Hi there! I loved your Michael Miss (San Jose Sharks) SFW alphabet, if youâre open to it/taking requests would you be willing to do the NSFW version of the alphabet for him as well? Thank you!!
A to Z âMichael Misa.
Summary: NSFW alphabet with Misa.
Warnings: Yes. +18. Smut, soft, cute, explicit content, etc.
A - Aftercare (Whatâs it like after sex?)
After making sure youâre okay, Michael showers your face with gentle kisses while tucking you in with a blanket so you donât get cold and he stays there holding you close. Heâs quite overprotective, so he makes sure youâre comfortable before falling asleep.
B - body part (favorite part of your body and his)
He loves your eyes. He thinks they are the most beautiful thing about you, like an unreal landscape in which he could completely lose himself. In himself, he loves his arms because he knows you love his muscles and the veins in his forearms turn you on.
C - cum (anything about coming)
Michael would use protection for now, first to protect you both from any accidents. Second, because he thinks the real pleasure is in feeling you with him, even if he canât feel you completely.
D - dirty secret (some dirty secret).
He has an OBSESSION with your butt, so much so that he canât hide it even in public. Heâd slap you on the butt when youâre walking, when youâre washing the dishes, when you get out of the shower anywhere, anytime. Heâs not ashamed of it, because he really does it with affection.
E - experience (experience in sex)
He has some experience, even if he doesn't see it that way, since he still has plenty of time to learn a lot about you and how to make you feel better every day.
F - favorite position
His favorite position is âspooningâ or facing each other, very close together. He loves it because it lets him caress your whole body, kiss your neck and back, and maintain constant physical contactespecially holding your butt tightly while he fucks you, tenderly and extremely intimately.
G - goofy (how serious is he during sex?)
With Michael, thereâs always room for a fun and tender laugh. He seeks to create a space of trust and security, where you can be sexy and silly at the same time.
H - hair (how does he handle his personal hygiene?)
He likes to keep it trimmed and simple, just for his own comfort and out of habit. As for you, he doesnât mind, since itâs your choice and he loves that you make your own decisions.
I - intimacy (what is it like during sex?)
Heâs a passionate person who seeks to create a special connection between the two of you. He looks at you as if you were the only thing that exists in the universe, intertwines his fingers with yours and reminds you with sweet words just how much you mean to him.
J - jack off (masturbation, how often do you masturbate?)
He does it often, probably because you two spend a lot of time apart. So he likes to do it when he's alone, in the shower, thinking about you.
K - kink (fetishes during sex)
Talking dirty, making you say things while he has you on the edge. Michael really enjoys corrupting you, until you end up begging for it. He definitely uses pet names, his favorite is âbabygirlâ
L - location (places to have sex)
His favorite place is and always will be the bed or the shower actually, his entire bedroom, since heâs been living with Kat and Tyler, heâs pretty careful. Although if youâre at your place, heâd definitely fuck you anywhere in the house without hesitation.
M - motivation (what excites him?)
That you wear his clothes when you sleep, when you come out of the bathroom, when you kiss his neck. I'd say it's pretty hormonal, and even the slightest movement turns him on.
N - no (what wouldnât he do with you?)
He would never do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable, insecure or that you donât want. His absolute limit is your well-being. So he would never be rough with you.
O - oral (how does he like to give/receive?)
He loves giving as much as he loves receiving. He adores taking all the time in the world to worship you with his lips, enjoying your reactions. And when itâs your turn, he surrenders completely to you.
P - pace (how does he like to do it?)
It's usually slow, deliberate and deep. He likes to savor every second, prolong the moment, and make sure you both enjoy it.
Q - quickie (does he like quick sex?)
Yes, he loves those unexpected âquickiesâ that drive you wild and leave you unable to pull away, itâs probably always before heading to work or when he gets home.
R - risk (would he take risks? which ones?)
I think heâd take small risks, like trying to touch you under the table at dinner or having sex with you in a parking lot somewhere. But heâd be pretty discreet about it, and youâd probably end up teasing him and saving the action for when you get home.
S - stamina (how long does it last during sex?)
He has a lot of stamina, heâs a hormonal young man. He knows how to control himself, change the pace, and stop to shower you with affection when needed, making sure the journey is long, beautiful, and that you both end up exhausted.
T - toy (use toys)
Heâs totally open to incorporating toys if that makes you happy or piques your curiosity.
U - unfair (how much does he like to provoke you?)
He's way too provocative, he likes to have control over you, to make you beg for him until you're screaming. And finally, he'll give in just to show you that only he can fuck with you and make you beg.
V - volume (how loud is it during sex?)
He isnât overly loud but he is very expressive, with deep sighs, muffled moans on your neck and sweet words whispered softly right into your ear.
W - wild card (small random story)
The smell of popcorn began wafting from the kitchen as you were making it in the pot. In the distance, you could hear Michael, Cat and Tyler discussing which movie they would watch.
When you finished one batch of popcorn, you poured it into the bowl, getting ready to make the second batch. A light touch on your hips made you jump in surprise, but you quickly recognized the warmth of his hands and his very masculine scent.
âHi, babygirlâ he murmurs, hugging you from behind as he wraps his arms around you and buries his nose in your neck.
âHi, sweetyâ you reply with a smile. âHow did you manage to sneak out without Cat noticing?â
âSheâs arguing with Tyler and didnât even see meâ he laughs as he lightly kisses your neck.
A little giggle escapes your lips as you feel the tickle of Michaelâs kisses. His hands wrap around your waist and you turn to face him. His mouth captures yours in a matter of seconds in a fleeting but fierce kiss.
Your hands grip his shoulders as you press yourself against his body, and you gasp when his palms cup your buttocks.
âMichael, don't...â you whisper desperately but warningly. âWe canâtâ
He says nothing, nor does he stop. He simply goes back to kissing your neck, biting gently, while his hands now slip inside your blouse. You canât help but feel a shiver as his cold fingers make contact with your skin. Suddenly, the heat begins to rise between your bodies.
A drop of sweat trickles down your side from the terror that Cat might catch you right now, this is unacceptable but you canât resist your boyfriendâs caresses. You hadnât seen each other in two weeks and the fact that Cat invited you both for a movie Saturday was torture, you needed your boyfriend. In every way.
Michaelâs hands cup your breasts, squeezing them as a low gasp escapes your lips. You can feel his erection against your thighs as his knee pushes its way between your legs, helping to soothe the fire in your crotch. The friction feels too good. A moan escapes your lips but Michael catches it with his own. He kisses you hard and fast.
âY/N!â you hear someone shout from afar. âWhy is smoke coming out of the kitchen?â
The voice was getting closer and both you and Michael looked at each other in terror. His body quickly lets go of yours and walks away, pretending to look for a bowl on the other side of the kitchen while you turn the pot.
Just then, Tyler walked into the kitchen, looking scared but his expression changed completely when he saw you take the pot off the heat. Damn it, the second batch of popcorn ruined. You give Tyler an apologetic look while Michael stifles a giggle.
âYou're lucky Kat went to the bathroom" he says something funny. "Next time, just go up to the bedroom and don't try to burn down my kitchen, kidsâ Tyler says, huffing and shaking his head.
Your cheeks flush bright red. Michael swallows nervously. The last look Tyler gives you makes it clear he knew exactly what was going on here, and you both die of embarrassment.
X - x-ray (how big is it and how?)
Itâs average. Itâs not that big but itâs not small either. Iâd say itâs just the right size to make you see stars. Besides that, he knows how to do things properly.
Y - yearning (how long can desire last?)
He canât hold out for long, his desire for you is constant. Because circumstances are holding him back, every time he's with you, he can't help but want to take you.
Z - zzz (How does he sleep after sex?)
After showering you with affection, he falls into a deep sleep. Heâs definitely the big spoon, because he loves sleeping pressed against your back, with one arm firmly wrapped around your waist, keeping you safe and close to him all night long.
heyy not sure if requests are open but could i request type of boyfriend for minty? thx!!
Boyfriend âFM93.
Category: The type of.
Summary: Headcanons with Minty as your boyfriend.
Warnings: None. Cute, soft, fluff, etc.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who if he sees you're feeling down, will show up holding your favorite chocolate to make you smile.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who when you go to the supermarket together, he'll make you get on the shopping cart and push you through all the aisles.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who would have a playlist of your favorite songs for when youâre driving, just so he can sing the choruses at the top of his lungs with you.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who steals food off your plate, even when you get mad, just because he likes to see you pout.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who has endless patience for taking your pictures. He can literally spend hours waiting for you to find the âperfect angleâ while smiling like a lovesick fool.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who tries to cook you a romantic dinner but ends up setting off the houseâs smoke alarm and ordering takeout.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend you'd go on thousands of trips, like city outings, trekking and hiking in the mountains, trips to the beach, etc.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who, when youâre on your period or feeling bad, would buy a bag of candy and a random stuffed animal to cheer you up.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who when youâre really focused on working or studying, will sneak up behind you and scare you.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who would cheat when you play board games and then he acts innocently.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who when youâre walking down the street, automatically takes your hand. He does it so instinctively that he probably doesnât even realize it.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who would never let you pay for dinner, a night out, ice cream, etc. Even when you try to tell him you have the right to, heâs a total gentleman.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who would invite Connor along on your dates because he feels sorry for his friend being alone, so you can give him love and comfort.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who would adopt a dog to give to you, saying that now itâs your son.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who sends you five-minute voice notes that are 10% him telling you something important and 90% him getting distracted by some silly nonsense.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who, at a party or social gathering with the team, would sit next to you and get teased by his teammates.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who wraps his arms around your waist while youâre washing dishes or cooking, buries his face in your hair or gently kisses your neck.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who would leave his dirty clothes scattered all over the room.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who would play any song on the piano just to see you admire him.
â°â†Fraser is the type of boyfriend who would cry when you accept his marriage proposal.
I was able to take a short break from work and studying, I hope you enjoy it đ
Summary: Where you get drunk at Jack's birthday party and his brother has to look after you. Plus, you hate each other but not really.
Warnings: Yes. +18?. Enemies to lovers, Reader!Jack's best friend, slow burn, mention of sex (nothing explicit), alcoholic behavior, etc.
The clubâs neon lights were a blur of violet and blue and the music thumped so hard you could feel it in your teeth. Your body moved to the beat, feeling the vibration in your spine.
It was Jackâs 25th birthday and for the first time in months, youâd let yourself go tonight. The stress of your work shifts, the looming final exams and your thoughts had all vanished under the influence of three or maybe four gin tonics.
Youâd been on the dance floor for nearly three hours, laughing with your head thrown back dancing in a circle with Jack and your friends, feeling invincible. Youâd lost track of how many drinks youâd had, you didnât even know what time it was or if the sun had come up yet.
All you cared about was laughing and dancing while your body felt lighter than ever. Free of thoughts, pressures, feelings and responsibilities. It was as if, for a few minutes, everything had vanished.
âBirthday boy needs another round!â Jack shouted over the music, raising his arms.
âI want one too!â you shouted, trying to reach out to hug your friend.
Jack looked at you with glassy but amused eyes. A smile appeared on his lips when you stumbled, almost falling. But thanks to him, you didnât.
âNo. What you need is a gallon of water, my friendâ
âIâm fine!â you protested, even though the room tilted dangerously when you tried to spin around.
âIâm having fun, Jack. Donât be a killjoyâ you finish speaking while moving your body.
Yeah, maybe youâd had a lot to drink but it wasnât enough. You wanted to keep dancing, you wanted to feel even freer. You wanted this feeling of inner peace to never go away.
âIâm not a killjoy. Iâm your best friend. Trust me, youâll thank me for this tomorrow, Y/Nâ he replied, sounding a little worried.
His hand took yours and guided you away from the crowd. Everything around you was spinning when they reached some armchairs, Jack helped you sit down.
âDuhhhâ you said, teasing him as you swayed until you sank into the seat.
When your body touched the soft cushion of the armchair, your eyes closed automatically, it was as if sleep and exhaustion had overcome you for a second. The music faded into the background as your body relaxed completely.
âY/N, come onâ you heard a voice nearby, Jack appeared in your vision when you opened your eyes. âThe ride is hereâ Jack said and you made a sad face.
His arms helped you up from the armchair while the music kept playing. Your body swayed to the melody and you wanted to walk toward the dance floor but Jack pulled you back again.
âIâm not ready to leave!â
You frowned as you made your way toward the clubâs dressing room, your best friend took your coat and helped you put it on, just like a mother would with her child. Your eyes begged him to let you stay a little longer but Jack shook his head as you pouted.
He dragged you to the clubâs exit, watching your steps as you kept complaining. Jack found it quite funny, laughing at your stumbles and whines.
When you got outside, your eyes fell on a black car parked across the street. Leaning against the hood was the last person you wanted to see tonight.
Quinn Hughes. Jackâs older brother and the bane of your existence since you were five. Literally, your current nightmare that kept you awake nightly.
Before continuing on, you turned around, looking at your best friend. No way. You werenât going to leave with him. Why couldnât Jack just walk you home? Why couldnât you stay and enjoy yourself?
You crossed your arms, straightening up. Jack cupped your face in his hands, looking closely at you.
âDonât look at me like that. Youâre drunk. You canât walk. Iâm definitely not going to let some random person take you home and I canât driveâ
âIâm not drunk. Iâm perfectly fineâ you spat angrily, throwing a tantrum.
âYeah, whatever you sayâ Jack nodded and spun you around, giving you a little push so youâd head in the opposite direction from them.
Itâs unfair. It was a party. Your best friendâs party. Everyone was drunk and they didnât get a ride just because of that. Jack was way too overprotective when it came to you.
According to him, youâd been out of control lately and any excuse was a good one to go out drinking or dancing. Who wouldnât do that in their mid-twenties? You just wished your best friend didnât know you so well. But Jack had been your buddy since kindergarten, it was obvious he knew you inside and out.
Your eyes focused on the guy across the street. He was staring at you without moving, waiting for you. He looked way too put-together for two in the morning. But he looked even better judging you as you stumbled across the street with clumsy steps.
He didnât say anything when you got close to him, he just raised his hand toward his brother, who waved back and walked through the clubâs doors. Leaving them completely alone on the city street.
âWhy am I not surprised that youâre a problem, Y/N?â he said under his breath as he opened the car door and leaned in.
âDonât worry. Iâll order an Uber, go back to your bitter caveâ you muttered, fumbling to pull your phone out of your bag while trying to stay steady.
You heard him snort and slam the car door shut but you didnât care, you started walking back toward the sidewalk, moving away from him.
There's no way he's going to be your ride. You couldnât stand being near him, much less having him be the one who had to look after you. You didnât need him. You didnât need anyone. You could do it on your own.
âGet in the carâ he called from a distance.
âNoâ you replied, trying to unlock your phone. But your fingers felt numb, making it clear you were a little (too) drunk.
You heard footsteps behind you but you tried to walk away as they grew even closer. You stepped onto the sidewalk and swayed as dizziness hit you all at once, your body searched for balance, and you managed to steady yourself.
âYou could grow up and stop acting like a little girl, you know?â he said right next to you and you spun around, furious.
How dare he? Call you a little girl? He can go to hell. You opened your mouth to answer him but you froze when you found him so close, less than a step away, looming over you.
He was a head taller than you. You couldnât help but feel your heart racing. He was wearing a plain black shirt, revealing the veins in his forearms that you tried so hard not to look at. His hair was somewhat long, dark and tousled. The scent of his cologne invaded your senses. His bored, serious expression made you swallow hard.
âI know you hate me but Jack asked me to take you home, so please. Get. in.â
He emphasized the word âget inâ and you rolled your eyes. You crossed your arms over your chest while ignoring his request.
âI donât hate youâ you lied, stepping one step closer to his personal space, emboldened by the alcohol.
You were drunk and angry not a good combination for you. Quinn had that effect on you. He drove you crazy. You wanted to hit him and yell at him and ugh...
âI just think your existence is incredibly inconvenientâ you said with a sarcastic tone.
Quinnâs eyes darkened and his gaze drifted down your face for a split second before returning to your eyes.
âThe feelingâs mutual. Now, moveâ
You gave an ironic smile. Not in a million years. You werenât going to listen to him.
When you didnât move, he let out a frustrated growl. In one swift motion, he slipped one arm behind your knees and the other around your back, lifting you up. He hoisted you off the ground with ease, hoisting you onto his shoulder while holding your legs from behind.
âHey! Let me go, you beast!â you shouted, pounding his back. It felt like hitting a marble statue.
âShut up, Y/N. Youâre making a sceneâ he said calmly.
You didnât. You kept screaming and pounding his back with your fists, hoping heâd let you go. Your butt was literally on full display. The position you were in wasnât uncomfortable, Quinn knew how to hold you. His warm hands were on your legs, supporting you. Too close to your butt but far enough away not to touch anything.
He walked to the passenger side, opened the door with one hand and set you down on the leather seat. Not caring that he almost banged your head against the door frame. You crossed your arms over your chest, glaring at him with your best killer look.
âThanks for showing my panties to the whole world, idiotâ you spat angrily as you glared at him.
Quinn let out a silly chuckle as he leaned over you to buckle your seatbelt. You wanted to speak to curse him out but when you turned your face to face him, his face was inches from yours. For a second, neither of you breathed. The silence was heavy, your chest vibrating with a strange sensation.
Your eyes moved toward his mouth and you wanted to take his face in your hands and kiss him. Shit. You really were drunk. And now you were horny, too. Because when the image of the two of you kissing flashed through your mind, you felt a heat rise up your legs to your lower abdomen.
You swallowed hard, realizing that having him close was affecting you more than usual. What the hell was wrong with you?
The seatbelt clicked with a loud, decisive sound. The image faded from your mind and Quinn quickly moved away from you, slamming the door shut and walking around the car to get into the driverâs seat.
The ride was stiflingly silent. You stared out the window, watching the blurry city lights, feeling his presence beside you like a physical weight. You shifted uncomfortably in your seat, your legs trembling, your stomach fluttering, your whole body restless.
âI feel... Weirdâ you barely managed to say, your hands rising to your hot face.
âI swear, if you throw up on my...â he said seriously but you didnât let him finish.
âIâm... hotâ you gasped, feeling as if your whole body was hit by a wave of heat.
You didn't see it but you heard his hands tighten on the steering wheel, making a slight squeal, and his shoulders twitching somewhat tensely.
Yes, you were hot. You tried to pull your jacket off, squirming with a moan. So you quickly removed it, seeking some relief. You needed air.
Being cooped up was driving you crazy. Being so close to Quinn was driving you crazy. How could he make you feel this way? He wasnât even looking at you! Why wasnât he looking at you? Did he really hate you?
âRelax, weâre almost thereâ he murmured when he saw you getting desperate.
Finally, he stopped in front of your building. Your blurry eyes focused on the entrance to your apartment and you sighed with some relief. Quinn turned off the engine silently.
âWeâre hereâ he said, his voice strangely tense. âDo I have to carry you to the door, or can you walk two meters without falling?â
You turned toward him, your heart racing and your body tense. You felt your cheeks burning and your whole system crashing. He was looking at you with that idiot face of his. Such an idiot. You wanted to slap him and kiss him at the same time.
âYouâd love that, wouldnât you? Another chance to get a closer look at my pantiesâ you spat suspiciously as you opened the car door to get out.
The silence that followed was deafening. Quinn leaned back, gripping the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles turned white. But he didnât say a word. He just gave you a sidelong glance, shaking his head.
Haughty, you lifted your chin high, facing him. Quinn didnât even flinch. Damn sexy idiot. How could he look so sexy right now? Without saying a word. Without doing a thing.
Unable to take it anymore, you stumble out of the car. You can barely keep your balance, feeling your legs shake. You donât know if itâs the alcohol or Quinnâs effect on your mind. The cool night air hits your face, making your head spin even faster. You reach into your purse looking for your keys but canât find them, rummaging through everything, feeling sweat on your forehead. Where are the damn keys? Damn it, you think silently.
You hear Quinnâs car door open and close as you keep rummaging through your purse. You feel a tampon, pads, bills, napkins, lipsticks but you canât find the keys. You know heâs close, right behind you. You can smell his cologne. It makes you hurry even more to find the keys.
When your fingers brush against the metal of the keys, you feel a sense of relief as you keep walking. Your vision is still blurry and your heart is racing but you know itâs not the alcohol.
You open the building door and step inside, leaving it open just enough for Quinn to follow you in. When you try to take a step, your leg stumbles and you sway in place, losing your balance but before you fall, strong hands grip your waist, steadying you.
You feel the closeness behind you, Quinnâs body barely moves as you straighten up, still feeling his fingers on your skin. A stifled gasp escapes your lips but you hide it quickly. Heâs standing too close to you. If you moved back just a little, you could touch him with your body. But you push the intrusive thought out of your head as you walk back toward the elevator, pressing the button to call it.
Quinn stays a few feet away, waiting for the doors to open. When they do, you step inside the metal box and Quinn watches you from outside.
Your eyes are glued to his as you watch him from inside. Quinn doesnât get in, he just makes sure youâre safe in the elevator and waits with his hands in his pockets. You canât help but look at his hair, his face, his neck, his chest, his hands.
Heâs damn perfect. Standing there, just looking at you.
The elevator doors began to close slowly as the two of you continued to stare at each other. Quinn took a step forward and reached out, stopping them.
âI donât need to see your panties to know that they already belong to me, Y/Nâ he said firmly, meeting your gaze and then let go of the elevator, which finished closing completely.
Your heart raced to its limit while your head exploded. He... He had just said that your panties belonged to him. God. Your whole body went into shock. You belonged to him. Your whole body, your mind, your soul belonged to him. You always had.
Quickly, your fingers began pressing all the buttons, trying to stop the elevator and open the doors. The heat in your legs began to rise as the fantasy image of the two of you returned to your mind. You needed Quinn. You needed to taste him. At least once. This time, for real.
The doors opened in seconds and you jumped out of the elevator, running toward the door. Luckily for you, Quinnâs back was just a few feet away.
âQuinn!â you shouted to stop him and when he turned to look at you, you jumped into his arms.
Your mouth crashed into his like lightning striking the ground, drawn by the need to feel him. To taste him. To savor him inside you. His hands gripped your hips and wrapped your legs around his waist as you stepped back into the elevator.
This time, the two of you together. Kissing. Tasting each other. Mouth to mouth. Wild, hard, desperate. Your tongues caressed each other as Quinn pressed you against the metal wall of the elevator and reached out to vaguely mark your floor. Your hands sought his face, his hands your back to hold you.
His mouth was devouring you, literally. His hands never stopped caressing you wherever they could. You couldnât pull apart, you couldnât even think.
There was no time for words. There was no time for doubts. There was no time for explanations. You just wanted to kiss, to touch, to melt into one another.
The hatred, the rage, the fury. All of that had generated a desperate desire that enveloped you both.
You didnât hate Quinn, you hated that he remained calm while your heart was in turmoil over him. You hated that you could have any other man, except him. You hated that he respected his brother. You hated that he was a man of principles.
But tonight, tonight there were no codes. No brothers. No promises.
He fucked you hard against the couch, you fucked him fiercely on the floor. Then he took you on the kitchen counter and you rode him on your bed. You did it over and over, moaning and gasping your names in whispers. Like a secret declaration of love.
Only the two of you existed, fucking all night long. Just as youâd been dreaming for months. Ever since that vacation when things changed between you. Ever since youâve been silently loving each other for what felt like an eternity.
This could be a series if you want, let me know. Thanks for the support, take care! đ
Hiiiii, could you write nsfw alphabet for William eklund?đ
A to Z âWilliam Eklund.
Summary: NSFW alphabet with Eky.
Warnings: YES. +18. Smut, MDNI, explicit sexual content, p in v, MDNI, etc.
A - aftercare (what is it like after sex?)
Heâs the sweetest, most protective and affectionate person. William will shower you with soft kisses and caresses, never taking his eyes off you and whispering sweet nothings, completely lost in you.
B - body part (favorite part of your body and his)
About you, heâd say he loves your smile and your face, heâs so sweet and gentle but honestly, heâs head over heels for you. William thinks youâre the most precious person on earth and he adores you so much.
C - cum (anything about coming)
He would definitely come inside you, without barriers, without protection. Obviously, he would make sure youâre protected in other ways. But thereâs something about the connection, the warmth, the closeness of feeling you in his own flesh, that he loves.
PD - dirty secret (some dirty secret).
His biggest fantasy is to see you with someone else someday, to watch you having sex with another person. I think heâd choose a woman, if youâre okay with it. Heâd like to see you enjoy yourself with someone else but knowing that in your mind, youâre only thinking of him. Heâs confident, he knows youâd come back to him because you love him.
E - experience (experience in sex)
Heâs experienced and above all, heâs confident. He just knows how to touch you, how to look at you and how to make you melt under his touch.
F - favorite position
His favorites are the ones that let him hold you close, watch you, kiss you and hear your moans against his mouth. So Iâd say any position where youâre on top of him, riding him, sitting or lying down, where he can admire you.
G - goofy (how serious is he during sex?)
I think heâs pretty serious, first because heâs very intense. He takes things to another level when it comes to pleasure. Second, because he thinks sex isnât something to be taken lightly, itâs a demonstration of devoted love.
H - hair (how do you take care of your privacy?)
He shaves it a little, mostly for hygiene and safety but he doesnât do it routinely. Only when he thinks itâs necessary. As for you, he doesnât mind, itâs an intimate and personal choice for everyone.
I - intimacy (what is it like during sex?)
William really wants you to feel his closeness and depth, he always seeks to touch you with his hands, kiss you and make you feel desired all the time. First, he likes to take it very slowly and patiently, admiring you, feeling you. Then he canât hold back and ends up letting it all go to fuck you as wildly as possible.
J - jack off (masturbation, how often do you masturbate?)
Since he lives far away, he tends to do it quite a bit while heâs not with you. You canât blame him, he loves you. He loves to feel you with him even when youâre not there, so heâd definitely do it while youâre on a video call or watching videos of you that you sent him at some point, always thinking of you.
K - kink (fetishes during sex)
His biggest fetish is voyeurism, youâre his greatest source of admiration. And William loved watching you. He loves watching you when you touch yourself, when you play with yourself, when you think of him. Heâd ask you for videos, photos, he even loves sexting. He needs you when heâs far away at home.
L - location (places to have sex)
I think heâs pretty private in this regard. He always prefers it to be just the two of you, calm and intimate. So Iâd say your place, his place, a hotel room, a cabin, etc.
M - motivation (what excites him?)
He gets turned on when you wear his clothes, when you smell like him, when youâre his princess and when you act innocent even though you know exactly what youâre doing.
N - no (what wouldnât I do with you?)
He would never cross a line with you. For him, the most important thing is that you feel safe and loved, he wouldnât want to be rough just for his own pleasure. Nor would he ever hurt you in any way, even if itâs just a game.
O - oral (how does he like to give/receive?)
Heâs a pussy man. He loves to go down on you while taking his time, savoring every reaction and every sound he can draw from you. Flattering you while devouring you like no one else will.
P - pace (how do you like to do it?)
It depends on the mood and the need, it can be slow when he wants it to last and to love you gently or it can be more intense and rough to show you how much he misses you.
Q - quickie (do you like quick sex?)
Yes, he thinks theyâre necessary sometimes. He knows they help when youâre stressed and serve to release tension, so as far as heâs concerned, you can have as many as you want.
R - risk (would he take risks? which ones?)
I don't think he's as drawn to that as he is to the privacy where he can do whatever he wants to you, whenever he wants and however he wants. He prefers for both of you to be safe and secure, so no risks.
S - stamina (how long does it last during sex?)
He enjoys making it last, not to show off but because he loves taking the time he needs with you. He doesnât care about counting the minutes, heâll take you as many times as his body allows and youâre willing to let him.
T - toy (use toys)
He likes it when you use them for your own pleasure, as I said before. He LOVES watching you, observing you, admiring you. Seeing how you use vibrators or dildos while your face contorts and you become his muse.
U - unfair (how much does he like to provoke you?)
Maybe itâs just a little bit, like barely brushing against you, staring at you or getting too close just to let you take the initiative but once the fire is lit, he doesnât take it so lightly anymore.
V - volume (how loud is it during sex?)
Heâs very talkative and flattering, so heâll probably let out some loud moans and gasps while he fucks you and tries to show you his love.
W - wild card (short random story)
It was late at night and after doing some chores around the house, you decided to take a bath. You needed some peace and quiet and a bath would relax you, so you ran the tub and got in, letting your body unwind.
The sound of the front door opened a few minutes later, signaling that William had come home. Heâd been out to dinner with the guys from the team, though honestly, youâd expected him back later.
As if reading your mind, he quickly appeared at the bathroom door, poking his head in and looking at you with his mischievous smile.
âArenât you waiting for me, love?â he asks with a smirk as he steps into the bathroom.
âI just wanted a moment of peace, all to myselfâ you joke as your head falls against the edge of the tub. William furrows his brow but quickly takes off his clothes.
âWell, you shouldâve locked the door. Now make room for meâ he laughs as he gets in with you.
His mouth draws close to yours and just as you expect a kiss, William freezes, making you gasp. A teasing smile appears on his lips. You grab him by the back of his neck and pull him toward you, initiating a fierce kiss.
His hands quickly cup your breasts, using his thumbs to caress them, making you moan. Your hands caress his shoulders, pulling him closer to you. You fall into his lap quickly, sitting on his cock. Your hands take hold of his member and you quickly sink onto him, moaning in unison.
"That was quick, I thought you wanted a moment alone" he murmurs playfully.
His hands pinch your ass, helping you move on top of him. William bites your shoulder as you continue riding his cock up and down.
âYou missed me, didnât you?â he gasps as your teeth take hold of his lower lip and you bite it.
Your movements grow faster, seeking pleasure, seeking to soothe the heat in your core.
You can barely nod when William kisses your neck passionately, biting and sucking your exposed skin, while your hips contour his lap, seeking more friction.
âProve it to me, loveâ
X - x-ray (how big is it and how?)
Itâs long and very thin, veiny and pink. When heâs aroused, it grows to an enormous size and he definitely knows how to use it.
Y - yearning (how long can desire last?)
Desire lasts a very long time for him, simply because heâs used to his travels and visits home. Obviously, he prefers to wait for you and have you with him to do something, so he usually holds out for quite a while.
Z - zzz (how is his sleep after sex?)
He makes you laugh a lot before going to sleep, heâd tickle you with his mouth with his fingers, say silly comments or things that would have you both cracking up. Then, he falls asleep peacefully with you on his chest.
Warnings: YES +18. Smut, MDNI, explicit sexual content, some toxicity, etc.
A - Aftercare (what is it like after sex?)
Heâs pretty affectionate, mostly because he wants to show you some love after fucking you like a maniac since heâs not romantic at the moment. So get ready for him to wrap you in his arms and literally not let you move from there.
B - Body part  (favorite part of your body and his)
He really loves your mouth and lips. He loves how they feel in his mouth, on his body and especially on his cock, heâs obsessed with your lips on his cock. In himself, he loves his since he can literally tear you in two with just his fingers.
C - Cum  (anything about coming)
He likes to finish inside you, to play with the cum still dripping from your pussy. Watching your juices mix with his cum is a work of art.
D - Dirty secret (some dirty secret).
He likes it when you wear lace lingerie and heâd definitely buy it for you and give it to you as a gift. His favorite colors are black and purple, it drives him wild. Watching your pale skin get caught in the fabricâs invisible, delicate patterns.
E - Experience (experience in sex)
Heâs experienced, he knows every one of your weak spots and how you like it. And he really knows what heâs doing because heâs someone who cares deeply about the other personâs pleasure.
F - Favorite position
Any position that leaves you vulnerable and at his mercy, where he can dominate you. Missionary with your legs on his shoulders or chest, doggy style or against something hard like a wall, table or sofa.
G - Goofy (how serious is he during sex?)
Even though heâs usually pretty serious especially during sex, he really makes sure you both enjoy it and focuses intensely on making you experience the greatest desire in the world. Arber saves the goofiness for during the day.
H - Hair (how do he take care of his privacy?)
He lets it grow, because according to him, thatâs how it should be. He thinks it makes him feel more masculine, more of a man. Heâs not really interested in yours but he prefers that you keep yours. Thereâs something about the naturalness of it that attracts him.
I - Intimacy (what is it like during sex?)
Heâs pretty intense in every way. He can be romantic when you ask him to, hugging you, giving you warmth, loving you. But heâs not usually that affectionate and you like that too.
J - Jack off (masturbation, how much do you masturbate?)
He does it pretty often because he has a huge sex drive. Especially when youâre not with him, because he knows nothing satisfies him like your presence.
K - Kink (fetishes during sex)
Dominance is his biggest fetish. He likes to take the initiative, give you orders, watch you beg. He likes it when you show vulnerability and seem small, when he uses harsh words, spanks your butt, chokes you, etc.
L - Location (places to have sex)
The location really isnât an issue for Arber. He could literally fuck you anywhere. His favorite is against a wall, because that way he can take you deep and hard.
M - Motivation (what excites him?)
He loves it when youâre defiant, when you provoke him, when you donât listen to what he says and when you act like a brat. It turns him on so much to see you try to be strong or dominant, just to prove to you that youâre not really.
N - No (what wouldn't he do with you?)
He would never let anyone else have you. You belong to him, he would never share you. Never. He wouldnât like it at all.
O - Oral (how does he like to give/receive?)
Heâs more into receiving than giving. Arber is the kind of man who makes you get on your knees and beg for his cock, he grabs your hair and fucks your mouth like no one else. But if youâre a good girl, he might return the favor.
P - Pace  (how do he like to do it?)
Heâs brutal. Inexplicably brutal. Rough. Hard. Deep. I donât even need to say more.
Q - Quickie (do he like quick sex?)
Yes, sex with Arber is quick because itâs so intense and wild that you reach climax in minutes. But he could do it to you over and over again, for hours, without tiring, leaving you trembling on the verge of fainting.
R - Risk (would him take risks? which ones?)
I literally feel like heâd risk everything, his reputation, his time, his dignity, even in unexpected situations. Like fucking you at his parentsâ house, in the car after team dinner, in the movie theater restroom, etc.
S - Stamina (how long does it last during sex?)
The penetration itself is quick, once heâs inside you, he doesnât waste time getting you to orgasm. But the sex itself is different, he could keep you going for hours, denying you orgasm with his fingers or mouth, begging you to touch him, kissing your breasts, etc.
T - Toy (use toys)
No. He doesnât need anything more than his fingers, mouth or cock to make you feel good. So no, he wouldnât accept them.
U - Unfair (how much does he like to provoke you?)
Itâs a bit provocative at first. As I said, he likes it when you beg, heâd torture you until tears well up in your eyes, knowing that your fury will turn into desire.
V - Volume(how loud is it during sex?)
Heâs loud, yes. He moans and gasps loudly, his breathing is also noticeable when heâs close. But obviously, it doesnât compare to your screams.
W - Wild card (small random story)
The sound of the car door echoed through the garage as Arber slammed it shut. His stiff back stood out in front of you as you called out to him softly.
The ride had been really uncomfortable and tense. He was angry. You tried to touch his thigh while he was driving but he didnât respond to you. Then you wanted to kiss his cheek but he pulled away, saying he was driving. He was never like that. Quite the opposite.
He was jealous. Arber would never make a scene but seeing you with Cole tonight, you two talking all night, exchanging numbers, taking a selfie was the last straw.
Even though you didnât mean anything by it, it was obvious you might have gone a little too far but you and Cole were the same age, got along well, you wanted to make friends in the city and he needed dating advice.
âArberâ you call out as he angrily takes off his jacket at the door to the room. He ignores you. âHoneyâ you insist, grabbing his forearm so heâll look at you.
His dark eyes are shining, his serious expression makes it clear he didnât enjoy tonight. His shoulders and jaw are tense.
âAre you really going to ignore me for talking to Cole?â you ask, feigning innocence. âWe were just talking, I really like himâ
He says nothing, just stares at you. Intently, his face impassive. But you can see his jaw muscle twitching.
Although you should be serious and talk about this normally, your body is sending a different signal. You want to provoke him. The heat in your legs starts to rise as his eyes pierce yours. Heâs angry, and you love it.
As his forehead wrinkles slightly, the vein in his neck stands out, his eyes stabbing you with desperation. A small smile appears on your lips.
âAre you jealous of Cole, Arber?â you ask in a flirty tone. âHeâs just my friend, you...â
Arber growls in response and his hands wrap around your waist, his body pressing against yours until your back hits the wall of your room.
His murderous gaze fixes on you again as his knee wedges itself between your legs, making you gasp.
"He's not your friend" he emphasized the word not. "You knew what you were doing there" he spits seriously.
You battled with yourself to keep from smiling, you knew it. You wanted him to see you, to notice. You wanted to make him angry. Your heart races as his body presses harder against you, you can feel how hot and tense he is.
âThatâs what you wanted, isnât it?â he murmurs harshly. âTeasing me with Cole" his position hardens as he presses you again.
"You want Daddy to punish you, right?" he asks ironically.
You bite your lip as his hands lift you by your butt, pulling you against his waist. Luckily for you, he was already aroused enough. His swollen member beneath his dress pants, hard and hot. The friction of his crotch against yours makes you moan but Arber denies you that, staying still.
âWhat would you do if I said yes?â you reply, bringing your face close to his. Your voice sounds flirty, hot, innocent.
His right hand travels up your chest and stops at your neck, applying barely any pressure. A gasp escapes when the electric current hits your pussy.
âOh, baby, you donât want to knowâ he spits with a smirk.
X - X-ray (how big is it and how?)
Big. Fucking huge. Thick, long, veiny. You love it even though it might break you.
Y - Yearning (how long can desire last?)
Heâs a very sexual person. He exudes sex whenever he can. Donât blame him, youâre too hot and he wants to be inside you 24/7.
Z - Zzz(how is his sleep after sex?)
When he gives you enough love, he sleeps like an animal. Heâs a heavy sleeper so you wonât hear a peep from him all night, he needs to recharge his batteries.
Imagine your first time with your boyfriend Will Smith
First time âWill Smith.
Summary: Your boyfriend is staying overnight at your house for the first time but that's not the only first time.
Warnings: YES. +18. Smut, soft, cute, virgin!reader, friends to lovers, sexually explicit content, MDNI, p in v, etc.
I apologize if there are any mistakes. English is not my first language.
The movie was playing while your hands remained tightly clasped but honestly, neither of you had been paying much attention to it for quite some time. Youâre curled up against Will on the couch, a blanket draped over your legs, his arm wrapped around your shoulders and your hand resting on his chest, feeling the rhythm of his breathing slow with every passing minute.
His fingers trace slow lines across your arm, gentle, almost absent-minded but so comforting they give you chills. The beating of his heart sounds calm in your ear as your thoughts are calm.
Itâs been several hours since youâve been here after making dinner and eating, you decided to watch something fun on TV. Outside, the storm is beginning to roll in, you can hear distant thunder announcing its arrival. The rain drums against the windows with a slow, steady rhythm, as if the sky knew that tonight you needed an excuse not to let him go.
You sit up slightly as the rain grows louder. Will calls out to you but you move away from him anyway, heading to the window. You open the curtain a little and watch as the water falls mercilessly onto the street, the lights are barely visible through the downpour and the sky is lit up by flashes of lightning.
You turn slightly and Will is waiting for you, remote in hand, pausing the movie.
âAre you staying tonight?â you whisper shyly, turning back toward him.
Will smiles as you approach and lean in to kiss the tip of his nose. You were a little nervous but you smile at him confidently. You want him to stay. Would he want to stay? Your whole body trembles at the thought.
âIf thatâs what you want, are you sure?â
You nod, feeling your cheeks flush.
âItâs late⊠itâs raining⊠and weâre practically already in bedâ you say, resting your head on his chest again.
He doesnât answer right away, he just tightens his embrace a little more tenderly with a soft laugh. You can feel his heart racing.
âOf course, baby. Iâd love to stay with you tonightâ he murmurs, smiling.
You lift your head to look at him and you both smile tenderly. Butterflies flutter in your stomach as his hand caresses your cheek and he leans in to give you a quick kiss on the lips.
âThen letâs get readyâ you murmur as you get up from the couch.
But you donât get very far because Will pulls you back as you stand up and you fall onto his chest again. This time, his lips find yours and you kiss gently to the rhythm of the rain behind you.
Itâs tender and intimate, something youâre not used to doing yet but you definitely want to do more often. A few seconds pass as you keep kissing until you pull away from him, even though Will protests, you push him away and you get up amid silly laughter and slow steps.
When you reach your room, you go to the bathroom and you share a spare toothbrush you always keep on hand, since it was clear Will hadnât come prepared for this.
You brush your teeth side by side, exchanging glances through the mirror, your cheeks flushed, bumping elbows, teasing each other about the funny faces you make while rinsing. Will kisses your cheeks from time to time while you slowly brush your hair.
You hand him a towel to dry his face and he accepts it with a mischievous smile.
âI never thought brushing our teeth together would be so cuteâ he says as he dries off.
âYouâre cuteâ you dare to say and he freezes for a second.
A tender smile appears on his face as his eyes light up. Itâs probably the cheesiest, silliest thing youâve ever said, but you really mean it.
âNot as much as youâ he says as his hands gently wrap around your waist. His fingers trace your skin and you smile, feeling the warmth of his touch.
Youâre a little excited and anxious about tonight. Itâs barely begun and you already feel like youâre melting with tenderness. Will is wonderfulI.
Itâs only been five months since you started dating, and your story is still unfolding. Itâs the first time youâll spend the night together, in the same room, in the same bed, sharing the same air and feelings.
You met Will one summer night at a party at Boston University, where you were studying and Will was too. At first, it was all just friendship, your friends introduced you to Will and you hit it off right away. You didnât have much in common, but somehow, that brought you closer. It was a novelty to meet an âice boyâ (thatâs what you called them).
Even so, Will didnât rush things. He didnât pressure you and most importantly, he didnât back off. Thatâs something you really appreciated. And then, you realized you were so smitten with him. Finally, you two became a thing.
You spent afternoons in the library, you studying, Will just watching you and teasing you. You went to his games, wearing his jersey and cheered him on. He walked you home after class and youâd stand at your gate kissing for hours.
Until about three months ago, when he finally asked you to be his girlfriend. Since then, youâve become inseparable, partners in every aspect of life. Shared laughter as you walked hand in hand through the streets, phone conversations until dawn and every moment since then has taken on new meaning.
After you finish getting ready for bed, his hand gently seeks yours as you walk to your bedroom.
The light from the night lamp is warm, barely illuminating the room. The storm sounds in the background like a distant song. He helps you get into bed as you smooth out the sheets and settle in. You quickly find your pajamas, slipping them on while Will is busy taking off his clothes. He takes off his pants and is left in his underwear and T-shirt.
Your cheeks flush when your gaze meets his. The heart in your chest pounds like a drum as you slip into bed and Will does the same. Now youâre face to face, looking at each other shyly.
His wavy locks fall across his forehead and you feel the urge to stroke them. Being so close to him makes you want to touch him, even in the least innocent ways. And that scares you a little, because youâve never touched anyone like this before. Youâve never even wanted to.
âAre you comfortable?â he asks, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
âVery muchâ
You lean in and rest your head on his chest. You hear his heartbeat and for a moment, you just breathe there, listening to how his body is listening to you too.
âThanks for stayingâ you say softly.
âThanks for asking me toâ he replies, running his fingertips along your back.
Your whole body shivers at that moment. You feel a warmth wash over you, drawing you toward him.
You lift your head to look at him. He was already looking at you. And in that instant, the distance between you vanishes.
The first kiss is slow, gentle, shy. His lips touch yours with a delicacy that makes your fingers tremble. You kiss as if youâve been waiting for this for a long time. Your hands move up to his neck and then to his hair, tangling in his strands. His hands caress your waist over your clothes, unhurriedly and gently.
You canât stop kissing. Not even when you pull away to catch your breath, itâs as if youâre drawn to each other like magnets, your bodies seeking each otherâs warmth immediately, coming together in an endless kiss filled with emotion, tenderness and passion. His hands begin to move up your back and caress your long hair, while you automatically position yourself on top of him.
A flush rises to your cheeks when you realize your sudden movement, you find yourself straddling his body as you continue kissing with a harder, wilder intensity. Willâs hands move timidly over your body and settle on your lower back, caressing you.
A gasp escapes his lips as you settle onto his pelvis and with a wrong move, you brush against his crotch. A sudden heat rises up your legs toward your center and a jolt of reality makes you break his fiery kiss. You quickly pull away from him, noticing the erection in his underwear and cover your face with your hands in embarrassment.
âWill, Iâm sorry⊠I didnât mean toâŠâ you try to say, embarrassed at the sight of his sudden erection.
He sits up, covering himself slightly and takes your hands, moving them away from your face. His cheeks are red too, his eyes shining with a special glow as he smiles to comfort you.
âItâs okay, babyâ he murmurs tenderly and you bite your lip, still embarrassed. âI canât help it when you kiss me like thatâ
A mischievous chuckle escapes his lips. Your cheeks start to burn as your mind registers what heâs saying. You gave him an erection. You really didnât mean to but his kisses felt so good, his lips on yours, his hands on your body, that suddenly you wanted to keep going.
Youâre still kneeling on your knees near him while your cheeks burn but not from embarrassment. It was clear youâd had a physical reaction too when you rubbed against him unintentionally.
âI-I... I want to do itâ you say so softly itâs barely audible.
Will seems to freeze as he takes in your words. A hint of concern crosses his face.
âWe donât have to do it today. I donât want you to feel pressuredâ he says, cupping your cheeks. âThis is nothing, itâll pass soon... Donât worry about meâ
Even though you appreciate his patience and the space heâs giving you, youâre just as turned on as he is, and you feel too good and too comfortable to let the moment slip away.
âI want to do it, Will, with youâ you say, sure and confident.
Will looks at you with love and tenderness. His hand squeezes yours, calling you in a unique and precious way. Even though it sounds strong and forceful, your body trembles with nerves and a little fear. But you truly feel that you want to do it.
The atmosphere feels a bit tense, your gazes remain locked as you feel your heart about to burst out of your chest.
âIâve never⊠Iâve neverâŠâ
The words fall apart in your mouth as you try to confess that youâve never had sex with anyone. Your biggest fear is saying it out loud. Itâs been your biggest insecurity since you started college. Being a virgin in college is synonymous with being a prude and even though youâre not innocent or anything like that, youâve always dreamed of having your first time with someone whoâs worth it. Like Will.
His gaze softens as you speak. Even though you havenât said anything, he understands perfectly. Once again, a look of concern and surprise crosses his face and his fingers squeeze your skin.
âWe can do whatever makes you feel comfortable, we can kiss all night long or we can just touch each other like we did a moment agoâ he says softly, seeking your shy gaze.
A small, nervous giggle escapes your lips and you lean in to kiss his lips gently and tenderly. Your whole body shivers as you feel his warm lips again. His mouth takes you fiercely as he begins to lie back down on the bed and you settle yourself on top of him.
The heat in the room begins to rise as your chest presses against Willâs and you kiss more desperately, more erratically. Willâs hands slide down your back and grip your butt, encircling them completely. A stifled gasp escapes your throat.
âTake me, Willâ you beg, somewhat desperate.
Youâre ready. More than ever. You want to give your virginity to Will, you want the two of you to take the next step.
âYour wish is your commandâ He smiles broadly at your lips, and his fingers caress you gently, conveying a sense of security. His pupils dilate as your eyes meet his, his lips tremble slightly.
It all starts slowly, filled with sweet pauses, nervous smiles and long glances as you undress. Shyness and embarrassment are left behind as his gaze fills you with confidence and comfort. Itâs obvious that Will wants to make your first time a magical and romantic moment, so he doesnât rush.
He takes the time to admire your body as you stand topless before him, even though youâre trembling with embarrassment, Will dedicates himself to kissing every inch of your skin gently and tenderly. First the skin of your neck, moving down your collarbone until he reaches your chest. His fingers caress your erect nipples, charged with energy and you feel an electric current when his hands cup your breasts.
Your back arches against him as you moan. Itâs only the beginning and youâre experiencing the greatest pleasure youâve ever felt. His mouth leaves a kiss on the top of your breast and then he looks at you again. Heâs asking for your permission. From you.
You nod with a tender smile and your fingers wrap around the back of his neck, enveloping him with your arms as you tremble with shyness. His mouth takes one of your nipples and your fingers clench in his hair as youâre hit by a wave of pleasure. This feels so amazing. He spends a few minutes kissing your nipples while his fingers caress the exposed flesh of your other breast with soft, warm touches that make you squirm.
Your hands tangle in the strands of his hair as his kisses take a different path, traveling down your belly. Even though you want to kiss him on the mouth and feel him close to you, you donât complain about this sensation.
His large hands take hold of your thighs and gently, deliberately spread your legs apart, observing every detail of your body as he does so. Perhaps on some other occasion this would have seemed terrifying or embarrassing to you but you donât feel that way at all. In fact, you feel more ready than ever. The heat in your body is almost unbearable, you canât hold out a second longer and you know youâre more than ready for him.
His mouth kisses your inner thigh with little touches that make you gasp with each one. Your hands remain clasped in his hair, running through it and your body writhes as he draws closer to you.
With your help, he removes your panties and moves toward your face. He looks at you with his bright, beautiful eyes. Your mouth captures his and you kiss him confidently, lovingly. Itâs a little thank-you for making you feel so special.
His hands shyly caress your center but when you moan, he does it again. Your wetness is obvious, and even though youâre dying of embarrassment, you know heâs desperate too. His bulge brushes against your thighs as the kiss intensifies. His fingers caress your clitoris and you squeal with pleasure, biting your lips. Will also gasps and smiles into your mouth when he hears you so uninhibited.
When waves of pleasure wash over you, your hand stops his, looking at him with a soft gaze. As much as thereâs nothing else you want to do but this, you already need to feel him inside you.
He understands perfectly and kisses your forehead before pulling away. He takes off his clothes, first his shirt and you bite your lip as you admire his hard, sculpted chest. Then he finishes taking off his boxers and your cheeks turn pink as you notice his member.
For a moment, your head fills with thoughts as you look at his erect member, its tip wet with pre-cum and how it looks. Itâs not the first time youâve seen a penis but itâs the first time something will actually enter you and it surprises you. Itâs big, veiny and pink. It looks delicate, and Will definitely knows it.
Despite a little fear and nervousness about the moment, you lean slightly to the side and pull a condom out of your nightstand. You die of embarrassment when his amused and surprised gaze meets yours.
âDonât look at me like that. Mom always says I should be prepared!â you squeal playfully as you hide your red cheeks.
He lets out a sweet laugh, which sounds like music to your ears and moves closer to you again. He takes the condom from your hand and pulls it out of its wrapper, trembling but carefully.
In your chest, a thousand sensations begin to surge as nerves wash over you. Doubts terrify you a little, making you wonder if this is okay, if it will hurt or if youâll actually enjoy it but all your questions are answered when Will looks at you.
He positions himself between your legs, sighing gently as your hands trace his arms and move up to his shoulders. Youâre both nervous, your breaths ragged and your hearts racing as you look straight into each otherâs eyes. You bite your lip shyly, Will smiles and you can feel him settle between your legs as his penis brushes against your inner thigh. Your chest tightens.
âIt will hurt a bit, okay?â he says worriedly. âStop me the moment it doesnât feel good or whenever you want, I donât want to hurt youâŠâ
âI trust you, Willâ you say, cupping his face. He smiles tenderly.
He takes the base of his cock and uses the tip to stroke your slit, up and down, getting wet with your moisture and touches your magic spot again. Then, when heâs ready, with your look of approval, he enters you. You both gasp at first your gasp sounds more like pain, so his gaze quickly seeks yours.
He looks worried but you shake your head.
âKeep goingâŠâ you sigh, caressing the back of his neck.
Will nods and continues to push deeper into you. Your walls are tight and it hurts, your heart is pounding and your palms are sweaty but when you feel him fully inside you, you gasp.
Itâs just a slight burning sensation, clearly, he had taken the time to prepare you well. For which you are infinitely grateful. He waits a few seconds while you kiss passionately, his hands caressing your head and yours clinging tightly to his shoulders.
He makes a movement inside you, making you moan and he knows youâre ready. So he begins to move inside you, sliding in and out, gently and deeply. You no longer feel any pain at all and just moan with pleasure as he makes love to you over and over again. You touch each other with a mix of eagerness and tenderness, with an almost sacred attention.
Your body entwines with his naturally and at no point do you feel out of place. Quite the opposite with him, you feel like the world falls into place.
And when you finally feel united in the deepest part of you, no one else matters but the two of you and your ragged breaths. He caresses your face as he penetrates you, whispers sweet things in your ear and you hold him as if you wanted to stay like this forever. There is no pain of any kind anymore, the shyness, the embarrassment, it has all vanished.
Thereâs no rush. Thereâs no need for perfection. Thereâs only love, excitement and the certainty that something has changed forever between the two of you.
When itâs all over, he settles down beside you and wraps you in his arms as if you were the most precious thing he has. He kisses your forehead, your eyelids and caresses your skin.
âThank you for trusting me. For giving me thisâ
âThank you for making it so beautiful, Willâ you reply, your eyes already closing, smiling.
And as the rain continues to fall gently outside, you fall asleep with the feeling that, for the first time, youâre exactly where you want to be.
could we get nsfw alphabet for fraser minten perhaps?đ
A to Z âFraser Minten.
Category: NSFW alphabet.
Warnings: YES. +18. Smut, explicit sexual content, MNDI, etc.
A - aftercare (what is it like after sex?)
He gets really clingy after sex, thatâs literally when his need for love is at its peak. Itâs his way of thanking you for making him feel so good. Fraser gently caresses your skin while tucking your hair behind your ear and showering you with soft kisses.
B - body part (favorite part of your body and his)
He deeply loves your moles, he thinks theyâre the most beautiful thing heâs ever seen. His fingers always trace the little patterns as if he were drawing on your skin. And as for himself, he likes his hands because he can literally touch you.
C - cum (anything about coming)
He comes inside, he loves that feeling of depth he gets when heâs inside you. For him, itâs the most special thing. The closeness, the connection, having you in every sense.
D - dirty secret (some dirty secret).
I think Fraser is a ass man, so he'd definitely like to fuck your ass. Although he knows it's something sacred and that he must earn your trust. So that would be his biggest secret.
E - experience (experience in sex)
Heâs average. Heâs not a big expert but he knows how to pay attention to what you like and memorizes it so he can do it for you whenever he can.
F - favorite position
Definitely missionary. Because it lets him hold you close and keep you safe, look at you up close and kiss you while he makes love to you.
G - goofy (how serious is he during sex?)
Although he can be intense, he also laughs with you. Sometimes he just stares at you and smiles in the middle of it all because he simply likes you too much.
H - hair (how do you handle your personal hygiene?)
Sometimes he shaves, other times he doesnât. He really doesnât care, neither about his own nor yours. Fraser understands that itâs a matter of comfort and preference. but itâs completely normal.
I - intimacy (what is it like during sex?)
Heâs very passionate. He takes the time to admire you, to make you feel special. He wants you to know that he loves you and that heâs grateful you let him have your body.
J - jack off (masturbation, how much do you masturbate?)
He doesnât do it that much, he really prefers to wait for you and do it with you. But he definitely does it when youâre not around, he thinks about you so much that itâs usually enough to distract him quite a bit.
K - kink (fetishes during sex)
He loves hickies. On you or on him, he doesnât care. But itâs a sensual way of belonging to each other. He likes to give them around your breasts or hips, as long as you can hide them. But he definitely doesnât mind if you give them to him and the marks stay.
L - location (places to have sex)
Although any place with you feels special to him, his favorites are quiet spaces where he can take his time with you. Like the bedroom and definitely, the bathroom. He loves doing it in the bathroom, where youâre quiet and relaxed, hot and ready.
M - motivation (what excites him?)
When you sit on his lap and kiss his lips gently but intensely and for a long time, even if you do it without meaning to Fraser canât help but get turned on when youâre on top of him.
N - no (what wouldnât he do with you?)
Heâs sweetly jealous. So I donât think heâd ever share you with anyone. Nor could he do anything that would hurt you in any way, even if itâs just a game.
O - oral (how does he like to give/receive?)
He loves giving you pleasure more than anything else, simply because he enjoys seeing how you react to him. Heâs gentle and tender and he really knows what heâs doing.
P - pace (how does he like to do it?)
Heâs a bit of a tease at first. He prefers to take it slow, savor every second and make the moment last longer than expected (even when youâre desperate for him)
Q - quickie (does he like quick sex?)
If he gets the chance, heâll take it. Although he can get carried away by the urgency, with you he always ends up wanting to stay a little longer.
R - risk (would he take risks? which ones?)
I think Fraser would take small risks with you if he knows youâll both have fun, like having sex in a pool or in the car in the stadium parking lot. But he always makes sure no oneâs around and itâs just the two of you.
S - stamina (how long does it last during sex?)
About two or three full rounds. Foreplay, oral sex, intercourse and hot caresses right until the end. He cares more about making you feel loved than just keeping track of time.
T - toy (use toys)
He would definitely use vibrators while he fucks you, he thinks itâs fun and knows you enjoy it. He might also use them to pleasure you while he just watches.
U - unfair (how much does he like to tease you?)
He likes to make you lose your mind, in a good way. Heâs slow by nature, he knows that prolongs the moment and he loves watching you squirm for him and beg him to touch you.
V - volume (how loud is it during sex?)
He isnât very loud but he canât help letting out grunts, little laughs or sighs when heâs with you. Especially when he talks to you, his gasps escape his lips and it makes him incredibly sensual.
W - wild card (short random story)
You come home after an exhausting day. The dim light from the TV illuminates the living room as you walk in and see him there. Your boyfriend, lying asleep on the couch, with the screen flickering in front of him.
You approach slowly, smiling tenderly, seeing him like this, so carefree, always makes you smile. Fraser waited for you, even when you told him not to, he still decided to stay awake (or not quite) until he saw you.
When you reach him, your hand gently brushes his cheek.
âFraserâ you call softly and his eyes open just a little, looking like someone whoâs just woken up.
âBaby, hiâ he greets you, still half-asleep, when he sees you standing in front of him. A big smile spreads across your lips.
Fraser sighs and tries to keep his eyes open as he attempts to sit up quickly. Your hands rest on his shoulders and you shake your head, laying him back down. Before you can say anything, he grabs you with a firm gesture, pulling you toward him.
Suddenly youâre sitting on his lap, his head resting on your chest while your hands wrap around his broad shoulders.
âI told you to go to sleepâ you tease him affectionately as his eyes meet yours. Fraser smiles like a child.
âI needed to see you before I went to sleepâ he murmurs softly.
Your hands sink into his hair, massaging his scalp gently and tenderly. You know Fraser loves it, as his shoulders slump and his eyes blink. His warmth envelops you when his hands wrap around your waist and pull you closer to him, his breathing quickens and then his lips seek yours.
"I missed you today, baby" he says with a smile.
His hands slide down your hips, caressing your back in a sensual and romantic way. A giggle escapes your lips as Fraser brings his mouth close to your jaw and leaves a fiery kiss.
"Me too, darling," now your hands caress his hard pecs while your noses brush against each other.
You are so close that your breaths mingle as the atmosphere begins to rise. His lips desperately seek yours. The kiss is intense, urgent, as if he wants to show you how much he misses you and you return it in the same way. Because you missed him too.
His hands slide down to your butt and squeeze it, making you gasp as your lips trail down his neck. Your lips taste, your teeth bite and your tongue wets his sensitive skin on his neck while Fraser moans, holding you tight.
Fraser is now fully awake (and I donât mean from his sleep) and your crotch burns, making you gasp. His hands on your butt help you move on top of him and you start grinding against his crotch. Now you switch positions, itâs Fraser who licks your neck while your head falls back, feeling the pleasure course through your body.
His lips suck on your sensitive skin, seeking to leave marks, while your hips start moving even faster, seeking relief.
X - x-ray (how big is it and how?)
Itâs big. Thick and veiny. But he knows that size doesnât matter, since all that matters is how he can use it on you and make you feel good.
Y - yearning (how long can desire last?)
His desire lasts a very long time. He knows that sex isnât everything in a relationship and that itâs more emotional than physical. He takes great care of your relationship and could wait as long as you need.
Z - zzz (how is his sleep after sex?)
He doesnât fall asleep that quickly, youâll probably doze off before he does. He likes to watch you lying on his chest, running his fingers down your back and letting himself be carried away by the feeling of having you so close to him. When heâs had enough of you, thatâs when he falls asleep.
