The first time you appeared in his dreams, he didn't question it, after all, strange dreams happened to everyone. Then he began to recognize your silhouette in the crowd, on a street corner or sitting among people.
His senses screamed at him to approach, every muscle tensed, and his hair stood on end as if it knew something he didn't.
Several times he had almost succumbed to this invisible connection, but someone always ended up taking his attention for a second, and when he looked for you again, you had vanished. The more these moments happened, the more nervous and frustrated he became, but his dreams never allowed him to understand anything. It was as if he were trapped inโฆa memory, a memory that seemed to belong to him but that he had never actually lived.
One evening, he found himself in possession of his body in one of his strange dreams-for the first time-, nothing around him but a vast expanse of black, like a void. Then he felt icy fingers slide over his shoulders, the muscles of his arms, his hands. He seemed paralyzed by a kind of fear, but also by a yearning buried deep within his chest.
Then, her arms encircled his waist, like a snake preparing to strangle its victim.
ยซ Wait for me my love, i will find you in every lifeโฆagain and again. ยป
A breath caressed the nape of his neck, and the arms tightened their grip. Teeth sank into his neck, and he awoke with a cry, the sheets disheveled and his breath coming in ragged gasps.
Later, staring at his reflection, he saw the marks of teeth on his neck.
โฐ Dean loves nudes. He's extremely happy and excited when he receives them from you, but honestly, he prefers to send them rather than recieve them because the blond guy is a real narcissist and can spend hours editing his photos and then selecting the ones to send you. Everything has to be perfect ; the pose, the lighting, the framingโฆ
โฐ Dean is definitely the least shy of the three of the team. He won't stop at simple photos of biceps or a still-wet torso. No, he absolutely loves to photograph his entire body, from head to toe.
โฐ With his photos, he'll always take the time to send you a little message like "miss u" or "look at how I need you"โthat kind of cheesy text that suits him so well.
โฐ If you prefer not to send nudes, Dean will be a little disappointed and will try to understand why so he can try asking again. But if you're sure of your decision, he won't pressure you, and to compensate, he'll send even more photos.
โฐ If, on the other hand, you're all for it, the hockey player will be over the moon ! He'll have absolutely no qualms about using your photos for his personal "sexy-time" and will happily share his thought with you !
โฐ Dean is the kind of guy who keeps one of your developed photos in his pocket and kisses it before every competition like a good luck charm.
โฐ Logan doesn't particulary have anything against nudes, but it's true he doesn't really think about it because he's a real cling-on and he never leaves your side, so if he wants to see your body or if you want to see his, all yall have to do is ask !
โฐ You might have to suggest the idea to him, but if he sees that it's something that excites you, he'll play along and think about sending you photos from time to time, while he's fixing something with his glistening chest or after a nice shower.
โฐ Compared to Dean's, his photos are a little less graphic, and generally you only see his face and chest. Honestly, they'd wouldnโt chock if somebody were to look at your photos.
โฐ John will never say no to photos from you, but as I said earlier, he'll tend to come straight to you if he wants to see your body and will give you those sweet looks while kissing your neck.
โฐ If he knows he has nudes of you, he becomes paranoid and panics a little every time he turns on his phone, which is clearly suspicious but he can't help it, there's no way in hell he will let someone like Dean or Beau is going to stumble across pictures of you.
โฐ Nudes and sexy photos aren't exactly the first thing that comes to Garrett's mind when he's just started dating. Maybe if your relationship begins with flirting, but if it's more gradual and "innocent" then no.
โฐ He'll probably be the one to send the first real intimate photo. A simple picture of him getting out of the shower, his hair still wet, and you can even make out what looks like a towel around his waist, but the image is a little blurry. He won't even realize that his picture could be seen as suggestive.
โฐ Even if he doesn't think about it, compared to Logan, it doesn't mean he doesn't care, but it's clear he's not as obsessed as Dean, either with sending or receiving them.
โฐ If you don't want to share nudes with him, it won't bother him, and he won't bring it up again since it's not at all essential for him. But let's say you're up for it, the first time he receives a picture of you, he'll just stare at it for several minutes, speechlessโhe's a simple man.
โฐ His selfies are often taken after practice or a game when he's still dripping with sweat, or a bit more intimate, like when he wakes up at the crack of dawn. Garrett sleeps in his boxers, so you'll get to see some gorgeous pictures of his torso and his V-line, then a little heart emoji and another close-up of his face, pretending to kiss his screen.
โฐ If one of the guysโDean, Logan, or Tuckerโaccidentally saw one of your nudes, he wouldn't get angry and would apologize to you, knowing full well he should have hidden them better. But he'd be in a really bad mood and wouldn't hesitate to glare at the guys.
Your sure and light steps echoed on the marble floor of the large bathroom. A mirror adorned one wall of the large shower, opposite the white stone showerhead, as if it had been placed there with deliberate care, which it was. The mirror was particularly large and arched, resembling a passageway, a rugby player could have easily passed through it, and every time you pointed it out, he would chuckle and tenderly kiss your forehead.
The silk robe fell to the floor with a soft thud, and you turned on the hot water before slipping underneath. Everything in this room was meticulously arranged, every item of furniture, every color, every decorations had its designated place, like on a TV set. Nothing had been left to haphazard, and it had all been planned by him with you in mind.
Your reflection quickly appeared on the misty mirror, your hands gliding over your skin to spread soap while water trickled down your chest and stomach.
After a few moments, something in the air shifted, and you knew, you knew he was there, on the other side of the mirror, enjoying the view. Probably sitting on a wooden chair by the fire with a glass of wine, or blood, depending on his mood. Because he always was.
It had been his idea to put that mirror in the bathroom, of course, and every time he admired you leaning forward so gracefully, he thanked the devil for having such a brilliant idea.
Your showers had never lasted as long as they had since you arrived at the castle.
เน๐๐๐ง๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐๐จ = Age gap, Unrequited Love, Sex, Mention of Sugar Baby x Sugar Daddy Relationship, Open Ending.
เน๐๐ช๐ข๐ข๐๐ง๐ฎ = When two heartbroken and tormented people meet in a bar, a lot of things can happen. But generally, entering a relationship built on sex and the need to forget, isn't one of them.
In this situation, there are two fundamental rules ; don't get attached and don't make a place for yourself in the other person's life.
เน๐ผ/๐ = English is not my first language, please let me know if you see any mistakes ! Enjoy โจ
You met him in a bar one Friday night. It was the kind of bar only regulars know, tucked away in a small alley, the old sign with ยซย Red Doorย ยป in red neon letters constantly flickering, showing signs of near end.
He was sitting at the bar, two empty glasses in front of him and a third, clearly half-drank, between his fingers. Something about him immediately drew you, perhaps his calm, reassuring, aura or his faraway, distant gaze. The look you had in your eyes made it seem like you'd been dumped, but can you really talk about the end of a relationship when the relation never truly began ?
Carlos was every woman's dream ; kind, handsome, caring, but above all, funny. He made everyone around him laugh, and while at first you were only attracted to the outline of his arms and his devastating smile, it was the way he took the time to get to know people and make them feel seen that ultimately made you fall in love with him.
But then, he loved another woman, an older, more mature woman who worked with him. You had met her, and honestly, how could you not fall in love with someone like her ? You couldn't even bring yourself to hate her.
So instead of staying at that small get-together you were at, you left the restaurant-bar to wander the streets and eventually found the ยซย Red Doorย ยป the constant flickering of the sign having caught your eye.
Today, three months later, you didn't remember much of that evening.
You had gone to sit next to that mysterious man with dirty blond hair streaked with white, a sign of his age, a sign that he was much older than you.
The sober [Y/N] might have been intimidated by this stranger who seemed to carry the weight of the world on his shoulders, but the [Y/N] with far too much alcohol in her system had collapsed like a sack of potatoes onto the red leather stool next to him. He had jumped, the sudden movement having clearly jolted him out of his angry thoughts.
Initially surprised, his expression quickly shifted to something indifferent before his gaze became distant again and he downed his third glass of the night in one gulp.
Any other woman would surely have understood the message and left him to his demons, but not you, not you who had just realized she had to move on and forget the man she had loved for almost seven years.
You then ordered a glass of rum, perhaps subconsciously wanting to impress him, and turned all your attention to him.
Leon hadn't taken long to notice your little game. On any other night, he probably would have gone along with it and gone home with a young thing like you, but not tonight, not after receiving a message from her.
Every time he thought he was making progress, she found a way to carve a path deep within him and force him to take two steps back.
โSorry, I'm not in the mood tonight, sweetheart. He sighed, trying to sound as gentle as possible. He knew better than anyone that being rejected wasn't pleasant.
โMood for what ? I didnโt say anything.
It was at that moment, when Leon looked up at you, one eyebrow raised, and met your sparkling gaze, that fateโs trap fell on him. Answering you a few seconds later, with a sigh, opened a door that could never be closed again and gave you the little push you needed to persist.
The next morning, in a room with sumptuous sheets, where all drinks and bottles of alcohol were included in the price, you woke up alone. The only evidence of that torrid night was teeth marks and a hundred-dollar bill placed like an offering on the nightstand next to your naked body.
He left you with nothing but that, a bill. No name, no phone number, no address, nothing. Just the memory of a voice slightly rasp and compliments far too carefully chosen and flattering to be real.
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One week later
Not a day had gone by without you thinking of those strong, weathered hands or those defined muscles. For a few hours, the presence of this stranger had soothed the gut-wrenching pain. It hadn't disappeared, oh no, how could you make the pain of a heartbreak of a unrequited love that had lasted for years disappear ? But it had been lessened for a while.
You liked to think that his pain, too, had eased during your embrace. You hadn't spoken about what weighed on your shoulders, or if you had, you couldn't remember, but as your conversation at the bar unfolded, a silent understanding of each other's needs had developed, which had led Leon to agree to spend the night with you.
On Friday evening, exactly one week after that night, you went to the bar hoping to see him again, to feel that sense of peace and calm again, but, against all odds and hope, he wasn't there.
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Twelve days later
Perhaps you were obsessed, or desperate, or both ? But you went back to the bar, just a few days after your first attempt, and this time again, he wasn't there.
Just before you could make the infamous walk of shame, the bartender called you and handed you a small piece of paper. It looked as if it had been hastily torn from a sheet of paperโwhich it hadโbefore someone scribbled something on it.
โLeon left this for you, the bartender chuckled, he said give this to a girl way too young for me who probably has a hangdog look every time she leaves here.
Leon. So that was his name.
The words were written with a black pen that had leaked, but you had still managed to decipher a date, a time, and an address. Very charming indeed.
It was surely at that moment that you should have wondered what you were getting yourself into, but no, the need to feel desired by a man, even if it wasn't him, was strong, stronger than reason.
So, five days later, dressed in your favorite clothes that made you look your best, you went to the hotel where you had spent your first night.
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Seventeen days later
โLeon ?
The 49-year-old man turned around, a glass of bourbon in his hand, and looked at you. During those two weeks, he'd had time to think, a lot, between spinning kicks and axe blows.
And he'd come to the conclusion that he needed a distraction, anything to stop thinking about her. To stop thinking about her stupid hair, her stupid laugh, and her stupid, delicious lipsโฆ
That distraction was you. He knew it wasn't right, but his goal tonight was to offer you a deal, not to make you fall for him and use you to forget what he preferred to call a stupid rookie crush.
โThatโs me, yeah. He replied before mentally slapping himself. What kind of answer was that ?!
You didnโt seem to think twice about his awkwardness before approaching him, and after exchanging a couple of greetings, you went up to the same room as last time.
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โSooo, why did you want to see me ?
โI have a proposition for you.
Those words made you raise your eyebrows. A proposition ? It smelled fishy, but you still chose to ignore reason and asked him to elaborate, curious to know what he could possibly want to propose after two weeks.
Leon took a moment to start his sentence and then stopped mid-sentence, seemingly unable to find his words. He started again several times before sighing and deciding to speak without stopping. In any case, he could always go back over certain points and answer your questions if you didn't understand what he was trying to communicate.
โLike I said, I have a proposition. You see, thereโs something Iโd like to forget, and I feel like you could help me. Of course, Iโm not asking you to do this for free, Iโll pay you and give you whatever you want.
There was a silence after his words, a silence during which your brain analyzed each one precisely before weighing the pros and cons in a few seconds. Naturally, there were far more pros than cons.
โYou know what, okay. Anyway, I also have something Iโd like to forget, so why not !
โWellโฆ that wasโฆ easy ? He replied, blinking.
Leon had expected to perhaps receive a slap or be called a pervert, after all, he was asking for a transactional relationship based on sex from a woman twenty years, or even more, younger than him. What young woman wouldnโt have thought twice before agreeing ?
The answer was simple, a young woman who needed to move on. Leon was certainly much older, but he was nothing like the fifty-year-old men you were used to seeing on the street.
He was attractive, muscular, seductive, had money, but above all, he had something magnetic about him. A magnetism so strong that he was the only man you noticed that night at the ยซย Red Doorย ยป.
โBut I donโt want money. Iโm not a prostitute or some kind of sugar baby. You said eagerly, thereโs no way you were going to be seen as a gold digger or any other kind of woman ready to give her body to just anyone, even if that was kinda what you were going to do.
Leon crossed his arms before shaking his head like a father would to scold his daughter.
โThat's a condition. I'm not paying you for sex, consider it a way for me to take care of you, a kind ofโฆaffection.
โI don't need you to take care of me, thank you. Just because I'm younger than you doesn't mean I'm incapable of living alone or anything like that.
โThat's not what i meant. Given your strong character and the determination you showed two weeks ago, i have no doubt you know what you want and how to manage your life. However, you're what, 22 or 23 ? And even if it's been a long time and it was a different era, i know very well that the beginning of adult life isn't easy. So don't be stubborn and accept this as a bonus.
It had hurt to accept it, but Leon was right, a woman your age sometimes wanted things she couldn't afford. Going on trips with her friends, buying herself things she liked from time to time, taking care of those who mattered to her, and so on.
So after a few days, you finally agreed. You reviewed the terms together, and then your relationship began.
The rules were simple, everything seemed simple. What could possibly go wrong, anyway ?
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Present time โ three months later
If there was one thing you hated, it was math. Seriously, who likes math ? Well, like I said, not you, and the scribbles on your notebook were proof enough.
Professor Chambers was a woman who knew how to express herself and could captivate everyone's attention, but...she had to teach math. If she'd taught anything else, you would have given her the Oscar for best teacher.
At the end of the second period, your phone vibrated, a single, short, and direct message appeared.
ยซ Mister Kennedy : tonight at eight, same as always. ยป
Leon wasn't the type to write long messages. He always said it was because of his job, that he didn't have time to type too much and that he needed to focus all his attention on what he was doing. But seriously, what could he possibly be doing that he didn't have time to type three lines? Fighting really bad guys ? Protecting the President of the United States ? Saving the world from a highly infectious biological virus ? Naaa.
But you never pushed the issue too far, in fact, you rarely asked him questions. For two and a half months, you'd had no trouble confiding in him, cradled in his strong, firm arms, but he, on the other hand, had never delved too deeply into his private life.
He liked to say it was a state secret, chuckling as he poured you another drink, and you always respected his choice. In return, he never pressed you and let you reveal whatever you wanted, while still showing genuine interest in what you had to say.
โSo, you were in love with him for six years and you never told him anything ? He asked one evening when you had confided in your feelings towards the famous โsomethingโ that you had to forget.
โSeven years and no, I never did. Back then i was a kid with a stupid crush back then, and now I am still a kid but whoโs in loveโฆ
Leon hadn't said anything, knowing full well there was nothing to say. So, in a silent attempt to soothe your frustration, he had slid the tips of his calloused fingers down your spine while gently pulling you a little closer to his bare chest.
โI first met him when I was about ten years old. He was a family friend who had just returned from a long trip, and my father had invited him to stay with us for a few days. It went so well that he came to eat at our house at least once a month.
You had let out a long sigh before resting your head against him and continuing.
โAt first it was just a childhood crush, I didnโt even know what sex was. Then I grew up and so did my ยซย just a childhood crushย ยปโฆI never told him anything because I know perfectly well that to him Iโm at best a kind of niece.
Again, Leon said nothing, but his caresses hadnโt stopped the whole time, a silent sign of understanding.
Professor Chambers suddenly slammed the book in front of her before placing her hands on her waist and addressing the entire class.
โClass ends in five minutes, but we've covered everything I wanted to see today. Don't forget to read the theory for chapter five for next time, we'll start directly with exercises. And feel free to email me if you don't understand something.
That was all it took for the entire class to get up and head for the exit like animals. And honestly, you would have done the same if Sherry hadn't taken her sweet time, like she did at the end of every class. Sometimes you even wondered if she was doing it on purpose. It was like she was gloating, watching your face fall as the students left while you were still sitting there waiting on her.
โCare for a girlsโ night ? she asked, putting away her last book.
โNot today, sorry, I have plans.
โAnd youโre still not going to tell me planโs name ?
Sherry wasnโt stupid and had noticed the signs, only she had no idea that the man behind all those late night meets and notifications was twice her best friendโs age. She had never said anything about [Y/N]โs feelings for Carlos because she knew nothing would ever happen, but if she found out about Leonโฆ
And that was why until now you had never shared anything about the soon-to-be fiftieth anniversary.
โYeah in your dreams.
โYou really are no funโฆ.Sighed the blonde as she shuffled towards the exit.
Oh how you wanted to tell her everything but you were not ready to face the look in her eyes that would tell you everything you already knew.
This relationship wasnโt healthy but it worked, and in the end, that was what was the most important.
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As always, you met Leon that same evening at the bar where it had all begun. Leon loved having a drink there, it was his little ritual. Most of the time you didn't drink anything, preferring to enjoy the hotel's complimentary drinks, or sometimes you'd have a small drink with him, but only when something was bothering you.
That evening, you ordered a [FAVORITE DRINK].
And that immediately caught Leon's attention, because he saw, heard and knew everything.
โWhat is it love ? he asked, bringing his glass to his lips.
โHe's going to eat with us on Sunday. My mom told me two days ago.
He, Leon knew right away who you were talking about. He also understood that tonight, you needed him to distract you, more than ever. And he accepted it without a word because, deep down, he was using you as a distraction tooโฆright ?
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The drive to the hotel was quite peaceful. You told him about your day, and Leon listened attentively, a large hand resting on your thigh, as if it belonged there. It was his way of feeling close to you. He wasn't one for grand declarations or telling others he appreciated them, but he showed it in his own way.
A hand on the small of your back as you weaved through other people, a little something like a stuffed animal or an accessory that reminded him of you, a quick kiss on the nape of your neck before you showered or when you fell asleep after making love. All these little details were his way of showing he cared for you, even if your relationship was primarily based on sex and not really love or affection.
Once in the hotel room, the first thing Leon did was fill two glasses with alcohol while you lay sprawled across the middle of the bed, like a beached starfish.
He watched you for a moment from the foot of the bed, bringing his glass to his lips. He seemed amused by your behavior but wisely decided not to comment, Leon had an unintentional knack for hitting where it hurts, and right now he didn't trust himself enough to say anything that would cheer you up.
So he finally sat down next to you and placed the glasses on the cedar dresser beside the bed. He gently rested his hand on your thigh again, his thumb tracing delicious circles on your skin.
โYou're thinking too much love.
You sighed, frustrated, before rolling your eyes. How could you stop thinking in a situation like this ?
โNo shit, Sherlockโฆ
Leon seemed amused and let out a soft chuckle. He was putting himself in your shoes and knew perfectly well that if he had to face her again in a few days, he would surely lose his composure and revert to the young rookie he once was, for that was one of her many abilities.
Finally, he leaned over you, his scent of alcohol and worn leather permeating the air between you. Meeting your gaze, with his free hand he delicately slid the fabric of your neckline down, lowering the cup of your bra in the process. He freed your right breast from its bra straps before admiring it with a small smile.
His pupils were dilated, the only sign of his growing arousal. The blue of his irises was now overshadowed by the black of his pupils, giving him an almost predatory look.
He leaned down again, his fingers leaving your clothes to grasp the flesh of your breast. Like a hungry man, he first placed quick, wet, kisses around your nipple, taking undisguised pleasure in hearing your breaths deepen slightly. Then he began to nibble and lick the small, hard, nub.
Your hand didn't take long to find its path through his dark blonde and white hair, a way to stay grounded and not lose your head under the heat of his breath and tongue. Your torso arched slightly as the hand that had been caressing your thigh a few moments ago slipped little by little under the fabric of your dress, slowly moving up to the place that most longed for the touch of the fifty-year-old.
โLet's take your mind elsewhere, alright sweetheart.
His path veered from near your crotch to move up the fabric of your dress to your waist while his grazing and sucking on your breasts stopped to move up to your collarbone. He licked the thin skin and nibbled it delicately before finally moving down to your stomach, having decided he'd had enough of your chest.
His kisses paused for a moment at your navel, his tongue leaving a trail of saliva as his hands grasped your hips before sliding down with him to the inside of your thighs. He slowly parted them, looking up at you silently, as if asking permission.
A simple nod from you was enough for him, and he buried his face between your flesh. His tongue teased the entrance of your folds for a moment before slowly moving back up and closing his lips around your clitoris to suckle.
Leon felt the muscles of your thighs contract beneath his powerful hands, and, beginning to know your body, he noticed immediately that it was a sign you were about to try to close them around his head. While he wouldn't have minded being trapped near your delicious core, he still preferred to see your body tense and tremble under his torture and strength.
His hands gripped you more firmly as he continued to play with your clitoris, his tongue occasionally returning to your entrance. He amused himself by sliding the tip inside before withdrawing it just as quickly, just to feel your walls contract and clench around nothing.
He loved playing with you and your limits, discovering new reactions each time and the secrets your body held. Your moans and the sound of your ragged breathing were music to his old man's ears.
Very quickly, he felt your fingers grip his hair again for dear life and pull. Leon said nothing, letting out a soft groan that resonated deep within you, making the muscles in your lower abdomen tighten.
The agent didn't take long to recognize the signs that you were close to orgasm. Your moans were louder and clearer, your body was trying to escape his grasp, your mound was becoming increasingly wet, and he found himself thinking that he would have absolutely no trouble penetrating you without using his fingers first. This thought made him smile, and after a final lick, he pulled away from you and stood up.
He watched for a moment as your trembling stopped, your moans replaced by whimpers of displeasure, your sex contracting desperately, searching for something to fill it. He ran his tongue over his glistening lips, savoring your taste, and gave your left thigh a gentle pat, trying to catch your blurred, clouded gaze, still heavy with pleasure.
โYou alright, miss?
โWhy did you stop...? You breathed after a moment, your breath coming in short gasps and your voice rough.
โBecause I want you to come with me inside. He replied, pressing his lips to your knee and patting your thigh affectionately for the at least fourth time that night.
With what little strength you had left, you managed to roll your eyes at his supposedly sexy comment, which made Leon smile. He clearly preferred to see you happy rather than filled with negative thoughts.
You were too young to get hung up on that kind of thing, it was his role to overthink or stress over minor inconveniences not you.
โHurry upโฆYou finally asked him, your gaze shifting in embarrassment at practically having to beg him.
โAtta girl. He chuckled, deliciously slowly removing his black top and then his belt.
He dropped them to the floor near the bed before focusing on his pants. The black canvas of his trousers was stretched taut, a bulge now proudly erect beneath the zipper.
Leon met your glazed, lustful gaze, noticed your frantic breathing, your wet intimate lips and then smiled, satisfied. Compared to you he was much better at hiding his arousal, his bulge the only real clue, but then again, he had years of experience.
Leon lowered his pants before tossing them to the floor to join the rest of his clothes. He was now wearing only a black boxer that beautifully accentuated his muscular, powerful, thighs and his hard lenght.
His warm hands gripped your hips, pulling you even closer to him. His fingers slipped between your folds, moistening the digits before he lubricated his sex with your arousal.
Finally, he grasped his shaft and, with a slow, gentle movement, thrusted inside you.
The man felt all your muscles contract around him and admired the way your back arched and how your womb accepted him, as if he was made to be between your thighs. Once his lenght was inside you, he didn't immediately begin to move and glanced at you to make sure you were alright. Because for him, your well-being was the most important thing and you did not like any thing he did he would stop immediately, no questions asked.
โYou can moveโฆYou sighed after a few seconds of silence.
Satisfied, the man leaned forward, his torso pressing against your chest and his pelvis joining yours to place a kiss on your forehead. A kiss devoid of sexuality, just a gesture meant to be reassuring, pure, filled with respect and affection.
With your consent, his hips moved backward before thrusting forward with a sharp, echoing motion that resonated throughout the roomโs walls covered in white wallpaper and its pristine windows.
His movements flowed seamlessly, and soon he found a rhythm that suited him. His calloused hands held your thighs possessively, preventing your body from moving too much, and his eyes were fixed on the slight bulge in your lower belly created by his sex each time he thrusted deep inside you.
Too engrossed in this sight, he didn't even notice your expression change, your brows furrow, your lips part in a silent cry, your eyes roll back, or your toes twitch with intense pleasure.
The sounds of skin scraping, ragged breaths, groans, and moans grew louder and louder, and Leon quickly decided to change tactics. His movements continued, but his right hand slipped between your thighs to tease your clitoris, which was waiting impatiently.
His thumb began to make slow, precised, circles with slight pressure, stimulating the small bud of nerves. Your moist walls then began to close more and more around him, creating a delicious friction, and finally, after some delicious minutes, he felt your body contract abruptly.
Leon knew then that he had succeeded in giving you a well-deserved orgasm.
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โI feel sorry you didnโt get to finishโฆ
Your fingers wandered over the D.S.O agentโs torso, tracing imaginary shapes on his skin, still slightly damp from your physical activity.
โThis wasnโt about me, but about you.
His answer left no room for reply, and in his voice you detected no hesitation or regret because there was none. Leon had loved more than anything giving you the release you needed.
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One afternoon
The fifty years old man felt his phone vibrate in one of his many trouser pockets, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he pulled the device out to check the notification he had received, under the curious gaze of his old friend, Claire Redfield.
ยซ [Y/N] : Can't make it this weekend !! You're never going to believe this, but I have a date with him !!! ยป
Leon smiled slightly when he saw your message, it was what you'd always wanted. He knew perfectly well that this relationship, if you could even call it that, wouldn't last forever, and he didn't mind. After all, he was used to keeping to himself. He'd go back to seeing women he'd met in bars from time to time and drowning his sorrows in alcohol to forget the formidable, beautiful, Ada Wong.
He was happy for you, really.
โWow, Leon, that expression really doesn't suits you. Claire remarked, frowning and bringing her glass of lemonade to her lips.
๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ฃ๐ = Leon x Younger!Reader
๐๐ช๐ข๐ข๐๐ง๐ฎ = When two heartbroken and tormented people meet in a bar, a lot of things can happen. But generally, entering a relationship built on sex and the need to forget, isn't one of them.
In this situation, there are two fundamental rules ; don't get attached and don't make a place for yourself in the other person's life.
๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐๐ฃ ๐๐๐ฃ๐ = Age Gap, Unrequited Love, Sex, Mention of sugar baby x sugar daddy relationship,
๐ผ/๐ = I don't know when I'll be able to post it, I hope this weekend, but you will find it attached to the link just below.
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You met him in a bar one Friday night. It was the kind of bar only regulars know, tucked away in a small alley, the old sign with ยซย Red Doorย ยป in red neon letters constantly flickering, showing signs of near end.
He was sitting at the bar, two empty glasses in front of him and a third, clearly half-drank, between his fingers. Something about him immediately drew you, perhaps his calm, reassuring, aura or his faraway, distant gaze. The look you had in your eyes made it seem like you'd been dumped, but can you really talk about the end of a relationship when the relation never truly began ?
Carlos was every woman's dream ; kind, handsome, caring, but above all, funny. He made everyone around him laugh, and while at first you were only attracted to the outline of his arms and his devastating smile, it was the way he took the time to get to know people and make them feel seen that ultimately made you fall in love with him.
But then, he loved another woman, an older, more mature woman who worked with him. You had met her, and honestly, how could you not fall in love with someone like her ? You couldn't even bring yourself to hate her.
So instead of staying at that small get-together you were at, you left the restaurant-bar to wander the streets and eventually found the ยซย Red Doorย ยป the constant flickering of the sign having caught your eye.
โฐ I don't know why, but Aerion strikes me as a man who loves asses. I can easily picture him sipping his glass of red wine, his deep, captivating eyes gazing at the numerous dancers in short, revealing outfits, swaying theirs bodies to the music.
โฐ He appears impassive to everyone else, but if you focus on the blue and intensity of his eyes, you'll see a flame of desire burning within them. It was at a party after some jousting that he discovered his attraction to this part of the body.
โฐ Aerion's love is bruising and harsh, and unfortunately, your backside will pay the price ! Don't be surprised to find teeth marks or handprints on your ass the morning after your intercourse.
โฐ During a conversation, if you walk behind or beside him, he'll turn away from the discussion and discreetly follow the sway of your hips with his eyes, imagining the shape of your buttocks and how they feel in the palms of his handsโa real obsessed man, even if he'd never admit it.
โฐ If you hug him, he'll first place his hand on the small of your back, pressing you protectively against his chest. Then, when your attention is elsewhere, he'll gently slide his hand down and grasp your flesh between his fingers, whether you're wearing clothes or not. His memory is sharp enough for him to remember the sensation of your skin against his.
โฐ Valarr is a gentleman, never one to look too up or too down, but he will remember all his life the day a prostitute lifted her dress to her left thigh and, seductively, ran her fingernails along her skin, his cousin, Aerion, had forced him to come with him to the lower quarters. His breath had caught in his throat, and since then, that image has never left his mind.
โฐ As you may have guessed, Valarr has a preference for thighs, your thighs in particular. He loves to rest his head on them after a long day of princely duties, and he will silently ask, with his puppy-dog eyes, to run your fingers through his hair.
โฐ In the morning, before leaving, he will often gently lift the sheet covering your body and place light kisses on the upper and inner parts of your thighs, always respectfully, while his thumb tenderly caresses your knee. A little ritual he particularly cherishes.
โฐ At important dinners where the seven kingdoms are gathered, he will place his hand on your thigh, over your clothes, a way of grounding himself and preventing his boredom from overcoming the perfect prince he must be.
โฐ During foreplay, if you are on top, he loves to tenderly grip your flesh, careful not to hurt you, then his hand will gradually move up the inside of your thighs as he kisses you passionately before slowly, soooo slowly, inserting his fingers inside you and beginning to torment you.
โฐ Daeron has never hidden his attraction to your breasts, in fact, they were the first thing he noticed when you met. Drunk to the bone, he didn't even bother to hide his burning gaze.
โฐ He's not really the type to care about their size, although it's true he tends to have a slight weakness for large breasts. Their softness reminds him of a pillow, and he loves to bury his head between them to rest and silence the voices in his head.
โฐ You riding him is his favorite position for two reasons. First, he can lie down and not really move, which is perfect for him since he rarely has enough energy for sex, especially after getting drunk. And second, he can see your breasts bouncing.
โฐ His gaze is often mesmerized by their movement, thanks gravity, and when he isn't staring longingly at them, his slender fingers delicately grasp them. He doesn't want to leave a mark, simply to savor their warmth and softness.
โฐ Now's the time for small breasts to shine ! Daeron loves to see his hand fully encompass them, he enjoys feeling their weight in the palm of his hands while kissing the nape of your neck. He can remain motionless for a while with his hands covering your breasts, just feeling you and being happy that youโre real.
โฐ Ekko puts your comfort before his own. He'll get up, lift you into his arms, and carry you to the bathroom to wash you. He'll even place you in the bathtub and wash you without saying anything.
โฐ Ekko knows a lot about feminine hygiene and will be adamant that you use the toilet to avoid any infections later.
โฐ He's also the type to make you a little something to eat right after washing youโnothing fancy, just some chopped fruit or eggs with bread, just something to give you a boost of energy.
โฐ Ekko will always be the last to fall asleep and will hold you in his arms so you can sleep warm and cozy, especially in winter since you don't have heating.
โฐ He will often stay awake for a good part of the night, simply watching over you. He likes to stroke your back with his fingertips and gaze tenderly at your face.
โฐ Don't expect to find breakfast ready the next day, as he usually doesn't eat breakfast and is often not even in your bed when you wake up. If you are lucky enough to wake up when he is still there, know that Ekko will never say no to a breakfast you've lovingly prepared.
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โฐ After you make love, Jinx is particularly cuddly and will want to stay in your bed for a while before showering or going to the bathroom. She'll intertwine your limbs and lovingly kiss your neck and face. Enjoy it, because it's rare for her to be this calm !
โฐ You'll have to insist that she get out of bed and wash up. She could stay there for hours, covered in sweat, but since you're asking her, she'll eventually agree.
โฐ Jinx will want you to shower together and will ask you to wash her hair, and then she'll want to wash yours.
โฐ She can go days without eating, so she won't really think about making you a snack, but if you cook her a meal, she'll happily eat what you've prepared.
โฐ Jinx isn't usually very good at aftercare, partly because she's not used to taking care of others and partly because she doesn't know much about it, but she'll try her best with the little knowledge she has about love.
โฐ Just like Ekko, she won't fall asleep right away and will simply watch you sleep, it soothes her, and the only times she feels "normal" are when she's with you.
โฐ Unfortunately, his illness prevents him from doing many things, and Viktor won't have the strength to lift you to the bathroom or even go himself. Sex particularly exhausts him, and you'll have to help him shower and get around afterward-once he's caught his breath.โ
โฐ Thanks to his extensive research, Viktor, like Ekko, knows quite a bit about feminine hygiene and will remind you not to forget to go to the toilet. He just won't check that you've actually gone, saying that you're old enough to take care of your body.
โฐ Also, no post-sex snacks, as he's far too tired to eat or do anything. However, if you ask him, he'll agree to nibble on a small piece of fruit to please you, because he knows you care about him.
โฐ He'll still want to spend a little time in your bed after your shower, just caressing and touching each other in a non-sexual way. He likes to stroke your face and kiss your hands, and he'll appreciate it if you do the same for him.
โฐ Unfortunately, Viktor won't last long and will probably be the first of you to fall asleep, unless you're even more exhausted than he is, but I doubt it. He's actually quite upset with himself for being so "useless" and not even being able to stay awake with you.
โฐ He tried to surprise you with breakfast once, but unfortunately, he burned everything, and now he doesn't have the energy to cook and stay up at the same time. But he would be delighted to have breakfast in bed with you the next morningโwhen he's not off to join Jace for their research.โ
โฐ Mark will never admit it, mainly because it's a subject that makes him slightly uncomfortable, but he's always had a preference for women with a... how shall I say... well-developed bottom.
โฐ It will take him a little while to show you or tell you outright, but if you're observant, you'll notice his wandering gaze and the slight red marks on his cheeks.
โฐ Once he's comfortable with his preferences, and after a few months of dating, he'll love to hold you in his arms and simultaneously place his hands on your ass. Sometimes his caresses will have ulterior motives, but most of the time it's just because it relaxes him.
โฐ He loves to playfully bite your asscheeks. If you're lying on his bed, on your stomach, he'll silently approach and nibble your left cheeks, giggling like a child.
โฐ He also likes to just rest his head on it, as if your ass was a cushion. He can spend hours like that, doing absolutely nothingโgently caressing the backs of your thighs with his fingertips.
โฐ Mark doesn't care at all about the size of your butt, small or large, the main thing for him is that it belong to you.
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โฐ Like Mark, Rex has a slight preference for his girlfriend's butt, and other women's too, but that's another story.
โฐ He doesn't hide it at all and would be ready to shout it from the rooftops. I wouldn't be surprised if he already has, actually. For him, a nice pair of buttocks is the best!
โฐ He likes to sneak up behind you and give you a good spanking, and not even in a sexual way, it just makes him laugh.
โฐ His favorite positions are positions where he can see and touch your buttcheeks ; reverse cowgirl, doggy style, you name it. Of course, he also likes simpler positions, but he usually switches pretty quickly during a round.
โฐ You can't convince me that he isn't an ass-eater, I'm just saying.
โฐ Rex loves all women and all body types, but it's true he might have a slight preference for bodies a bit a rounder, espacially a rounder bottom. He'll always adapt to his girlfriend's shape, but that doesn't stop him from having a few fantasies.
โฐ If you're insecure about your figure because you're afraid it might be too small, for example, don't worry ! Rex will always be there to reassure you and show you how much he loves your body, whatever your shape or weight.
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โฐ I'm a little torn between your butt and your thighs for Eve. I think she's the type to glance at your butt when you walk by, especially when you're not together, but she loves resting her head on your thighs even more and just scrolling through her phone.
โฐ Eve isn't one to reveal her preferences, but if you asked her, she'd say she loves everything about you and that you have a beautiful figureโeven if you think you don't because for her youโre the most beautiful woman.
โฐ Compared to guys, she's much more reserved, and your body wasn't the first thing that attracted her. I think you were just friends for a while before she started seeing you differently.
โฐ If you wear jeans or pants with pockets on the back, she might slip her hand into one and just leave it there. She's not doing it specifically to touch your ass, but just because she wants to have some fairly intimate contact with you.
โฐ In bed, she'll take the time to kiss your stomach and your thighs, especially the inner thighs, before moving up towards your privates, if you know what I mean.
โฐ She'll develop the bad habit of sleeping with one leg over your thighs and one arm across your chest, like a real koala. She won't leave you alone all night, so I hope you don't mind because it's non-negotiable.
โฐ Neteyam loves everything about you, of course, but if you asked him what his favorite part of your body was, he'd say first your face, then your thighs.
โฐ Whether you have big thighs, small thighs, fat, or muscle, he doesn't care, he doesn't pay any attention to those kinds of details.
โฐ He adores them because he can rest his head on them and just stop thinking for a moment. He doesn't know the softness of feather pillows, but he's sure your thighs give the exact same feeling of comfort.
โฐ He developed the bad habit of swinging you over his shoulder, holding you by the thighsโnot your butt because he is a gentlemanโwhen he thinks a situation is getting too dangerous or just for a laugh because he loves to hear you complain.
โฐ If you have hair on your thighs and legs, Neteyam won't care and will even be quite curious because Na'vi don't have body hair. Once, he even pulled on a hair to get a closer look, not realizing it would hurt, and after getting the beating of his life he never did it again.
โฐ Honestly, I don't think it was your pretty face that caught the attention of our favorite troublemaker, at least not right away. Initially, it was curiosity because, apart from Spider, who is the only teenage human (and male), he'd never had the chance to see a girl.
โฐ And your body was the first thing he noticed. In terms of build, the Na'vi all tend to have the same slender silhouette and long, thin limbs, but not humans. Humans each have their own unique appearance, and that's what attracted him.
โฐ Lo'ak loves your butt, and not even in a sexual context. He just likes it and doesn't really know how to hide it because you'll often catch him staring at it with a certain curiosity.
โฐ Once you're a couple, he'll love touching it while you're cuddling. Most men put their arms around their partner's waist, but not him. He places both large hands on your buttcheeks and doesn't even squeeze or anything, they're just... there...
โฐ To tease youโwhich is his favorite activityโhe has a bad habit of nibbling at your asscheeks. Donโt worry, he's careful not to bite too hard...when he remembersโฆ
โฐ Lo'ak is quite possessive and hates it when other Na'vi look at you the way he does, so he's made a habit of often standing behind you to block their view, but he pretends this is just a way to annoy you by pinching or tickling you.
โฐ At first, his gaze on your figure was purely innocent, when you were around ten years old and adolescence was just beginning to show its face, but as he grew older, it became more insistent.
โฐ Spider doesn't know any other female human his age, and he's become more than curious about your breasts and butt. The Sullys' jokes also didn't help the matters.
โฐ When you're a couple, Spider has the bad habit of staring at your body without really realizing it. He was already doing it before you were together, but now he doesn't even care whether he's being subtle or not.
โฐ I don't really know why, but I just know he's an ass man, and possibly a thighs man. I don't even have a justification, i just know it.
โฐ As an adult, he'll simply love to squeeze your buttocks when you're hugging. He doesn't really have any ulterior motives, it's just a slightly odd reflex he's developed over the years.
โฐ As a teenager, he won't be as bold, but he might dare to touch your thighs while you're sitting next to each other, or rest his head on them while you're stargazing with your masks on, or even gently tap your right thigh with his fingertips to signal that it's time to leave because things are getting dangerous.
โฐ Dick is the kind of man who takes good care of all his partners after sex, although he won't put the same effort into his girlfriend as he would a one-night stand !
โฐ He'll insist on staying in bed to chat while caressing your hips or back. He really wants to make sure everything went well, and sometimes he just wants to talk about anything and everything.
โฐ Once that's done, he'll run you a hot, bubbly bath because he's a kid at heart, and then come back for you. It's also common for the bath to turn into a hot messy bath with him.
โฐ Dick is hungry as hell after sex and will always insist on cooking you something you like or ordering pizzas for example.
โฐ Afterwards, he'll want to spend a little more time just cuddling, caressing each other without any ulterior motivesโwell, he tries anywayโ, Dick is, in my opinion, the most sexually active of the three of them.
โฐ He usually falls asleep at the same time as you but will always make sure you're close to him and that he's the one who would be attacked first if an intruder came in. Bonus : Dick tends to sleep more than you, even if you're someone who sleeps a lot, he'll always miraculously manage to sleep longer.
โฐ Damian struggled with aftercare at the beginning of your relationship. He understood the concept and the reasons behind it, but putting it into practice went against his nature and the way he was raised.
โฐ With a little communication and effort on his part, he started trying small things he thought would please you, like preparing a simple snack or drawing you a bath.
โฐ The first time he wanted to do this, he asked Alfred to do it for him. After realizing you would have preferred it to come from his hands, he never asked again and took it upon himself to make you happy.
โฐ He's not a fan of intense physical contact or sweet nothings, but after a nice shower and a change of sheets, he'll suggest you cuddle up with him and just stay like that.
โฐ Damian never falls asleep until he's sure you are asleep, he likes to watch over you, it's his way of showing you he loves youโwith subtle little gestures.
โฐ He'll probably wake up before you in the morning and won't move, not wanting to wake you, but also because he likes to enjoy those few minutes, or hours, of peace and quiet where he can admire you in secret.
โฐ Jason is a slightly different case. He knew perfectly well what aftercare was before your relationship, but he never had the desire or the opportunity to do it with anyone.
โฐ He didn't know his one-night stands well enough to want to be vulnerable with them or simply show them little gestures of affection.
โฐ Jason won't hesitate to lift you up in his arms and take you straight to the bathroom so you can use the toilet, because he secretly knows a thing or two about feminine hygiene, and also run you a nice hot bath.
โฐ He'll take good care of you before showering himself, because yes, he usually lets you bathe alone to make sure you don't exhaust yourself. He has absolutely nothing against shower sex, but when you need to recharge, he's uncompromising.
โฐ Jason likes to put on a movie in the background when you go to bedโhe'll let you choose the filmโ. He usually doesn't really watch the movie and will be more interested in caressing you and keeping you warm.
โฐ Just like Damian, he won't fall asleep before you and will even stay awake quite a while to make sure nothing can happen to you, because yes, our big boy is a little bit paranoid.
โฐ Mark is the kind of boyfriend who loves to pamper his partner after a good night of sexy time.
โฐ He's not around often because of his role as Invincible, so this is one of the times he tries hardest to make up for his frequent absences.
โฐ From simple cuddles and kisses to hot bubbly baths, Mark is ready to do anything to please you and, above all, relax your body since he tends to be a little rough.
Body parts (Their favorite body parts of theirs and also their partner's)
โฐ Mark loves your stomach. Whether you have fat or defined abs, he doesn't care, he simply loves the feel of his cheek against the soft skin of your belly.
โฐ He often falls asleep against it or simply closes his eyes and places little kisses here and there.
โฐ I think he prefers his hands. They allow him to feel you, to hold your hands, to touch your most intimate parts.
โฐ He tries to take the best possible care of them with lotionโwhen he remembersโand even lets you paint his nails if you want to.
Cum (Anything to do with cum, basicallyโฆ)
โฐ Mark secretly loves to finish insideโmaybe a Vitrumite instinct ?โhe doesn't really admit it, but after a few months of dating, he'll ask for permission, his cheeks flushed and his eyes averted.
โฐ If you agree, he'll be overjoyed and eager to try it and needless to say, it will become his favorite way to finish. If you don't agree, he'll be slightly disappointed but won't bring it up again, not wanting to put pressure on you. It will always remain something in the back of his mind, but he's not the type to force his desires.
Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
โฐ I'm a little stuck on this one because I get the impression that Mark doesn't really have any secret fantasies. He's the type who thinks communication is key, and if he wants to try something, he'll tell you about it pretty quickly once your relationship has been going on for a few monthsโonce he's really comfortableโ.
โฐ Whether it's something silly or rather embarrassing, he still won't hesitate to tell you about it and ask if you're up for trying it.
Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)
โฐ Before you, his only girlfriend was Amber. He did experiment with her, but it's true that they always kept things relatively simple.
โฐ So he knows pretty well what he's doing, but he's the type to always ask his partner if what he's doing is okay with her and if he's doing it rightโwhile giving head, for exampleโ.
Favorite Position (This goes without saying.)
โฐ Any position that allows prolonged physical contact, he loves having you against him, especially during such an intimate moment.
โฐ One of his favorite positions is you on top. He'll take the opportunity to slip his hands under your butt, and with his superhuman strength, he'll have no trouble lifting you up before lowering you onto his dick. Mark doesn't tire easily and can continue his movements for a long time !
Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.)
โฐ Mark is generally quite playful with a touch of seriousness. He wants you to feel as comfortable as possible, hence his playful teasing, but it's true that sex is an intimate moment for him, so he can switch and become slightly more serious quite quickly.
โฐ He might tickle you or give you sloppy kisses on the face, for example.
Hair (How well groomed is it, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
โฐ I think that before he was in a relationship, he didn't really think about it and therefore never shaved his pubic hair. But once he was with Amber, he started to really think about his hygiene, especially his intimate hygiene.
โฐ So he started shaving, but cut himself like an idiot the first time he tried. But he decided to try again and eventually got used to it. It's true, though, that with his role as Invincible, he has a little trouble finding the time to take care of himself.
Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)
โฐ I would say a lot before he started dating Amber, then he was with her and generally didn't have much time for his intimate needs.
โฐ In a relationship with you, it's pretty much the same thing ; no time, but also not really the desire. If he feels any sexual urge, he developed the bad habit of texting you and showing up at your window with his tail between his legs.
Kink (One or more of their kinks)
โฐ I've already written about this, but I think Mark clearly has a "praise kink." He likes knowing he makes you feel good and that you love him. Call him a good boy or a pretty boy, and you'll see him melt on the spot !
โฐ Mark also likes it when you take control, whether by riding him or trying to hold him back, he will play along and let you do what you want while controlling himself as much as possible so as not to regain control over you.
Location (Favorite places to do it)
โฐ I honestly think he's pretty classic when it comes to locations, his bed or your bed, the sofa, or even the floor if he's really in a hurry, but generally he takes the time to take you upstairs.
โฐ He would, of course, be okay with doing it in places a bit riskier if you asked him, but little by littleโhigh up in a sky or in a car to startโ.
Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
โฐ Honestly, it doesn't take much to get Mark in the mood for you because he simply wants you all the time, it's almost worrying.
โฐ But it's true that he tends to want you more if you're wearing short clothes or if you touch the back of his neck or lower back, which are among the most sensitive areas of his body.
NO (Something they wouldn't do, turn off)
โฐ Mark absolutely refuses to hurt you. There's a difference between using his super strength to immobilize you and using it to hurt you. No breathplay or bloodplay for him !
โฐ He's also not the type to want to share you with anyone, so a threesome with him is out of the question. He doesn't look at any other woman except you, and I think he might take it quite badly if you suggested it.
Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
โฐ Mark honestly couldn't choose. He enjoys giving as much as receiving, but it's possible he might have a slight preference for giving.
โฐ Mark loves to please you, so it's not surprising that if he were asked to choose, he would prefer your pleasure to his own.
โฐ Amber was his first time doing a lot of things and he became quite good at it because of her, but that doesnโt stop him from always asking if you like what heโs doing and making sure youโre comfortable.
Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
โฐ It depends on the context, but generally he likes to take his time and savor the feeling of being inside you. He's also the type to be very touchy and might intertwine your fingers, for example.
โฐ On the other hand, if he's had a bad day, he might let off some steam in bed. Don't worry, he'll never hurt you ! But his thrusts will become more rough and faster.
Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
โฐ Meh, honestly, it's not what he prefers, but unfortunately, you won't have much of a choice most of the time.
โฐ Mark is practically, if not always, on his guard and could have to save the world at any moment, especially when he was still working with Cecil.
โฐ He clearly prefers to take his time with you but often that's just not possible and he then resorts to a quickie usually several times a week as soon as he has a moment to devote to you.
Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
โฐ Honestly, Mark isn't the type to take risks that could hurt you or end badly. He's seen far too many people he cares about get hurt or even die to risk that happening to youโand yes, he's the type to think about extremesโ.
โฐ This is clearly not a topic he wants to discuss, and he'd probably get angry if you pushed the conversation.
Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they lastโฆ)
โฐ You've hit the jackpot here because Mark has indefinite stamina. He can go for hours without getting tired, even more so if he takes his time with foreplay, which is his favorite part after penetration.
โฐ He'll usually ask for your opinion and make sure you're capable of lasting another round. He wouldn't want you to pass out in the middle of sex.
โฐ I'd say at least 3 rounds, and more if you're up to it !
Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
โฐ Honestly, I think he was the kind of teenager who would have a flesh toy or something like that. He probably would have ordered one out of curiosity and ended up continuing to use it for more sensations.
โฐ Apart from that, he never really thought about adding anything to his sex life with you, and I don't think he'd be the one to bring it up.
โฐ On the other hand, Mark will tell you that you're a genius because the idea of adding some spice to your relationship excites him more than anything. He'll generally let you choose and will just give his opinion. He'll never force you to try toys that don't inspire trust, and you'll see that he's genuinely interested in toys and what they're used for.
Vocals (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
โฐ Mark is quite vocal, he's not ashamed to show the pleasure you give him, whether it's inside you or when your lips are around his dick. Of course, you can also hear his groans of pleasure while he's having a feast between your thighs.
โฐ He lets out groans and sighs most of the time, but he can sometimes moan, although it's less common. His voice is rather hoarse and desperate while you're making loveโprobably the emotion of having you all to himselfโ.
X-ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants)
โฐ Mark is lucky enough to have what it takes in all the right places, from his bulging muscles to his muscular thighs and his crotch. That's it for me, I'll let you imagine what you want.
Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
โฐ Mark has a pretty high sex drive. If he could, he'd do it several times a day, every day. His viltrumite blood allows him to go for it without getting tired.
โฐ Unfortunately, because of his duties as a superhero, he doesn't really get the chance to do it as much as he'd like, and he complains about it to you quite often.
Zzz (โฆ how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
โฐ Mark is the type to wait until you fall asleep before he does. His protective nature compels him to wait, he wants to be sure you're safe before he can relax.
โฐ But even asleep, he's on his guard when you're next to him. If he hears you get up, he'll wake up and ask if everything's alright before falling back asleep when you're near him.
