sometimes you just wanna top your f/o: INACTIVE

Imagine teaching your F/O to dance formally. Their coordination may vary, and you’re both often distracted by your proximity to each other, but you do your best to show them how to move their feet, how to follow, how to lead. When you finally make it through a whole song without your feet being stepped on, you’re surprised to see them look a little disappointed. They like dancing with you, they admit, and they don’t want the lesson to end just yet. 

I’ve always had a soft spot for imagining “your F/O slow dancing with you”. It could be in your living room or on a dance floor. It doesn’t even matter if you’re good at dancing; everything just feels right, your hearts are overflowing with love, and they’re whispering to you about how much they love you and plan to cherish you for the rest of their life. “stuck with u” is a good song to go with this, but whatever song your heart holds dear to will do just fine. Stay safe, loves 💕

imagine playing with your f/o’s hair while they sit in your lap, melting under your touch as you brush your fingers through it. they’ve rest their chin on your shoulder and their arms are wrapped around your shoulders or your waist, whichever is more comfortable to them, and you listen to their little pleasured murmurs as you massage their scalp without a care in the world.

Imagine your particularly mouthy or energetic f/o being totally undone by you. You know their body as well as you know your own, and understand exactly how to take them apart in the ways they most need. Their face is soft with satisfaction and their body slack and relaxed as they watch you after the fact, silent and peaceful in a way they almost never are, a way that only you get to see.

feel free to send in batch requests for headcanons/imagines if you ever have any you think we could fill for you :D i (and the other mods) love writing for this blog, but we aren’t always the best at coming up with premises on our own!

Imagine your f/o telling you exactly what they want, every word precise and full of intent. They look you in the face with all the heat implied in their request as they tell you their desires and fantasies, knowing that you’ll give them exactly what they crave.

Imagine being used for your f/o’s pleasure. They’ve reached a place in their mind where all they’re aware of is their body and yours, eyes far away and sounds of pleasure shameless. They press into your touch ardently, barely cognizant of where they are, only able to say your name.

Imagine your f/o picking a fight with you. They aren’t trying to cross any lines or hurt your feelings, but they’re pushing the limits as best they know how- in your face either physically or verbally, doing everything they can to get on your nerves. They know what will happen if they get you to break, and the challenging light in their eyes tells you that they’re looking forward to being put in their place.

Imagine getting in the last word with your f/o. They like to talk back, tease, and give as good as they get, but you know exactly what buttons to push to turn their smirk into a spreading pink blush. Maybe their eyes drop from yours as they hide an embarrassed smile, or maybe they roll their eyes or even glare, but the end result is the same: you won this round.

Imagine your F/O being nervous and shy in bed; perhaps it’s their first time with you, or maybe they’re just not quite confident in their skills. They hide their face behind their knees and scoot away from you, but don’t resist as you slide your hands inbetween their thighs and part them, revealing their flushed face that they quickly cover with their own hands; but the smile you saw a glimpse of was too inviting to ignore, and you begin to kiss along their thighs softly and teasingly until the tension is completely gone from their body, replaced with irresistible desire for you.