Welcome to my deeply self-indulgent Date Everything side blog! This fucking game has had a chokehold on me since July and its grip is steadily tightening.
• I will post both NSFW and SFW content. This blog is NOT suitable for minors!!
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• They/He
• I do take requests, but chances are they will be frequently closed because I'm also devoting my time to college. It may also take some extra time for me to complete requests! I am operating this blog all by myself.
These two probably have the messiest make-out sessions out of all Hanks.
Like, Hank 4 always drools too much, and Hank 3 is almost uncomfortably passionate with hus kisses (which other Hanks love), so they always end up with bruised lips and chin dribbling with saliva no matter how long they kiss
Ben-Hwa showing the reader how Betty likes to be fucked by guiding their body. They would totally get off on shoving the reader's hips into Betty's groin or guiding their hands to squeeze her throat
Shakespeare wishes he were you I’m so fucking serious
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Upon finding out you were feeling a little uncertain about your intimate life with Betty, Ben-Hwa was a little too eager to ‘help’. You thought ‘helping’ meant like, giving you a couple tips. Maybe showing you some moves. Certainly not this.
“Speed up a little. She likes it rough, you know.” They would chuckle, a hand over yours as they guided your fingers over her clit, back and forth, up and down, circling around at a firm pace. Betty looked up at you through her fluttering lashes, letting out a little gasp as you took their advice and moved a little faster, dipping your fingers inside her and shifting so you could use your mouth, too. Ben-Hwa gave a proud laugh, they didn’t even have to guide you to do that.
Betty would be quite happy to let the two of you take care of her. She may even join in on the encouragement, telling you its okay to treat her a little rougher and nodding sweetly when you glance at her for confirmation. It continued on like that. Ben-Hwa’s hand on the back of your head, gently nudging you to bite Betty’s neck or kiss up her thighs, or roughly shoving you onto her when you hesitate, growing rather impatient themselves. Their eyes sparkle each time you seem to get the hang of it, and eventually, they’ll just sit back and enjoy the show, maybe even snake a hand down between their own legs as Betty allows herself to throw her head back and moan for you.
Eddie’s voice is quiet, but the edge to his voice is clear. You freeze, hammer still gripped loosely in your hands.
You know exactly what he’s talking about, of course. The staring, and the too-close contact, and your teasing. It was just supposed to be banter. Big talk with nothing to back it up. But somewhere along the way, lines blurred, and now Eddie’s tired of it.
“I—I don’t know what you’re talking about.” It’s a flimsy lie. Your voice catches, and you’re sure that the evidence of how flustered you are is clear. Eddie laughs. It’s not bright, or cheerful. It’s more like he’s in disbelief that you’re still denying it. It’s sharp, short.
“That’s bullshit.” His voice is flat, like he’s daring you to challenge his words. Face heating, you don’t. He stands up from where he’s been fiddling with electrical panels for the past hour. Your heart is beating too fast.
Eddie steps closer, backing you against the bar until he’s nearly flush against you and there’s no room for escape. You’re breathless at the close contact, eyes darting to his lips, down, and back up to steel-grey eyes that watch you too closely.
When he speaks, it’s with a rough edge that has your stomach doing flips.
“Go ahead, then. Show me what you’ve been wanting to do.”
volt who comes in his pants while giving oral. he can’t help it—you taste so good, and you’re grabbing at his hair, and his hips are pressing up against the bed. it’s a combination of things, really.
and then you squirt, and volt absolutely loses it. he’s so hard, and it’s dripping down his face, and he’s sure it will be noticeable if he stands back up—
there’s electricity running up his spine, and he’s suddenly slumping forward, weak-kneed and dazed. he can feel the front of his pants where it’s soaked through. he can’t bring himself to care.
because a lot of the time, when he tries to do anything with you or volt, he has to tap out. it hurts, and he can’t hide it. and yet, he still feels guilty. you and volt notice this, and decide to find a workaround.
eddie is sure it won’t work, and yet he finds himself flushing as you and volt check in on him, settling pillows under his hips and telling him he can tap out if he wants. he waits for the pain deep in his bones to come, but it doesn’t. he can only watch, overcome with pleasure as you slowly sink down on his cock and volt teases at his hole.
if he tries to lift his hips, or buck up into the feeling, you’re cooing down at him, telling him to relax and enjoy the feeling. all he can do is whine, heat burning in his stomach at how good it feels. the moment volt brushes over his prostate, and you lean down to kiss him and tell him how good he’s being, he’s gone.
later, when the three of you are in the shower, he leans into you, relaxing at the contact. “thanks.” it’s simple, soft. but maybe he doesn’t need more.
Forgot first rule sorry umm can I instead request Ben'Hwa with male reader top with edging and teasing?
It's all good, anon! I left Ben-hwa's anatomy ambiguous for this one btw :3
Warnings: male reader, sub top reader, edging, teasing, slight overstim
Their hands are soft and caring just as much as they are firm and commanding. They trace the sides of your body, eliciting a shiver, much to their enjoyment.
Their gaze makes you squirm. You've been tangled together in some of the most obscene ways before so there's really no need to feel shy, but it's impossible not to become flustered when your lover is looking at you with this much hunger in their eyes.
“Are we comfortable? The cuffs aren't too tight?”
“N-no, they're fine– aah…” you sigh as Ben-hwa begins to pump your cock — slowly.
Every movement is deliberate, calculated. Ben-hwa wants to make sure that you feel every crease of their hand as they stroke your length. Precum beads at the tip, and Ben-hwa smears it around with their thumb. You bite back a moan, unwilling to let your partner have the satisfaction of breaking you so easily.
But they do notice. You can tell by the smirk that tugs at their rosy lips. Your eyes meet just as they reach the head again, the softness of their skin causes you to melt even further into their touches. Their other hand rubs small circles on your hip, and they coo at how adorable you are when you're being pleasured.
Ben-hwa chuckles, stroking a bit faster. You move your hips trying to match their hand, but they stop stroking altogether until you promise to sit still. Then, they begin again, and this time you can't stop the hiss that escapes you.
“You're doing so wonderfully, sweetie. Does it feel nice?”
“Mhm–”
Ben-hwa pinches your thigh, their voice more stern than it was a second ago. “Use your words, darling. ”
“Y-yes! Yes it f-feels so good–!” you throw your head back into the pillow, mouth hanging open in a silent moan as your lover quickly brings you to the edge. Their hands both wrap around your cock tightly, jerking you off to the tune of obscene wet sounds. But, right before you're granted some relief, they stop.
You want to cry, or scream, or both. It was right there! If they hadn't stopped then–
“Ah ah ah — not yet.” Ben-hwa tuts. They don't move until you stop twitching. Until your thighs still and your breathing evens out.
Then, they begin the process once more, expertly bending your pleasure to their will. When you get close again, they stop, removing their hands off of your cock with a sickeningly lewd schlik.
The torture is repeated a third time, no less frustrating and amazing all at the same time. It's cruel when your lover denies your release, but the moments leading up to that are mind numbingly delicious~
“Since you can behave yourself,” Ben-hwa perks up. “maybe I can be a little generous tonight, hm?”
A single pathetic whimper escapes as your lower lip trembles, followed by the softest “please…” you've ever uttered.
Your lover chuckles, fawning over your sweet expression. They undress, slowly, and only as much as they need to. Ben-hwa swings one leg over yours, hovering just above your body. Their entrance brushes against your glistening cock — they tease themself on it, slicking up their own hole with your precum before sinking down.
All the while your whole body shudders uncontrollably, giving your partner a good show, surely. They're so warm inside, all wrapped around you. Inch by inch, Ben-hwa takes you in, moaning as you fill them up.
They don't move just yet, taking a minute to enjoy the fullness of your length as it throbs within their walls. Then, they grind down. The noise you let out is embarrassing… you didn't even know your voice could do that! But Ben-hwa seems elated to squeeze something so adorable out of you!
You groan and cry and shake as they ride you a little quicker, squeezing your cock so fucking tight you're beginning to see stars. Two little words are all it takes to bring this devilish escapade to a thrilling climax–
“Go on~”
You moan loudly, arching a bit uncomfortably off of the bed, and cum so deep inside of your partner. They moan with you, riding their own high too. Their entire chest is bright red, flushing deeply while you pump their beautiful body full of semen.
Everything is silent after that — save for the deep panting from you both. It takes a while for you to come out of that space you were in, and Ben-hwa is there the whole way, tenderly caressing your face and body. They're right beside you, all cuddled up on your chest when you gain enough consciousness to speak again. And you share the rest of the night lying in bed with your sweet partner, murmuring about any and everything and exchanging little kisses here and there.
Imagine all the dateables your in a relationship with coming together and sharing information about you. Sexy information. Things that you may be too embarrassed to mention or may not even know about yourself, but one may know from their last sexual encounter with you. Like they saw how saying or doing this one thing made you moan louder than ever before. Just imagine that seemingly randomly all your lovers are indulging in a kink you've never mentioned.
I neeeeed more Hoove munch propaganda!! The very first thing he does/says is not only how he can hold his breath for 3 hours! But that he’s practicing to go longer?!? And theres basically nooothing in the fandom about it? Justice for my mans!
He’s the king of munches and would happily live between your thighs even as you’re begging for mercy from overstimulation! Sit with your whole ass weight on his face, smother him no matter your size, and mans will thank you. And same goes for blowjobs or cock warming, that mans has 0 gag reflex and will happily hold cock in his throat till he’s light headed!
~ Cryptid
He may actually take it personally if you insinuate that he can’t do it, bc he can and will spend a considerable amount of time eating you out. It might not even lead to actual sex, Hoove is in heaven and honestly prefers spitting, slurping, dragging his wet tongue through your folds while the room is filled with noises nothing short of disgusting and lewd.
If you feel bad (which you shouldn’t), Hoove’ll just reach down with one hand, letting his cock bob in the air - just imagining leaning down to take him in your mouth. It’s a little clumsy, disoriented because Hoove has not let up for even a second, but when your lips wrap around his cock? One of his hands has moved from your hip to fisting the base of your hair, not quite pushing you down but God, if he isn’t considering it when he feels drool and spit slide down, practically drowning his dick.
and Henry is 100% a cock sucking champion, looking you dead in the eyes while you cock disappears down his throat, his nose buried against your stomach. He moans exaggeratedly around you, watching as your head falls back from the feeling!
