GoodIntentionedwhore

She/Her/Hers. 21🥂

[agoodintentionedwhore]

Beach days with Adam Glenn!

In honor of this terrible heat wave

“Why are you in a long sleeve?”

He whips his head around, which results in nothing but his hair sticking to his sweat covered forehead. “Huh?”. Your expression deadpans, “don’t play dumb it makes it harder to tell when you’re actually being dumb”. His mouth twitches slightly and you reach up grabbing and stretching the collar of his thin sweatshirt. “What’s this about? Are you trying to get heat exhaustion?”, he huffs a laugh before leaning down to give you a chaste kiss. “Just covering up the goods. Your goods.”

You roll your eyes despite the way your heart fluttered. Can’t cute your way out of this one Adam.

“Take it off”, he froze and his eyes flickered over the beach. “Uhh, I think I’m okay”, he says when his eyes meet yours again. Your brows furrowed. The sweatshirt was on the thinner side but it was entirely too hot today to be wearing anything with more coverage than a tank top. The light gray material had sweat blooming from both pits and the neck- in a few minutes you were sure the whole thing would turn dark grey. “Uhh, I know you’re not”, you retort, “whats up with you?”. He looks up shrugging his shoulders making a raspberry noise as he blow air from his lips. Then he’s making nonsensical hand gestures. You assume they’re meant to mean ‘it’s nothing’ but it only serves to make him not removing the sweatshirt more concerning.

“Adam”

…

He mumbles.

You lean a little closer. “What?”. He looks a you slightly exasperated as if he would rather eat sand off the beach then be talking, “I don’t have anywhere to change”. You blink. Then look around the beach. “No one’s looking babe”, you whisper as means not to embarrass or call attention to him. He looks at you with wide eyes, “if I change everyone is gonna look, it not exactly something that’s low key”. You blink again. Now you were just confused. “Babe, you’re just taking off the sweatshirt. You don’t even have anything to change into”. It’s his turn to look confused. He nods his head over to the sword that you guys had wrapped in a blanket that morning and put in the picnic basket.

What?

“Babe. You’re not using the power for a beach day”. He cocks his head back, “Uhhh, why not?”. You look at him for second in disbelief, “because it’s like… an abuse of the power?? Like, you can’t just use it whenever you want muscles”. He pouts slightly, “But you get to use it whenever you want my… muscle”. You shove at his chest. “You’re on really thin ice right now”, you poke his nose with a finger, “No power, sweatshirt off now”. He huffs but complies anyway. He ends up in an awkward dance with the fabric that due to sweat was now clinging to him like a second skin. By the time the sweatshirt was off you had to suppress your laughter about how defeated he looked.

You reached behind you, grabbed a towel out the basket, and began to wipe him down. “You get enjoyment out of this huh?”, he pouts. You toss the used towel to the side and shove his shoulder hard enough for him to lay down. “No”, you say as you throw a leg over his and place your head on his chest. You take second to get comfy, letting out a slow exhale.

“I do get enjoyment out of this, though”

[agoodintentionedwhore]

MDNI- Head with He-man is… tricky

Female reader in mind but gender neutral

It won’t fit. Some part of you already knew that. But you were thinking about the main course. You didn’t realize he would just not fit anywhere.

Not in his underwear when you started teasing him.

Not in your hand when you took him out.

Not in your mouth RIGHT NOW.

It’s incredibly frustrating actually. Your mouth obscenely hinged open and only 2 inches past his tip. Your teeth are lightly grazing that prominent vein on the underside of his shaft but it’s not exactly like you can open your mouth any further. He’s leaking, you can feel it in the back of your throat and your tongue is twitching in that involuntary way it does when they say open wide at the dentist. But you want this. You can do this you know you can. You come off him not even half an inch to take a deep breath- ready to squeeze your eyes shut and take him as deep as you can. But. The second you take that inhale he shudders, he twitches HARD, and the pressure it puts on the roof of your mouth has you sputtering. You pull off of him turning your head as you battle with a coughing fit.

“Shit, I’m sorry”

His hands wrap around you as your airways finally go back to there pre scheduled program. “Baby… come, let’s just watch a movie. We can get that dessert you like?” Your head whips towards him. His eyes are filled with that earnest look, like he would really just hang the towel here. Even with his mass still hard, leaking, and beginning to turn a blushing shade of red. You feel your determination rear its head. Okay. Pivot. Your beautiful hunk of a man deserves to cum regardless of his size. You shake your head and his brows furrow. “I appreciate what you’re trying to do- And you’re doing great! I just don’t wanna have any accidents”, he rubs his thumb on your cheek. It’s soft , gentle, and communicative in a way that’s so Adam. So Adam in a way that’s so assured it’s He-Man. You bring your face closer to his tip breath fanning over him. He shudders and twitches again. And you watch as his balls draw up and his member strains towards his stomach before it drops back with enough momentum to slap your chin. Precum smears against your bottom lip. “Well I don’t want an accident in my mouth and all over my face”, you tilt your head sideways and kiss his tip leaving wet kisses down the head of his cock. “I want it on purpose”. Your tongue licks from his head down the path of his hot vein and he makes a sound that’s entirely Adam, not an ounce of anything else.

“Mm- you’re… you’re so pretty. Prettiest thing in the universe” he huffs, eyes half lidded. They squeeze shut for a second when you plant another wet kiss at his base. You try not to giggle at him as you rise to his tip once more, cheeks hallowing slightly before you let spit as much as you can muster. Adam jumps with a sharp inhale. “Fuck! That’s-… sorry, that was nice-good!-AMAZING! SHIT! That was amazing… sorry”, that you can’t help but bark a laugh at. “Relax baby, m’gonna take such good care of you”, both your hands leave his thighs and begin to slick your spit down his shaft. His knee rocks into you before he sits up adjusting in his seat. Your hands stroke him, shoulders moving to get full range of motion because it’s definitely a range. He shudders again, thighs tensing, and his eyes screw shut as he tries suppress a sound. Aww your poor macho man. “Look at you, so handsome. Am I doing good baby? Feeling good?”. He nods his head furiously brows furrowing as he twitches again. This time you’re more prepared for it pausing in stroking him and squeezing him with both hand to hold him steady. The sound that’s escapes him is desperate and unfiltered and he thrusts up into you. You suck on his slit in response. “Fuck, w-wait… come here”,he puckers his lips and leans down. You raise an eyebrow. As lovely as it is that he wants to prolong this, you’re not down here for no reason. You have a goal.

Your lips part wider as you continue to suck him tongue gliding across his slit. He makes a gargling noise and his leg bounces. “Baby please!” His hand come around your head then hovers then goes back to his side. “Please, please, please…” each plea is punctuated with a gasp. At this point you’re not sure if he’s necessarily still begging you to come up. Your arms burn but his noise fuels the fire at your core. Then it happens. His hand comes to your shoulders and you taste his release. All too fast it becomes too much and you pull back turning your head in yet another cough fit. When you turn your head back the sight before you is breathtaking. His head is thrown back, every muscle in his body shaking, STILL cumming. The rope get shorter and shorter until it just dripping down the side of him and he takes a deep breath. You kiss a thigh and his whole body twitches before he looks down at you like you hung the moon and the stars. He’s still breathing hard like he did 50 laps around Eternia.

“I think next time I can get down further”

[agoodintentionedwhore]

MDNI- Adam Glenn de transforming inside of you because you love each other

His eyes are screwed shut, head tossed back, fingers pressing concerning damage into your soft leather couch. It’s been mission after mission and even though there’s some established peace in Eternia now, your time to be with your lover without an active audience was… scarce is kind way to put it. You two had the most glorious day today, a sweet and passionate iteniery littered with teasing that had you two itching to get home. That was before he was summoned to help Eternia. Again. When he entered still wearing his power who were you to deny him.

A strangled sound started and got caught in his throat. His head lolled to the side before tilting forward so that he was breathing into your mouth. Your pace became more of a hurried rock than a bounce, one hand on his heart feeling his muscles and the other palm pressed to his hip to steady yourself as you hovered above him. He was always too big in this form to be fully inside you. It was to the point where it was more convenient and comfortable for you to be on top setting the depth and pace. “Fuck… missed you- missed you, perfect” his voice filled your mouth. You slide your hand from his chest to his face as you pull back to look in his eyes. “Yea? Missed you too, pretty”, you manage to huff out. Another strangled sound comes from him as his hips tilt up slightly. Your eyes screw shut immediately, legs buckling, something between a yelp and a moan as you still yourself and then try to regain rhythm again. “Sorry!”, he rushes out. He brings a quick soothing palm to your back. You shake your head, “s’okay, missed this so much, missed you”.

Maybe you weren’t very clear on that. In your defense- to you Adam Glenn, Prince Adam, He-Man, and whatever else he called himself were all one and the same. Yours. And in that way you’re right. But today apparently all the credit of being a good boyfriend worth fussing over went to Adam Glenn.

The next second you vaguely realize your back is touching the couch but you hardly register it compared to the fact that Adam, no longer He-man, slides all the way in. Pelvis to pelvis, balls heavy below your opening with your thighs comfortably around his waist (without the burning stretch of holding them open to accommodate He-Man’s stature). He’s so close to you, close in a way that just doesn’t work in a different form. It’s slightly overwhelming and insanely intoxicating. Your eyes peek open to look into the ones of the man you love.

“Missed me? Me right?” He rests his forehead on yours reveling in the way you tense around him.

You nod your head feverishly, “Always miss you, Adam”.

My first post! AHHHHHHHHHHH! And it’s from a movie I watched yesterday- I hope you guys like it❤️