D E S I R E.

nsfw sideblog to hiiraethus. 18+.

[hiiraethlust]

‘i can’t sleep’ sex -We both know this is unrealistic but between this and 'just woke up' sex I am shooketh

REASONS TO HAVE SEX.

‘i can’t sleep’ sex

        Oftentimes, Elvóthien has no trouble sleeping. But the night air is thick, humid; it makes sweat bead ‘pon her brow, even considering the thin nightgown she wears. She’d kicked off the blankets long ago, hoping that would help to remedy the overwhelming warmth that seems to overtake her entire form. Still, that isn’t enough.

        A huff is blown past parted lips, and she shifts against the silken sheets. Another huff, and another shift in position. It does nothing to make her more comfortable – instead, it only makes it worse. Elvóthien goes to move once more, but before she could twist her torso to change positions, there is a hand on her hip. 

        “Are you all right? You’re moving quite a bit.” Croft’s voice is in her ear, and she can feel as he presses himself flush to her back. She shudders at the contact, at the sensation of his breath fanning out across the nape of her neck.

        “I did not mean to wake you. My apologies,” she replies, her soprano voice sheepish. Truly, it hadn’t been her intention, and she feels arful for having woken him up. “I cannot sleep,” Elvóthien tries to explain. “It is too hot.”

        Croft’s lips upturn ever so slightly, and he snickers. “You? Too hot? Never thought I would hear you say that.”

        If she’d been facing him, Elvóthien likely would have rolled her eyes. It isn’t as if he’s entirely wrong, and she knows it. Still, to admit he’s right? That’s something she won’t so readily do.

       She manages to turn herself around so that she faces him, and a hand is raised to run through honeyed locks. Rosy lips form a little smirk while a delicate brow raises above the other. “Perhaps,” she begins, jade hues glinting with a devious spark, “you might be able to help with…tiring me out enough to fall asleep.” 

        There’s another snort from Croft, though his arms pull her in closer. “Is that so?” His answer is simple, yet ever does it spur her into action. It’s like a challenge, and she doesn’t so easily back down from any challenge. 

        Lips of rose drag from the hollow of his throat up his neck, and she can feel the shiver that courses through him. It always excites her to elicit such reactions from him; it let her know she was doing something right. Her hand that is entangled within his hair pulls gently upon them, and her free hand moves to rest on his chest. Gently pushing him to lie flat, she positions herself to straddle him. She leans over to incite a fiery kiss, and as if to spur him on, she rolls her hips against his. The sound he makes is low and barely there, but even so does it serve to excite Elvóthien.

        “Do not be afraid to tell me to stop should you not want to go further,” she breathes, a gentle smile raising the corners of her lips. 

        He cocks a brow, his hands moving to grasp on her thighs, and that’s all she needs as confirmation. 

        Hips resume their movements, and once more does she lean down to kiss Croft. In an attempt to match the rolling of her hips, he bucks his own upwards to meet hers; the friction drawing a mewl from Elvóthien’s lips. Although a part of her wants to prolong foreplay if only to tease him, she’s eager to move on.

      Elvóthien’s hands roam down his chest, then his torso until lithe fingers meet with the band of his pants. In one swift movement, she pulls his pants and undergarments down to his knees – there’s no need to pull them off completely. Lining herself up with him, she pushes her own undergarments to one side before slowly easing herself onto him. A breathy moan leaves the confines of her lips as she sets an easy pace. Croft’s hands that are on her hips guide her movements, and he matches the pace she’s made with bucks of his own, driving himself deeper into her. 

        She has little intention of keeping quiet – it isn’t as if his retainers aren’t aware of how their courting has progressed. In any case, if anyone were to hear them, they’d likely tease Croft for it, and Elvóthien does so love to see him flustered.

        Her pace quickens, as does the ferosity behind each roll of her hips. She dips her head down to his neck to gently nip at the skin, hoping to encite any type of reaction from him, little as it may be. There’s a grunt that passes through his teeth, and upon hearing the sound, she smirks against the freshly marked flesh. That was exactly what she needed to hear to spur her onward, to help her in making him reach his climax. 

        Breath ragged and erratic, she keeps the rhythm she’s set. The bucking of his hips isn’t as consistent, and that’s how she knows he’s close. Although she’s beginning to feel fatigue set in, she’s more than determined not to falter. 

        He trembles underneath her, and moments later, that gives way to his release. Elvóthien takes care not to collapse on top of him after, instead coming to lie beside him. Her chest still rises and falls at an accelerated pace, though a smile still tugs at the corners of her lips. Dusty olivine hues meet those of jade, and there’s a moment of laughter shared between them.

        “Did that satisfy you?” Croft teases, his lips twitching into the smallest of smiles.

        “For now,” she replies back, the tone of her voice that of jest. “You know that I can tend to be…insatiable.”

[hiiraethlust]

‘post-argument’ sex

REASONS TO HAVE SEX. 

       She hadn’t meant for the argument to get so intense; for heated words to become hurtful and to be used as tools to tear one another apart. She hadn’t meant to raise her voice out of anger. But nonetheless, it had happened anyways.

       Chrom had come to tell her that he and the rest of the Shepherds would start to march in the morning; another war loomed on the horizon, and he wanted to snuff it out as soon as he was able to avoid further conflict. Elvóthien knew he had to go, for it was the right thing to do; but still she argued against it. He wanted to lead the front lines as if he was some common foot soldier, and it infuriated her. He was so much more — not only to her and their infant daughter, but to his family and to his halidom.

       They’d gone back and forth to prove their points, but it went nowhere. The both of them were stubborn and stood their ground, refusing to budge an inch.

       After a time, Elvóthien had stormed out in a fit of tears, exclaiming that she never wished to see him again. It couldn’t be further from the truth.

       And so now she sits on the windowsill in their quarters, wiping what tears remain upon rosy cheeks and trying to quiet the little sobs that ripple through her frame. Pointed ears perk to the sound of the lock clicking and the door opening, then closing upon itself once more. The footfalls stop beside of her before taking a seat by her side, but she doesn’t have to lift her eyes to know it’s Chrom. She feels ashamed of herself for being so selfish and for uttering such hateful words, but it’s her pride that keeps her from apologizing, that keeps her from leaping into his arms in a flurry of kisses. Eyes of jade stay glued to the floor, refusing to glance over at Chrom. It is for fear of what his expression holds; will it be that of sadness, hurt, or anger that could still be lingering from their argument? Either of them would be enough to cause her to begin crying again.

       She hasn’t time to dwell upon it, however, for he reaches out a hand to place under her chin so that he may lift olivine eyes to those of sapphire. Dusty rose lips open for her to form words of apology, but before she can say anything, his lips are upon her own.

       It is soft at first, forgiving almost, but it becomes increasingly hungry and desperate with each passing moment. Elvóthien lets her hands tangle within his hair, pulling him closer and deepening their kiss. She doesn’t know what exactly has brought this all on, but she finds herself caring very little; especially as his own hands find themselves at her hips. He pulls her flush to him, causing a gasp to leap from the back of her throat. He smirks against her lips at the sound he elicited. His lips ghost to her jowl, then her jawline, slowly inching closer to her neck. There, the kisses he litter are filled with passion and need; as if he’d devour her whole at any second.

       “Ch-Chrom,” she gasps, delicate hands moving from his hair to instead grasp the collar of the tunic he wore. “I-I am—“

       “Don’t tell me you’re sorry, El,” he cuts her off, but his tone is not rude; it’s as if he is reassuring her that he isn’t angry, that all is forgiven.

       He continues to work at her neck as he moves a hand from her hip to bunch the dress she wore around her thighs, exposing bare silken flesh. Elvóthien shudders as calloused hands roam the newly exposed skin, though the noises she makes only increase in both volume and frequency as he begins to tease her through the cloth of her undergarments.

       A deft hand moves in circular motions around her entrance — just enough to tease her, to excite her. She rolls her hips into his touch, an action to get him to go further, to ravish her; but he isn’t quite finished. Fingers tug at her undergarments before sliding them off, letting the fabric hang near her thighs; for he was much more preoccupied with slipping his fingers into her warmth. Rosy lips part to expel a breathy mewl, and ever tighter does she cling to his tunic.

       So very rarely do they have the time to indulge themselves in such things; the duties of a ruler and of a new parent left the two of them with little time to even sleep, let alone the time to enjoy one another.

       Elvóthien’s lips find his own to incite a fiery kiss full of ardor while her hands trail down his torso. She reaches his trousers, and wastes no time in unbuttoning them. She can feel his arousal through the fabric; it causes desire and excitement to course through her.

       “Please,” she murmurs against his lips, “I need you.”

       That’s all he needed to hear.

       Retracting his hand from between her thighs, he slips her underwear off completely before hoisting her up so she sits in his lap, either leg straddling him. Elvóthien fumbles over his own undergarments before finally revealing his throbbing length. Once more do their lips meet, almost clumsily so as Chrom lines himself up with her entrance. There isn’t a moment wasted as he thrusts his entirety into her and begins to buck his hips at a steady pace.

       Chrom’s hands find her waist, guiding her movements as she rides him. She moans into his mouth as their kiss continues, and he reciprocates; his own deep and husky and full of want. Delicate fingers interlock within cerulean strands, bringing him closer in an effort to deepen the kiss further. Elvóthien lets out a breathy mewl as he rocks his hips into her own, forcing his length even deeper into her warmth. Breaking the kiss, she lets out a gasp while his hands continue to coax the movements of her hips. His urging helps her to find the rhythm of his thrusts, her finally moving in synchronization with him. 

        She can feel the tingling sensations of pleasure as he continues to plunge his arousal into her, signaling that her own release was near. Chrom quickens his pace, fueled by desire and the sounds that continue to spill forth from Elvóthien’s lips. It spurs him on, knowing he is the source of each sound she makes; that he’s the cause for the pleasure she’s feeling. He cranes his neck towards her, littering the fair skin of her neck with kisses, all while still guiding her along his length. 

        Her hold upon silken strands tighten and her breathing becomes even more erratic with each passing moment. “Chrom,” she breathes, quickening her own pace. “P-please, do not stop…!”

        He grunts in response, driving himself even deeper into her core. That was exactly what she needed to drive her over the edge. Her walls tighten around him as she becomes undone in her release, eliciting moans from the both of them. He continues to thrust for a few moments more before he’s on the verge of his own climax, fingers tightening their hold upon petite hips. He lets out a low, throaty moan as he climaxes, filling her with his warmth as he leaves his member inside of her. She clings to him, a gasp falling from her lips at the sensation of his seed spreading inside of her.

        Jade and sapphire meet, and they both smile, laughs bursting forth. Chrom captures her lips in a kiss, his hands now placed on either side of Elvóthien’s face. 

        “Just promise me one thing,” she whispers, brushing away the stray strands of hair from his forehead.

        “Anything for you, El. You know that.”

        She smiles, then presses a chaste kiss to his lips before pulling away to speak once more. “Please stay safe. I could not bear if something were to befall you.”

        “I will,” he vows. “I’ll be home in no time, back to you and our daughter. I have too much that’s precious to me to be reckless. Will you wait for my return?” 

        “I will be the first to welcome you back, with hugs and kisses from both Lucina and I.”

[waitingforthefireflies]

Frary sexytimes [2/?] | 1.08 “Fated”

You don’t think what we’re doing is wrong? As we are not wed yet? After we rule for a great long while, and we leave France and Scotland to our children, and our grandchildren and our great grandchildren, and we meet our maker, you can ask him yourself.

[melamemea]

dirty talk .

“If we weren’t at this party and these people weren’t around, I would jump you right now…”

“What would you say if I asked you to go down on me right now?”

“It might sound greedy, but I need your cock so bad right now…”

“I wish I could control myself better around you, but when I see you, all I want to do is rip your clothes off and fuck you.”

“I need to feel you inside me.”

“Nobody has ever fucked me like you do.”

“Even when you’re in a bad mood, I want to fuck you.”

“I’m going to mark you as mine tonight.”

“When we get home, I’m going to make you orgasm so hard.”

“Knowing that you can completely overpower me makes me so crazy horny.“

“What would you prefer I wear tonight, a thong or panties or nothing at all?”

“Would you discipline me if I was acting bratty?”

“If these people weren’t here, I would be on my knees with your cock in my mouth.”

“I can barely concentrate; I just keep thinking about you grabbing me and taking me.”

“I’ve got a sexy surprise for you later…”

“I wish we could just stay in bed and have sex all day long…”

“I love it when you wear tight clothes.”

“Guess what color my panties are?”

“We need to meet after work; this horniness is killing me.”

“I just want to wrap my pussy around your cock.”

“I just want to wrap my ass around your cock.”

“You look so fucking hot in the morning.”

“I wore these panties just for you.”

“I feel so horny and helpless when you dominate me.”

“Tonight is going to be a lot of fun…”

“If you play your cards right, you’ve got some pleasure/fun coming your way.”

“Stop looking at me like that, it’s making me wet.”

“Stop looking at me like that, it’s making me hard.”

“Tonight we’re going to do what I want to do. But don’t worry, it’s going to be a lot of fun!”

“I’m going to make you scream and shout tonight!”

“It’s a pity we’re not in bed right now because all I can think of is feeling your body on mine.”

[pandatails]

sketching some Margaery Tyrelll hair cause I am excited for tonight’s episode!

[minacixus-blog]

nsfw starters; fifty reasons to have sex

send a number for a drabble/starter. they are sorted into categories ;

 CATEGORY ONE; general

‘i can’t sleep’ sex

‘make up’ sex

‘break up’ sex

‘revenge’ sex

‘rebound’ sex

‘i’m bored’ sex

‘curiosity’ sex

‘first time’ sex

‘homecoming/prom night’ sex

‘hotel room’ sex

‘distraction’ sex

‘the condoms are about to expire’ sex

‘anniversary’ sex

‘snuck out of the house to hook-up’ sex

‘post-argument’ sex

‘we’re drunk and horny’ sex

‘comfort’ sex

‘walked in on while naked’ sex

‘to change the subject’ sex

CATEGORY TWO; risky/kinky/strangers

‘i need a place to crash’ sex

‘your friend just told you about a new position’ sex

‘the elevator broke down’ sex

‘end of the world/the world is in chaos’ sex

‘i can’t believe we survived’ sex

‘i caught you masturbating’ sex

‘you caught me masturbating’ sex

‘crotchless underwear is a thing’ sex

‘i’m/your pregnant and horny’ sex

‘we’re in a public place and i just spent the last half hour making you ridiculously aroused’ sex

‘you’re my teacher and i finally seduced you’ sex

‘i’m your teacher and i can’t believe your my student’ sex

‘best friend’s younger sibling who suddenly got hot’ sex

‘i saw a cool scene in a porno and i want to reenact it’ sex

CATEGORY THREE; cheating/assumed cheating

‘everyone thinks we’re banging, so we might as well just do it’ sex

‘we’ve been friends-with-benefits for a long time, and now that one of us is in a relationship, are we going to stop?’ sex

‘randomly hooked up one night and the next monday you walk into my work and i discover that my favourite colleague is actually your husband/wife’ sex

‘one or both of us is in a relationship, but we can’t help it’ sex

‘we’ve both been cheated on by our respective partners, so fuck it’ sex

CATEGORY FOUR; established relationships

‘we just got engaged’ sex

‘i thought you were dead, but you’re not and i can’t believe it’ sex

‘we were childhood sweethearts, and we haven’t seen each other in years’ sex

‘i need to lose my virginity and you’re the only person i want to lose it to’ sex

‘you just walked into my office for a job as my secretary/assistant and we haven’t seen each other in years, but sexual tension is a thing’ sex

‘our families hate each other for (insert reason here) but that doesn’t matter to us’ sex

‘we’re in a dysfunctional, toxic relationship but i still love you more than anything in this world’ sex

CATEGORY FIVE; lgbti+

‘my girlfriend left me with blue balls, and you’re her brother and i’m pretty sure i’m not gay but lets go for it’ sex

‘we pretended to be lesbian lovers to get a creepy guy to stop hitting on us, so we kissed to complete the charade and we both kind of liked it, so…?’ sex

‘you’re my room mate and you’re really hot, but we’re both guys/girls and this is new to me’ sex

‘i’m gay and you’re curious and you asked me to show you what it’s like’ sex

‘you’re gay and i’m curious and i asked you to show me what it’s like’ sex

[goremate]

from the bottom of my heart, please know, that i’d appreciate being slammed against a wall with your hand down my pants and your breath against my neck saying that I am yours and only yours

[jrdylovexxx]

[jrdylovexxx]

[hellahonest]

xx