

‘i’m sorry kitten, jus’ quick yeah?’

‘i promise i’ll behave after’

‘i’ll follow you around as you show me all of your accomplishments… but now jus’ lemme in’

— he just loves that much okay? seeing you so excited makes him excited (not in the same way as you, but yeah - you love his enthusiasm either way)

— shielding the back of your head with his hand he would thrust his hips into you, not even teasing you at this point

— just slamming and dragging his tick cock inside of you as soon as he feels your cunt hug his length

— OR he would join you in the shower

— (mentally laughing remembering the moment you first saw him naked and freshly showered)

— he would help you get cleaned up, stroking and caressing your skin with a soft sponge as he follows the path initiated by the spongy texture with his lips

— again, you would find yourself pinned against the wall as sylus locks your legs tightly around his hips

— this time around he would go slow, teasing your body using the shower head

— he would use the hot water to soothe your body and make it relax as he slides in you sloooowly letting you feel every inch of his dick pounding in and out of your pussy

— cold water sporadically over your clit, to make your count clench tightly around his length (hugging at his base so tightly he almost saw starts)

— he would probably make you cum two or three times

— enjoying every moan, whimper, ragged breath and cries

‘that’s it kitten, choke me with your cunt’

‘nuh-uh don’t run from me, let me make you feel good’

XAVIER

⟶ THE CLOSE UP

⟶ GOOD ‘OL BED

— he probably didn’t even plan this (my sweet baby🥺)

— on the second night he spent over, you both were just sooo tired after fighting wanderers all day

— all cuddle up in bed, he felt your body tiredly stretch as you changed position

— back to his torso, you curl you leg into your chest

— his big tees, that you use a pajama, rolls over your tummy exposing the thin fabric of your panties digging into the plush of your ass

— xavier probably still half asleep, would pull your body down, closer to his (already missing the skin to skin contact)

— feeling your ass so exposed to him, he would probably open an eye to investigate

— wrapping his arms around your waist, he would probably follow your legs with his, curling his body against yours (almost shielding your entire being with his strong body)

— you would probably be the one to grind down on him, not with a malice intent or anything. but, jus’ cause it’s him, and your body loves him so much it can’t help but search for him even when your mind it’s asleep

— his dick would harden in his sleep as pre-cum starts to leak out his pink tip at every deep drag of your hips

— waking up, he would just look for a while loving the way you need him 24/7 even when you’re sleeping

— sensing your movements getting desperate he would thrust up into you, freeing his dick from his boxers

— and when you faintly wake up, just to tell him: ‘inside xavie’ ‘put it inside’ he just does it

— mostly cockwarming you all night long (cause let’s be honest he would probably fall asleep the second he slides it in)

— he would probably wake you up in the morning with his dick impaling you, slowly and softly sliding against your gummy walls

— being this close to you makes his mind dizzy as his breath completely shutters against the crook of your neck

— he would probably tease you, feeling and watching (with his hands tightly grabbing at your hips) his cock form all over your tummy as he slides in and out of you

— he would probably push lightly down on your tummy just to hear you whimper his name in that messy syrupy voice he likes so much

‘you feel me deep inside you, right baby?’

‘that’s it, stay put f’me’

‘jus’ feel me angel, that’s all you have to do’

ZAYNE

⟶ SPLITTING BAMBOO / THE FOLD

⟶ GYM

— this would happen probably around the third or fourth day

— the first few days he felt like he was dreaming

— living and seeing you being so domestic with and for him made his heart lighter as his mind totally relaxed into the comfort of his new reality

— he would probably walk in on you stretching after your workout. all sweaty and sensitive as you massaged your abused muscles

— initially he would help you stretch your aching body, explaining and detailing all the possible outcomes of an inadequate post workout routine

‘stay still, i don’t want you limping around the house cause you’re running from me’

‘breath, c’mon’ ‘lemme hear you, in and out - thaaat’s it’

‘good girl, it’s okay to make noise f’me help me understand what i can do for you’

— and suddenly… your clothes are off!

— how did that happen? he was just massaging your skin with some oil and… oh yeah he took off your yoga pants to work on your under thighs better. then, your gym top came off cause ‘your back is really tense, stay put i’ll help you’

— that’s why and how you end up naked, sprawled all over your yoga mat as zayne pushes his hips into yours

— your right leg is resting against your boyfriends big broad chest as caress the soft skin of your thigh with a hand

— your other leg is hocked around his waist, circling his lower body as you push him deeper at every thrust of his hips

— zayne is a doctor, he knows bodies - he knows your body

— he’s never been a man to just sit comfortably in one position and be done with it

— mid thrust he unhooks your leg from his chest, pushing them both around his hips as he deepens ever more his strokes

‘breath baby’

‘relax, jus’ lemme back in’

— lowering his torso, he hides in face into your chest and neck pampering with kisses your soft skin

— zayne never liked hickeys, he knows the medical story behind them, so they never appeal to his taste

— but, oh shit, when he has your body, your skin, so close to his mouth he can’t resist but suck and bite down onto your flesh

— his dick throbs uncontrollably as he hears you whimpering his name as his marking your skin

— good job, your turned him! you tuned him into a starving man who just wanna mark your flesh in a different place every time he has you

— hopefully you’re proud of yourself (mark me up dr. zayne!!! wait, who said that?!?)

RAFAYEL

⟶ THE SUPER 8

⟶ BATHTUB

— second night 100%

— the first night he would gasps seeing you come back home to him soo tired and exhausted

— literally his heart broke seeing you like this

— so the next night he just surprise you with a steaming hot bath. your favorite essentials oils already spreading in the air. little and colorful petals dangling softly over the water

— he would give your privacy, letting you relax

— only ever entering cause he heard you call out for him

‘you need me cutie?’

— he would sit by the tub’s side, stroking and brushing your hair with the most gentlest touch

— he would try and tell you tails about sirens and a land called lemuria to make you relax but… what are doing?

— you wrap your fingers around his wrist asking him to join you in the tub

— how could he ever say no to you?

— he sits down in front you, cupping your face with his warm hands as he softly kisses your lips

— he would end up on top of you, as his hand slides down in between your bodies as he angles his cock right at your entrance

— he would thrust slow into you, letting your body melt under him

— he would soothe all your stress and worries with gentle overstimulation

— making you come soo incredibly close to the edge only to deny it at the last second

— he’s just trying to help, he’s not being mean (actually, yes, he’s being a little meanie)

— he would edge you around three or four times

‘uh-uh not yet cutie’

‘a little longer, c’mon lemme see you go dumb on my cock, please’

‘good girl, see? jus’ breath and relax baby, i’m doing this for you’

— but once he sees your eyes water and your mind go numb he gives in - loving the way your orgasm is so strong it almost hits him too

— he would let some of the water drain, only to refill the tub with hot water soon after

— he would let you fall asleep like this, against his chest as he finally tells you the tails about the sirens and all the magical creatures that once inhabited earth

— he would scoop your body up in his arms

— dress you up in one of his shirts and pull you under the covers laying besides you as he watches your chest rise and fall in a peaceful rhythm

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wrote this on the train, not proof read at all 🫩