#princesshcs

Superstarbur: Superstarbur is very dominant in bed, but we all knew this. Choking, spanking, handcuffing his partner, tying his partner to the bed, edging, orgasm denial, making his partner beg, ruining their orgasm, and blindfolding them is what gets him off. Anything he can do to hold his power over you. He does work hard to get his partner off, not because it turns him on, but because it strokes his massive ego that he’s making you feel that good. Obviously, this man is packing a massive dick. Long, thick, and perfectly curved to hit all the spots you want it to.

Simpbur: Simpbur is quite submissive, but sometimes his obsessive nature wins and he’s demanding what he wants you to do to him. He loves to be tied down, blindfolded, choked, edged, and having his orgasms controlled by his partner. In fact, nothing turns him on more than being told exactly if and when he’s allowed to cum. If he’s being obsessive, he’ll beg to get his face sat on. He’d happily suffocate to let you use his face to get off. Call him a ‘good boy’ and he may cum in his pants. As for size, he’s a bit below average.

Incelbur: Nobody is more submissive than Incelbur. His kinks are whatever his partner’s kinks are, and he never thinks about your pleasure. He’ll jackhammer you until he cums within minutes, rolling away when he’s finished. Poor guy has a very below average dick, and if he was a decent partner, it wouldn’t matter.

Dadbur: Unsurprisingly, Dadbur has a breeding kink. His breeding kink doesn’t just involve the thought of stuffing you full of his cum, but all the dirty talk. He needs you to beg for it, needs to tell you how perfect your body is for carrying his baby, needs you to want it as badly as he does. He’s a switch, playing whatever part his partner wants from him. His partner’s pleasure is all he wants, and thinks nothing about his orgasm. It’s all about what they want. It’s rare you two would have rough, kinky sex. He prefers worshipping your body, kissing every inch, and preferring to enjoy the feelings of your bodies together instead of worrying about the climax. He’s just above average down there, but it’s thick, heavy, and curved so beautifully, you can’t believe it’s real.

Princebur: Considering Princebur doesn’t know much about sex and has only been with you, he doesn’t have any. He just loves how amazing it feels to be inside you, feel your body next to his, and lives for the feeling of your skin against his. To him, sex is far more than just producing heirs. Pretty ahead of his time. Everything about his dick is average, but obviously, he doesn’t know that people get hung up about size. Such a simple time, huh?

Vampirebur: Vampirebur is a switch. I have no basis for this, but it’s true. He loves to bite you HARD during sex, drawing blood to lick up, especially between your legs. The sight of his cum mixing with your blood makes him need a second round almost immediately. He’s basically the ideal partner if you’re into temperature play, his icy dick pushing into your warm body and making you feel every vein stretch you open. His dick is long but the girth is pretty subpar.

~If you think Wilbur would be anything but the best partner while you’re pregnant, you’d be happily mistaken.

~From the second you see that positive test, you wont have to lift a finger.

~From chores, to shopping, to cooking, to driving. Anything you want or need, he’s done it for you.

~”Babe, can I feel our baby kick?”

~He’d check out all the baby name books from the library and spend hours pouring over them.

~”You sit back and put your feet up. I’ll rub your back and make you some tea.”

~Holds you when you’re dealing with morning sickness, whether that’s in bed from nausea or on the bathroom floor from vomiting.

~”You’ll be ok, sweetheart, better out than in. Just take a sip of water. I’m right here.”

~Every time your cravings send Wilbur to the store, he comes back with something else for the baby. Clothes, toys, or whatever he sees and loves.

~Comes to every single appointment with you. You’d insist he doesn’t need to, and he’d insist he can at least drive you.

~Wilbur would pour over articles, books, and videos on how best to help your partner when they’re in labour.

~”I was thinking maybe Tallulah for a girl?”

~Kisses and rubs your belly whenever he can, massaging in lotion to keep your skin soft as it stretches.

~Absolutely cannot shut up about the fact he’s going to be a dad. He’ll tell the mailman, the cashier, the bus driver, anyone.

~Has a ‘go bag’ by the door just in case you go into labour early. He’s had the bag packed since the day you got the positive test.

~Your cravings would gross him out, but he’d try them anyway. Anything to support you.

~And when you do go into labour?

~Wilbur would be right behind you on the hospital bed, holding you, stroking your hair, whispering how much he loves you between contractions.

~”Just breathe for me, love, it’ll pass. Think about how amazing it’ll be to hold our baby. That’s my love. Just like that.”

~Between contractions, he asks the nurses everything from his notebook of questions about the baby.

~He’d respect your choices 100%. Medicated or unmedicated labour, it’s your choice and your body.

~”Can I cut the cord, babe?”

~Anyone who says this man wouldn’t sob upon seeing his child in his arms for the first time is wrong. End of.