#tw kinks

Heavy:

<3 Listen: this guy grew up in a terrible environment, and then lived with his Mom and sisters before he eventually left to go support them, so he's never really had a chance to have some 'alone' time until he was living away from home.

<3 Pretty pent up, so when he does finally get a chance to jerk it, you better believe he's taking advantage of it.

<3 Like Soldier, he's a pretty private guy. He likes to kiss or hold his partner, but anything beyond that is kept behind closed doors.

<3 Pretty quiet at first, but gets loud after a while, but only if he knows that he's not gonna be heard. Likes to make his partner be noisy tho. ;)

<3 BIG guy. Loves to see his dick give his partner a tummy bulge. Cums sooo much that his partner probably ends up looking pregnant, which usually gets him hard again.

<3 Super into cute outfits and lacy things, but also really likes it when his partner wears his shirt as a nightgown.

<3 Another aftercare king. Will literally research how to be a better lover if he feels like his partner isn't getting enough care (a baseless fear, this man is perfect)

Demo:

<3 You know how alcohol, in high quantities, can negatively impact your sex drive? Yeah, Demo's body is so reliant on alcohol that it actually swings back around and boosts it.

<3 Jerks off usually once a day, for most of the week. If he has a partner, though, he likes to go on for as long as possible, since his job doesn't afford him a lot of personal time.

<3 Likes to give almost more than he likes to recieve. Getting his partner to cum usually gets him off, too.

<3 Loud when he's drunk, loud when he's getting his rocks off. Doesn't even try to hide it.

<3 Really likes to make out with his partner while he's fucking them, kissing along their neck and running his hands across their body. Big thigh and tummy guy, I could see him doing thigh-fucking.

<3 Likes themed slutty outfits and crop tops. Also loves stockings.

<3 Sleepy snuggles post clean up is a must. He's not a smash 'n dash typa guy, he want's to be close to his partner for as long as he can be.

Engineer:

<3 Honestly? This man needs to jerk off wayyyy more than he does.

<3 He's so absorbed in his work that he usually forgets to take care of his needs, and that ends up affecting his mood and performance.

<3 When he finally does take a break, he's gonna put the Gunslinger to work. I know that thing has a vibration mode; I feel it in my bones. That, or he'd make a custom-built sex toy.

<3 If he's got a partner though? Yeah, say goodbye to the very concept of walking. They're getting lured into his workshop and bent over the nearest surface ASAP.

<3 B R E E D I N G K I N K. Want's to be a dad sooo bad, and nothing turns him on more than imagining his partner being nice 'n round with his baby. Him being so pent up means that he's gonna be dumping loads of cum into his partner, so if he can get them pregnant, he will.

<3 Heavily into praising his partner. Will call them every sweet Southern name in the book while he's pounding into them. Utilizes the Gunslinger to make his partner cum as much as possible, leaving them overstimulated and twitching by the time he's done.

<3 Mostly keeps his voice down, but is known to yell or curse when he's cumming. Works very hard to make his partner scream, in a good way, of course. ;)

<3 Believes in the cowboy hat code. If you wanna get him away from his work, just steal his hat and put it on your head. He'll get the message.

You and Sarah were sitting on her bed gossiping. Talking about anything from boys to people at your school. “So.. wanna watch a movie or something?” Sarah tilted her head as she sat up. “Yeah sure, what genre?” You asked. “Uhm.. horror duh! It’s a sleepover, get your head in the game y/n.” She joked nudging your arm and chuckled.

“Right.. right.. sorry.” You laughed. Sarah chuckled and you two looked for a horror movie to watch on Netflix. “How about IT?” Sarah asked looking at you. “Sure works for me.. but we are missing something.” You looked around. “Hmm.. oh snacks!” Sarah laughed and got up.

“Yes that’s it.” You chuckled and got up too. You both made your way downstairs into the kitchen. “You girls having fun?” Ward asked. He was sitting at the kitchen table reading something. “Yeah.. it’s always fun when y/n is here.” Sarah chuckled. “We’re going to watch a horror movie as usual.” Sarah said grabbed two soda cans from the fridge.

“Oh alright, just don’t get yourselves too scared to sleep.” Ward chuckled. “We won’t dad.” Sarah chuckled looking for a bag of chips and you were making the popcorn. “So y/n, how have you and your parents been?” Ward asked looking to you. “We have been good, my dad’s business is thriving so.” You smiled. “Oh that’s great!” Ward nodded. As the three of you were chatting while making the snacks, Rafe walked in.

“Well girls.. I’m going to head to bed, have a good night and as I said.. don’t get yourselves too scared.” Ward chuckled putting his book down on the table and walked out of the kitchen. “We won’t!” Sarah yelled as he went upstairs. “Even if you did.. I could always hold you y/n.” Rafe said leaning against the door frame.

You rolled your eyes. You loved coming to Sarah’s place but the only problem was Rafe. He always either hit on you or insulted you. The two of you did hate each other but he would never pass a chance to hit on you. He’s openly admitted to thinking you were hot. You secretly did think he was hot too but you would never say that to him, you couldn’t. Sarah would not like the idea of you two becoming an item either but honestly, as hot as Rafe was, you didn’t enjoy that fantasy either.

“Oh my fucking god Rafe, stop hitting on y/n every chance you get!” Sarah snapped at him. “What? She’s hot, I can hit on who I want Sarah so fuck off.” Rafe said. “Well.. I’m not interested, you hate me anyways, but I hate you too so.. not going to happen.” You fake smiled at him. Rafe rolled his eyes and you discreetly bit your lip. You had to admit the way he rolled his eyes was… so fucking hot.

“Okay that’s everything, ready y/n?” Sarah asked. “Yup, ready.” You chuckled. You helped Sarah take the snacks up to her room, pushing past Rafe on your way by. “Bitch..” Rafe mumbled. You and Sarah made it to her room placing all the snacks down on her bed then you turned out the lights and watched the film.

~After the movie ended~

“Holy fuck that was scary..” Sarah laughed. “I- we have seen this movie before though, didn’t scare me.” You chuckled but, you were lying. You admit it did spook you a bit. You and Sarah laughed then chatting about the film a little then.. Rafe ran into Sarah’s room and scared both of you making the two of you scream.

“I- YOU BITCH!” Sarah yelled throwing her pillow at Rafe. Rafe laughed. “Aw.. did I scare the poor girls?” He fake pouted. “Fuck off Rafe.” You mumbled. “Whatever.. I’m going to shower before bed.” Sarah said getting up with her pajamas and towel and walked off into the bathroom. Rafe stood in the door way.. eyeing you.

“Can you stop staring at me.. pervert.” You mumbled. “Y'know.. you’ve been a real brat tonight y/n.” Rafe glared. “Ok and? What are you going to do about it.” You sat up. “Glad you asked.” Rafe said as he grabbed you arm and pulled you away into his room. “I- Rafe! What the fuck?! What are you doing?” You yelled slightly as he pushed you onto his bed.

“You want to be a little brat? I’ll just have to fuck that bitchy right out of you then.” He said as he got on top of you and put his hand around your throat then kissed you harshly. You were shocked.. but you enjoyed it and you kissed back, melting into his touch. Rafe started to kiss your neck, surly leaving marks when you trailed your hand down to his crotch palming it.

“I- mm.. you’re a little slut aren’t you? So desperate for my cock.” Rafe said as he pulled your hand away then tugged your pajama shorts off. You whimpered. “Tell me that you’re a little dirty slut. Say it!” Rafe said as his grip on your throat tightened. “I’m a little dirty slut.” You moaned out. “And who are you a slut for.. Naughty Girl.” Rafe said. “Just for you..” You said.

“Good girl.” He said as he spanked your wet pussy, making it even wetter now. Rafe roughly tugged off your panties then chuckled. “Mm.. look at that pretty little pussy.. it’s dripping.. so fucking desperate for me to fuck the shit out of it..” Rafe smirked. “Just fuck me already Rafe..” You whimpered.

“Beg for it.” Rafe said. “Please Rafe.. please fuck my pussy.. I’ll be a good girl..” You whimpered. Without warning Rafe thrusted into then started pounding into you, still keeping his hand wrapped around your throat. You moaned out loudly, the room was filled with the noises of moans and skin slapping against skin. “Mmm.. you like that?” He said hitting your g-spot.

You couldn’t even form words at this point. “Do I fuck you better than your boyfriend? I know I do.. tell me a fuck you better than my boyfriend.” You moaned out still not being able to put together words. “Say it! Use your slutty mouth and tell me I fuck you better!” Rafe said slowing down a little. “Fuck yes Rafeeeee… you fuck me way better!” You moaned out.

Rafe smirked. “Good girl, open.” You opened your mouth and Rafe spat into your mouth then you swallowed. “I- I’m gonna cum!” You moaned out. “Beg me to let you cum.” Rafe said. “Please, please, please let me cum Rafe I- fuck please!” You moaned out, you could feel a knot growing in your stomach. “Cum for me princess.” Rafe said as he pounded into you extremely fast and rubbed your clit at a rapid pace.

You moaned out his name and clenched around his dick before coming all over his cock. Rafe pulled out and moved to your mouth stroking his dick. “Open.” You opened your mouth as he stroked his cock fast then he came in your mouth, his cum also getting all over your face. Rafe took his cum off your face with his fingers and stuck his two fingers in your mouth. You sucked his cum off your fingers.

“Don’t think I am even close to being done with you y/n. Now get back to Sarah’s room before she notices you’re gone.” Rafe said. You nodded and pulled you panties and shorts back on and ran out back into Sarah’s room then sat on the bed. You tried to make yourself look like that never happened as Sarah came out of the washroom. “You ok y/n?” Sarah asked with a chuckle. “You seem a bit flustered.” She said. “Nope. I’m fine.” You chuckled and shook your head.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

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kinks + preferences:  praise  kink,  breeding  kink,  edging,  overstimultation,  rope  play,  bondage,  choking,  spanking,  squirting,  hair-pulling,  pegging,  dirty talk/  vocalizations,  marking, anal,  mild free-use

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​​​​​​​001.  let  sawyer  peg  your  male/  amab  muse.  that's  it.  that's  the  tweet.

002.  throughout  her  time  in  new  york,  sawyer  frequents  many  sex/  fetish  clubs  and  has  even  hosted  at  some  in  the  past.  if  she  ends  up  in  a  relationship  she  no  longer  goes  to  them  unless  her  partner  is  also  interested  in  that  type  of  lifestyle.  this  is  because  sawyer  uses  sex  as  a  suppliment  for  love  and  affection,  which  means  she  no  longer  feels  the  need  to  be  a  part  of  that  scene  once  she's  found  someone  who  can  provide  that  for  her.

003.  sawyer  is  fairly  experienced  in  general  when  it  comes  to sex.  she  uses  the famous  words  of  samantha  jones  and  calls  herself  a  try-sexual;  she'll  try  anything  once.  this  means  that  she's  done  pretty  much  anything  and  everything  you  can  think  of,  including  participating  in  orgies.  people  often  think  she's  not  as  much  of  a  freak  as  she  is  due  to  her  bubbly  and  somewhat  wholesome  personality.

004.  if  your  muse  says  their  dick  is  too  big  to  deep-throat,  sawyer  takes  that  as  a  personal  challenge.  

005.  jumping  off  of  that,  she  has  an  oral  fixation.  for  some  reason,  it  allows  her  to  relax  and  have  her  mind  go  numb  for  a  while;  so,  whether  it  be  your  muse's  fingers  or  dick,  if  you  put  it/ them  in  her  mouth  that'll  settle  her  right  down. 

006.  having  a  mild  free-use  kink,  there  are  often  times  where  sawyer  will  find  comfort  in  sexual  acts  while  doing  mundane  things.  whether  that  be  just  playing  with  each  other  while  watching  tv  without  the  desire  to  go  further  or  having  her  partner  fuck  her  while  reading  a  book,  she  loves  that  type  of  physical  intimacy.

007.  sawyer  loves  toys!  she  loves  incorperating  them  into  all  aspects  of  pleasure,  whether  it  be  foreplay  or  the  actual  event.  it's  actually  somewhat  of  a  red  flag  to  her  if  her  partner  doesn't  like  using  toys  or  refuses  to  use  them  because  sawyer  doesn't  view  them  as  competition,  but  more  like  a  partner-in-pleasure.  she  uses  them  on  her  partners  in  tandem  with  her  own  skills  frequently  and  loves  having  them  used  on  her  in  return.  sure  there  are  times  where  it's  nice  for  it  to  just  be  all  analog,  especially  for  certain  more  intimate  moments,  but  toys  are  a  staple  in  her  arsenal.

008.  she's  got  vibrators,  to  dildos,  to  lush  vibes,  to  strap-ons,  to  bad  dragons,  to plugs;  anything  and  everything  to  explore  and  enhance  the  experience  for  herself  and  her  partners.  in  all  honesty,  she  can't  choose  a  favourite,  but  if  we  are  to  go  off  of  what  she  takes  on  tour  with  her,  she  packs  a  lush  vibe  and  a  dildo.

009.  seeing  as  sawyer  can  be  a  vain  lil  bitch,  she  loves  when  her  partners  ask  for  pictures  or  what  her  to  record  videos  for  them  (  these  don't  have  to  be  sexual  in  nature  but  considering  the  post . . .  yknow  ).  she  especially  likes  recording  videos  because  it  gives  her  something  to  watch  while  on  tour. 🤪  this  also  goes  for  recieving  pictures  and  videos;  sawyer  loves  'em,  keep  'em  comin'.

010.  on  the  subject  of  film,  sawyer  is  also  completely  pro-sex work  and  will  always  support  people  who  participate  in  that  choice  of  career.  this  is  especially  so  for  those  on  OF,  and  sawyer  has  thought  of  possibly  making  one  herself  (  wishlist  plot,  anyone?  ).

011.  sawyer  has  both  of  her  nipples  pierced  as  well  as  her  clit.  yes,  they  offer  more  stimulation.  yes,  she  wants  her  partner(s)  to  play  with  them.

012.  though  it  isn't  often,  sawyer  does  have  the  capability  to  be  polyamourous.  however,  there  needs  to  be  plenty  of  trust  and  tonnes  of  communication,  should  a  polycule  happen.  she's  also  capable  of  open  relationship  so  long  as  it's  clear  that  when  her  and  her  partner  are  together  in  a  place,  they  are  together,  capiche?

013.  since  sawyer  can  be  extremely  possessive  when  she  wants  to  be,  public  displays  of  affection  will  be  a  constant  from  her  partner.  whether  it  be  touching  or  kissing,  she  has  little  shame.  this  also  can  bleed  into  fucking,  as  sawyer  isn't  above  a  little  bit  of  public  sex  if  there's  a  low  probability  of  getting  caught  or  the  environment  allows  for  it  to  be  more  appropriate.

014.  sawyer  loves  giving  oral.  whether  it  be  pussy  or  dick,  she  doesn't  care.  she  loves  being  able  to  taste  her  partner  and  will  be  down  there  for  a  long  as  while  just  to  make  sure  her  partner  gets  off.  

015.  mark  her.  bite  her.  leave  hickies.  bruises  made  in  pleasure.  leave  reminders  that  she  belongs  to  someone.  she  loves  it  all.

016.  petnames  are  the  way  to  her  heart.  call  her  pretty  names  like  babe,  baby  prettygirl,  princess,  kitten,  etc.  and  she'll  give  you  some  in  return.  some  in  english,  some  in  french.  also,  she's  not  above  calling  her  partner  daddy/ sir/  mistress/  master/  madame, etc... 

“It is not so simple.” Wringing his hands, he looks ill at having to deny the prince. Something that he was sure never happened, but he had chosen the wrong week to come indulge. “She is- it is her monthly bleeding.” 

There is a moment of silence and a second where the brothel owner believes that will satisfy the prince before the man in front of him starts to laugh. Amused chuckling is a more apt description. Laughing at him and his words. The owner frowns but Prince Oberyn is quick to inform him of what he finds so funny. 

“I have four bastard daughters and spent years in the fighting pits of Meereen.” He purses his lips and lifts a brow at the other man. “Blood does little to dissuade me.” He pauses and his tone hardens slightly as his eyes go flat. “Bring her to me in my normal private room.” 

****

“Oberyn.” You step inside the room and the door is pulled closed behind you. You had been ordered to bathe and present yourself to the prince by a very flustered and frustrated Jeraon. The owner of the brothel did not like that Oberyn only wanted you. “I apologize for keeping you waiting.” 

There is always a table that is laden down with snacks for the prince. He smirks as he pops a berry in his mouth and chews on it as he walks towards you. “Dove.” There is a teasing sparkle to his eyes. “I was afraid that you didn’t want to see me.” 

That’s a lie and both of you know it. You grin and shake your head, reaching out and running your hand up his firm chest and around the back of his neck. The heavy gold chain around his neck is warm under your fingers. “That would never happen.” 

His kisses manage to take away your breath every time. All you can think about is his lips on yours, his tongue sliding against yours while you taste the fresh sweetness of the berry from it. You hum and kiss him back eagerly before you break away and guide him over to the bed. “Shall I use my mouth?” You smirk while you start sliding to your knees in front of him. “Since you are unable to fuck me?” 

Catching your arm, Oberyn tuts, shaking his head and giving you a very disappointed look. “Unable to fuck you?” He huffs. “Has my cock shriveled up? If so, my toes are cocked up and I am to be buried in the sands of Dorne.” 

You freeze slightly but Oberyn uses that to bring you up onto the bed, laying you down and settling  himself behind you while he starts to pull at the thin, gauzy dress that hid little. Your only nod towards your condition was the heavy clothes that are tied over your cunt rather than leaving you bare like you would normally be. 

Never having experienced a man wanting to fuck you through your monthly you find yourself hesitating. That has Oberyn pausing, his brow furrowed slightly. “Do you not wish to?” He asks, his large hand resting over your womb the warmth from his palm radiating through the thin cloth. “Are the pains too great?” 

Your brow wings up, surprised that he would care about such things or even know about them. Most of the men who came here gave you the impression that most men knew very little about women beyond fucking their cunts and being given sons or daughters. “No.” 

That smirk makes men and women fall at this man’s feet, it shows up now and makes him look even more handsome than he always is. You don’t understand why he comes back to you over and over, but he does and you are so very happy that he does. 

“Good.” His hands are eager and your own eyes slide away with embarrassment when he discovers and removes your cloth, leaving your cunt bare. Hands sliding up your thighs, he looks down at you and shakes his head. “Don’t be embarrassed Dove, it is as natural as fucking, showing that you are not carrying a bastard.” Hands leave your thighs and reach for the back of his shirt to pull over his head. 

Your eyes come back to him, if only to drink in the lines of his body and you remind yourself of what he has told you about the four little girls he has. Bastards all of them, but he is pleased with them and claims every one of them as his proudly. Shucking his breeches, his hard cock juts out and makes you bite your lip. 

He’s good at fucking. Never failing to make you cum, although you don’t know how your body will react to having sex now. Your legs fall open and you expect him to hover over you, sliding into your body and start fucking you. 

“Oberyn!” You cry out in shock and grab his shoulders when he slides lower. Lookin  up at you with a wicked grin. His mouth hovering mere inches from your cunt and you try to close your lets, but the wide breadth of his shoulders keeps them splayed open. “I- you can’t.” Huffing and rolling his eyes, he ignores you. “You always love when I use my tongue.” He argues and your entire body burns with heat as you sputter at the fact that the fucking prince of Dorne was about to lick your bloody cunt. 

“Ob-” Your last protest cuts off in a cry, when that skillfully sharp tongue of his carves a wet path through your folds. You know you are clean, you have just bathed but still the wickedness of this makes your eyes squeeze shut and your legs try to close around his head. He huffs, turning and nipping your thigh in warning while those large hands push your thighs apart and farther back. 

He’s messy with it. It might just be a figment of your imagination but it sounds like he’s slurping and sucking with even more glee than he normally goes about giving you pleasure. It sounds wetter, you feel wetter, although it can’t all just be your blood. You whimper when he sucks on your clit and there are two fingers pressing inside of you and curling up. 

He’s a fearsome warrior. Battled and dueled all his life, you’ve heard the stories. Blood doesn’t bother him but this is your blood. From your cunt. Still he licks and sucks and nibbles on your flesh as if it is any other time. 

“Stop thinking about it and cum, dove.” Oberyn commands from between your thighs and you cry out when he presses directly against that little pleasure spot inside you ruthlessly. That and his words throw you over the edge and you obey him. Feeling your blood slick walls clamp down around his fingers and there is another rush of hot liquid that has nothing to do with blood and everything to do with the burst of pleasure that is cresting through your body like a tidal wave. 

Just because you cum doesn’t mean that the prince is done with you. Instead he wrings every drop of pleasure he can from your body. Keeping his lips wrapped around your clit and his fingers working your cunt. Only until you are squeal and gasping for mercy does he pull away. Mouth pink and fingers covered in cum and blood. That hand wraps around his cock and he uses it to lubricate himself while watching you pant and catch your breath. 

“See?” He lifts and brow and smirks at you. “Nothing different but a slight metal taste.” He tells you while he shuffles between your thighs. “But you are so sweet, sometimes tangy is a good thing.” 

You bite your lip and moan when he slides inside you. It’s different, more intense and you pull your legs back around his trim hips. “It helps the pains that come too.” He murmurs, pressing his mouth to your neck and you can smell the coppery scent of blood but it’s not as sharp as you imagined it would be. 

Rather than kissing your lips, he kisses along your neck as if he knows you aren’t quite ready for something like him kissing you with your own blood on his lips. All while his hips shuffle forward and back, rocking into you at that steadily rougher pace that you loved. 

Growling when you wrap your legs around him, he rocks into you harder. Your hips start rolling with him, meeting his thrusts and he chuckles, biting down the juncture of your neck and shoulder. “See?” He grunts. “Feels good, no?” 

You mewl and feel your body priming for another orgasm. Panting out his name and holding onto him while you tighten your thighs around him. Listening to the slick sound of his cock drilling into you and knowing that when he pulls free of you, his cock will be covered in your cum and blood. 

“Oberyn.” Your back arches and you give over to the sensations. Freeing yourself of the worry and only concentrating on the sweet drag of his length in and out of your swollen, sensitive cunt. Making him groan when your walls tighten down around him again, thrashing under him while he drives into you, fucking you through your second orgasm. 

It only takes a few more hard thrusts before he is groaning your name, pushing himself deep and flooding your womb with his potent seed. Riding out his high and humming before he pulls out of your body and flops down beside you, not bothering with getting up to clean off right away. “I told you, dove.” He pants out. “Nothing wrong with sex while you bleed.” He rolls his head over at you and grin, making you laugh. Even if you have to agree with Oberyn. 

“Only with you, my prince.” He hums happily at that, and pulls you into his arms. Now you know that this is going to be something that you will indulge in with him. Only him. 

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