This is just how he is when he's crushing on reader hdjfksjdh
Again, divider before the nsfw stuff
SFW
Crushing
- He would definitely find a reason to go around the kingdom just to look for you.
- Would definitely be so excited if he see's you in the kingdom's events and festivals that's held in the palace.
- When you first met near the palace, he was such a stuttering mess as he tried to ask what you were doing there. This like "Yeah-! I'm.. Pffsh, I've been here alot!" Which you thought was funny because he was being obvious.
- Would let you drag him anywhere in the kingdom, especially by the sea side, as long as he's with you.
- Whenever you two watch the sunset, he'd watch you instead. But quickly turn away when you look over at him, trying to be discreet.
- Didn't know you were oblivious to his feelings, that's why he tried to many times to make you see he likes you.
- Yet you still thought you were out for his league, that's why you kept denying it.
- The first time you complimented him with a simple, "that color suits you!" He turns into a stuttering mess.
- Ever since that compliment, he wore that color almost everyday, making his servants wash the cloth so he could wear it again.
- Little things he liked to do was help you put on your brooch. Sometimes you want to wear your chiton in a way it almost hugs your body, but not too much, so he gave you a cute little brooch that was metal leaf, and since you couldn't reach your back as well enough, he helps you fix it.
- Just a simple, "Telemachus, could you help me with something?" He would immediately rush towards you, saying yes without even knowing what you want him to do.
- Asked Athena LOAADS of times, how to confess to you.
- And Athena said over and over, "I'm not Aphrodite."
- Telemachus would ask about your hobbies and immediately start learning about them so he could relate to you on a certain level.
- Whenever he does do them, you get warm inside because he's committing to what you like.
- Would be a sucker and learn to paint just to paint you.
- Spoiler alert, he managed to learn with the help of his mother.
- There was a time when he couldn't get his feelings straight, he started to fully avoid you, not inviting you to the palace anymore, not meeting you at the side of the palace, to the point you just thought he didn't enjoy your company, so you stopped going also.
- When he noticed that you didn't try to talk to him, he immediately missed your presence and rushed towards the kingdom to find you.
- When he did, he apologized so many times, almost going on his knees on that point.
- He's just really sorry that he stopped talking to you without an explanation.
- That was also when he accidentally said, "You just kept ignoring my signs, and I thought you didn't like me, but in reality, I'm in love with you, Y/n!" Not being able to control his emotions.
- Was so happy he started to cry on your stomach when you told him you felt the same.
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- Definitely had so many wet dreams about you, to the point he's embarrassed to have a sleep over with you
- he once accidentally saw you bathing in the river where you two meet up in the forest sometimes, and he implemented that image in his head and masterbated to.
- Never told you about that since he was embarrassed, but whenever he felt needy while he was with you, he would start remembering wmehat your body looked like nude.
- He would definitely sketch you nude when you're not around, and hides it form Athena and his mother, cause of course, inappropriate.
- One Wet dream, he was moaning softly in his sleep, to the point Penelope had to knock on his door to see if he was doing the tango.
I'm sorry for my other followers that want my other works like creepypasta, I'm still in my epic the musical high🙌
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Media - EPIC The Musical Saga
Character - Prince Telemachus Of Ithaca
Couple - Telemachus X Reader
Reader - Y/n (Palace Handmaiden)
Rating - 18+
Word Count - 1575
(Telemachus' Art by GIGI)
Telemachus walked through the vibrant palace gardens, he yearned for a moment of solitude amid the chaos that consumed his home. The air was full of the scent of blooming roses and jasmine, while the sun cast dappled shadows through the leaves of the ancient trees. He had left Argos, his loyal hound, to guard his mother’s chambers like a devoted sentinel. And he made sure the corridors were secured by the guards he trusted most. Though he was constantly uneasy when out of sight of the suitors he knew he had to take a moment even briefly just to clear his foggy mind.
As he strolled along the stone path, each step leading him farther from the tension of the palace, his restless mind began to find solace in a soft, lilting song carried on the breeze. The melody seemed almost ethereal, it weaved through the air like a delicate rope, to drag Telemachus in.
Without realizing it, a contented hum escaped his lips, and brought momentary silence to the storm of thoughts racing through his head. It felt as though the song, imbued with a kind of magic, had a soothing effect, if only for a fleeting moment.
Guided by this unseen force, Telemachus moved forward. The gentle song beckoned him onward.
Finally, he emerged into a small clearing, where the enchanting singer awaited him.
It was one of the garden falls, water tumbled from a statue that turned a vase down into a waiting pond surrounded by rocks, often the water from these falls was often used to water the gardens, and used by many servants to bathe if the palace baths were too crowded.
There he found the maiden, Y/n. She was one of his mother’s handmaidens, he’d often seen her helping to do his mother’s hair and other such things, He had often tried to strike up a conversation with her… but had always found himself unable to find anything to say to her beyond.
‘It uhh is a uhh… warm… warm day we’re having…’
But she stood barefoot on the rocks, leaning into the water to wash her hair. Her long hair was dark and heavy from all the water as she ran her hands through it singing softly to herself. Her figure was shrouded in the soft glow of sunlight filtering through the leaves.
Telemachus however didn’t want to be spotted and called out for potentially watching her. So he darted behind the plants hiding himself there for a moment. It was likely not the best idea… but it was the first one to arrive in his mind at the time.
Her song still made him feel warm and cosy, unable to make himself stop listening as she sang. He tried to catch another glance at her but as he poked his head out enough to see, his eyes widened and his jaw dropped.
Y/n tugged at the tie of her dress, she loosened it and tossed it off her shoulders, and the fabric settled on the grass. Her skin was exposed to the sun, water from her hair ran down her body, her breasts bounced slightly as the dress fell away, her thighs slightly open with her pussy on display.
Telemachus immediately gulped at the sight of her, unable to rip his eyes away. His heart began to race. His body grew tense. And his cock grew hard and perky making a tent of his robes below his waist.
She continued to sing, as she began to wash under the water. Her hands scrubbed across her body, cleaning away the sweat from the day.
His hands pulled hard on the hem of his robes desperately trying to resist his urge to touch himself as he watched her. A small whine escaping his lips,
As she washed, her body seemed to glitter in the water, her nipples hardened, and her pussy softly glistened.
Telemachus couldn’t resist any longer, and flicked up the cloth that concealed him. His hard cock stood up to attention, he wrapped his hand around himself and began to stroke barely even blinking not wanting to miss a single second of her. He tried desperately not to whine, or at least not to make any noise too loud to bring attention to himself. But as he got closer he found it impossible to stay quiet as he felt his orgasm aproch… “Ughh-” He whined,
Y/n gasped her head snapping fast in his direction making eye contact, her face red, her hands coming to conceal herself as best she could.
He considered just turning and bolting, she hadn’t seen him, she didn’t know it was him. But he feared just the sight she did see was enough for him to be discovered later. He forced his robe down trying to hide his still throbbing cock as he stepped into view. “I-I Forgive me… Y/n.” he pleaded,
“P-Prince Telemachus!” she gasped, “I- I’m sorry I-”
“Why are you apologizing?” He asked, “I- it was I who…” he trailed off as he came closer,
“What are you doing here, my prince?”
“I… I… I have no right to be here Y/n, I cannot justify what I’ve done. But you… you’re so beautiful, and I, I couldn’t help myself. I know it’s wrong but… could you forgive me?”
“You… You think I’m beautiful?” she blushed,
“Beyond the gods.” He nodded, “Y/n when I look at you, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, I know I shouldn’t have watched you, but I can’t hold back my feelings. In my mind… in my dreams I spend every night holding you in my arms and kissing your soft lips.” he explained, “Y/n I desire you beyond measure.”
She blushed hard and softly giggled, her hands moving behind her back allowing him to look, “I- I could never have imagined you’d have desired me.”
“Do… do you think, there is ever a chance you too might…” he trailed off again stepping closer,
Y/n giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders, her head tilting to the side invitingly, She happily rubbed her nose against his.
“O-Y/n…” Telemachus gasped as he all but fell into her, his arm wrapped around her waist his hand on her right hip, his other hand on the back of her head twisting his fingers into her wet hair. Bringing his lips to her own.
She happily kissed back tightening her hands around his neck and twisting her fingers into his hair as their kisses deepened.
He felt his cock throbbing between them growing more and more desperate with every kiss, but he knew he couldn’t hold back a single second. He pushed her down against the rocks,
Y/n’s back against the rocks, her hair falling into the water, with Telemachus settled between her thighs his clothes flicked up once more, the head of his cock pressing softly against her stomach as they pulled back from their kisses and took a gasp.
“Y/n… Please… Tell me you want this too?” He asked pressing small kisses to her neck,
“Yes, My Prince.” She cooed as she shifted her hips up moving her hand down to guide his cock down from her stomach to brush against her pussy lips,
He groaned and without hesitation thrust deep filling her in one stroke, “Ughhh! Y/n!” He moaned at the soft warmth of her pussy,
She threw her head back as she clenched around him, “Ahhh! Telemachus!” she moaned her hands settling on his stomach as his thrusts began.
“Ahhh… fuc-” He cursed getting faster and faster as he was close to the edge from his earlier touching, “Forgive me…I … I can’t Last-” he tried to speak but it was too late as the rush flooded through his body like a wave, curling his toes and making his eyes roll back. “Ughhhhhghhrrr…” he moaned animalistic, as his seed filled her.
Y/n gasped looking up at him, her body trembling from the sensation that now dripped out of her,
“Forgive me Y/n…” He gasped,
“There is no need to apologize,” she smiled up at him,
“I can hardly leave you like this,” he whispered against her neck, “My sweet girl,” He cooed his hand sliding down her body feeling her tremble below him, her body clenching and pulsing around his softened cock. He pulled out slowly and let his hand replace himself his fingers diving inside her, and his thumb gently brushing her clit,
She moaned pulling him down into a kiss, desperately squirming against him.
Telemachus sped his hand up, gliding in the moisture of her arousal that coated his fingers. Her moans fueled his every movement, Getting faster and faster.
Y/n broke their kiss and screamed as she threw her head back against the rocks, as she squirted down his hand and her body shook as she clenched around his fingers.
He moved his hand to slow and finally pulled away as he smiled smugly down at her.
“Th-Thank you, My prince.” she gasped,
“You have no need to thank me, Y/n.” He told her rubbing his nose on hers, “I have never felt so much pleasure before.”
“Me either.” she nodded,
“Humm… Would you… want to do so again?
“Very much Telemachus.” she nodded, “So long as you wish to…”
“Ohh. I wish too. Very very much.” he smirked,
“Perhaps tonight? Your chambers?” She suggested,
“Umm tonight, and every night to come, my sweet Y/n,” he whispered leaning down to kiss her once more.
i'm too scared to ask this butt can you make nsfw headcanons for our disney princess telemaCHUUUUUUUUUS (but like in some of the headcanons is him like begging......because.....begging) IM SORRY YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO IT IF YOU DON'T WANT TO
NSFW TELEMACHUS HEADCANONS
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freakycanons first because i've been locking in so much these past few days and i needed a break,, ALSOO, DON'T BE SCARED TO REQUEST <3 i don't bite, unless you want me to jk, i'm loyal to my wifey
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- Telemachus, at first, has not even a drop of experience. He only learned, or in this case, overheard from women in the palace. From the courtesans and attendants who whispered behind their hands and giggled over what men never understood.
- He pays attention to everything. If you gasp when his thumb circles a certain way, he never forgets. If your thighs tense when he goes slower with his tongue, he lingers. He gets drunk on your pleasure, murmuring,
“There, again? You want it like this?”
- Oral fixation, especially giving. Bro will spend the entire night between your thighs if you let him.
- Holding your hips down while his mouth works in slow, reverent circles. Moans your name into your skin like a prayer between licks.
- BEGS SHAMELESSY !! If you so much as tease him, kiss down his chest then stop, trail your fingers along his waistband but walk away, he falls apart.
"Please. N-No.. don’t teasee.. I—gods, I’ll do anything. Just—touch me. Let me feel you. Please."
- He’s possessive in private, he’ll mark your skin with kisses, bites—soft ones on your neck, sharper ones on your inner thighs. He doesn’t show it to others, but when you’re alone? Ohoho, better find a way to make foundation and concealer in ancient greece.
- When he loses control, it's rare. Usually careful, gentle. But push him, tug his curls, scratch his back, moan like you’ll die without him—and he snaps. Voice rough. Grip possessive. He’ll bend you over the nearest surface, breath ragged, teeth scraping skin:
“Is this what you wanted? Gods—you drive me mad—”
- If he’s been holding back, maybe after a long absence or built-up tension… He gets needy. Rough at first, but it unravels fast. He’ll pant against your shoulder, murmuring your name over and over like he’s afraid you’ll vanish. He doesn’t just want to fuck he wants to feel you everywhere. Let him fall apart under your touch.
- He loves it when you ride him, like seeing you in control? Above him, flushed, moaning his name?? He stares up like you’re the goddess of desire. Hands on your thighs, mouth parted, eyes dazed. And lets you take everything from him.
“You’re—fuck—you’re perfect, look at you—"
- Very much handsy. Hands on your thighs, wrists, neck, arms, chest, honestly? just any way possible he can get his hands on you.
- Morning sex enthusiast. Sleepy and warm, hair tousled, voice raspy. He pulls you closer under the furs and just grinds. It’s slow, sensual, full of low groans and lazy kisses. He doesn’t rush, he wants to wake you with the feel of him, not just the act.
- Aftercare King, and I said so. He’s suddenly all gentle hands and forehead kisses, wrapping you in linen sheets, cradling your face like you’re porcelain. He brushes your hair away, whispering praise and gratitude.
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i'll probably have another fic within 3 days, maybe if i'm free and not asleep lol
I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED THE REQUEST BUT!! someone request headcanons for Telemachus with a clingy reader, so here they are :)
edit: turns out i accidentally posted it earlier. it’s been a long day guys 😞 here’s the original request
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He would definitely be a little bit off put by it initially
It’s not necessarily in a bad way, just… he’s never really experienced or seen physical touch as a form of affection too often. When he was younger, his mother would occasionally hug him or pat his back or whatever, but it was the kind of thing he sort of grew out of it
But also just considering the time period we’re talking about here, physical affection wasn’t super popular. Telemachus had probably only seen it a handful of times in public
However, that does not mean he’s completely turned off by it. No no, he’s just a little… alarmed
Telemachus’ brows raised, his head turning at the feel of your hands snaking around his arm. It seemed completely natural to you, the way you rested your head against his shoulder like it belonged there.
“Uh . . . What are you doing?” he asked after you had started to mindlessly brush your fingertips in circles against his bronze skin.
You hummed, propping your chin on his shoulder to properly look at him. It took a moment to realize what he meant, but when you did you lifted your head, glancing away. “Sorry, I-”
The prince grabbed onto your hand before you could pull it away. “No, it’s alright. You can stay there.”
You blinked. And then, very slowly, a faint smile spread on your lips.
He points it out sometimes to tease you, but it’s always done playfully
He mostly points it out himself in front of Penelope and Odysseus (when he returns of course)
He definitely starts to point it out after Odysseus returns. When his parents reunite he starts noticing that they are casually touchy with each other, so he likes to compare your relationship to theirs in that way
It sort of makes him feel like he’s doing something right with you. His mother loved her husband so much she waited 20 years, not knowing if he was dead or alive. His father loved his wife so much he rejected any advances made on hm by deities or other women. It was very admirable in Telemachus’s eyes, so to see that your relationship had some similarities made him stand taller
Oh, and he’d never admit it but he definitely adjusts himself so you’re more comfortable
His arm could be half dead and he wouldn’t move an inch if you’re calmly laying on him. He’d rather have his arm severed than disturb your peace
“Needy,” Telemachus mumbled into your hair, relaxing against the chaise so you can be more comfortable. You could feel the smile painted on his lips.
“My son.” Odysseus voice filled the room, the timbre of it enough to nearly make it shake. His footsteps followed soon after, his sandals clicking softly against the floor. At the sight of you lying against Telemachus, the king greeted you. When you lifted your head, you noticed the faint smile.
“I see you are busy.” There was a teasing kilt to the king’s voice as he stepped forward. “I will be quick, then. When you get the chance, Telemachus, return this to me with your input.”
Odysseus set a short stack of parchment on the table before you, regarding the display in front of him with little concern. Before he left, however, he paused in the doorway.
“Y/n, do try not to distract Telemachus too much. The men of Ithaca are weak for their spouses and rarely get any work done.” Odysseus barked out a laugh at Telemachus’s offense, leaving before his son could properly comment. You chuckled, tucking yourself back into Telemachus’ side.
And if any of the suitors made a comment about it? They’d find themselves on the receiving end of a glare so cold the ground might have frozen beneath their feet
Your affection only made itself present once or twice around his mother’s suitors. After a couple times, you had learned to keep your hands to yourself around them, lest they think your lover was weak or whatever they really thought of
Telemachus didn’t mind anyway. He wanted to keep that part to himself. A little snippet of your life together meant solely for him
You hummed, biting back a laugh at the way Telemachus peppered kisses across your cheeks and along your neck. You let him pull you back onto the bed, tangling yourselves in the blankets.
He propped himself on his elbow, the golden laurel wreath atop his head skewed to the side. His smile, though, made up for the careless image.
He pressed his lips to yours, soft and gentle, holding onto your face like you’d float away. “Do not listen to the suitors,” he mumbled, pressing his forehead to yours. “They are arrogant and do not have someone that clings to them like so.”
You chuckled. “I don’t think they’d like if their spouse did.”
“They are missing something, then. Every day I look forward to the way you touch me as the hours pass.”
Yeah, if there’s anything Telemachus loves, it’s the fact that you are so physically affectionate with him. He parades the fact as often as he can
It might not be a conventional thing, but he wouldn’t trade it for the world
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Thinking about little Telemachus hating the feminine world but staying because he doesn't want to cause more problems for his mother. Thinking about him thinking he's more attracted to the masculine world because he wants to feel closer to his father. Thinking about him taking a while to accept himself as trans because he doesn't want to be like the suitors. Thinking about Penelope saying they'll never be half the man Telemachus is about to become. Thinking about Penelope suggesting the name Telemachus so he'll always remember his father is fighting for him but is secretly a praying that the fight never reaches him. Thinking about Penelope fixing him hair when he tried to cut it himself.
Thinking about Telemachus, who was never seen as a man by the suitors and who was afraid his father wouldn't see him or accept him either. Thinking about him standing around the corpses of the suitors looking at his father, afraid he won't recognize him, only for the first word he says to him to be:
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• Telemachus was rised by his mother and the maids and that was why he close to begin a femboy and he had unusual beauty for a boy (close to Ganymede).
•Telemachus's apparence looks more like Penelope.
•The reason of the Telemachus's beauty was he was an half nymph just like her mother because his grandmother was Sea Nymph Periboea. So i think there is a chance that he could breath in the water(?)
•Telamachus is bookworm, he likes reading when he is alone or Prince's works/duties
•Telemachus likes spends time with his mother so her mother wouldn't feel alone
•Telemachus had huge interest in swords and soldiers this is why he used to train with swords with the books's help he readed, he did asked to guards to help but they were busy.
•Some suitors had interest in Telemachus but they were too focused on Penelope
•He kinda gets annoyed when someone misgendered or call him princess so he tried to act more masculine and manly.
•Someone puts more meat in his food so he wouldn't be thin and can eat more (Probably beggar Ódýßßeūß) Maybe one of the suitors or one of the maids.
•After "Little Wolf" a suitor patted his head like he has respect for him now
Circe x telemachus hc's but they're really self indulgent (idk this is just how I cope🥀)
- Circe was never really a good partner. Turning lovers into animals, cursing the ones who reject her, using sex to get what she wants.
-That last one wouldn't work on telemachus though, he's asexual which honestly was kind of a breath of fresh air for circe, especially since their reasoning she turned the men who came to her island into pigs for their gluttony and shameless lust.
-Origninally when circe was told telemachus was asexual she didnt really understand him, causing boundaries being broken often in the beginning.
-Telemachus had never been in a relationship before and didnt have an example of a healthy one until his father returned to ithica when he was already an adult, so telemachus didnt understand that boundaries bring broken wasnt normal.
-Telemachus litteraly needed Athena to tell him the relationship wasnt healthy.
-After telemachus re-explained his boundaries the relationship actually did get better.
-Circe respected his boundaries dispite some making no sense to her, like the whole asexual thing but she didnt question it.
-okay now on a lighter note,, telemachus definitely trys to be a little gentleman
-hes bad with words, but circe thinks it's adorable
Hi hii, I'm so sorry it took me a while to upload. Too lazy to make a story, so maybe I'll stick to headcanons rnn
Anyways, enjoy this, And a header before the NSFW stuff as always
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- This telemachus is the type who'd ask where you're going when you move a centimeter away from him
- He'd get very very insecure when he See's you talking to some other guy, but later on would put on his best pride face, and just try and charm you back to him.
- Loves laying on your chest, stomach, thighs, shoulders, any place on your body where he's the little spoon.
- He's a biter, so when he lays his head on your stomach, expect your chiton to be a bit damp because of his mouth and bites.
- Once bit down on your shoulder too much while tickling you, and it bled a bit, to the point he got sooo embaressed and kept saying sorry as he put a million of sanitizing shiz and band aids. Might probably get gauze at this point.
- Can't help but fall in love with you more and more each day, especially on times where you're tired, and ready to go to sleep, in your sleepwear, walking towards him.
- He sometimes tries to be the more dominant one during dates and when you two are outside or in front of the suitors, but when you two are alone together, he's as soft and submissive as a puppy dog.
- There was one time a suitor flirted with you, and he yanked you away and continued to talk about his day like normal, like he didn't just almost dislocate your shoulder.
- He keeps kissing any part anyone else touches you on. If someone touches your shoulder? Kiss. If somewhere grazed your hand at the market? Kiss when you two are alone. If people trampled you while in the market, well, prepare for a night, cause he's going to claim you right over again.
- He feels like you're already someone else's property when they touch you, so he likes to take care of the rest when you're touched.
- He'd get too possesive sometimes, that even to his own mother one time, he pulled you away.
- His mother wasn't a fond of him at those times..
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- My man whimpers
- He's more of a bottom, and when you give him a command, he'd do latter. If you say take off your sandals, while you two are having an intimate moment and you didn't want his bed to get dirty, he'd remove every single cloth on his body.
- Likes it when you sit on his face tbh. You can put your whole body weight on him, doesn't matter if you're skinny, chubby, he loves it.
- "Sweet thighs and sweet pussy? My gosh, I love you.."
- Muncher, like I said. He could have you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and he wouldn't care.
- This man would call you ethereal, and if it was modern, he'd defo be the type to call you mommy.
- Like I said earlier, when you get touched or even get grazed by so many people, he'd destroy you in bed as a reminder that you're still his.
- "I'm sorry, my sweet.. I got too.. Too outdrived.." He pants after finishing.
- The man of consent.
- Once asked "Can I hold your hand?" While he was ramming inches inside of you.
- He doesn't like continuing when you say no, or slow down, even if you're into it, he isn't, and he doesn't like getting you but or uncomfy.
- He'd be too possesive, that he wants his arms wrapped around you at all times when you two are in bed.
- Loves and I mean Loves Praise.
- "You did so well baby.." One murmur from you, he's cumming inside of you again.
- You once decided to put on a leash on him, and he was panting and drooling after sex.
- Oh, did I mention he has a spit kink?
- Just something about you spitting on his dick before sucking on it like a lollipop, or spitting in his mouth, or on your tits, on his shoulder as you drool over, just fucking loves it.
- Thinks your spit is really sweet, as sweet as your pussy.
- My man loves your warm body fluids😭💋
- You once deep throated him, when you took him full the first time, he came down your throat after just 3 seconds
- Can't and by the Gods, Can't keep his noise down.
- Loves pulling on your hair, makes him feel like he has dominance for once. He loves when he feels like he's dominant in bed(sometimes), but in regular times, he's mostly a sub.
- His favorite position has to be cowgirl. And if you spit on your tits while they bounce, he's cumming in you tonight.
- Tried missionary once since he wanted to be dominant, but later got tired, so you ended up just riding him.
- Loves your tits. He's suck on them, stare at them, kiss them, talk to them, lay on them, squeeze them, touch them, everything.
- When you two are having sex, he'd attach his mouth on your breast, and let go with a 'pop!'
- He'd grab your ass and spread it to let cold air on your asshole just to tease you.
