Modernboyfriend!Daeron
Authors note: Pairing is modern boyfriend Daeron and reader (you). NSFW under the read more. Reader uses she/her pronouns. Thanks for reading <3
#When you first went over to his apartment you noticed there was no food in the fridge. Only drinks. Beer, sodas, Gatorade, Perrier, chilled wine. A handle of vodka in the freezer. The only things in the pantry were some skinnypop corn and stale cookies.
#So you made him tuscan chicken and roasted broccolini and he was astounded. βYou cooked this, really? Itβs so good. Can you make it again?β He was so happy to have a home cooked meal - something that you took for granted was like a marriage proposal to him. You made tiramisu because he mentioned he liked it once. You cut up apple slices and carrot sticks and celery so heβd get fruits and vegetables too. Gods know he would not be getting his vegetables unless you were there.
#Much like feeding a stray cat, he slowly started to trust you. Once he decided you were one to be trusted, he asked you to be his girlfriend and shortly thereafter said I love you.
#Daeron just wants to be needed. Loves when you ask him to reach something off a top shelf, open a jar, or fix the leaking shower.
#He likes it when you are the one to take charge. Like when you push him down onto the bed and you can climb on top of him. When you are walking next to each other and you slip your hand into the back pocket of his jeans.
#You wear Santal 33 and he adores it. Wants you to rub it all over him, his sheets, the clothes in his closet.
#The only time he becomes dragon-like is when he gets protective over you. He checks your location when youβre out and sometimes reads your texts over your shoulder. Heβs not worried about you doing anything bad, but doesnβt trust other people. One time you mention that a guy was chatting with you in an elevator and he instantly changes- fists clenching and eyes darkening. He scolds himself for not accompanying you to discourage any guy from talking to you.
#Anything you want, he will happily buy you. He doesnβt like spending money on himself but will hand you his credit card without a moments hesitation. (Itβs his dads money anyways)
#Two words: Morning sex. βMy breath is terribleβ your fingers cover your mouth when he goes to kiss you. βDonβt careβ he mumbles and pulls you closer. Your bodies are all warm from baking under the covers and eyes are barely open. He kisses you lazily, missing your mouth sometimes. And then he eases your sleep shorts down. βLet me in, sweet girl?β Youβre lying on your belly and he settles over your back, his form like a weighted blanket over you. He nudges your legs apart and sinks in slowly βJust relax sweet girl Iβve got youβ You lift your hips up to meet him as he thrusts slowly, just enjoying the feeling of you under him. He kisses the side of your face and keeps checking to make sure youβre okay. Youβre just quiet because it feels so good and warm that youβre practically falling asleep again.
#The perfect date night for you two is to split an edible and watch movies on the couch. He will fall asleep with his head buried in your chest. How can he breathe like that? you wonder, but it relaxes him. If youβre feeling adventurous for a date night you will split the edible and walk around town and nature parks, holding hands and going nonverbal. You donβt really need to talk much anyways youβve gotten good at communicating by facial expressions alone.
