P.S I portrayed Zeno as a virgin before Reader took his virginity (according to this post I made). If this isn't to your liking, then kindly scroll down
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Gif by @a-flawed-imitation
A = Aftercare (what theyβre like after sex)
Zeno manages aftercare with exacting, almost scientific care, disguising concern as pragmatism, despite being a former virgin turned seasoned (but still relatively new) lover. He'll get up quickly after the climax to get water, a warm cloth, or ointment for any marks because his own strength leaves bruises easily, and he notes them clinically. Under the pretense of "thermal regulation" or "recovery optimization," he'll clean you up with precise strokes before drawing you in close while using his enhanced senses to keep an eye on your pulse and breathing.
He would laugh at the thought of sentimentality, so there won't be any overt cuddling at first, but he will stay until you're steady, whispering short commands like "Breathe steadily" or "Report any discomfort."
These moments may appear as awkward but truly sincere because of his virgin past; he overcompensates with efficiency to conceal how deeply your trust affects him. Tease his attentiveness, and he'll snap, "I preserve functional assets. Nothing more," though his lingering touch betrays the lie.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partnerβs)
On himself: His hands; elegant yet lethal in precision that finally know and understand the thrill of real touch after years of fantasizing what it would mean to touch someone in an intimate way. Oftentimes does he flex them, marveling at the way they can choke, caress, or pin with almost god-like control, a reminder of his superiority even in intimacy.
On you: Just like his very predecessor, it's the neck. That very fragile column where your pulse races under his fingers. Such is a living testament to inevitable vulnerability he can dominate or protect. Post-sex, his fingertips trace the curve of your neck till the pulse on your throat which becomes almost ritualistic, feeling the reality of your heartbeat against his cloned uncertainty. It's your trust so openly displayed before him stirs something deeply humane he refuses to name.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
His first ejaculations were solitary yet plentiful that were enhanced further by viral biology thanks to The Connections. His cum is thick, warm, abundant loads that now, with you, become a mark of conquest. Taste wise? The usual saltiness but it doesn't exactly dominate it as much as that faint taste of something that almost tastes like the finest bottle of freshly uncorked wine.
When it comes to cumming? He favors breeding fantasies intensely with you, the one who took his virginity. He'd push deep enough to fill you to the brim with a low moan and watch it leak with possessive satisfaction, but never pulling out because even when he's stuffed inside you, his seed of that had years of sexual frustration, gushes out of you still. Mess is tolerated only as proof of claim; He'll deliberately he'll smear it across your skin or lips, murmuring that it's the "evidence of your submission". Once trust as well as consent is absolute, condoms are dismissed for raw intimacy.
Sometimes, edging would make his climaxes volcanic, drawn-out denial turning explosive release into a power statement.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
The absolute need to be pegged and bottomed will always be his ultimate hidden rebellion, his deliberate "fuck you" to Albert's insecure rigidity and his ultimate declaration of security in his masculinity. This fantasy of his, as a lifelong virgin until you, will have been nursed in isolation, fed not by experience but erotic texts. Though he won't bring it up casually, only after years of shared vulnerability, of seeing him break apart, rage, reform, would he ever allow himself to bring it up. The rarity of the experience makes it his sacred luxury; his enhanced body yielding, shaking in reversal, his ultimate trust fall.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what theyβre doing?)
Theoretically skilled through his studies in documents, novels, and self-discovery, Zeno was already frighteningly good to begin with as his first time with you was no amateurish mistake, but a deliberate and intense experience that combined his knowledge with his viral instincts. Sharper senses also enable him to read your every move flawlessly.
After the loss of his virginity, he evolved and learned fast, refining techniques through repetition, therefore turning sex into an art form of capable gentleness and roughness. He guides his own inexperience, but yours too of you're also inexperienced, with arrogant patience as he would literally sneer at clumsiness, even if it came from himself while teaching precisely. His "humane" side would add a bit of nuance; for intimacy with you softens the clinical edge into something almost reverent.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Sideways Missionary all the way! The said position really does give a different kind of intimacy that Zeno finds unexpectedly compelling. He enjoys how the sideways allow full-body contact without any sort of discomfort for either of you, creating a natural closeness that doesn't seem line it's threatening his carefully constructed defenses. While you lay sideways and him leaning over you, the angle his favorite position provides free movement and exploration; such as his hands roaming freely over your arms, hips or back, most of the time to pull you close to him while slowly or roughly thrusting into you and maintaining eye contact which makes his golden eyes both intense and surprisingly tender.
But be warned, he's a gonna be a bit of a moaner when he's in his position; but he'll try to muffle them by nuzzling his face against your neck, kissing you there while sliding in and out of you almost desperately.
Zeno is dead serious for sex is conquest, not comedy. He'd purr out demands, coldly deliver taunts when pointing out just how endearing you look losing it beneath him. His imaginative mind as a virgin made scenes car more dramatic, having realtime match them intensely. Though if you push back bold, expect rare smirks or dry quips and perhaps during post-sex, you may get a faint, sardonic smile, nothing more.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
He keeps it thoroughly maintained; his happy trail is trimmed short, neat silver blonde as. It's practical for senses, aesthetic for perfection. He demands the same from you, turning grooming into erotic command if needed.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
His display of intimacy is not only guarded but territorial too; such as kisses from that almost seem like bruising against your lips or any part of your body, and his touches ever-so-claiming. Virgin inexperience made his first self-encounters raw; now with you, he allows flickers of softness; lingering gazes, hushed words or possessiveness. Doubts of himself as an imitation makes closeness seem terrifying yet addictive; earned trust unveils subtle romance beneath dominance from Zeno.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Before you, his masturbation moments were not only frequent but vividly imaginative too; stroking himself to erotic novels in his office, oftentimes edging himself with denial fantasies, aphrodisiacs heightening mind-driven scenes. Visual pornography always bore him, unless he needed ideas for his next imaginations to jerk off to though such is uncommon for he has books or documents to get his brilliant brain working for.
But now? It's beyond rare for him to self-indulge now. Since he ever-so-willingly virginity to you, he incorporated his countless sensual imaginations into play; preferring to either command you to watch him do it or directing mutual sessions with you two masturbating together.
After all... Zeno loves to look good for somebody he can trust with all his vulnerability and love lust. I mean lust.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Power Play: Something that Albert Wesker has too as a kink. Zeno loves total control and dominance, physically and psychologically. He enjoys orchestrating almost everything like commands, positions, pace, and permission. Him being in charge makes him feel less like an imitation and more superior and in control of something chaotic; whether it's his own desires and your pleasure. Though with you, this dominance is laced with subtle protectiveness heβll never admit to.
Selective Breeding: Only and only with you, the very person who took his virginity and earned his trust. The first time he cums inside you was the day he realizes he is absolutely obsessed with filling you as deeply as possible; holding himself inside while he cums, sometimes keeping you plugged afterward so his release stays where it belongs. Though it's not about actual pregnancy for him, but the primal fantasy of marking you from the inside, creating a temporary βlegacyβ that only he can give.
Sapiosexuality: Zeno gets super turned on by intelligence, wit, and mental sparring. A sharp verbal challenge, clever comeback, or deep conversation can get him hard quicker than any physical contact. Foreplay for him is more often a battle of wits, where he does end up "winning" by pinning you down and fucking the defiance out of you.
Gun Kink: He enjoys the rush of danger combined with pleasure. Zeno would go at his way to trace the cold barrel of his customized, vintage-esque handgun slowly over your skin, pressing it under your chin or lips until it's inside your mouth as he fucks you. Extremely risky and intimate despite unknowingly to you, his gun being unloaded with safety on. He only does this with absolute trust from you.
Spanking & Slapping: Impactful with sharp and precise hits; making sure such is felt on you by him; Spanking hard on your ass, thighs, or breasts and face-slapping with almost professionally controlled roughness when youβre being βmouthy". Zeno loves nothing more than to see the red bloom on your skin and how your body flinches when his fingers simply or barely stroke the pleasurably affected area. Itβs disciplinary, corrective, and deeply satisfying for his dominant side. Never out of anger would he do this, only to heighten arousal.
Edging & Orgasm Denial: ABSOLUTELY RUTHLESS at pulling you back repeatedly after bringing you right on the edge until you become a shaking and begging mess. Your desperation intoxicating will just get him off so much, as much as he loves you to never genuinely make you beg and cry; only when you're both onto this and consensually so. Never admitting it ever in his life but secretly, he craves the same treatment on himself; being edged and denied until he breaks, but will only allow it once heβs with you for a very long time and feels completely safe.
Dark-Themed Roleplay: Zeno is excellent at immersive, narrative-heavy roleplay because his sexuality originated from erotic novels and detailed documents rather than porn. He enjoys dark situations such as hunter and prey, mad scientist and test subject, captor and captive, or perverse power struggles. He uses conversation, atmosphere, and gradual escalation to create tension. The more narrative-rich and psychologically intense, the better.
Artistic Bondage: He sees the usage of rope as a form of art, if not only for the strict binding before inevitable torture. He loves the methodical, slow process of creating elaborate designs, obviously Shibari, designs all over your body, transforming self-control into something lovely and artistic. Nothing gets him extremely aroused than him seeing you bound in black ropes, piercing your skin against his flawless, pale hands. This kink of his has a blend of patience and control if not only the aesthetic beauty of bondage and you bound in it.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Usually prefers every surface of his penthouse (yes I imagine him living in a fancy asf penthouse), mainly his bedroom. However when feeling more kinky in some cases, then his office.
Though when we're talking about controlled domains to fuck you in; definitely laboratories for clinical intensity, ruins for dread, mirrored hideouts for voyeurism. His space ensures dominance; risks calculated for thrill.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
YOU. Because proximity to you flares absolute need for you constantly.
But other than that, defiance ignites his motivation for getting turned on; such as you challenging him or just pushing his buttons, the type of resistance only he can break.
However the most common way to motivate Zeno is you displaying sapiosexuality aka intellectual foreplay, or even increasing each other's knowledge, that escalates to physical, or you getting turned on by his intelligence which he absolutely gets so hard over (makes him feel so much better about himself due to his secretly low self-esteem).
N = No (something they wouldnβt do, turn offs)
Make sure Zeno doesn't experience a loss of superiority. None of that uncontrollable humiliation, manipulative weakness nor extreme level of kinks he'd genuinely find filthy. Clumsy disinterest bores him. And don't even think about comparing him to Albert, because that'll trigger him a lot.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Though he may prefer receiving, which he directs harshly, face-fucking with controlbut when.
But when he gives it to you, boyyyyyy does his tongue know magic. His oral skills are masterful and god-like; tongue precise, enhanced senses guiding him to your most sensitive spots, mapping your body like a virus. He'd even tease you endlessly, edging you with licks, sometimes incorporating his own spit when you seemingly run out of lubrication due to how much he fucked it out of you.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Fast and rough will always prevails; powerful, superhuman thrusts that bruise and overwhelm, for you it's a storm of intensity because sometimes, it does briefly sting but in the most pleasurable way. Yet, with trust, Zeno eases into a more slower, sensual pace; savoring every gasp from you, building tension like a symphony.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
It varies, really but it's a fact that for him, quickies are brutal, whereas intimate nights linger, combining paces for maximum denial which he very much prefers. But despite that, quickies are tools of efficiency for Zeno, indulged when urges strike, part of his schemes which includes bending you over a surface for a quick conquest. He does approves of them, because quickies are common during stressful periods, but always managed. No sloppy quickies; even quickies are precise dominance.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Zeno is experimental by nature; his brilliant mind thrives on pushing boundaries, adding along new kinks like Shibari variants or pain-induced concoctions. Risks? Very calculated ones with public edges without exposure, or viral roleplay. But his secrets? Only with ultimate trust. He's game, but on his terms but he's very calculative and observant about it, secretly prioritizing your well-being during such acts.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Neverending, thanks to his own clone origins and the enhancements that came with it. He can take multiple rounds, lasting hours I'd edges. He control his own releases, denying not only yours but also his own for intensity until you're absolutely wrecked and dumbed out by his performance. Recovery is instant; he could go all night, wearing you out as proof of superiority.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
A carefully selected collection of restraints for bondage, vibrators for edging, and plugs for denial, as well as black ropes artistically entwined. He employs them liberally without any guilt. On himself? Behind closed doors, for submissive desires such as toys for pegging, though not commonly confessed. Toys are for control, not as a replacement of it.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Masterfully cruel therefore exquisitely unfair as teasing is his unannounced art form. Such includes endless edging, denied touches, smirking at pleas. He'd slap away your wandering hands if you're a begging mess. If truly said? He indeed revels in your frustration.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
He'd keep his volume controlled and low; guttural growls, commanding whispers, sharp intakes during climax. He's too dignified for louder volume like screaming; though in moments of rare vulnerability during sex, moans escape his lips husky and raw.
Other than that, he does prefer your noises, amplifying them with spanks and edging.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Perhaps in the rarest time during post-coital moments when his guard is truly down, he lets you trace the black scarred lines on his face; causing him to quietly ask, "Do I feel real to you?" It's the closest he comes to admitting his deepest insecurity.
X = X-ray (letβs see whatβs going on under those clothes)
Unlike Weskerβs cock which was impressively around 7.5 inches long, Zeno is comparatively longer and maybe slightly thicker. His cock is around 8 inches at best and not only is it thicker but also well-defined with a prominent, circumcised head. Soft, it lies lean and unassuming against his body, but when hard, it swells to full girth with pronounced veins visible beneath the pale skin. The shaft is smooth and muscular.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
His yearning and just overall sex drive is fucking INSATIABLE; the virus in him keeps the urges high, whether flaring with stress or proximity. If possible, his yearning level is daily but even then, he manages to channel it into schemes otherwise With you, it's constant, a simmering need masked by arrogance.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Since he's pretty much a clone and an enhanced one too at that, sleep is optional as usually, he smokes a bit (aka two or three sticks of cigarette lmao) while staying alert out of protection not only for himself but now, especially for you. He'd watch you drift off perhaps tracing scars in quiet reflection. When he does rest, it's light, ready to wake. Though in rare cases when the sex becomes, let's say, intense, he might doze briefly, arm possessively around you.
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Could've been written better but ehhhh, I hope y'all like this!
the strangled "fuck, i missed you" between desperate kisses and with their forehead pressed against yours as you watch together how every inch of them disappears inside of you
got to feeling feral about their little tiny size difference and had to make it my friends' problem so i dusted off my gif-making skills for these fuckos π god i love them
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