“Oh, um—you’re sure that’s alright? Are you sure? Won’t that… hurt?” first time you convince Adam to do some WWE shit to you when you’re on his dick vs. the longer you’ve been dating you’ve got him doing borderline illegal shit to you and he’s completely divorced from any idea of what’s normal anymore. Knows you’ll take it like a ragdoll and you come harder when he smacks you clean across the face while he’s fucking you. That one took him months to convince him to do—to actually hit you—and he almost cried the first time, but now you’re a couple years in and he’ll smack you so hard you see stars cause he knows that’s what made you squirt for the first time and it works almost every time now. Has you on the floor like a dog in a headlock making noises that almost made his roommate call the cops one time until you emerged from his bedroom looking like you just won the lottery and he realized ohhh y’all are just freaked tf out. Adam couldn’t even look him in the eye. Oh how far you’ve come!! You’re still shocked you convinced your sweet angel boyfriend to do that stuff, but he’s nothing if not a giver.
More Alien quirks for our Himbo space princess? 👀 YOU’RE GOD DAMN RIGHT!!! 😤
(Also to everyone who FUCKING ROLLED with me on my “BITE ME!!” Prince Adam has fangs Thots post.. I LOVE YOU ALL SO SO SO MUCH YOU BEAUTIFUL BITCHESS!!!!) 🤩🫣🥹 (if you haven’t read it and wanna take a look, link time!) https://www.tumblr.com/pumpkins-writing-desk/819165038342520832/bite-me-please
We’ve now established at this point that Adam “Princess from the Stars” Glenn has little canine fangs and experiences the biological desire to Mark his Romantic interest, (and also to BE marked… Bite him hard Babe he wants it so badly, he NEEDS it… Adam doesn’t care if your teeth are all blunt… Bite him so hard till he’s bleeding and whimpering your name~)
But there’s also his Eyes, a beautiful Hazel that shines like Gold when hit with any direct light…. And also gives off a faint glow IN THE DARK…. Yep… he can (kinda?) see In the dark… not very well honestly… he is half Human after all….
But because of this effect harsh artificial light (specifically electricity.. which is EVERYWHERE on Earth.. poor baby boy gets migraines.. a LOT…) It irritates his eyes, this also made him a little Nocturnal in response, so he usually keeps the lights off in his apartment whenever he can.
Poor Adam has definitely scared the ever living SHIT out of his unsuspecting roommate during one of his depressive midnight snack runs on more than a few occasions….. poor Hussein…..
(Adam always claims he kept it dark so he wouldn’t wake up said mentioned, Very ordinary Human, roommate.. however… after seeing Adam standing up at his full height in the dark with his eyes flashing like a raccoon who just got caught in a ring cam video….. yeah, Hussein definitely doesn’t believe him… about the light.. he definitely started believing Adam about “I’m an Alien Prince” because.. he’s just way too weird to be anything else really….)
Also he doesn’t really… Blink.. all that often.. don’t get me wrong, he does blink… it’s just sometimes he has to do it… manually… like he has to actually Remember to blink… which can be hard for him to do if he’s distracted.. or focused on something else… like Reading…
Drawing… Working.. Cooking..
Or if he’s day-dreaming about finding his Sword… if he’s remembering his past… or at least Adam’s trying to remember what his life on Eternia was like as much as he can…..
He forgets a lot… LOOK.. it’s really hard for him to remember to BLINK… M.A.N.U.A.L.L.Y
he’s trying his best…. Okay…
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Oh baby, His ✨BODYODYODY✨
Boy is SO TALL!!! So beefy!! (Dat ASS) 🤤 HAVE YOU SEEN HIM!?!? 🫠
Even before his first ✨Magical Girl✨ transformation into He-Man boy had some BEEF! Boy had CAKE!!!
I’d imagine when he hit puberty his Eternian genes went HAM and A HALF on his ass!!
Adam’s Foster family at that time were promptly freaking the Fuck out when the (Child Traumatized by witnessing his own parents being Murdered and ever since had subconsciously replaced all his memories with a fantasy world™️) sweet shy little boy they took in from the foster system became a Giant overnight… it also didn’t help his case that even as a little Squink he was still strong as hell (at least by Human standards, he was barely average when it came to strength on Eternia as a kid… and again it’s because he’s half Human…. Randor, your freaky little ass who immediately married and knocked up an Alien that was noticeably more physically fragile than your own people… it should NOT have surprised you Adam would be at least A LITTLE BIT HUMAN…)
And then Adam just…. Kept growing….
He even got accustomed to slouching and using other body language to make himself Feel smaller to other people so he wouldn’t just instantly freak them out so much…
As for what his Body is like Pre-Movie?
He got some good squish~ he’s got muscles and all but also he’s just… Soft and Cuddly~
You could NEVER convince me that Adam Glenn is not the absolute Prime Snuggle material~
he’s got a tummy you could easily use as a pillow and squeeze him... and, oh LAWD his Thighs… 🤤
……. *Cough*….. Anyway….
He’s got some body hair too, but likes to wax his arms and legs…. especially during the Summer…. Sometimes he’ll feel like waxing his chest to…. Not often though….
Also……. MAN BOOBS!!!
Next… 🥰
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His Beauty is so ✨UNCANNY✨
He kinda gives people an Uncanny Valley vibe at a first glance…. Like you can’t really tell what it is… but just SOMETHING feels off about him…
You might dismiss it a moment later like
“Hold up!.. was that a Hot person in the wild? Oh wow, he’s… he’s actually pretty awkward.. um.. Cool? I guess…” and then you move on with your day….. only to think back on the encounter later CONVINCED there was something off about him
But only coming up with… He’s a beautiful Man?
Eternians have a natural charm, like literally… it doesn’t really affect the other races on Eternia… but Humans? AWOOOOGAAA!!!!
Also with Eternians having a natural Magic Aura that will immediately set off a dozen alarm bells in any Humans subconscious…
(it’s a bit of a headcannon for me that MOTU’s Earth did have Magic at one point in time… it’s simply just… Gone in the modern era… And there were things like real Witches and Wizards and other Mythical Creatures on Earth once… and descendants of those same Witches and Wizards still exist out there in this modern world, with the potential of Magic in their Blood.. it’s Just that Earth has no Magic left to give anymore……. Okie dokie, Magic rant over..)
Think if a Biblical Angel just appeared in front of you one day looking like a walking and breathing Michelangelo painting with an irl Beauty filter on flashing you with a Fanged grin and the shiny reflective eyes of a Predatory Animal… saying an awkward “Hello” to you before scurrying away…. They didn’t give you the “Be not afraid” speech… but you still definitely feel Unnerved by it. (Marlena had… a very strange time adjusting at first….)
Unfortunately for Adam…. He doesn’t know this…. At least not pre-movie Adam… over the years he’s had to find out a lot of this stuff on his own……
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He ✨Growls✨
Look… LOOK!! LOOK!!!! I already said he’s got the “Predator Eye flash” and the Fangs, just listen….
Eternian’s right? Ancient Tribal aliens with Warrior instincts and abilities?? Known to ride on massive predatory animals and traditionally dressed like Barbarians? AND THEY HAVE FANGS…..
I DON’T MAKE THE RULES!!! (Well.. I mean here I do but That’s not the point!!) THEY DEFINITELY GROWL, AND THEY PURR… AND THE BABIES MAKE THE CUTEST CHIRPING SOUNDS EVER!!!! AND MOMMAS WILL SOFTLY MIMIC THE CHIRP BACK TO THEM AFFECTIONATELY!!!! ITS THEIR BABY TALK!!! 🥹
THEY ALL HAVE A NATURAL ANIMALISTIC INSTINCT AND SOCIAL BEHAVIORS!!!
THE PRIMAL FAMILY PACK BONDS!!!! IT. DOES. NOT. FUCKING MATER. IF YOU’RE BLOOD. OR NOT. YOU ARE PACK. YOU ARE FAMILY!! YOU ARE LOVED BITCH!!! YOU. CAN. NOT. ESCAPE.
THEY. ARE. OBSESSED. WITH THEIR MATE!!!! (Or Mates. Plural.)
In the Ancient times, to solidify a Marriage or a “Mated Vow” couples would simply Mark their partners with their Fangs…. It’s also considered “Proper” for Nobles and especially Royals to keep up with the Ancient Tradition……
So you could Imagine Marlena’s surprise at being casually referred to as Randor’s Wife, right after their first time… (while she’s Still nursing the Fresh and still bleeding wound mind you, Randor was very horrified he actually hurt her and was appropriately groveling at her feet at that moment) All the while she fully believed they were still in the middle of the “Courting phase” now did she expect marriage?
Obviously… of course she did… Randor made his intentions for her very clear when he first asked her to stay with him on Eternia….
And then there’s Randor’s confusion over Her Confusion…. She didn’t mind it though after the Mark was explained to her… but she did make sure to tell Randor she’d want to have an official Ceremony later…. Randor.. of course.. took that request very literally and he arranged to have a proper “Earthian” Wedding for the very next day… Naturally with Man-At-Arms as his best man, and all of The Masters in attendance……
Marlena found it very sweet… and also funny… they did have a long talk about the differences between their cultures afterwards……
Now then…. Back to ✨Adam✨
He definitely wants Both… Wedding first, then… the Moment You’re alone together..….
MARK. HIM. UP BABY!!!!! SHOW THAT SWEET GORGEOUS MAN NO MERCY!!!!!!!
HE DON’T WANT YOUR MERCY!!! HE WANTS YOU TO RAVAGE HIM!!!! CHEW HIM UP LIKE A PIECE OF PRIME JUICY MEAT!!!!!!!
He’s BEGGING for it!! 🥺 I mean how could you ever possibly even Think to say No to Adam? with his sad droopy Puppy eyes?
And his sweet pained Whimpering of your Name purring out of his luscious pouty lips like it were a sacred Prayer?
You can’t…. Not that you’d ever WANT to say No to your Devoted Puppy…… right? 🥺
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(Also, sorry for the delay… I am working on my MOTU 2026 Adam x Insert (She’s pretty much an OC at this point to be honest.. which happens a lot for me) fic.. but we had family come over to visit this week, and after this we’ve got other family coming by to visit us next week too…. So it’s taking me longer than I’d like to write this one up while working on other projects, and also helping with Renovations at Home, so I thought I’d share this Tasty chunk of Space Hunk for now…. Enjoy friends!!)
• @mayo-advance-sp • @cinnamqn89
P.S. if anybody wants to be tagged for any other Adam Glenn/He-Man Thirsty Thots and Chaos I might cook up…. 👀
warnings: fluff and smut, AFAB reader, Adam has fangs, oral, unprotected sex (don't do this), creampie, fluffy lovey dovey smut, service top Adam, you call each other 'baby' a ton, not proofread, YOU LOOOOOOOOOOOVE EACHOTHER
You once again found yourself in Adam's bed, your head on his chest, feeling the heat of his body and the steady thrum of his heart beneath your cheek. You listened to him tell you stories of his home, the low timbre of his voice pleasant to your ears.
"Once I find my sword, I want to take you to Eternia with me." he says to you.
You shifted, pulling yourself up just enough to look at him. You smiled as you stroked his cheek. "Is that so? Am I so special that I get to go to another world with you?"
"You are," he says without missing a beat. He turns to place a kiss to your palm. "I know we haven't been dating for a long time but... you're important to me. And I want us to be together. I don't want to leave you behind once I find my way home."
"Oh..." Your heart clenched at the sincerity in his voice. "Adam, baby, you're important to me too, you know. And yeah, I know it hasn't been a long time but..." You moved your fingers to gently trace the shape of his lips. "You feel like the best thing that's ever happened to me."
He looks at you with the widest, gooiest smile on his face, his little fangs on full display. "You really mean that?"
"Yeah," you murmured softly. "I do."
Adam was the sweetest, kindest, most loveable man you had ever met. You remember talking to your roommate the night after your first Hinge date with Adam. You described him as being so handsome and perfect that he couldn't possibly be from this earth. And that turned out to be the truth.
"You're just so... perfect."
He let out a soft laugh, nudging his face into your neck to hide his blush. "You'd be the first girl to say that about me."
"Hm, well. It's their loss. I've got the prince now." You placed a kiss to his head, ruffling his golden blonde hair.
He pulled his face away from your neck, looking up at you with a dazed, adoring smile. He reached up, his large hand cupping your cheek with a gentle reverence, stroking with his thumb. "When I take you to Eternia, I'm gonna make you a princess."
You giggled with pure joy, nearly overwhelmed with the amount of affection you felt for this man. "Adam, I think I love you."
His eyes widened, his lip trembling as he answered you. "I...I love you too."
You let out a soft laugh, nudging your nose against his in a playful nuzzle, and pressed your lips to his.
Adam groaned as he returned the kiss, pouring every ounce of the affection and longing he had been holding back into you. His hand instinctively found your waist, squeezing as he attempted to ground himself.
He eventually pulled away, only to trail kisses over your jaw to your neck. He sank his teeth gently, lovingly, into the soft skin where your neck and shoulder met, before soothing the spot with his tongue. He heard you moan, and the sound sent a fresh wave of heat through him.
"Baby..." he moaned your name. "Baby, I want you." He continued to press kisses and nips to your neck. "Please? Please, baby? I love you. I love you. I love you."
The pleasure of his lips and tongue and teeth on your neck rendered you helpless. "Adam...you have me. You have me, sweetheart."
He rolled you onto your back, covering your body with his larger frame. He immediately reaches for the waistband of your sleep shorts. "Can I?"
You smile and nod your head, reaching out to tug on his shirt. "Only if you take this off, too."
He grins a fangy smile as he pulls his shirt over his head, tossing it somewhere onto his bedroom floor. His torso is lean, a bit of softness at his tummy, with a trail of dark hair leading from his belly button to below his waistband. He immediately pulls your shorts down your legs along with your panties, and you take the opportunity to strip yourself of your own shirt, leaving you completely naked and exposed to him.
"Oh my god..." Adam chokes out in awe. "You're so beautiful, baby."
You giggled with pure happiness, reaching out to wrap your arms around him and pull him back down on top of you. "You aren't so bad yourself, my handsome prince."
Adam's brain nearly short circuits from the skin-to-skin contact. He pulls away just enough to look down at you, his eyes trailing over your body, taking in the glorious softness of your breasts, your tummy, your thighs. He moved his hands to your inner thighs, gently pushing them apart to expose your glistening pussy.
"Fuck, baby," he chokes out. He slides his hands all over your body, squeezing the fat of your tummy between his fingers, kneading the mounds of your breasts. "You're gorgeous. I love you so much."
You giggled with pure happiness, all too happy to let him touch you as he pleased. You squirmed every time he squeezed another part of you, unable to keep still with the pure delight of his touch.
Meanwhile, Adam is mesmerized. He looks at you with a blissed out expression, completely enamored by how you respond to his touches. His gums began to itch, feeling the need to bite and mark and taste.
He does just that, leaning down to take a nipple in his mouth. He gently scrapes with his fangs as he laves his tongue over it. He lets it go with a pop, only to shove his face in your breasts to bite and lick everywhere he can reach.
"So soft..." he murmurs. You giggle and sigh as you lay there and accept his affection.
He moves from your breasts to trail kisses down your tummy, finally stopping where you need him most. He looks up at you from between your legs with heavy lidded eyes, before running his tongue along the length of your cunt.
"Adam!" You cry out his name as he starts licking. You move your hands to his hair, grasping the strands to ground yourself as he licks and sucks like he was tasting the finest ambrosia. "Oh...oh god..."
He groans against your pussy, wrapping his lips around your clit and sucking hard, causing your body to jerk with the sudden pleasure.
"I'm close..." you whined softly. You continued to moan as he kept sucking your clit, your body shaking with pleasure as your orgasm raked through you.
Adam sat up on his knees, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He grins down at you, his hair wild as he breaths hard.
"Come back here," you reach up toward him, beckoning him to return to your arms. He obeys without hesitation.
He settles over you, his body between your thighs, you splayed out underneath him. You grasped him in your arms, holding him to you as he began to press more kisses to your cheek, your jaw, your neck, like he couldn't resist covering you with his marks again.
You groaned in frustration when you realized you were both still separated by his sweatpants.
"Get these off, baby."
It takes a herculean effort for him to pull away from your skin, but he finally does. He obediently slings off his sweats, now completely exposed to you.
You don't even get to look at him properly before he's back on you, settling himself on top of your body. You giggle at his clinginess and bring your hands to his hair, petting soothingly.
"I want you so bad..." He whines into your neck. He begins rolling his hips, clumsily sliding his cock against your slick labia. You lay there for a few moments, enjoying the feeling of his cock sliding against your clit.
"I want you too, lovey," you murmur into his ear. "Here, let me help."
You reach down between your bodies, grasping his cock in your hand and guiding the tip to your entrance. He gains his composure enough to push inside, both of you moaning loudly as you're finally connected.
"Oh, fuck...." he moans in relief. He props himself up on his forearms, looking down at you with the most fucked out expression you've ever seen on him. Finally, he begins to move, rolling his hips in gentle circles, grinding his abdomen onto your clit with each rotation. "You're amazing."
He keeps that rhythm for awhile, until he begins to thrust harder, losing himself in your warmth. "I'm gonna take you away from here," he says with a breathy voice. "I'm gonna bring you home with me. Gonna make you a princess. Gonna make you a queen."
He kisses everywhere he can reach, moaning and gasping your name. The bed creaks beneath you with every thrust of his hips, your bodies rocking against each other.
Beneath him, you're completely mindless with pleasure. Every thrust of his cock inside of you massages your walls and brings you closer to the edge.
"Adam..." you whine, grasping his arms. "It's so much...I'm gonna come again..."
"Please," Adam continues his frantic thrusts, his pelvis slapping the back of your thighs with each thrust. "Please, come. C'mon, wanna feel it, wanna feel you come, please please please."
You were gone. You fall apart beneath him, moaning and grasping at his shoulders as you come on his cock.
"Yeah, baby. That's it. Fuck, thank you, thank you," he's babbling nonsense, his chest rising and falling with his rapid breathing. He's close, you can tell."
"Come on, come for me sweetheart," you moan into his ear. You rub your hands up and down his back, over his neck, through his hair. "Come inside. I want you too."
He cries out, his hips stuttering as he spills himself inside you, his cum painting your insides with each thrust.
He collapses beside you, both of you breathing hard as you come down from your highs. You turn your heads to look at each other, both of you bursting into breathless giggles as you lay there splayed on his bed.
Unable to stay apart any longer, you both gravitate to each other's arms. You glue yourself to his chest, and he holds you close to him. You're both sweaty and sticky and thoroughly blissed out.
Suddenly, you hear sniffling.
"Oh, Adam," you sit up to look at his face. His brows are furrowed and small tears fall from his eyes. You place a hand on his cheek. "Baby, what's wrong?"
He shakes his head. "Nothing. That was just... really good."
Oh, your sweet boy. You immediately curl back into him, holding him close. He clings to you as he softly cries into your hair.
"I mean it you know," he says after a moment, his voice still shaky from crying. "I'm bringing you home with me."
"I know," you place a kiss to his chest. "And I can't wait."
You both fall asleep like that, in each other's arms, your sweet prince holding you tightly to his chest.
F/O who never lets you apologize for your body; every now and then you catch yourself saying sorry for being tired, sorry for slowing things down, sorry for needing help/accommodations. Every single time they look at you like you've said something completely absurd. Not angry at you, but just genuinely shocked by the idea that existing as you are could ever require an apology.
synopsis: a random collection of texts between you and your boyfriend adam! (aka the champion of Grayskull...and your heart)
contents: suggestive content, feeling "sick", allusion to car accident/sickness but everyone is ok, and attempted humor
―୨୧⋆ ˚ a/n: hey amigis! 🙈 I know this is a bit different from my usual the pitt content but I saw motu and adam's character has PLAUGED my mind!! like once the thoughts started they've just kept coming so I definetly have quiet a bit planned for him 🌚 also requests are open!! so if you guys have anything you'd like to send in lmk!! (especially for adam LOL)
The first time you see Adam transform in to He-man your jaw instantly drops. You’ve seen your boyfriend naked a 100 times before, you have seen the ridiculous amount of muscle he has without his powers coursing through his body but seeing him with them is a whole other ball game.
There’s something about the skimpy outfit on top of your now even more built boyfriend that has your brain short circuiting. And did his voice get a tad bit deeper? Fuck… yeah it did get deeper.
Adam doesn’t realize that it’s turning you on till you’re back on the ship. Sitting in his seat in front of you his over heightened senses can smell your arousal and hear your little whimpers your trying so hard to cover as you press your thighs together trying to find a little relief.
This cocky motherfucker just smirks from his seat, swinging one hand back towards you to hold. To those around you it looks like a sweet gesture but you both know it’s something completely different because with quick 3 squeezes Adam knows that’s your sign to tell him you need him.
After what felt like forever the ship lands back in Eternia and you couldn’t be more grateful.
Instead of debriefing and saying bye to everyone like you normally would do you unbuckle and speed walk right out of the ship bay.
You don’t even have to turn around to know Adam is right behind you, the sound of his heavy foot steps is enough.
When you reach the bed rooms door you don’t even get the chance to open it before Your beefy boyfriend is picking you up and slamming you into it.
He’s been just as impatient as you, but has managed to hold it together just a little bit better until now because he knows once you both enter that room you won’t be leaving for a while.
The anticipation makes you moan loudly against his mouth.
You know what comes next. Your nail marks that always liter his back like a Van Gogh piece, the hickies that he places in between your thighs so only you know they are there. The satisfying feeling of him filling you up to the brim and fucking you through each of your orgasms until he’s fucked you so dumb you can’t even count.
All that’s standing between you and that is this stupid door, but not for long as you reach behind you and twist the handle pulling Adam in with you slamming the same thing you hated two seconds ago.
i suck at writing anything and have never made a fic request so take this as you will but
request: anything with dorky, geeky, awkward adam and/or reader makes him watch marvel/star wars/dc/etc
cus the notebook movie exists in masters of the universe so star wars/marvel/dc has to? right?
So fun fact you guys He-Man as a franchise was made to rival star wars like it was made as a response so-
Geeky Adam Glenn
You met Adam in middle school. The poor boy didn’t really have many friends due to his constant insistence on Eternia.
You were new and had heard about him, but weren’t bothered by his stories.
When you had first heard them firsthand you had laughed, “You sound like Luke Skywalker.”
”Who?”
Naturally you two awkward little preteens had to sit down and binge them all at a sleepover.
You pointed out all of the similarities between him and Luke No parents, hidden away in space, powerful sword, blonde hair and so on so forth.
You could see the same sparkle in his eye watching Star Wars that you could see when he was discussing Ram Man or Fisto, Adam adored it.
Sure, it wasn’t exactly the same to his home, but seeing something unearthly, seeing Luke have to be the last jedi as he was the last remaining of his line (to his knowledge)… it brought him comfort
Plus it was right down his lane! He had already given his childhood heros kooky names, this guy was a geek before he even had a chance to step foot on Earth.
Of course then as you two grew together, the MCU became wildly popular in middle school, and once again you found yourselves binging movies at your place.
He especially liked Guardians of the Galaxy, again, the comfort of being out of place in the universe appealed to him!
He’d draw hero sonas of both you and him. Like he knows what his power would be but he’d also make up an entire super hero for you. He’d even like tailor it to your personality with the design and the backstory.
His hero sona is He-Man. If that wasn’t obvious.
As you guys hit adulthood, cons man. Adam would cosplay. I’ve discussed in the past how he’d do Halloween and Ren Faires, cons are in that group.
WOULD cosplay as Luke and ask you to cosplay with him.
At this point his feelings would be in full swing so he would be a bit odd if you chose Leia
Guardians of the Galaxy 3 comes out and you give him eternal shit about “golden space boy Adam”
Your first kiss would be at a binge night. Btw. It would be that sightly awkward “staring at you while the movie is on”. Sorry, I don’t make the rules. He’d get better at timing.
I think his favorite series would actually be Dr Who. About a lone alien separated from his people traveling the universe.
He thinks of you as the Rose to his Tenth Doctor.
This also means that when he gets home he already has a nerdy nickname for you.
Also- that sword, in the geek store? Not his first time by far. He and you had frequented other stores so much that the clerks knew your names. He had just never been to that one.
Would have a few Magic the Gathering decks. Its a cascading effect of you can’t be a geek about one thing without being a geek about a million things.
So yeah, he was a geek before he met you but man you catalyzed it.
As always if youd prefer a full fic instead of hcs lmk!!
You're so correct anon. I'm not very experienced with writing smut. Hope these headcanons suffice 😅
Got the idea of Adam having little fangs from @pumpkins-writing-desk
NSFW under the cut. AFAB reader
• Adam, oh Adam. So kind and thoughtful and generous. Sweet boy loves to serve you and make you happy.
• He has a bit of an oral fixation when it comes to you. He loves to give little love bites and nips.
• It's made even better with his fangs. He's from another planet, of course he has some inhuman features.
• He'll spend ages kissing and nipping your neck, shoulders, arms, breasts, tummy. You're just so soft and warm and you smell so good. He can't help it.
• You giggle when you feel the little pinpricks from his fangs. It's never overtly painful. He's far too gentle and careful with you.
• He takes his time appreciating each part of you before moving on to the next.
• Trails kisses from your tummy to your thighs.
• Teasing you by leaving little love bites on your inner thighs, so close to where you need him most.
• Gives you sweet compliments the whole time. "You're so soft, baby...so pretty."
• Finally, finally, he brings his attention to your pussy.
• He takes a moment to admire how pretty you are, how your labia glistens with your wetness. He's mesmerized. Places a kiss on your clit and licks a long stripe between your labia.
• He's locked in. He could eat you out for hours if you'd let him. Laying flat on his stomach with his arms wrapped around your thighs. Swirling his tongue over your clit, hollowing his cheeks as he sucks.
• He likes to hold your hand while he devours you. Makes him feel connected.
• He also loves it if you run your hands through his hair during. He'll whimper into your pussy with each stroke.
• Eating you out isn't a precursor or a "warm up" to get you in the mood for penetration. Oral is the main event for him.
• Loves to hear your sounds as he pleasures you. He pays close attention to what makes you gasp and moan. Call him a good boy for making you feel good and he is gone.
• He lets you squeeze his hand as hard as you need to when you come.
• You're catching your breath after Adam just made you see god. You look down at him and the fucker. Waggles his eyebrows at you with a grin on his face.
Eternian Date - He Man x Fem Earth Native! Reader (Part 2)
Warnings: Completely safe, aside from some PDA. Continuation of my previous fic. Settled in the very obvious gap between Skeletor's defeat and the return to Earth of the two teens.
Note: The common theme of the ending in the 87 film is every human character getting everything they wanted before the journey and I am fully embracing that. Also, I had to completely invent some details for the vague scenario because canon leaves out many recognizable aspects of the cartoon He-Man lore. Prince Adam is never mentioned, his parents aren't around. it seems as if there would be no functional distinction between Castle Grayskull and the Royal Palace, what is a logistical headache working against having a clear fic location.
The celebrations that followed the fall of Skeletor and the raising hope in a nearly collapsed planet centered on the the hero that carried it within him. Lovely and humble as he was, He-Man didn't want to leave the foreign allies who had aided him behind and you all were invited to share his honors. Out of the four humans the eternians could count, only the cop who did nothing but getting in your way rushed to accept the worship. Your students and you were more shy, even tho the real acknowledgement was on you.
It truly felt like living in the conclussion of all great fantasy adventures. Like the narnians embracing four children, or the four hobbits honored in Gondor, you were representants of a simpler race changing the fate of the universe.
All dressed in eternian fashion, you joined each other at the eve of the feast.
" Way cooler than Prom, eh?" Kevin joked as he embraced Julie by the side. " This folks are not ready for my music, but here I don't need to play for the applause. "
She chuckled lightly, allowing him to admire the new version of her presenting for the ocassion. The fast paced, but life changing adventure they have went through changed perspectives and caused doubts on what was going to be their inminent breakup.
He may have tried kissing her, if it wasn't for the bad timing in which you announced yourself.
" Cultural tastes matter very little in this case: your music saved the universe! Old finnish epics merely hint the kind of feat you accomplished for real, even some of our own ancient cultures would consider you a hero."
Reacting as if you would have catched them breaking any rules at the school's recess, he released her and turned innocently to face you until the image found made him remember of the contextual change.
" Miss (y/l/n)! Your looks break the dress code established by the school board."
While the friendly tease made the three of you laugh, it wasn't without awakening some awkwardness in you. While the three of you looked as if you were about to be starring in a futuristic peplum as sci-fi atlanteans, Julie got access to the more modest of both feminine wearing.
It surprised you, ashamed of being more exposed than your young student in her lovely light blue dress with a skirt long enough to properly cover her legs. The full lenght of your knee high golden gladiator sandals was visible due to the shorter coverage reach of the skirt from your tunic-like tailored yellow dress.
" Judging eternian culture by the wearing of our new space friend, I feared I would be given a leather bikini with an outer layer of chain mail." You answered nervously as you looked down to your own garments trying to decipher if the cut wasn't scandalous. " This is ... more bold than usual, but I am getting used."
The girl understood the true source of your doubt and reassured you in solidarity.
" Don't listen to him, you look beautiful."
Her kind approach caused a sweet smile.
" Thanks, dear! You look splendid, it seems the Sorceress has fully healed you. There is no trace of sickness in you anymore." Was your matching response. " ... Shall we be joining the others? "
Perhaps eager to resume the romantic approach you had accidentally frustrated, Kevin encouraged you to lead the way on your own.
" Go ahead, your warrior must be waiting for you."
If throught the moments of danger urgency made you less prepared to conceal your feelings, you were then starting to regret it. Being mocked by one of your students because your quickly adquired crush on the eternian savior was evident didn't matter to you when you were all about to die. However, with the calm of safety came the realization of how such vulnerability destroyed the pedagogical hierarchy.
You were acting like the nervous teen about to approach romance and them both were calmly supporting you.
At very least, you had the certainty that the interest was mutual. Almost from the start, He Man had been anything but subtle. Using any existent chance to enable you, the smiling blonde was all tenderness and protectiveness when it came to you. From the understandable heroic act of carrying you in his arms to safety to unapologetically admiting his liking of you, he had all kinds of gestures to easily let you know that you were his favorite human.
The noble warrior always kept to his promises, and the one he made to you was rousing enough to look forward for it. You were not going to mention it, but let him decide if he still wanted to go for it.
After all, you could imagine that the cute, short dress would perhaps be a good date outfit in eternian standards.
If any doubts or fears could have been wandering your mind unresolved, the scene you found in the convoluted hall released you from all of that. Drink in hand and a beautiful woman on his lap, Detective Lubic feasted like a true champion revisiting his feats in a loud monologue. The eternian girl on top of him seemed captivated by it, and nobody of the present witnesses cared enough to correct the bold exaggerations in the cop's tale.
Amused as he was by it, your hero stopped paying any attention as soon as he saw you. His foolish grin while following your every move bringing you closer to him made you guess the new look was probably a success and the sweetness he irradiated was making you melt. All you wanted was to rush into his arms and kiss his perfect lips, but you wouldn't dare to consider it at such unfitting moment.
And so, you picked a goblet to offer him in order to casually ease the approach.
" Honor to the victorious champion, the Savior of Eternia!!! "
Remaining on his seat while you were standing before him, closeness raising at the speed of your heartbeats, he limited himself to pick the drink from your hand and take a sip while his eyes never stopped worshipping you.
It made you smile, to what he suddenly reconquered his capacity for speech.
" Victory belongs to you as well, I was about to lose my battle until you came back for me. "
The sweet tone of his words implied more than just gratitude. He had once promised to return for you once his planet would have been saved, but in the end it was you who had seeked him in the heat of battle. A human, not one even very versed in the uses of your people's primitive weapons, led into it by your feisty manners and the protective anger caused by bearing the peak of his mistreatment.
You were as fragile as all his human friends, but for him you could have challenged Skeletor himself. To some extent, your wits did when you raised from the defeated with a vengeful grim warning about the dismissed strenght of humans. Warning he didn't hear, ultimately leading to his demise.
" The life of a dear student was on the line, but even if it wouldn't have been the case, I would have teared down the fabric of the Universe just to get to you."
For once, it seemed that you have managed to make him as flusterred for you as his sweet praise usually made you. The same steady hands that had held the Sword of Grayskull were then struggling to keep the goblet. Teela looked aside in annoyance, but her reprehension didn't affect him as much as your hand touching his while sharing the grip of the metal did.
The drink landed safe in the table, as you did on his lap after one soft caress to his cheek eased him enough to make him guess you would consent the bold move. Suprise made you chuckle, but you were quickly recovering as you began to enjoy the sensation of his body against yours. It was a different kind of intimacy, not quite like anything you had shared before. He was not trying to save you or helping you rush through a chase.
He was telling the world that you were his, and you were too into it to start any cultural clash about it.
" She is a chronicler from Earth, a brillant woman. She knows all the Ages of her planet's history and human youth learns from her. " Was the sweet start of his introduction for those who didn't know you, putting your job on a fantastical perspective that would have never occured to you. " I wish to court her. I believe she is as smart as she is beautiful, and now she proved to be fierce as well! "
He had caught you off guard again, swooning with delight.
" That's an overstatement, but thank you. " You softly corrected. " We fought space monsters, I had a brief philosophical exchange with a talking skull about the historically proven tenacity of humanity to defy tyranny... I guess meeting the man of my dreams should not be the most shocking thing coming out from this."
Pleased to your confession, he embraced your waist in search for more.
" Am I the one you dreamed of? "
The tease destabilized you, forcing you to deliver an honest answer that wouldn't leave you entirely vulnerable.
" When I was a child my first contact with the field I ended choosing were old epic movies, a human form of storytelling. The magnificent dresses, the imponent constructions, ... the handsome heroes weilding their swords against tyrants. Your civilization is so impresive it brings me back to that sense of wonder, when I used to dream I would discover the ruins of Atlantis. And no hero in the wildest of fantasies matches your strenght, your greatness of heart or your godly looks. "
He understood the heartfelt praise and rejoiced in it, feeling himself closer to the goal he had secretly settled since the violent departure left him with only the wonder for what could have been of counting with more time to spend with you. All the noise from the people around you became a mere afterthought, since he was lost in the bliss of finally having you for himself and he started to suspect he never wanted it to end.
" I can grant you that if you stay with me long enough, you will see all your dreams come true … "
The new promise was seiled with a peck on top of your shoulder, and once the surprise made you turn back you found yourself facing the serenity of his lovely face.
Peaceful, guilt-free, as if the move would have been completely natural.
" That's beautiful, but it does sound like you have a plan in mind I am not yet aware of."
Not wanting to confirm or deny anything yet, he smiled to let you make your own guesses. What you did about it was adjusting your position in Eternia's best seatspot leaning to the side so you could lovingly wrap your hands around the warrior's neck. One more moment of intense staring into his eyes could have made you forget the formalities, feeling yourself at the edge of kissing him, but a familiar sound interrupted the building tension at the right time.
Gwildor had cleared his throat, forcing you with mischievous amusement to pay attention.
" Turns out I suggested that plan to the young warrior, my dear! " He clarified, with the joy of a scientist about to take credit for their brilliance. " I will need of someone willing to help me test some of the uses from my newest invention, someone with a love for knowledge and no ill intention. As a scholar of the past, I wonder if you wouldn't want to travel it and write journals?"
The blissful shock got you in awe. Just when you thought things couldn't get better, you were faced with something that exceeded your awareness of the blonde's knowledge of your desires. If a mythical hero declaring romantical intentions to you wasn't a motive tempting enough, you were presented with the most fantastical extention of the intellectual dream of your life. With the kind of oportunities you couldn't find on Earth, were teaching became a more accessible profession to you than research after graduation.
Raising up in a clumsy attempt to interrogate both at once, you explained your intepretation as if you needed to convince yourself that it was actually happening.
" You are telling me that I am being offered a research facility in Eternia. Full research freedom, exclusive access to the field ... and instead of having to dig up the past, I can be doing observations and ethnographies with living people IN IT?"
Complicity between the thenurian and the warrior was fully revealed when the missing half of the conspiration confessed himself. Smitten by your passion, He-Man thanked his nosy little friend.
" You were right, Gwildor! She liked it! "
" Just like it? I LOVE IT! " You exploded in cheer, unsure of how to properly dimension your feelings. " You know, He-Man? When most men from Earth want to romantically impress a woman they start dating, they may bring flowers or sweets ... This is beyond a lifetime's dream."
No less than what you could expect from the most powerful being in the universe, perhaps, but an even bigger addition to the many reasons making you swoon.
" Your joy is lovely, I would do anything for that sparkle of passion in your eyes." Was his sweet reply, loaded of wonder. " ... What does my clever lady say? Will we count on her?"
While speaking on general terms, he meant to ask if you were willing to stay for longer. One party you could vaguely call a date wasn't enough, and he haven't yet even finished amazing you.
With no more hesitation, you threw yourself back into his arms and caressed his face with both hands.
" I'm yours! "
In a rush of emotionally driven courage, you eliminated the last barrier of distance by crashing your lips against his. Chuckles from the surprisingly amused audience followed, Lubic's being the loudest, but little did you cared for what anyone else thought.
Not at least until Kevin irrupted with Julie by his arm and ready to comically impersonate you in the kind of sweet scolding they had once found from you.
" I relate to you: you are in love and I am a hopeless romantic, but this is not the right space for the touchy romance."
You had came full circle and your students didn't need you anymore.
caregiver f/o who doesn't care how old you are, you're going to hold their hand when crossing the road. you're too little to do it by yourself!!
caregiver f/o who cuts your food up into little pieces and grins when you huff and insist you can feed yourself. fine, you can try if you like, but it always ends up with them playing "here comes the aeroplane".
caregiver f/o who loves it when you tug on their shirt when they're sitting at their desk. you want to sit on their lap? of course!! they pick you up instantly, cradling you in their arms and pressing their lips to your forehead as they work.
caregiver f/o who can't resist your pleas for another story, chuckling as they reach for another book and lean over your bed, letting you see the pictures. maybe they'll even do voices for the characters if you promise this is the last story before bedtime.
caregiver f/o who kisses you goodnight, stroking your forehead and promising you that they'll keep the monsters away. they're always there if you need you, don't worry about waking them up.
Requesting Adam Glenn/reader. Contains spoilers for the movie!!
Do you remember the part in the movie where Skeletor stabs Adam with what's left of the Sword of Power and he messes with Adam's mind a bit, looking in on moments of his life on Earth and playing up his insecurities? Well, I wonder what would one of those scenes may have been like if Adam had not been single and instead had had a steady, loving girlfriend on Earth.
Skeletor probably couldn't humiliate him and play on his insecurities here in the same way he did in the other scenes, so how might that have differed? What would Skeletor have to do to manipulate or corrupt a memory that is good and positive? And would reminding Adam about the woman he left on Earth without getting the chance of saying goodbye to be a mistake if the goal is, at least in part, making him want to just accept his death and die?
Shattered Memories
A/N: It was interesting getting to rewrite a scene to both keep the original themes and to introduce new ones! This is a bit short and sweet and thats mostly because I rushed the parts that I wanted to stay the same from the movie... like we know what Skeletor says in the office and what the sorceress says in the death scene, I wanted to write what I thought would change :)
Adam was thrown back by the force of the sword breaking, his body crashing against the floor in an explosion of pain. He couldn’t breathe.
The sword of power had just shattered like glass. It was supposed to be the vessel of Grayskull’s power; it wasn’t meant to do that. And if the sword of Grayskull wasn’t enough to defeat Skeletor, Adam thought as he landed, what was?
He saw it as he tried to move. The hilt of the sword lay with a jagged edge near Skeletor’s feet, and with dread Adam watched as the villain stooped to pick it up. With the staff in one hand and the so-called ‘sword of power’ in the other, Skeletor began to stride towards Adam, who desperately tried to claw away, his entire body aching with the effort.
He couldn’t become He-Man without the sword. And if he couldn’t be He-Man than he knew that he would surely die.
Skeletor mocked him as he approached, setting his staff down to free a hand, “Well would you look at that,” His glowing red eyes traced the jagged edge of the sword, “It seems your sword is worthless. Nothing more than a cheap toy to play with…” His eyes moved from the sword to Adam as he finally reached him, stooping over him “How curious without it… what are you?”
Adam felt bile and fear rise in his throat at the taunts. He hadn’t said goodbye to you before he left. He had assumed that he’d be back to see you again.
“Whom are you?” Skeletor continued to taunt, “Let’s have a look.” With that, Skeletor’s taloned hand landed on Adam’s head, ripping at his hair, and burning like hellfire against his scalp. Adam writhed as he tried to pull away, but he was sure if he pulled any harder that his scalp would come right off. All he could focus on was the white hot blinding pain that seemed to engulf his entire being, there was not a thought in his head until-
The pain recedes. Not entirely, just enough. Adam opens his eyes to find himself on the sidewalk in front of a bagel shop.
He knows this bagel shop.
A girl runs out with a small brown paper bag clutched in her hand. Its you. Of course its you. And for a moment Adam forgets the danger, the pain, the broken sword, because he is seeing the day he met you through his eyes again and you look just as beautiful as he remembers. The sunrise of the early morning hits you just right and he swears that if this is what death feels like then he’d rather be dead.
You end up in front of him, slightly flustered and slightly winded, and all Adam can do is grin at you.
You held the bag out to him like a lifeline, “I saw you take it off your order because of the price,” you took a couple of breaths, trying to steady your heart, “but I think they’re really good so I wanted you to have one.” You looked at him with such sincerity that Adam was ready to drop everything, quit his job, forget the sword, just so he’d have enough time to enjoy this bagel with you.
But he still feels the twinge of pain in his scalp, and all of a sudden the memory is interrupted by a taloned hand snatching the bag right out of your hands. Adam’s heart is filled with despair as he remembers exactly where he is and exactly what is happening, and as he sees the illusion of you smile over at the shadow next to you.
“Dear boy… tut tut,” Skeletor drawled, tracing a claw over the curve of your face, you standing unbothered, “losing sight of your goal for such a pretty creature. If you hadn’t lost focus to pursue her, perhaps you would have arrived in time to save your poor daddy or your poor planet.”
Adam tried to turn and run, to get away, from the vision of Skeletor stroking your cheek, but before he could take a step, he was slammed back into the floor of Castle Grayskull, scalp once again burning with the heat of a thousand wicked suns.
“It… wasn’t like that.” He grunted through the pain. And he meant it. He hadn’t lost track of his goal. He just found someone to share it with, someone who encouraged him… someone who believed him. You surely had spurred him on with your kind words… right? He was here because of your help…. Right?
Skeletor gripped ever so slightly harder, “No?” He slammed Adam’s head back into the step.
Again, the pain receded, and Adam forgot where he was for a second, only a second before he recognized… a date with you. Maybe not the first date but he couldn’t tell because it was a spot you always came back to. It was a fancy-looking restaurant that was near his apartment, and you had gone on multiple dates there all the way up to a couple of nights before he had returned to Eternia. His eyes scanned the place, even recognizing the waitress who was taking an order nearby.
“…Adam?”
And there you were, sitting across the table wearing a dress that he had helped you pick out. You were watching him fondly, no malice in your eyes.
Adam took one last glance around the room before responding, “Yeah- yeah sorry, what were you saying?”
“I was just asking if you’ve had any luck finding the sword yet. You made it sound like you had a lead the other day?” You giggled at him; arms folded in front of you as you awaited his response. Adam thought that he’d never heard you giggle. Not like that at least.
Adam blinked and you were gone, and in your place was Skeletor, who didn’t hesitate to rise to his feet and snake one grimy hand back into Adam’s hair, dragging him from his seat and through the restaurant.
“You left her,” he snarled, “you’ve betrayed her for your planet and you’ve betrayed your planet for her… and now you’re left with nothing.”
Skeletor took a moment to glare into Adam’s eyes, “You’ve never deserved either of them.” And he slammed Adam’s head back into the floor.
And the pain receded, and Adam was staring at a sterile white ceiling. His boss was above him, her grin spread from ear to ear. This time Adam knew that something was wrong. He didn’t have time to brace or react before Skeletor strutted into the room, continuing on with his beratements.
“…What even is this place.”
Adam let out an exasperated breath, “Human resources.”
And suddenly the pain wasn’t in his scalp, it was in his neck. Skeletor had gripped Adam’s neck with the superhuman strength of a space villain and had him suspended off the floor. Adam could only pray to whatever god was left to let him just die.
Skeletor spat insult after insult at him. But Adam felt his veins turn to ice when Skeletor drawled, “Eternia isn’t your home… it’s a dream of something you’re not.”
And Adam was slammed back into reality, awoken with a burning hand still in his hair, and his sword still gripped in Skeletor’s hands, and wish to have said goodbye to you still flickering in his panicked mind. His mind raced. He didn’t deserve to say goodbye to you. He didn’t deserve the trust of his people. He had tried to serve two purposes, two worlds, and he had failed both in the most damaging way he could have managed. He had left you without a word. He had given his people hope that he could not follow through on.
Skeletor snarled, breaking Adam’s racing thoughts, “And that dream...” Skeletor stabbed the sword straight into Adam’s chest, “is over”
Whatever he had thought of the boiling scalp, Adam had no words to describe the pain of getting stabbed with a broken sword. Pure agony ripped through his entire body and his mind felt as though it had been wiped of every thought but the pain. He barely even processed being tossed in the air, nor landing heavily against the stone of the sword’s altar. His whole body felt heavy and Adam couldn’t think of anything but the need to close his eyes and sleep.
The pain receded. Adam opened his eyes and found himself on his bedroom floor, feeling completely numb both physically and emotionally. His drawings lay scattered around him and the sun filtered through the window with the same golden glow that it had held when he had first met you. Adam had no will get up. He thought that he’d lie there forever, waiting for you to get home from work and come through the front door to greet him. He’d wait forever, Adam thought, even if it was always in this spot, you at work, him missing you, because that at least meant that he was missing someone who was meant to come back to him.
You open the door. Adam doesn’t even have the energy to sit up, but he sees that you’re wearing casual clothes. It must not be a workday for you.
“Everything all right Adam? I heard a noise in here.” You said it so casually, as if he had never abandoned you. As if you just wanted to make sure that he was okay.
From the floor Adam mutters not unkindly, “I think that I’m dying.” He still can’t process the fact; without the pain it just feels like existing.
He sees your eyebrows furrow slightly, “That sounds like it must hurt.” You say gently after a moment
“It does.” Adam feels a lump in his throat at your mere presence. You’re just a dream. You don’t know that he’s dying. You don’t know where he is.
You take a small step towards him, “Is there anything that I can do to help?”
Adam shakes his head on the floor, “I don’t think so.” He says your name as if it’s the last time he’ll get the chance, “I’m so sorry.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for Adam. Sometimes things just happen.” You said as you noticed something on the floor, you stooped to pick it up, “Here. It looks like you dropped this one. It would be a shame to step on it.”
And with that you turned and left Adam alone. He holds up to see which drawing you had seen, and Adam sees a bird. Lowering the drawing, there is actually a real bird.
“Leave me alone” Adam groaned from the floor, covering his eyes as if not seeing the bird would make it go away.
The bird did not go away.
“Get up.”
Adam felt tired all the way to the bone, “There’s nothing left for me to do. Eternia has been destroyed. I left her behind on Earth. I have nothing.” Death would be a mercy to him, Adam thought.
“You have the power.”
“No. Not anymore. The swords broken.”
The bird talked to him slowly, asking him to repeat the words he says when he holds the sword up.
“I have the power” Adam says, trying to figure out why it mattered.
“That’s right. You have the power. Not the sword, you. I chose you. In the hands of the past champions, the power has been brute strength, but in yours it becomes so much more. It is understanding. It is empathy. It is humanity. She saw it in you. I saw it too. That is why I chose you as the vessel Adam.”
“I am the vessel.”
“Now you’re ready.”
A glowing light began to emit from Adam’s chest, and he knew that he was going back. And he knew that he was going to fight- for Eternia, for the universe, and most importantly for you. He had to get back to you, and he’d be damned if anyone, skull face or not, was going to stop him.
And he was going to keep fighting, as long as he needed to, to keep the universe that cradled you in it safe.
adam whines, he's not like other guys (positive), and he needs to be kissed to cum (idea from @st4rfckerz)
MDNI 18+
"oh my g-god."
truthfully, you never knew you could actually have this sort of affect on someone.
every other guy you've ever had sex with seemed so focused on having the sexiest sex ever.
everything felt so manufactured, curated, performative. unnaturally deep, lustful groans. cheesy one liners that were fine while you were being fucked, but caused you to instantly cringe over your coffee days later when it flashed banged your memory. calling you nicknames that have clearly never slipped from their lips until their cock was in you.
thankfully, adam is none of that.
everything about him is so earnest.
that first groan he let out when his tip sunk into you was pure and from the deepest pits of him. the hazy look that instantly took over his puppy brown eyes as soon as he started moving in tentative thrusts was so genuine. the sweet, practically adorable croak in his voice when you began riding him was honest.
the best part: he didn't try to cover up the crack in his voice afterwards. he sat there, soft fingertips digging into the fat of your hips, and watched you through that same hazy look that hadn't escaped his gaze once since you two started this.
"you feel so good," he tells you yet again. you don't know how many times he's actually said those same words tonight, but each time he utters them he seems to mean them even more, if even possible.
with how blissed out he is, you don't know how he hasn't came at this point.
your head tilts and you plant a hand at the center of adam's chest. he's smooth and a little soft there. the force of your bounces on his cock trigger the tiniest ripples in the flesh of his stomach. every so often, you see him tense and there's definition in his abdomen. paired with the strained look on his face, you catch on.
"adam," you coo, your voice strained from effort.
"yeah?" he asks, voice just as strained but definitely from a different kind of effort.
"are you close?"
his eyebrows knit together as if the mere mention of an orgasm puts more strain on him. his lips part to speak, but just then you put your weight into your hand and glide your cunt up and down over the tip of adam's cock.
the groan he lets out comes from the top of his throat—tight and punctuated. his teeth press into his bottom lip and he nods.
"you can cum," you tell him, your voice soft and gentle. "i want you to cum."
you're so close now that your nose knocks against adam's. instinctively, you lean back just a bit. and instinctively, you assume, adam chases you.
"i know," he clarifies.
"kiss me," he says. then, "kiss me, please," he begs.
your lips connect, adam's fingers press harder into your flesh and he gets strength in his hips, strong enough to thrust up into you.
your weight shifts and you topple over, collapsing onto adam's chest. one of his hands rush to the back of your head, locking your lips together.
he doesn't moan when he cums.
he doesn't whine or groan. he just kisses you harder. he breathes through his nose harder, each breath fanning out against your skin. he thrusts harder, punctuating each drive of his hips until he's warming your insides through the latex barrier between you both.
he doesn't pull away until his cock stops twitching inside of you. and even then, his hips remain in their elevated position. finally, his hips sink down, he pulls away from you with a pronounced smack!, and barely a second passes before he's asking you, "can i eat you out?"
Adam Glenn x fem!Reader, 400ish words, no content warnings.
I saw the post about Adam having alien characteristics by @pumpkins-writing-desk and had to get something typed out about it really quick. More alien!Adam is for sure incoming. Might reuse some of this for a proper thing in the future?
Stale summer air permeates every part of Oklahoma City come June, including your boyfriend’s apartment. Adam had sweetly cornered you into his bed for a mid-afternoon nap with you as his pillow, promising to spare an arm to let you read your book. You had relented, despite the heat from the outdoor sun and now, draped across your torso, the indoor sun sweating directly onto you. His mop of golden hair lays across your shoulder and golden-brown eyelashes are smushed against the top of your right breast. Your right shoulder is attached to your cradling right arm which is attached to your right hand that hopelessly attempts to hold the expanse of Adam’s shirtless back in its palm. When Adam is slumped in your arms like this, you are nearly fooled into believing him to be some common, docile creature. You know better. But most of the time, he plays the part of it well enough to forget that he is not. The other times, he cannot help.
He is tall enough for it to be noticeable in any room he enters. He inhales piles of certain specific foods and seems slightly ill when he goes too long without them. His irises are distinctly yellow, despite the HZL eye color designation on his driver’s license. Too-heavy things are suddenly light in his hands before he remembers to pretend otherwise. His canines puncture and scrape the skin across your neck nearly as easily as they would butter, no matter how gently he lays them there. And he is always gentle. Most obviously, Adam is stupidly beautiful. One might call it ‘girlfriend bias’ but you have too much evidence to suggest otherwise. Even with the greasy hair, rumpled button-up, and bored stare that accompanies him on a difficult day, to look him in the face is to be struck with his entrapping loveliness. People stare. Women and men subtly preen when he is in their vicinity. You suspect the only reason that the second half of his HR co-workers haven’t already confessed their undying attraction to him by now is mitigated only by the fact that they are of stronger willpower than the first half–
Adam mumbles something in his sleep then cuts himself off with a snore. With a sigh, you drop your book about divergent evolution off to the side and stroke a hand through his hair. Your strange man. At least he will always be a docile thing.
I can’t help but giggle an kick my feet at the thought of Adam getting so pissed off because of you being extra snippy and sassy with your words and action. So he picks you up like throws you over his shoulder and walks all the way to your guys room tosses you on the bed just to show you that if you want to be a brat how a brat is gonna be treated.
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Quick note:
I think sub!Adam is great and all but this man is not all muscle for no reason. He’s soft and sweet to those around him in public but when it’s just the two of you in private you get to experience the other side of him that blends so well with his public personality. He can’t just sit there let you do all the work, he thinks when you ride him it’s great but he definitely grabs your hips and pounds up into you. In any position Adam will start off slow when first entering you but once he knows you’re adjusted to his size he begins to go at a pace that leaves your mind blank and body convulsing after every orgasm.
This man loves to communicate, he wouldn’t be quiet during sex. No instead he would let out the deepest moans and grunts, the words he would say only come out as a whisper for you. The dirtiest of praises and degradation that he cools over with another praise.
Once you guys are done he is quick to get up and take care of you, he knows he can cuddle with you in a little bit first you need to go pee and drink some water. Aftercare is so important to him.
