Tangible descriptions of what I think loving each LI feels like
ā¤ Disclaimer: These are all highly subjective and deeply personal. So if you disagree itās okay, please keep scrolling! :)
ā¤ Tags: Fluff, Caleb x reader, Sylus x reader, Xavier x reader, Zayne x reader, Rafayel x reader
Xavier: Being wrapped in a soft, fuzzy, blanket straight from the dryer. Linen scented detergent beckons you to take one deep breath after another and the lingering warmth gently lulls you to sleep.
Sylus: Free falling in a dream and suddenly youāre jolted awake from landing on the soft bed. Soon after, your lovers arms wrap around your waist and a comforting warmth travels through the expanse of your backā your heart beat steadies.
Zayne: Fiddling with the shower knobs until you find the perfect heat setting. As soon as the water hits your back, all the tension in your muscles relax, your jaw unclenches, your balance stabilises, and your mind stops racing. Finally, you can exhale.
Rafayel: (This one was tricky. The feeling is less of a warmth, and more of an addictive heat.)
Drinking the broth of the most heavenly soup. Itās not hot enough to burn your tongue, but itās enough to where the heat radiates through your chest. Youāre both soothed and satiated from the inside out.
Caleb: (Another very tricky one. At the risk of oversimplifying, itās a sense of familiarity, security, and a soft landing.)
Skinship, but more specifically laying chest to chest. Deep rhythmic breathing, synchronised heartbeats, and the mutual stroking of hair. Wrapped around each other, you could lay like this forever.
źØļø A/N: There were a lot of other examples I had in mind for Caleb, but they were either psychological/thematic vs. physical or just plain unromantic, and I didnāt want to do that to Caleb mains š Iām saving what I really wanted to say about him for another ot5 hc later
I had 3 š¶ļø dreams about the LADS men in one week, so I took it as a sign to write again š„“
Disclaimer: This is my first true attempt at writing adult content, so please, please, please go easy on me š„
It was really important to get his voice + intimacy right, and after extensive research, I noticed a lot of similarities in the intimate parts of his Tipsy Tender Moments. But inspiration was drawn from several cards!
ā¤ Art credit: feyspeaker [x]
ā¤ Pairing: Rafayel x fem reader
ā¤ Word Count: 3.9k (mostly proofread)
ā¤ CW: 18+ mndi, somewhat plot heavy (?), early stages of physical relationship, oral sex [fem receiving], lots of teasing, use of pet names, praise k!nk, protected p in v bc I said so, umā¦readerās cup runneth over (ifyky), fluff/aftercare, music vocab; apologies in advanced to any music nerds if Iām using it wrong!
Itās the 5th Annual Patronās Fundraising Gala for Mo Art Studio, and as usual, you're Rafayel's plus one. Two hours have already gone by, and the excitement fades alongside the glitz and glamour of the upper echelon. Knowing how much Rafayel hated going to such haughty events, you anticipated his standard routine of engagement: Curt conversations, dodging reporters, overindulging free champagne, and closing at least one deal to make up for leaving early. But tonight, he was uncharacteristically social making his rounds to mingle with guest. He was the charming, affable, and witty version of himself that's usually reserved for you.
You overestimated the kinds of stories and gossip expected to come from Linkon's elite, and felt your facade slipping one boring conversation after another. Once you finally managed to excuse yourself from the group, you let out a large involuntary yawn.
āThatās the fourth time youāve done that, cutie.ā
A familiar voice behind you approaches.
āI told you how boring these events are.ā Though his tone was soft, you could still hear the amusement in Rafayelās voice. He removes his suit jacket and carefully places it over your shoulders. "And I know how much those shoes must hurt. You keep shifting you're weight and leaning against me." He saw right through you. You hated how observant he could be.
"Because you're always coming up behind me!" you retort, "It catches me off guard..." He narrows his eyes at you, tilting his head slightly to look pensive.
"A bodyguard caught off guard, huh?" He purses his lips and places a finger on his temple deep in thought.
"Shouldn't a brave, skilled hunter like yourself always be on high alert?"
"Don't startā"
"Want me to start wearing a bell so I don't startle you?" he quips.
"Ha ha. Very funny. Take the bell out of next week's pay." Crossing your arms, you let out a sigh of resignation.
Chuckling, he loops a hand through the space between your folded arms, linking you both as he leads you to the foyer.
āItās getting late. As much as I want you here, I canāt expect you to seriously stick around for something like this. You should get going.ā he nudges.
āHey, donāt think I havenāt forgotten about our bet!"
"Honestly, Iām the one who forgot about it till just now. I thought we were only doing it to kill time." he admits.
"And miss the chance of being serenaded at my beck and call? Nice try. Either you forfeit or I stay here till the first fight breaks outā my money's still on Tamara." you say doubling down.
āFiiine, fine. I officially forfeit.ā
Given your shared competitive nature, it was odd seeing Rafayel back out so easily.
"Youāre seriously going to quit just like that?" you asked in pure perplexity.
"Puh-lease, I already knew the culprit when you pitched the bet. Iāve had to attend these kind of events for years now, cutie. Itās always been Mr. Sorenson. The only reason he isnāt blacklisted from tonightās gala is because of his āgenerousā donations to the studio." he explains.
"What makes you so sure heāll do it again this year?"
Right on cue, commotion erupts from the parlor. Shouting voices grow louder as they approach. A team of security pass by, strenuously escorting a short, belligerent man, presumably Mr. Sorenson, out of the villa.
You don't dare look over at the smug expression on Rafayel's face. "Consider yourself lucky you won, and that Iām more musically inclined." he says with one hand on his hip, chest puffed out.
That's two for two. You exhale sharply and turn your head. "Suppose you won't mind coming up with a new song every time then, since you're so 'musically included!'" you mutter.
He gently tilts your chin to face him and cups your cheeks. He uses his finger to smooth out the lines between your knitted brows.
āI know youāre tired and we always leave together, buuut I still have to make nice with a few more patrons to appease Thomas. And unfortunately, itās a wager I canāt back out of. Head back now, and Iāll figure out a way to ditch the party and join you soon.ā
He grabs ahold of your shoulders and steers you towards the exit doors. Before you could turn around to protest, you see that annoying knowing smile on his face he knew you couldnāt refuse. Heās slightly leaned forward with a hand over his heart.
āI promise.ā
You finish adding the final touches of lip gloss and setting spray, admiring your work in the mirror. You start tidying the pile of makeup back into the vanity drawers, when suddenly, you feel a pair of gentle hands glide across your back, making you flinch.
"Don't move. Your hair got stuck in your zipper again." he says lowly.
You should be used to this by now. Rafayel has always been there to help when wardrobe malfunctions arise. Itās not like he hasn't seen you more compromising positions before. But there was something about this level of intimacy that always made you nervous.
āI should really look into slip on garments, I guess." you reply sheepishly.
"Ooor, you could just ask for my help since we always end up here anyway. Just saying."
Holding the fabric taut, he firmly pulls on the tab but the zipper opens more easily than he expected. Your dress unraveled a little too far down, leaving your mid back exposed and lace bra in plain sight. He freezes for a moment. You catch a glimpse of his flushed expression in the vanity mirror. He clears his throat as he brushes your hair aside in attempt to zip you up.
"Sorry." he murmurs.
He takes his time adjusting the zipper, his gaze fixated on your back. He brushes your hair aside again and feels the lacey material graze his fingertips.
"Is this the same lingerie set you were wearing in that picture you sent me?" his voice dips into a deep, husky timbre. A perfect cross between primal and playful.
His hand unhurriedly wanders across your back stopping at the bra hook. You felt a heat rushing to your face nearly as warm as the palm of his hands. It was his now turn to peek at your flustered state in the mirror. Mirth in his eyes, he seizes the moment to tease you further.
He takes a step closer, one hand on your shoulder while the other traces the lace pattern with his fingers.
"I'll admit, I wasn't paying close attention to the design when you sent it. The rich, velvety mix of red and purple makes this Merlot colour on you as unforgettable as the wine itself." He leans closer, placing a soft kiss behind your ear. ear. A chill travels down your spine. Tiny bumps raise the hairs all over your body, pricking your skin before you shiver. He speaks above a whisper. "But seeing it in person...the floral pattern. The mesh..."
He makes eye contact with you through the mirror, his gaze dark and unmoving. He slowly slides one strap down your shoulder to get front view of the lacework. He drags his finger down the neckline and continues.
"The way it plunges juuust above a birthmark....here, yeah?" His finger slightly trembles as he toys with the centre gore.
"I remember you telling me we have the same birthmark. But I think mine is a little higher than where yours might be. But I donāt remember."
The suspense mixed with the heat prodding at your core was enough to make your breath hitch.
"The gala starts in 30 minuets." you try to deflect.
"It's a 10 minuet walk from here." he rebuts.
"You haven't seen the shoes I'm wearing..." a lull.
A phone rings, breaking the silence and tension between you.
That familiar ringtone reemerges into the night. The persistent ringing stirs you from your sleep and you wake up to your phone's alarm.
1:30 AM - [No new messages]
You sit up and look at the empty space in bed next to you. Rafayel should've been back two hours ago. You set the alarm to check on him if he hadn't come back by now. You sigh in frustration, still feeling the warmth from your reminiscence beneath the covers. Slightly embarrassed, you rush over to the dresser to grab a change of clothes and head to the bathroom.
While undressing, you can't help but replay what almost took place before the gala. There's an heir of confidence and mischief that always made foreplay with Rafayel slightly intimidating. It didn't matter who initiated, he'd always outmanoeuvre the opposition and there you were, right underneath him. You could kick yourself for chickening out yet again. What if the nerves or intimidation you feel is actually excitement?
Bending over to change, you notice another silhouette on the wall by the doorway. Startled, you turn to Rafayelācheeks flushed, eyes carrying the same dark intensity from before. With ragged breath, he stands before you slightly off balance.
You let out a sight of relief. "You scared the shit out of me! Why didn't you text that you were heading back?"
He takes a step towards you. "I thought you'd be asleep by then." his speech is slow and raspy.
"I did fall asleep, but woke up to check on you."
Another step. "I didn't get any messages."
"Well, I was about to, but I got...distracted."
He pulls your arm towards him, closing the distance. He rests his hands on your back finding your bra once again, softly fidgeting with the fabric.
"By planning to ambush me in lingerie?" His hand roams down the side of your arm to grab the unworn panties clenched in your fist.
"What's this?" His voice dips even deeper. He lowers his head till your foreheads meet, shaky breaths falling on the side of your face.
"Iā"
A scathing heat crashes onto your lips interrupting whatever lie you were about to tell him.
"Need me to make sure your hair won't get caught in this too?ā he teases. Another kiss reaches your lips with more fervor, hands cradling your neck as the two of you move further into the bathroom.
Breaking free from your kiss. He nuzzles the side of your face.
"The exhibit is over. Sooo, there's no reason not to continue where we left off, yeah?" he coaxed.
"Where did we leave off?" you play along. And that was all the confirmation he needed to help free you of your inhibitions. He lifts you from your legs and sets you on the sink counter. Your noses touch, then he turns his head breathing harder down the side of your neck.
"I was admiring the lacework and we were about to compare birthmarks."
He starts to unbutton his shirt with one hand and unhooks your bra with the other. A fierce blush spreads from his ears, cheeks and neck. Eyes focused on your bare chest. His hand crawls up from your waist to caress your breast. He lowers himself to kiss the birthmark on the centre of your chest making you heave. He muffles a laugh through his nose.
"Hm. I was right. Mine is higher."
He returns to your lips as he brings both hands to knead your breats, sweeping his thumbs over its peaks. You tilt your head back head back in pleasure and he abandons your lips to leave a trail of very wet kisses down your body. From your neck, to the same spot between your breasts, to below your belly button. He loops his fingers around the waistband of your panties and pulls you closer to his face.
"I'm sorry I kept you waiting so long. How can I make it up to you, cutie?" Before you can respond, he spreads your legs apart and starts another trail of kisses from your knee to along your inner thigh. Youāre reduced to a string of soft moans.
"Like this?" he coos.
More kisses travel up your inner thigh. Tongue swirling as he reaches closer and closer to the centre. You yelp in surprise and arch your back into the sink faucet.
"Right. I forgot you can't keep still. Hold on."
He carries you bridal style back into the bedroom and gently lays you on the edge of the bed. He hands you a pillow to rest your head as he kneels before you to place your legs over his shoulders.
"There. Are you comfortable?" he asks while rubbing circles on your knee. You smile softly and nod.
āGood. Now I can continueā¦ā
Wet kisses trail even further up inner thigh, each dote travels from one leg to the other. Tongue swirling with a kiss as he reaches the inner most part where your hips and thighs meet. Sloppy kisses turn to slow deliberate licks on your outer folds. Panties already damp from the flashbacks and teasing before. He pulls the hem of your panties taut, giving your sensitive bud more sensation as it twitches against the fabric in anticipation. Another lick, then kiss is placed closer to your centre on either side of your lips. He pauses with half-lidded eyes to admire the state of you. The long wet stain of your mesh lace panties and your bud peaking through.
āYouāre so needy for meā he murmurs, ghosting your entrance.
He bunches at your panties and pulls the fabric even tighter ā almost fully exposing your soaked core, and with a flat tongue presses one slow, long lick up the center. You arch your back as you let out a long breathy moan.
āMmm?ā he taunts. āYou sound so pretty. Speak up, cutie.ā
Finally, sliding the string of fabric to the side, he collects the evidence of your arousal pooled at your entrance. He moans in satisfaction at the taste of you. Eyes closed, savouring the flavour, he laps you up again; encasing his lips on your clit with a gentle suck.
With shaky hands and trembling legs, you manage to lift yourself closer to his face to slide down your ruined panties, granting him full access to your aching core.
āSo impatient. All you had to do was ask.ā he teases. Long featherlight licks to your clit, change to fast, firm flickering, then back to sloppy wet kisses.
āBe honest cutieā¦ā a kiss. āYou were wet for me, before I got back, werenāt you?ā Another kiss. āThe other set of panties?ā
āMmhā ah! Yes!ā you cry shakily.
You can feel the smirk on his lips through his ministrations. āI knew it.ā he replied. āI can still taste your yearning from before. Itās not as sweet as you are now though,ā he continues, dragging your body closer.
āLet me taste more of you...ā
His tongue, skillful and diligent, continues to focus on your sensitive bud, lapping you up and down repeatedly. Drooling over your nectar, he gathers more of the slick from your entrance just to slurp you up over and over. Never forgetting to suck your clit before sliding back down again.
He takes notice of how you clench after each suck. Your grip tightening on his hair and shoulders. Your moans once high pitched and breathy, now erupt deep from your diaphragm. He continues sucking while firm circles roll around your clit. Your eyes begin to mist as the all the tension in your body dissipates and recenters to your stomach.
Writhing underneath him, he steadies your hips to anchor you for your release. Gasping between each word, you try to push him away before the dam breaks.
āWaitā ! Raf! I thināā
Your hips buck forward, unleashing a stream of your essence into his mouth. A squeal gets caught in your throat as he draws out a low moan. Like a fish unfazed by rough waters, he continues swimming upstream. You squeeze your thighs around his head and dig your nails into the back of his shoulders - your back arching and rounding in the euphoria of your climax.
He continues to eat you through your orgasm with languid swirls, cleaning up the evidence between your legs. He plants a final loving kiss on your overstimulated bud before forging a new trail of kisses up your body.
āSo beautiful,ā he says slowly, looking up at you in admiration. He grabs your hands and interlaces your fingers.
āWatching my dear, sweet hunter succumb to her needs by letting me help her. Drinking from her fountainā¦ā he plants a kiss on your mons.
āI was a great help, yeah?ā a kiss on your abdomen. āDonāt you thinkā¦ā another on your birthmark āI deserve some praise?ā One kiss to your breast āfor being suchā¦ā one to the other āa good boy?ā ending with the same searing wet kiss that got you into this mess.
āI havenāt finished making it up to you yet. Buuuut, some encouragement might help pay my debts quicker. Why donāt we help each other?ā He stands up, grabbing your legs to wrap around him.
āAlright then. Where do we start, āgood boy?āā you reply.
āTell me how I make you feel.ā Thereās a new sense of sincerity in his voice. He pulls your hand and glides it down his chest. Taken back the sudden switch in power, you hesitate before committing yourself.
āā¦You make me feel so good, Raf.ā He softly groans in response, eyes closed with knitted brows. You continue to caress his chest while guiding his free hand to feel your remaining damp heat. You gasp at the familiar sensation āNo one makes me this wet. You always know just how I like it.ā you whisper.
His breath hitches. He glides his hand downward, gathering the wetness to draw circles onto your clit. Your hips jerk forward leaning into his touch. āAh! See?ā you relish.
āYeah, and what else?ā he asks, carefully prodding his middle finger to your entrance. You lean your head back, humming in satisfaction.
āI need you. Need to feel you. All of you.āyou whine. He grabs your face and pulls you into a long passionate kiss. The annoying trickster did it again. Had to you pliant under his touch and begging for him, despite the new advantage. You break from his kiss and hurriedly loosen his belt to unzip his pants. He presses his forehead on your shoulder, groaning as you steadily roll the latex down his length.
Adjusting the pillow, he lays you on your side, wrapping an arm around your waist as he comes from behind and rubs his length against your wet folds. Aligning himself, he enters slowly. You share an audible sigh at the stretch. āYou fit me so perfectly.ā he says, kissing your temple. He keeps his pace slow, hips rolling forward in search of your rhythm. Though it doesnāt take long to find that sweet spot, as he hits it with every pump. He slightly quickens his movements, his breath growing louder in attempt to hide his moans. The way he fills you so nicely paired with the pretty sounds he makes was enough to make your toes curl.
You needed to hear more of him. His thrusts grow deeper and you squeeze around him, welcoming the sensation. His face scrunches as he lets out his first audible whimper. You lean your head back to kiss him. He rolls another deep thrust into you and moans into your mouth, the sounds making you wetter.
āMore. I need more, Raf. Please.ā you beg.
He rolls you onto your back and pumps into you faster, no longer holding back his moans. You grip the sheets beneath you to brace yourself for your next orgasm. You feel warm hands grabbing yours to place them to his waist.
āHold on to me instead, cutie.ā
He lifts your legs, grabbing onto the back of your thighs and positions himself further into you. The tip now grazing your cervix, your vision starts to blur. Heās talented in every sense of the word. The stroke of his hips on par with the stroke of his paintbrush. So steady, so fluid, so delicious. Every motion hitting all the right buttons. Your whines and whimpers, quickly turn into slutty moans.
āSuch a beautiful symphony.ā He leans down to kiss your collarbone. āKeep going.ā
And he's right. Like a conductor, the sounds you make are impacted by the tempo and vigor of his ministrations. Together you arrange a beautiful sound. Feeling yourself fall, you tilt your head back and hips forward, like youāre levitating. A deep guttural sound leaves your body.
āThere she is.ā he coos.āMy cutie coming apart for me.ā He slows down to a single deep thrust, scooping one hand to support your neck. Your body quivers beneath him, your legs involuntarily sprawled out.
āJust what my princess deserves. To feel like this every time. So pretty. So softā¦ā his pace quickening, not too far from his own release.
Hearing your steady climax, his rhythm āonce fast and legatoāstutters into staccato, each movement coaxing soft whines and whimpers as his movements dampen.
For a moment, the two of you are still. You feel him twitching inside you before he lazily collapses into your embrace. A moment passes, then he rolls over onto his back -hair sticking to his forehead from the sweat. You turn to your side staring at him lovingly. You reach forward to fix his bangs, but he catches your hand and gives it a kiss. He places your hand back on his head and pulls you into his embrace.
āYou really see me.ā you say hoarsely while coming through his hair.
He quirks his brow and chuckles softly. āOf course I do, cutie.ā
āI mean it. Since weāve been together, but especially tonight. From my clothing mishaps, to my discomfort, my restlessnessā¦my needs.ā you reply shyly, drawing patterns on his chest.
āAm I that obvious?ā you ask. A gentle kiss presses your check.
āYouāre obvious to me, because you always capture my attention. You saw how dull that party was. It was hard not to notice anything or anyone else.ā
āOh.ā You were expecting some sort of joke before the sincerity. Youāre left speechless for a second.
āThank you for seeing me. And youāre right, that gala was pretty boring.ā
āHmm? I didnāt quite catch that?āNow thatās three for three. Bastard.
āYou were right and I underestimated you. Happy now?ā you deadpan.
āVery.ā he chimed.
He tightens his arms around you and nuzzles into your neck. His bangs and the breaths from his nostrils tickle your skin and you burst into giggles. āStop nuzzling me!ā you yell, squirming to break free. He loosens his grip, not quite letting you go and holds you for a moment. Eyelashes brush against your cheek for a moment longer before he sits up and puts his arm around your shoulder. You hold hands leaning back against the headboard.
āSince you forfeited, how ābout that song?ā
āAs you wish. What kind of song do you want to hear?ā he asks.
āHow about a love song to commemorate the night?ā you request.
He clears his throat, then theatrically hums an instrumental introduction, before earnestly singing lyrics in his native tongue.
āWait, how do I know thatās not a real Lemurian song?ā you question.
āYou donāt.ā he says plainly. You playfully nudge your shoulder into him. āRafayelā¦.ā you warn.
āOkaaay, okay.ā he concedes.
He continues in the same tune, now in English. The lyrics are somewhat clever, but mostly silly. The blended sounds of his singing and your laughter connected like music notes, composing another beautiful symphony.
źØļø A/N: Thanks for reading! I still don't love how this is written, but I had to just accept that first attempts are always flawed. I tend to get good feedback on Rafayel posts, so I truly hope I was able to do him justice. I kept thinking of Venus as a Boy by Bjork when writing this, and I think that song suits him well despite him being more Poseidon than male Venus but whatever. THIS WAS SO HARD TO WRITE. And it took an embarrassingly long time to finish so any interaction/comments/feedback is greatly appreciated!
ā¤ dividers: strangergraphics, kaitsawamura, and diviniyae
An impromptu two parter of me just spitballing (Pt. I for reference). This started out as a cutesy mini headcanon post for Rafās bday, but quickly grew into hyper specific romantic scenarios and wishful thinking. Itās still probably clear who my mains are š but I did my best to showcase the humility in all LIs
ā¤ Disclaimer: Iām quite happy with the intimate headcanons from my initial post and truthfully couldnāt expand too too much without basically repeating myself from last time. So with the exception of Caleb, thereās a bit less spicy bullets this go-round :/
ā¤ Tags: 18+, MDNI, *slight spoilers depending on affinity level or personal progress in main story +myths, fluff, mostly gender neutral, but written with an afab + fem!reader in mind
ā¤ Word count: 2.1k (mostly proofread)
Xavier
SFW
ā§ Eats the raisins you pick out of the trail mix
ā§ Always draws stars next to your name when writing you letters/cards
ā§ Bookstore dates. At every visit, you pick one of your favourite books to read for each other
ā§ After begging him tirelessly to teach you a song, *any song* on the piano, he mischievously chose āHeart & Soulā
ā§ Saves every voicemail/voice note. He often replays them to stay sane on dangerous solo missionsĀ
ā§ On top of that, he made a bunny plushie version of you at one of those 'Build-A-Bear' type shops and used one of your voice notes . He sleeps with it on nights he can't sleep withĀ you
ā§ Sprays more cologne on his hoodies knowing you love the scent. He also thinks the extra spritz of fragrance will ward off other men since he knows you borrow his clothes. Itās his silent way of marking whatās his
ā§ Loves making you blush. He didn't get enough time to court you in the past timeline on Philos, so heĀ seizes every opportunity to (quite effortlessly) rizz you up to see your flushed expression
NSFW
ā§ [canonically makes bolder moves to see how youād react āsecret times lvl 165]
ā§ Game head. He gets a bit of an adrenaline rush if you do it while heās online
ā§ Doesnāt give not one shit about how loud you guys are. He probably prefers sex on the couch on the off chance Charlie might be passing through the hallway
ā§ Though I still think heās pretty quiet, he becomes a bit of a whiny mess when youāre edging him
ā§ A gripper. Grabs on your ass during cowgirl, your chest during missionary, your hips/thighs during doggy, etc
ā§ Sprained his neck from holding your hips down and guiding you when you sat on his face. It left him smirking throughout his recovery. Every painful twitch was a pleasant reminder of a job well doneĀ
ā§ Has the fastest pace ot5. He moves at lightning speed when batting wanderers, so he probably moves at a back breaking break neck speed while inside of youĀ
ā§ After rewatching the 'No Restraint' card on YouTubeā¦ *sweats* heās got magic fingers. Iāll put it like this and move on: firm, tiny circles š«
Caleb
SFW
ā§ 10+ hours long face time calls
ā§ Would actually be pretty decent at the claw machine if he wasn't such a massive cheater
ā§ Utility man. He's your personal chauffer, home chef, alarm clock, umbrella, trainer, handyman, and so on. He strives to be the perfect emergency contact
ā§ Has definitely seen those videos of couples trying to recreate yoga poses and had you try with him (would probably cheat using his evol)
ā§ Bounces his leg if you scratch that one spot on his head when you play with his hair
ā§ You always end up sitting on his lap when cuddling watching tv or reading peacefully togetherĀ
ā§ Holds pinkies more often than holding hands
ā§ Super athletic and adventurous dates i.e. zip lining, skydiving, paragliding, kayaking, hiking, etc. Heās patient, encouraging, and talks you through the scariest parts of the activity and rewards you with several kisses in between telling you how brave you were
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ā§ Hands down has the roughest sex regularly ot5
ā§ Mile high club
ā§ Orgasm denial + overstimulationĀ
ā§ LOUD, TALKATIVE, and MESSYĀ
ā§ Sloppy eater
ā§ He expects a sloppy eater in return. Is probably the type to grab your head and start guiding you when heās closeĀ
ā§ Ik I said Xavier was bossy, but this man? His gravity evol? His colonel position? CONTROL FREAK
ā§ Likely has the biggest āSirā kink
ā§ While I do think he aligns slightly more with booktok Sylus, I canāt see where degradation would fit with their dynamic. Youāre the very thing he wants to shield and protect. Why would he degrade what he cherishes?
ā§ On the softer side, heās the type to melt into your touch. Thereās true devotion in his eyes (and heart) when youāre making love
ā§ On the days where heās not rough, the sex is more sensual and almost tantricĀ
ā§ Will always find a way to be physically closer to you during the act. Whether itās putting his forehead on yours, burying his face in your neck, hugging your waist, or simply holding handsĀ
ā§ You both probably cried (happy tears) after your first time. Being intimate felt like a confirmation from the universe that you knew each other more than words could express. There was no trial and error, you just knewĀ
Sylus
SFW
ā§ Hot air balloon rides
ā§ Monogram matching robes
ā§ Secret fan of game shows. He thinks theyāre hilariousā or in his words āhighly amusingā
ā§ Bought you a birdhouse + birdfeeder for your apartment after he noticed you birdwatching on the last dateĀ
ā§ Purposely chooses horror films on movie nights on the chance youāll hold onto him and hide your face in his chest. Heāll laugh and make some remark about being hurt that youād use him as a shield, but will hold you tighter and soothe you later in the night when youāre too scared to sleep
ā§ Random slow dances. In the kitchen on the nights you make dinner together; in his study while music emits from his record player; in the bathroom, sleepily swaying side to side while lazily brushing your teethĀ
ā§ Whenever you're holding hands, he often aimlessly draws random shapes on your ring finger
ā§ I think all the LADS men have a default position they fall into when getting close or snuggling up. For Sylus, itās resting his chin on your shoulder. Itās the perfect place to capture your scent plus, he can hear and feel your heartbeat. Of course heāll playful bite or nuzzle into your neck, but he rests his head there because itās most familiar and comforting to him and his old dragon form
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ā§ Road headĀ
ā§ Mile high club
ā§ Eye contactĀ
ā§ Has a secluded sex dungeon even Luke & Kieran donāt know about
ā§ Due to the nature of his job, I donāt think heād engage in explicit sexting. Too many people on his case and has probably dealt with his fair share of hackers. If one of your messages/photos/videos leaked anywhere, it would be the end of the N109 zone and the world as we know itĀ
ā§ That being said, if he wants to make home movies, itās done with a vintage film camera to ensure the utmost privacy
ā§ More of a grunter and groaner than a moaner. The few times he does moan, is when heās buried between your legs
ā§ I actually think heād be into role play. He likes how you always keep him quick on his feet in your relationship, and will often humour and indulging in the change of pace. Heād like this even more in the bedroom
ā§ Chuckles to himself and humours you whenever you suggest 69ing bc he knows youāll inevitably just lay there with his dick idle in your hands, while you whimper on top of him
ā§ Stamina coach. His methods for overstimulation are twofold. While he loves the state of you withering and coming completely undone, he also does this to help you expand your limitations and enjoy each other for as long as he can go. I already said heās a pleasure dom, but heās a pleasure dom with a purpose
Zayne
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ā§ Botanical garden tours
ā§ Couples ice skating during the holiday seasonĀ
ā§ Uses his surgical skills to patch up injured plushies [x]Ā
ā§ He may or may not have added an extra rest day or two in your doctorās note to Jenna so he can spend more time with you. Heāll deny it and insist you need the additional rest, and who better to take care of you other than your doctor?
ā§ Thereās something about the way he holds your hand thatās sickeningly sweet. Gentle, slightly cool to the touch that warms up quickly, with loving caresses
ā§ Surprised you to a dessert degustation for your anniversary. Each dish is a highlight of the standout desserts you tried over the year
ā§ Occasional late night strolls along the river. He passively recalls scenes from the western dramas you watch and (successfully) tries skipping rocks
ā§ Enjoys exploring artistic outlets with you. Often suggests different workshops to try i.e. stained glass studios, culinary classes, candle making, terrarium building, etc
ā§ A bit needy nowadays. To experience a love he never knew he could have, makes him hold your hand a little more tightly, hug you a few seconds longer and kiss you twice as many times as he did before
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ā§ Much like Sylus, heās also big on eye contact (when heās in control)
ā§ Literally the cutest thing ever when you go down on him. Heāll keep his composure, and lustfully tell you what he wants, but gets so flustered and stuttering as the pleasure builds and he gets close
ā§ Truthfully, I donāt like to compare Zayne and Caleb all that much, but the love making between you two is also very tantric
ā§ If you listen to the way he kisses you, itās pretty similar to how he eats you. When completely drunk off your juices, itās like heās breathing you in. Thereās a desperation to his licks and kisses, feening for the taste of your nectar
ā§ Heās also the type to spell out his name with his tongue over and over again. Think of it as a spell. He needs to hear you call to him
ā§ Incredibly patient. Foreplay isnāt some tit for tat curtesy thing, itās important to him. Heās less of a tease and more methodical. "Relax into my arms. No, I'm not bullying you. I need you to come for me again. You should always warm up before stretching, and I don't want to hurt you so please, come for me love. Can you do that for me?"
ā§ A stickler for clear communication. You must speak in full complete sentences. Itās not enough to say just say āPlease.ā What exactly are you pleading him to do?
ā§ Slight exhibitionist. Heāll never allow you to get caught, but likes the challenge of finding the quickest ways to cover your mouthā using his hand, tie or lips to stifle your moans
Rafayel
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ā§ Hates going in hot springs, saunas, or jacuzzies. Heāll say he feels like a boiling crab
ā§ Asked to keep your first completed sketchbook that are filled with many one on one art lessons with him
ā§ Canāt sleep if some semblance of you isnāt with him. Will literally drag or carry you to the couch so he can take a nap. You donāt have to nap with him, just lay next to him and stroke his hair
ā§ Apart from Moments, youāre the only one heās following on all socials
ā§ Always responds with a stream of texts in all caps and several emojis when you send him a selfieĀ
ā§ His biggest artistic aspiration is to find just the right pigments/colours that encapsulates you. Next is finding a colour palette that encapsulates both of youĀ
ā§ Used to think you were mocking him when you took him on aquarium dates
ā§ Your pearl engagement ring was made from the tears he cried while drafting his proposal speech [x]
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ā§ Next to Sylus, heās a comfort king. Making sure you have enough pillows underneath you during missionary; repositioning you when he notices your head leaning off the edge of the bed; several consent check ins; "my hands aren't too cold, right?"; taking over when your legs start to tire out from riding him, etc
ā§ Unpopular opinion, I think heās the most into period sex out of the five. You really think a MERMAN is scared of the red sea???
ā§ Speaking of which, heās extra sensitive to your scent and the way you feel when youāre on your cycle. Though he wonāt necessarily initiate anythingĀ
ā§ Has you take the week off for Ebb Day. Youāll need the extra down time and heās more than happy to spend the rest the week caring for you till you're back in good health
ā§ On particularly intenseā passionate rounds, he starts swearing/speaking in Lumerian
ā§ Pretty gentle with you when you go down on him. Heās usually holding your hair back, softly running his fingers through your strands or caressing the back of your neckĀ
ā§ The biggest tease when heās eating you out and MEAN about it too. Giggling when you mewl. That annoying "mmm?ā when you start to get louder. "Speak up, cutie."
ā§ Best stroke game. Ik I said this last time, but Iām dying on this hill. Dizzying backshots, frontshots, sideshotsā literally whatever position youāre in, his hips are steady, fluid, and unrelenting
źØļø A/N: Thanks for reading š¤ these lists were a bit harder to make this time ngl. Quite a few bullets from pt. I are now canonā which Iām happy about ofc, but it made it harder to bounce around new ideas since thereās fewer āwhat ifsā. Itās probably best to end this series here tbh. But Iām definitely open to different content suggestions to post next!
Iāve said it before: Thereās really no such a thing as small gestures when it comes to Sylus. Hereās some romantic hcs heād likely do to spoil you.
ā¤ Tags: fluff, established relationship, alcohol tw, Sylus x gn! reader,
ā¤ Word count: 365
ā¢ Every mission he letās you join ends with a romantic getaway in a neighbouring city
ā¢ Shopping sprees are light work. Online wishlists? Taken care of. The only top you like at the boutique is a size too big? Heāll buy it and schedule a fitting with his tailor. The purse you want has a waitlist? Heāll quietly step forward to show the associate his platinum card thatās under a different alias and youāre magically on the top of the list
ā¢ Even better, he takes note of the sold out vintage pieces you saved on a few reseller apps and uses his network to get everything you werenāt able to bid for
ā¢ Fine dining. You eat at Michelin restaurants, pĆ¢tisseries, or have professionally home cooked mealsā no in between
ā¢ Treats you to champagne and dessert on his yacht to end the night on your birthday. You later come to find out youāre at the very spot you first saw fireworks with him (Nightplumes) and soon enough, a light show of your own appears
ā¢ Persistently accommodates to your living preferences when you stay at his place. He makes note to adjust to things like room temperature, food brands, thread count sheets, home fragrances, etc bc he wants you to associate familiarity and a sense of home with him
ā¢ Helicopter tours that eventually lead to a private island seaside dinnerā or rooftop dinner
ā¢ Private concerts booking some of your fav artists
ā¢ Horseback riding along the sunset beach for a late picnic
ā¢ Buying out restaurants, salons and movie theaters to truly have alone time with you
ā¢ On every anniversary, he (privately) publishes a small book of sonnets and poems from his collection that remind him of you
źØļø A/N: Thanks as always for reading the whole way through! I know his love is beyond the materials. At its core, these grand gestures are an elaborate way to spend time together. Iām just pushing myself to write more. Iāll have to come back to the pure, non-flashy ways heād express love, bc heās so incredibly sweet. I just need to get into the habit of writing more and taking the Lās as they come.
ā¤ Additional fic dividers by @/Saradika-graphics!
He'd be the most entertaining knowing how you bore easily. From card games, to video games, to tv marathons, the first few days of recovery fly by.
Insisted you get the procedure done in Skyhaven so you can recover at his place, itās a lot roomier anyway
Is in stitches laughing on the ride home as you both joke around while youāre still high from the anesthesia
Bought a special recliner for you to sleep on the first night post op
Very attentive caretaker; routinely fluffing your pillows, changing your gauze, and refilling your glass of waterĀ
Likes the challenge of cooking a āno solid foodsā meal
Is absolutely teasing you over how swollen your cheeksĀ are
Still makes a point to tell you how beautiful you are
Boy, can this man YAPĀ
He knows he can be quite chatty, but canāt resist annoying you a little when you canāt talk back. āā¦ThereĀ wasĀ thatĀ oneĀ time I lost a bet with Gideon, but thatās a story for another day. Iāve been talkinā your ear off for 10 minutes.ā āmmph..ā āWhatās that? You wanna hear more about the bet?Ā Ā OkayyyĀ pipsqueekā¦ā
Massages your temples when the pain meds wear off before you can take them againĀ
Ends up falling asleep next to you in the giant recliner during a Food Network marathonĀ
Rafayel
Rafās probably the most smothering of the five since he admits heās not the best at taking care of others and would be mortified if he had any part of your recovery not going well. Heās a lavish man after all, your comfort is important to him.
You resting anywhere other than his California king bed is out of the question!
Is incredibly gentle and soothing when changing out your gauze; lots of words of encouragement
Constantly checking in to make sure youāre comfortableĀ
Tries really hard not to laugh when he uses bags of frozen vegetables as cold compress on your cheeks. Says you look like a cute puffer fishĀ
Keeps forgetting you shouldnāt talk for the first 24 hours but then gets mad when you try answering him when he asks you somethingĀ
Is really excited for the next couple of days when you can eat more solid foods. Heās been meaning to make you a special fish soup he discovered on one of his exhibitions abroadĀ
Drew a tiny sketch of you as a sleeping puffer fish during your nap
Would literally fan you if you felt too hotĀ
Loses kitty cards on purposeĀ
Since he has you bedridden, he bought several magazines to take silly quizzes bc āThatās what they do in the movies, yeah?ā
Zayne
Easily the most equipped to take care of you in this situation letās be fr. Heās firm, yet gentle and your downtime is quick and painless.
Has you on a tight schedule: nap, rinse, gauze, meds, nap, rinse, eat, gauze, repeat
You donāt even bother trying to speak. He already had a white board and marker placed on your nightstand when you got home from surgery
Has you pick whatever drama you want to watch when you finally slept off the anesthesiaĀ
Is even more lenient with the amount of sweets you can have since smoothies are the only āhealthyā meal you can eat right after surgeryĀ
Is really all cuddles outside of the strict routine of dressing your wounds/taking meds
Shadow puppet show (again š„²)
Lots and lots of kisses! Cheeks, forehead, eyelids, nose; he just wants you to get better
Places his hands on your cheeks and uses his evol as a cold compress just this once
Secretly counting down the days til he can properly kiss you againĀ
Is still a workaholic and reviewing reports on his laptop, but takes your temporary silence as an opportunity to listen to some of your favourite music together. In a way, itās like youāre still talking to him
Xavier
He's no medical professional by any means, but he's not as clueless as he lets on. When it comes to your safety and well being, he takes looking after you pretty seriously. Under his care, you get the most sleep you've gotten in your life.
Sets up the pull out couch so you wonāt have to walk around as much
Still brought you flowers and a āGet well soonā card, despite the fact that heās the one taking care of youĀ
Thinks you look especially cute with swollen cheeks and surrounded your sleeping form with plushies mid napĀ
Is especially proud of himself for making you breakfast and dinnerā itās really hard to mess up instant oatmeal and mashed potatoesĀ
It takes everything within him not to poke your cheeks and say āchubby bunnyā
Chooses to play collaborative 2-player games bc he knows you hate it when he lets you win
Gets in bed to join in on your (med induced) naps
Has you snuggle his waist as you two look through comic books
Follows along with your mushy diet because heād feel so bad eating solid foods in front of you
Thought refrigerating a face mask would be a relaxing alternative to cold compress packs (and of course he tried one too)
Sylus
Full on princess treatment. Quite literally wouldnāt let you lift a finger. Itās as if you had hip replacement surgery.
Refuses to let you walk, even after the anesthesia wears off. He carries you to any and every room
He knows itās a minor surgery, but it didnāt stop him from buying the fluffiest pillows, comfiest weighted blankets, plushiest robe, and smoothest silk eye maskĀ
Brushes/ plays with your hair while you sleepĀ
Despite your temporary dietary restrictions, you still eat like a Michelin inspector thanks to his private chef
Spoon feeds youĀ
Is the only LI aside from Caleb who can understand your muffled speechĀ
Programmed Mephisto to set reminders to take your meds and switch out your gauze
Tucks you in *every time* you decide to lay back in bed
Turned one of his rooms into a spa. Dark, yet calming from the soft lighting of candles, crystal singing bowls from a white noise machine, and aromatherapyĀ
Relishes in you earnestly needing his help
Bought out a full service salon for the next day to give you every service they offer
Trying this again since Tumblr restricted my account for some reason š so any interaction is greatly appreciated !
But Iām caught up with Caleb fr this time bc I didnāt know there was another 4 star card. Itās truly a great time to be a Caleb main bc Infold has given yāall a FEAST. Iām not confident with any nsfw hcs quite yet. We need a few more secret times audios iykwim. Caleb girlies, lmk how accurate this is!
tags: headcanon; fluff; hint of suggestiveness; slight angst; mostly gn, but lean towards an afab + fem!reader
šPushup kisses (duh)
š Has you sit on his back while you count his pushups
š Chopped/Food Network marathons
š Such shows inspire you two make up your own at home food competition
š Popcorn fights during movie nights
š Very competitive; even with the little things like racing each other to the car or front door
š Often cheats with his evol when playing games
š Slight daredevil in games of truth or dare but will never do anything to jeopardise his or your safety
šHas definitely played fruit ninja
š Piggyback rides
š Has you sit on his shoulders during music concerts/festivals
š Squeezes your knee during quiet lulls in public places bc he knows youāre laugh will break the silence
š Is honestly probably the best of LIs to cheer you up or soothe you from the falls of depressive relapse
š You two were raining champions of chicken (pool game) in grade school
š Play fighting/wrestling; which sometimes goes left and gets really suggestive
š After much back and forth, he wonāt try and dictate what you wear, but will be staring daggers and holding you close when anyone looks at you for too long
š Basically youāre personal chauffeur, he likes long rides with you
š Kisses at red lights
š You two were technically each otherās first kiss, but it happened inorganically at a party (from games like spin the bottle, suck and blow (card game), truth or dare, etc)
š Often reminisces about cherished childhood memories, but particularly ups the ante around Zayne to make him jealous
š For how controlling he can be, he holds back quite a lot when you two argue. In the end, he sets his pride aside to make up and come to an understanding
š Pulled a few strings with his colleagues at the fleet to skywrite āWill you be my girlfriend?ā
Synopsis- How Zayne and Caleb would one up each other when all three of you reconnect
tags: headcanon, jealousy; angst, no comfort :ā( mostly gn, but some hcs imply an afab+ fem! reader
I donāt know if the LIās will ever officially interact with each other in-game, but if they did, this is how Iād imagine Caleb and Zayneās relationship dynamic
Iād imagine theyād make jabs at each other based on time spent vs time lost and sometimes using their own expertise as leverage. Theyāre both quite decorated in carriers especially being so young. Both try very hard to keep things amicable. Theyāre alike in many ways, and the feeling of responsibility to care for you is no exceptionā¦
- When youāre sad, Zayne would try lending a listening ear but before he can respond, Caleb chimes in with just the right words and inside jokes to make you smile again.
- When youāre getting ready for dinner, Caleb would be in the kitchen preparing your old favourites, then Zayne hovers over advising the best food substitutes as he reminds Caleb of your heart condition.
- When youāre suddenly feeling under the weather, Zayne would have you lay down and go to fetch a blanket, but Caleb steps, pillows and a blanket in hand explaining that you always need 3 pillows and a fuzzy blanket to help you fall asleep on sick days. He follows up with turning on the TV and choosing your twoās favourite comfort movie.
- On an afternoon stroll in the park, youād stop and admire the blue hydrangeas, leading you and Caleb to reminisce about the many summers spent together. Zayne would then passively recall that one summer day all three of you spent at the florist shop and mentions the bushes he has of the same blue hydrangeas in his backyard (did anyone else clock that?!) and invites you to pick your own bouquet on your way back.
- At the start of your picnic, you pull out an apple and excitedly ask Zayne to show you how he peels it in one go. While he does this, Caleb examines the species of apple and goes on about how sweet and thoughtful you were to bring his favourite. He then remembers the exact orchard your class field trip went to when he first tried that specific Asiatic apple, and says heāll take you there to go apple picking come autumn.
- On snow days, youād sometimes visit the ski lodge. Caleb being a natural athlete, picks up on it pretty quickly. He hates to see you struggle, so he has the both of you back onto the small slopes. Zayne later passes by holding his and your snowboard, saying something along the lines of āThat should be enough training for today. We did come here to have fun, and it would be hard to do that if youāre already sore from just one activity.ā Heād then invite you to ride the ski lift to test if you still remember everything āCoach Zayneā taught you.
- During your cycle, Zayne would recommend and demonstrate the best stretches and positions to alleviate cramps, only for Caleb to walk in and insist the stretches he learned were the better alternative. Further explaining that he learned them from his fem colleagues during training for the Farspace Fleet.
- On one night with a vivid sky illuminated by the full moon and bright stars, the three of you lay on the grass searching for constellations. Caleb would share memories of the first time you two saw Orionās Belt under the glass ceiling in grandmaās attic. Zayne stretches his arm out to you and suddenly feels the cool jade pendant he carved and begins to recall how beautiful the moon was the night he gave it to you. He then says a full moon is another one of the many things that remind him of you.
A/N: I often thought abt Zayne while completing Calebās story. I wondered if Caleb felt jealous at all when Zayne and MC reunited, and it led me to think about how all three of their relationships might have changed now that theyāre adults. It actually hurt writing this bc they both deserve the kind of love they have with MC :(
***If anyone who actually writes, decides to make a real fic from this pls tag me so I can read it! Iām not a writer, so Iām limited to little blurbs like these
*Minus Caleb only because his myth and cards aren't out yet, and I don't feel confident adding him when there's so much lore and little quirks we still don't know about him. I shall make a separate post for him if this goes well.
But Hi! This is my 1st hc so please go easy on me. I believe some of the bullet points on here are canon, but I canāt help talking abt how cute this all is š« I'm not the best writer and I tried so hard to be impartial, but you can probably still tell where my bias lies LOL
As always these are just my opinions!!
tags: headcanon, fluff, mostly gender neutral, but these lean towards an afab + fem!reader, 18+
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Disclaimer: I personally think all of them like praise, body worship and are humungous eaters. If the specifications aren't noted under your fav LI, it's because I didn't want this too become too redundant!
ā¢ Has definitely set up a date where you do that TikTok trend painting portraits of each other
ā¢ Hates the caricature you two posed for at the amusement park
ā¢ On more than one occasion you've (jokingly) threatened to frame said caricature at his gallery to shut him up during an argument
ā¢ Is an escape artist. He has a long history of being captured/on the run. Itās no wonder he could easily untie himself from your ropes
ā¢ I don't think we talk enough about how rich this man is, but I think he'd be quite into second hand fashion. Think runway archives, vintage designer pieces, custom couture, etc.
ā¢ Always drives over the speed limit
ā¢ Will never tease you during your art lessons with him
ā¢ THE best bf to take pictures of you for your social media accounts. Heād suggest different poses while contorting himself in odd positions on the ground just to get the perfect angle
ā¢ Sings you to sleep
ā¢ Surprisingly good at doing hair. If you need help dying, braiding, or putting your hair in rollers, he'd actually do a pretty good job.
ā¢ Created an entire album on his phone of candid photos he took when you weren't looking
ā¢ Also made a scrapbook of polaroids from all your scenic dates and vacations together, most of them are of you
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ā¢ Heās a mermaid. He is the motion of the ocean. The hip movements? Stamina? Best (and prettiest) dick game goes to him, Iām sorry.
ā¢ LOUD, noisy, and talkative. Starts to ramble when heās close
ā¢ Wax play? [in the submissive]
ā¢ Nipple play [in the submissive]
ā¢ Edging + Milking
ā¢ I think his open vulnerability makes people think heās more sub leaning, but some of itās for show
ā¢ Because of your bond, heāll submit; but heāll do it in such a way that youāre right where he wants you to effectively make the switch
ā¢ Make no mistake, he doesnāt mind subbing from time to time. He loves seeing you on top of him, using his body. He feels a sense of accomplishment being a vessel for your pleasure
ā¢ There was a tweet that explained how Raf would be a bit of a bully as a dom, but in the best way (recommended read)
ā¢ Chuckles and coos at you after each of your orgasms
ā¢ Isnāt into watersports, but gets a massive ego boost if you squ*rt
ā¢ Is sometimes overly arrogant about toys, but is also so obsessed with you, that he made you get molds of each other on the rare occasions youāre apart for too long
ā¢ Has asked his private chef for a one on one culinary lesson to impress you with a home cooked meal
ā¢ A patron and secret lover of the arts. Dabbles in the opera, theatre and certain musicals
ā¢ Heās*slightly* better at drawing and singing than he lets on, but loves taking the piss
ā¢ This man is so funny, but his life and profession is all too serious, making the small moments of banter more precious for the both of you
ā¢ Will also hum to lull you to sleep
ā¢ Secret polyglot
ā¢ His way of ending petty arguments with you is by throwing you over his shoulder and going to bed
ā¢ Retail therapy connoisseur
ā¢ Surprisingly handy
ā¢ He of course, only likes visiting Linkon to see you, but also likes your apartment. While itās microscopic in his eyes, he slowly understands what small things make a home feel cozy and tries to replicate that at his
ā¢ Heās intrigued by your self care sessions and will often indulge, joining in with the sheet masks, aromatherapy, massages and waxing (he likes the heat of the wax lol). Heāll put on a brave face and deny the pain, boasting about his high tolerance
ā¢ Spoils you in general, but especially when youāre sick or on your period
ā¢ Will carry you around just cause -much like a typical cat owner who loves to randomly pick up and cuddle their cat LOL
ā¢ Would buy out a restaurant for the night and have the orchestra play a medley of some of your favourite songs youāve discovered from his record collection
ā¢ Thereās really no such thing as small gestures with him
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ā¢ Marking
ā¢ Nipple play (giving and receiving)
ā¢ Blindfolds
ā¢ Certified munch; almost loves it more than penetrative sex
ā¢ AND HE 10000% HOLDS YOUR HANDS WHILE GOING DOWN ON YOUā WHY ISNT THIS WRITTEN MORE IN FICS
ā¢ Pleasure dom. Heās not sadistic or a bully when it comes to overstimulation (unlike Raf), heās the very definition of āwill talk you through itā
ā¢ Absolutely the type to coo at the sounds and faces you make. You could not look more adorable in his eyes
ā¢ Likes watching you solo
ā¢ Your satisfaction is his priority, so heās not intimidated by toys. That being said, he definitely owns a remote vibrator
ā¢ Phone sex. No question
ā¢ In addition to phone sex, he bought those long distance bluetooth coupleās toys that sync up with each other so itāll react to both of your movements in real time
ā¢ In the submissive, he really loves to see you in control of your own pleasure. Heāll encourage you to use him (eg face sitting, leg humping, cowgirl, etc)
ā¢ Slight masochist; those cuffs, paddles and chains are for him š heās curious to see how far youāll go. By the end of it all, heāll use his evol to free himself of whatever restraint heās under
ā¢As far as a degradation kink, I donāt see it for him, sorry. He adores you too much to call his sweetie a āslutā, āwhoreā, āfilthy,ā and so on
ā¢ Not as rough as he appears. Really the only time heās rougher than he realises, is when heās biting you
ā¢ If you want it more aggressive, youāll have to ask. Even then, heāll be cautious not to overdo it. The last thing he wants is to hurt you
ā¢ Itās canon he loves praise. Giving and receiving
ā¢ Low-key likes to carry you around and his fav way is by piggyback ride (loves being physically close to you and the way you cling to him)
ā¢ Will fast all day just for Hotpot or Brazilian steakhouse
ā¢ Is much better at baking than cooking
ā¢ Leaves you Post-it note love letters in places like mirrors, cabinets, and drawers, before he leaves after spending the night
ā¢ Unintentional comedian. He's sometimes taken aback by your laughter, but it only encourages him to keep talking just to hear it again
ā¢ He honestly loves sharing things with you; food, books, (his) hoodies, etc. He just doesnāt like sharing YOU
ā¢ Would plan a scavenger hunt date
ā¢ Is always playing coy because he knows it triggers your cuteness aggression
ā¢ The pettiest of petty when he's upset or threatened (look up his affinity lvl 140 video call)
ā¢ Sometimes stricter than Zayne when it comes to your health & recovery. He hates to see you over-exerting yourself after an injury and has scolded you before about taking it easy
ā¢ Loves to get ready for bed with you at the same time. Showering together, doing skincare together, brushing teeth together; whatever youāre doing heās either tagging along or sitting there watching you
ā¢ When heās spending the night, he can't fall asleep without you playing with his hair and holding hands
ā¢ Learned your favourite flower and has been secretly sneaking into Jeremiahās greenhouse planting and tending to a small bush of them to gift to you whenever
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ā¢ Thigh job
ā¢ Mating press
ā¢ Morning sex, specifically morning head (f receiving)
ā¢ While going down on you, he def seems like the type to keep going after youāve climaxed, but he slows down his movements, giving languid kisses to your center to help ride out the wave of pleasure vs intentional overstimulation (though he isnāt against that either)
ā¢ It seems that the consensus on here is that he's the best eater of the LIs? I don't necessarily disagree; I'm just not completely sure if that title goes to him quite yet
ā¢ The most primal and rough of the LIs. Hair pulling, choking (safely), spanking, leashes
ā¢ Also likes it when youāre rough with him
[I know I said I wasnāt confident making any hcs abt Caleb yet, but I have a slight hunch he rivals Xavier for most primal]
ā¢ Goes feral when you say his name
ā¢ This man is a dom, donāt let the puppy eyes and bunny ears fool you š
ā¢ He's not as noisy as he is talkative, especially during foreplay
ā¢ BOSSY
ā¢ I donāt put it past him to feel like heās in competition with vibrators. Heād rather him use one on you, but knows heās being irrational
ā¢ While heās not really into feet, heād suck toes during missionary to see how youād react
ā¢ Alternatively to Sylus, this man is comprised of small gestures that snowball (hehe) over time. One more meaningful than the next
ā¢ While he respects and admires your independence, he needs you to need him. Heāll never vocalise it, but he feels most useful and accomplished when you ask for his help
ā¢ Wonāt let you carry any bags when youāre out shopping, not even your purse
ā¢ Like Rafayel, he also has an album on his phone with pictures of mostly you. Though he feels odd taking your picture when youāre not looking, heās snuck in a photo or two when you were looking particularly lively mingling with the people at his work event
ā¢ Knows your go-to orders at all of your fav restaurants by heart
ā¢ Stargazing dates. When either of you are out of town for a while and are catching up on the phone before bed, heāll tell you to go outside and look at the moon
ā¢ After a long shift at work, heāll kneel by your side of the couch waiting for you to embrace him, hugging and nuzzling your waist
ā¢ He also secretly loves being the little spoon
ā¢ Subscribed to a delivery service that sends you flowers on your birthday every year
ā¢ Thereās something about Zayne that makes me think dogs absolutely LOVE him even though heās not particularly fond of their energetic nature
ā¢ Spoils you rotten when youāre on your period. Full princess treatment; plushie heating pads, full body massages, raspberry tea, and hand feeding you snacks. Basically Dr Zayne turns into Nurse Zayne
ā¢ Heās more lenient with your cravings, letting you have a small portion of desserts or snacks only after youāve finished your meal
ā¢ Loves your laugh but knows his dry wit wonāt always work, so heāll just tickle you if the joke doesnāt land
ā¢ Fell in love with you after the Drunken Intimacy card. It made him realise how much he likes holding you and tending to your needs
ā¢ Doesnāt even bother lecturing you about how bad high heels are for your joints and muscles anymore. He now keeps a pair of slippers in his car just in case you start to complain
ā¢ He can never resist the urge to kiss your cheek or forehead when he sees youāre fast asleep (Canon š„¹)
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ā¢ Has a weakness for lingerie, lace and stockings
ā¢ In the submissive, heād be just like the kitty butler in his card -the goodest of good boys
ā¢ ā¦Feet? Iām not sure if itās anything freaky. Kudos to whoever clocked that for sub! Zayne months prior to the kitty butler quad banner
ā¢ Soft dom, but not as gentle as his voice lets on. Heās already a bit strict with you in your relationship, and heās the same way in bed. How is he supposed to know what feels good if you donāt vocalise it?
ā¢ The only time heās pretty rough with you is when you provoke him. But he checks in with you to make sure he isnāt being too hard
ā¢ Once he loses his control, he gets a tiny bit greedy too (āWeāre not done here. Quitting halfway isnāt something I would doā āSilent Poem Secret Times)
ā¢ His methods of brat ātamingā arenāt anything over the top or domineering. Though he enjoys spanking, he thinks there are better lessons he could teach you to combat your brattiness
ā¢ Has definitely gone down on you and stopped altogether right before you climax as a form of punishment
ā¢ Shibari + Hitachi -girl run!
ā¢ Ice play
ā¢ Nipple play (giving and receiving)
ā¢ The size of your chest doesnāt really matter to him, he just really likes to hold and massage them. Itās his favourite way to keep his hands warm
ā¢ This man is so good with his hands and in more ways than one. The placement and movement of his hands in the Nightly Rendezvous card sent me into orbit. The body worship heād do is insane
ā¢ Needless to say heās the best at fingering
ā¢ Youāre irresistible to him. He breathes you into every kiss, deepening as your bodies continue to merge. Thereās no sex without passion, even the āquickiesā
ā¢ Quickies usually only happen when youāve teased or provoked him too far during (or on your way to) an event. Otherwise, he likes taking his time with you
ā¢ He knows your body like the back of his hand. Heās memorised what triggers the sounds, faces, and jolts your body makes
ā¢ Much like Xavier, he loves to hear you cry out his name
Why is he the only LI that doesnāt give us a little peck after we fall asleep??! š¤
Ik no cards, secret times or tender moments have been released for Caleb yet , but come on. Out of all the LIs, heās absolutely the first one youād except to do that and Iām actually going to riot if he doesnāt.
If he has, and I somehow missed it, someone pls name the card.
