#thecoffinwrites

Secondo's brows furrowed. He was slightly surprised to see this ghoul was--at birth--a ghuleh? He appeared so masculine. He put a hand over the ghoul's chest, feeling his binder gently. "This must be how my eyes were deceived." "I'm sorry, Papa," whispered the man, now regretful of his agreement to sleep with Secondo. However, Secondo was having none of that. "No, do not apologize for this..." Papa put a finger under the hem of the binder. It was far too tight, as if the ghoul was frantic to hide their secret. He frowned, almost a scowl, really. "How long have you had this on, darling?" There was an uncomfortable silence. The truths of not only just being a sister at birth, but also being uncaring of the risks, were heavy. The ghoul muttered, finally, "I.. well, Papa.." "Hmn," grumbled Secondo. He interrupted, yes, but he knew he wasn't going to be told the truth anyhow. He peeked under the binder. The pressure line was deep. "Ghoul, allow me to remove it. You're hurting yourself like this." The ghoul was surprised at Secondo's expression of care, and the fact he understood exactly what he was hesitant to say. A small nod was all that was necessary for Secondo to gently undo the binder, and remove it. "Let us take a different route tonight."

Secondo now held the ghoul under the silk of his bed. He tenderly caressed the pains away from the man's chest. "Papa," the ghoul started, "I understand if you don't like this, it's not natural, and--" "Nonsense... you are handsome as any other man is.. Perhaps more. You are unique. You know and have lived things most men never will." Secondo kissed the man's ear as they spooned. Yes, underneath his hard shell from what could only be deemed as a tough journey of his own, he was a loving man. "Thank you, Papa." The ghoul felt a shift as he looked upon himself. It wasn't the lingering doubt and regret he felt daily. He felt Secondo's surprisingly kind love finally piece him back together, finally complete this puzzle he longed to solve. He was a man as much as Papa was.

I would think so. He is a big fan of throwing his partner over his shoulder to carry them when he’s jealous, or fed up with their teasing/bratty behavior. Plenty-a-time he’s whispered under his breath about their small size/size difference as he does so. He also does the same as he watches his hands encase their waist or hips, or take ahold of their neck.

I also think he’d use the difference to lift them against a wall and roll his hips against them. Their efforts to get away would be useless, and they’re just another toy to hump and grind on. It’d be so alluring to feel his huge cock and aggressive hips pressing them harder into the wall.

But his trans/male lovers? He may use it gentler, making comments about how they’re catching up to him, or how one day they’ll have their hands around his neck or waist for some payback. Secondo wouldn’t ever admit he’s not opposed to submitting once in a lifetime…

Well, he loves his big brother… 😌

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Secondo is very much a big spoon, and likes to stand behind his partners to ensure their safety 24/7, especially when he brings them along to clubs and parties. Cuddles late at night usually start in his office area, his s/o cheekily climbing to his lap. He’ll always stop what he’s doing to hold their little hips. Later, they’ll move to his bedroom, after s/o sleepily admits they’re ready to go to bed for the night.

Secondo will hold them to his torso as he lays down, then will keep his arms right there around them. They’ll spend time murmuring about their days. Once the night starts to grow old, they’ll snuggle closer and rub each other gently until each fall asleep, Secondo usually being second to do so.

On special occasions he’ll be little spoon, with lots of begging and maybe some incentives for him. He huffs while his little s/o hugs his waist or hips, barely getting any coverage with their difference. However, it’s all about teasing Secondo at the end of the day.

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Answer: yes. I think he’s still very particular about who he lets into his sanctum, let alone who he defiles in there. He’s kind of paranoid about the person trampling or rolling onto his flowerbeds, pulling up at the grass, etc. But, it’s a beautiful place, and if he really trusts them, he will take them there for a cup of tea, and perhaps things will get spicier.

His brothers and sister kind of have an of-course-we-may-dearest thing going on, they are his sweet babies, and deserve a good fucking while also enjoying everything their big brother grew and built for them.