Includes: Fem reader, Suggestive/slight nsfw, possessiveness
Paul
* The Most™️ PDA
* Above all else he is a horndog, and shameless at that
* Whenever the thought crosses his mind (which is a lot), he’s grabbling, groping, kissing, etc
* He just finds you too hot to resist
* He loves when you do the same too, feel him UP
* Like he doesn’t look that good for nothing
* Sometimes his PDA def leads to sneaking off to an alley for some fun
* Make outs and perhaps more cus man does love the thrill of getting caught
* But usually it’s just you two playing with each other and teasing until it’s time to go back to the cave
* If you aren’t a fan of his spontaneous grabs, or push him off, he’ll def pout a bit
* He loves you, he loves how you feel, he wants to feel you all the time
* On the other hand, he’d never hurt you if he could help it, so he moves on, either channeling his energy into yapping or keeping it pent up for later
Marko
* Absolutely into PDA
* He’s just very affectionate towards you, doesn’t matter if you’re in public or private
* He loves to have you on his lap when him and the boys are sitting down
* Just having you close is his favorite thing, no matter the place
* Though he’s also a little shit when he wants to be
* He’ll slap your ass or pull you close when you least expect it, he just loves to see you flustered
* He also isn’t shy about telling you how smokin you are in front of the whole boardwalk
* The man is obsessed, what can he say
* If you aren’t one for PDA it takes him a sec to adjust
* He isn’t used to staying away, and it’s not really his favorite
* But he’s dedicated to listening to you and treating you right, so if you say no PDA, no PDA it is
* He can be patient, and more than make up for it once you’re alone ;)
Dwayne
* Enjoys having hands on you, but isn’t as overtly horny as Paul
* He’s subtle, but not for the same reasons as David
* He doesn’t care if people see him be affectionate towards you
* He’s just chill like that honestly
* When you’re next to him, he doesn’t give a shit about what anyone else thinks
* Even the rest of the boys, who certainly make fun of you two for being so disgustingly in love
* He could not care less, he’ll have his arm around you, he’ll take a kiss anytime, he’ll hold hands
* If you’re happy, he’s happy
* Of course if you aren’t the type for that sort of stuff he can deal and show his love in other ways
* He’s a very attentive partner whether you’re touching or not, it’s how he is
* Though if someone gets the idea they can be in your space, or if he catches onto some flirting, he’ll be a little more showy
* Putting his jacket on you, pulling you into a less then casual kiss, holding your waist
* He’s keen to show whoever it is exactly how off-limits you are
David
* A lil PDA, but it’s more to show possession rather than affection
* Generally, David likes to keep it cold in public
* Man would rather take a stake than have anyone think he’s soft
* If you think he’ll go along with being all affectionate for you when you’re not alone, you are mistaken
* It’s not his style, and it never will be
* However
* Everyone on that boardwalk has to know you’re his
* Under his protection, do not touch
* So he usually keeps it simple, an arm around you or you holding onto his arm as you walk around, etc.
* That’s also why he prefers you riding on the back of his bike rather than on your own
* He likes you being dependent on him, and everyone seeing
* If you don’t like PDA, great!
* He’s fine walking around with you touch-free, as long as you remain at his side
* Though do expect him to find another way to show the public who you belong to
From someone who lives with a biker and rides on the back of a motorcycle often lol
Includes: gn reader, possessiveness, reckless driving
Dwayne
* His bike is well decorated, but more understated than Marko’s
* To adorn the black tank, he has a custom leopard print gas cap, red pin striping, and ofc all the chrome is always nice and polished
* Because he’s so used to riding with Laddie, being on his bike is relatively safe
* Key word relatively
* He still give you little scares, but you usually aren’t fearing for your life too much when riding with him
* Unless you ask
* In which case, hold on tight
* Cus he knows every route between the boardwalk and the cave
* And he’s a good enough driver to do seriously risky shit
* So you are in for a wild ride
* He just loves the feeling of you holding onto him when he makes a turn particularly sharp and fast
* He loves laughing and hitting you with the “I got you baby, don’t worry”
* He doesn’t mind separating from the pack once in a while either, taking you on risky short cuts or the bluff’s scenic routes depending on the night
* He’ll surprise you on occasion by stopping at a clearing during a full moon to have a little moment alone
* Also, based on experience, he has you braid back his hair and tuck it into his jacket so it isn’t whipping you in the face the whole ride
(There’s some extra Dwayne stuff at the bottom teehee)
David
* He loves his bike more than he shows
* Like it’s pretty basic, solid black and chrome
* But it’s better taken care of than everyone but Dwayne’s
* He loves having you on the back of his bike
* Honestly even if he isn’t the lost boy you’re dating
* He’ll have you ride with him just to piss off whoever you’re with
* If you and him are together though
* He loves seeing people stare as you hop on, knowing you’re off limits
* He loves looking them dead in the eye as you hold tight to his back
* And you absolutely do need to hold on tight cus he drives like an absolute crazy person
* It’s not because he’s a bad driver
* He could make it a smooth ride if he wanted, he knows the area and his bike well enough
* But he likes feeling you cling to him
* He knows you trust him, that’s why it’s fun to push it a little
* You both know that nothing he does will end up getting you hurt
* So he likes to give you a little scare to keep you on your toes
* And to hear you squeal
Paul
* His bike is a sparkly mess honestly
* It’s been repaired and replaced and broken again so many times it’s wild
* Like Dwayne’s good at patching it up, but there’s a line
* But Paul still obviously still covers it in shiny stuff and puts in effort to make it look badass
* It’s mostly silver with white paneling on the sides of the gas tank, but over time it’s all gotten scratched to hell
* It’s not like he doesn’t care, he just exists at the perfect intersection of the worst driver and the one who can do the most tricks
* No one knows how, and everyone finds it infuriating
* He gets lost the minute the guys are out of his sight, he’s never aware of his surroundings, he’s distracted by everything, but somehow he picks up every stunt first try
* He shows off for you even more than Marko
* Usually he gets whatever the trick was perfect
* Then, right when you start cheering, gets distracted and goes straight into a tree
* Luckily he has the innate ability to laugh everything off, pouting for a sec so you dote on him before going right back to it
* The first time you rode with him you almost went off a cliff
* After that he slowly learned that when your human self is on the bike, he has to lock tf in
* So while he’ll do all the showing off he can when you ride with him, he also tries very very hard to focus on his surroundings
* Cus he’s fine risking his own ass, but he’d rather yours stays intact
Marko
* You know his bike is kitted tf up
* It’s bright red with decals all over the gas tank, tassels, an antenna, all of it
* He’ll look through Dwayne’s old parts and get him to put them on his bike
* As far as driving goes, he’s somehow more insane then David
* And with him it’s only half on purpose
* He obviously knows his way around the bike
* But he vastly overestimates his stunt driving skills and loves an adrenaline rush
* Plus, hearing you squeal and grip his waist is always a plus
* If you’re an adrenaline junky like him though, good god
* Y’all almost eat asphalt a LOT
* After he almost killed you doing a wheelie (iykyk) , you both decide he has to practice alone before doing a trick with you
* Once he gets it though, it’s always a great time
* He shows off for you constantly, and even when he fucks up and gets all pissed off it’s adorable
* His fav thing is taking you out for joyrides on the beach and making a game of how many people he can scare by almost hitting them
Bonus Dwayne mechanic hcs cus I love him
* He spends a LOT of time working on his bike shirtless with the rock box blasting
* Most of the boys know how to make repairs on the bikes (everyone besides Paul, which is ironic considering he breaks his shit the most), but Dwayne is the only one who works on them for fun
* Because of that, his is definitely the most comfortable ride
* He specifically makes sure the back end of the bike has good suspension so you don’t feel bumps as much
* He has a motorcycle catalog subscription delivered to Max’s that he buys custom parts from
* He’s very well acquainted with staff of the local auto-body shop
* Even if you know nothing about motorcycles he’s asking your opinion on everything he picks out
* He’ll even buy you a bike, regardless of your ability to drive it
* He’ll teach you, and start making it perfect for you with mods in the meantime
* Of course he’ll drive you around to your hearts content regardless
I’ve been in a massive writing slump (getting a degree, moving, and transferring schools will do that, unfortunately) but recently I took a moment to do some self care Dwayne art!!
Hi! Can I request 8 from the prompt list with David?😄
8. "Am I boring you?" with David
This one absolutely ran away with me ngl- David is so intimidating to write for and something about that possessed me to just keeping adding to this for over a week until I kind of liked it lmao
That being said, while it’s probably not what you were expecting, I hope you like it!
And I hope it reads like David 🫣
Includes: fem reader, hurt/comfort, David being a threatening asshole, established relationship, fight and makeup
It’d been a hell of a day. You were a month out from graduating college, and one of your professors had spontaneously decided to regrade all of your class work, leaving you points from passing. You’d freaked out, meeting him in his office and “discussing” with him for over an hour to no avail.
The minute David had returned you to the cave you’d started telling him about your day, laying down on a dusty couch. This whole semester had been rough, and he’d heard all about it
“…and then he just said “there’s nothing I can do”, practically slammed the door in my face!”
You sighed, rubbing your temples.
“It’s like I do everything right, I play by every rule, and they still can’t just give me this one thing, this one accomplishment before- well, you know.”
He nodded lazily as he skimmed through a book. It was leather bound and dusty, probably as old as Max.
You stared at him, waiting for a response, or at least a look. It never came.
“I’m sorry, am I boring you?”
You said sarcastically as he finally looked up from his book.
“Of course not”
Your eyes narrowed.
“So what did I just say?”
He hesitated for an incredibly telling moment, giving you a familiar stare
“Without looking in my head-“
Silence.
He broke eye contact with you, blinking for a moment before looking back down to his book.
“I knew it.”
He sighed, harshly closing the book. You noticed he hadn’t taken off his gloves.
“Now, What do you know?”
Usually his half condescending, half uncaring tone and smirk were attractive. Not when you were upset with him.
“That you weren’t listening to me. That you don’t care.”
His brows furrowed, as if he was pondering whether or not he cared enough to lie in this moment. The look broke, he’d decided.
“No. I don’t care about whatever argument your professor picked this week. So?”
It was a challenge, as if he was daring you be upset. Like he was playing with you.
You were kind of taken aback. This wasn’t the tone David usually took with you, not seriously. You knew he was a liar, that he knew how to say the just right thing. You knew that with you, it was out of affection. Because as much as he denied it, he felt for you, and he wasn’t going to lose you over saying the wrong thing.
So why was he suddenly telling you the truth?
“So, you’re supposed to care about what I say- I’m sorry it’s not a gory vampire bloodbath, or whatever you want to hear, but it’s my life, and it’s important to me“
He laughed, leaning back in his wheelchair. It was your life, he knew that, and it was so much duller than you deserved. It wasn’t important! Soon enough, you’d never have to worry about anything as trivial as passing a class ever again. He knew why he wasn’t listening, and why he didn’t care about telling you that:
He was tired of it, completely out of patience.
You saw the life you could live with him. The eternal partying, the power, the cure to consequences and boredom, the pack that would have your back no matter what. You knew he could solve your professor problems, and every other grievance you had, and you refused it. You refused him.
“And your life is boring. You sit here and tell me how unhappy you are, night after night, with the solution right in front of you. I’ve run out of sympathy.”
You stared at him, incredulous. Was that really all your life was to him? Your struggles, just dull nothings you had to get past to become like him?
“Can you really run out if you never had any in the first place?”
You couldn’t help but think of all the times you’d come to him for comfort. Every time, you’d always end up eager for eternity, longing for the day when all of your problems would be solved. You’d even considered throwing in the towel and just letting him turn you right there. Was his reassuring just another attempt to lure you?
David paused, a smirk forming on his lips that turned your stomach.
“You think you’d still be alive if I didn’t have any?”
Your face went from angry to unnerved. You knew he wanted you to join him, that you were living on borrowed time. Still, you expected him to understand that you weren’t ready. That you wanted to just finish this one thing before you gave up your whole life for him.
In the last moment, he’d not only disrespected your choice, but he bared his fangs to you. He was reminding you of your place.
“Was that a threat?”
He turned his head slightly to look at you, a subtle smirk still on his lips. You’d seen glimpses of this side of David, the sadistic angles of him, but he’d never gotten close to using them against you. He wouldn’t, not really. At least, you’d hoped.
When he saw the genuine fear in your eyes, the smirk fell, his features resuming his usual look of neutrality. He backed off, not necessarily out of regret, but the sense that he might’ve pushed you farther than he meant to.
“No. Think of it as a reassurance.”
His tone was dismissive, as if you were being silly for asking, but you didn’t believe him. For the first time since you’d began your relationship with David, he’d shaken your trust. His protection was a very vital thing to have when faced with his power.
“What?”
He snapped you out of your thoughts, noticing the staring.
“I have class work to make up. Don’t follow me tonight.”
After a moment of watching him, processing all he’d said, you got to your feet. His brows furrowed.
“Fine.”
As you approached the ledge leading to the mouth of the cave, you passed the others reentering. Paul caught you by the shoulders for a moment with a grin.
“Woah- where you going girl? Party’s just-“
You pushed him off, continuing past him silently. Paul moved out of your way, looking to David.
“Fuck, man, what was that? I didn’t do shit!”
They all looked at David expectantly. You and him had argued from time to time, but you’d never just brushed them off like that before. They’d never seen David like this either.
He was still sat in his wheelchair, hands balled into fists as he glared at the place you’d been standing moments prior.
“Aw shit. What did you do?”
His stare moved to Paul as he began to speak.
“Nothing”
The boys looked at each other, then back to David. They didn’t know he could even be that unconvincing.
Marko got brave, crossing his arms and looking at David sideways.
“Then why was she storming out like you did somethin?”
David’s eyes moved to his friend.
“Because she’s human”
David grimaced. He wasn’t wrong, he knew that. Your life, your problems, were dull and easily fixable. When he’d pointed that out, though, he hadn’t expected you to run from him like you were his prey.
If you were, you wouldn’t have gotten that far. He thought you’d learned to count on that- to count on his restraint when it came to you.
They collectively winced, a tense silence settling. Paul decided it was best to tap out of the conversation now.
“Well, hope you can fix that soon, buddy-“
He snapped a finger gun at David, disappearing down a cavern tunnel. Marko looked at Dwayne, patting him on the shoulder before following Paul deeper into the cave.
“Good luck, man”
Dwayne sighed. He didn’t know how he was somehow always the one left to give advice, but he supposed he was stuck now. He walked up to David, sitting on the couch next to the spot you’d occupied.
“What happened?”
David’s brows furrowed, his eyes meeting Dwayne’s in objection. He only let that stand for a moment before intentionally relaxing his body and leaning back.
“I said, nothing.”
You wanted out, fine. You were never in. Every time he’d try to let you in, you refused. You wanted to make the decision, and you chose wrong. He could be fine with that, really!
On the note of you not trusting him, you were right for it. Maybe before this point you’d deluded yourself into seeing him as anything but the monster he was, but that was on you. He’d been perfectly upfront since the beginning.
Dwayne looked at him, unimpressed.
“David. Cut the bullshit.”
David glared. Dwayne hadn’t spoken to him like that for a long time. Not since he’d been turned. Before he could object, Dwayne started again.
“You care. You wouldn’t have kept her around if you didn’t, and pretending you don’t isn’t helping anyone. What happened?”
David’s face remained hardened. He knew Dwayne was right, in fact he’d already had that particular revelation many times in the privacy of his own head. He wasn’t an idiot. He was just a vampire.
Caring, openly, wasn’t something that came naturally to him.
“I told her that her problems didn’t matter. I scared her.”
Dwayne sighed, hands rubbing together as he tried to navigate the situation.
“How bad?”
David paused, trying to recall the way you’d looked at him moments prior. Like you were trying to gauge how much he’d meant what he said, and didn’t like what the conclusion you’d come to. He didn’t feel guilty, but perhaps a little stupid.
“Just a little- she knows that I care, that she’s safe.”
Dwayne was unsure who he was trying to convince.
“Does she?”
David looked down, jaw set tightly. He had been caring. He’d let you into the pack. He’d protected you, let you remain human and alive. David’s standard for care was the care he showed for his boys. He wasn’t affectionate, hell, he was barely nice, but at the end of the day, they knew damn well he would kill for them, just like he’d kill for you. Of course you needed more than that. You were human.
David’s lips formed a small sneer before he decided to change the subject.
“She doesn’t want to be one of us, Dwayne. There’s not anything I can do about that. Well, nothing I can do that wouldn’t make her hate me.”
He’d certainly thought of other strategies, but you didn’t need to know that.
Dwayne rolled his eyes.
“She doesn’t want to be one of us yet. She still made you a promise-”
David interrupted before Dwayne could finish.
“And promises can be broken.”
David let more slip in that retort than he meant to. He wasn’t bitter, or angry with you for wanting to wait, not deep down. He was a man betrayed. Star first, then Micheal. They’d both gone further than you had and still managed to turn their backs on the pack, on him. David wanted you to be one of them before you had the chance to betray them. He wasn’t going to lose this game again.
Dwayne could almost hear the thought process, leaning forward to David. He saw the trap his friend was setting for himself, and he needed to tell him the truth.
“Trying to force her into it is only going to scare her away, and if she thinks you don’t care, she might as well be gone already.”
Dwayne stood up, leaving David with a final piece of advice.
“Win her back, David, before it’s too late.
If you’d thought the day you’d last seen David was rough, the week following was worse. You’d been oscillating between trying to make up your coursework, and wallowing in the reality that the man you’d give up your humanity for may not give a single shit about you. You knew it wasn’t good for you to be cooped up between the library and your apartment for this long, but where else could you go? The boardwalk, the beach, the forest? They were all his territory, and you damn well weren’t going to come to him, not after how he’d talked to you that night.
So in your apartment you stayed, until just after sunset, there was a knock at your door.
“Can I come in?”
Speak of the devil. As you opened the door you found yourself in some muddy mix of surprise, anger, fear and just a bit of relief. David had never come to you after an argument before. Then again, he’d never looked at you like that either.
“Why?”
David had hoped you’d forgotten he actually did need your invitation to enter. You hadn’t. In this moment, he was at your mercy.
Maybe this whole mess had started because of him zoning out during one of your stories, but it had become something bigger to both of you. You’d promised David your life, and he’d all but explicitly said that wasn’t good enough. That he didn’t respect your decision, and he didn’t respect you.
He’d taken that sinister, leader of the vampires viciousness you knew he had, and he’d turned it on you. Even if it was only for a moment, you weren’t going to take it lightly. Tonight, he would enter only when you said so.
David’s jaw clenched for a moment before he let out a breath. Patience.
“We need to talk.”
Your eyes narrowed. It wasn’t going to be that easy. There would be no talking on your part until he could prove he cared, and you could actually trust that.
“I think I’ve heard what you had to say, loud and clear”
David’s arms were crossed over his chest, bare hands gripping his sleeves. It seemed more out of discomfort than anger, looking unnatural on his usually cool and collected form. He sighed. This was what he came here to do, he wouldn’t go back on it now.
“You heard my frustration-”
“And what else is there?”
You interrupted him with that question, half pleading and half accusatory. It was picking a fight, you knew that, but you weren’t going to let him sweet talk his way out of this.
David cared about you in some way, that was obvious. He’d chosen you. In the end though, the care he’d shown was buy and large in the direction of the vampire you’d become, not the human you were. If you were going to be with him for eternity, you needed to know that you, all of you, meant something to him, and that meant ensuring your safety.
“There’s everything else”
His voice was hushed, eyes looking into yours with an intimacy you didn’t expect from him. You let him go on.
“Care, of course. Why else would I want you to be one of us?”
You raised your eyebrow. You could think of a myriad of less than moral reasons.
David shook his head slightly. He didn’t know he’d shaken you this bad. He switched gears.
“Why else would I have even waited this long? Your fear is warranted, but you do know me. You’ve seen the things I would do for you. I’m not going to harm you.”
Your glare lessened ever so slightly. David had done a lot for you, from small acts of unexpected kindness to saving your life. That did count for something.
But not everything.
“What else?”
He hesitated for a moment, like he was trying to get his words straight, before giving up. He looked into your eyes, a layer of defense reluctantly dropping between the two of you.
“…Fear”
The word hung in the air, stunning you into silence. Of all the things you’d expected David to admit, being afraid wasn’t one of them. It sounded strange coming from his mouth, a sneer as though he didn’t like the taste of it. You didn’t even know he could still feel fear. He spoke up once again.
“…You know what happened the last time I let someone hesitate.”
So that’s what this was about. You knew of the two that came before you in David’s eyes. Paul and Dwayne told you after nearly killing you in an effort to test your commitment to the pack. You knew how it ended, with Marko impaled and the pack seriously injured. You had sympathy for their fears, but you were tired of paying for a mistake you hadn’t made. You’d done nothing to make anyone, especially David, think you were going to betray him.
“I’m not Star.”
His brows furrowed. He wasn’t aware you knew her name.
“I know that- my point is, I’m impatient because I care, not because I don’t. I want you to be above the mercy of a professor, or a landlord, or any of them.“
You were just far enough out of the doorway for him to take your hands.
“But really, I want you to be as bound to me as I am to you. Before you have the chance to change your mind.”
You frowned hearing the veiled vulnerability in his voice. You understood where David was coming from. He didn’t want you to leave, that was the long and short of it. For either of you to get what you wanted though, he needed to respect you enough to trust you.
“I am bound, David. That’s the whole reason I’m working this hard- I know it won’t matter, but I want to feel like I’ve accomplished something before I die. That doesn’t mean I don’t want it, it’s me saying goodbye. I keep my word.”
He nodded after a moment, thumbs running over your knuckles as he agreed.
“So do I”
Months ago, you’d both promised that once your time in college had ended, your time with him would begin. He would protect you until the it came, and then, you would become a vampire. You were both bound from that day on. You both needed it to stay that way.
And it would.
After a brief moment of exhale, you spoke up again.
I’m writing this with the context of the reader being in a relationship with Dwayne. I think outside of that him and the boys are used to getting off, getting fed, and getting out lmao
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
King of aftercare. Holding you and making sure you’re the most comfortable. He doesn’t speak much, just gently massages your back, hips, and shoulders until you’re completely asleep
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
I mean let’s be so fr he loves his pecs and abs. Like he doesn’t OWN a shirt, he knows how sexy they are. Run your hands or nails down them and he’s giving the most proud smirk.
He’s loves hips and thighs. Doesn’t matter the size, he loves grabbing, kissing, and biting on them regardless. His favorite positions are the ones that enable him to grip his your hips.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
His favorite place to cum is your thighs. There’s just something so hot to him about seeing your soft thighs covered in it. If you’re giving him head though he loves finishing on your neck and chest.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He’s gotten off smelling an item of your clothing. Multiple times.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
He is very experienced. He may not be Paul experienced (or maybe he’s just not as loud about it) but he knows what feels good and what he likes.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
He loves having you laid back at end the bed while he plows into you, standing. He loves gripping your hips and being able to get as deep as he needs while watching you come undone.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He’s serious, but not in an awkward way, he’s just a stoic guy. He isn’t one to make jokes, but if something funny or embarrassing happens he’ll laugh it off with you before getting back into it.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Natural, doesn’t shave, likes his body hair.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
He’s a gentleman, and he wants you to feel desired. He’s romantic as much as a lost boy can be romantic. I wouldn’t expect rose petals on the bed, but he’s still very good at setting the mood. Candles are involved. He enjoys the process of seducing you, getting you into his bed, and making you feel good.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Less than average. He only really does it if you aren’t around or aren’t in the mood and he really can’t shake it off.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Cock warming FS, he loves having you that close to him while he reads to you or while watching a movie together.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
First and foremost he likes being alone in bed with you. Other then that, there’s something romantic about doing it in the moonlight under the boardwalk that can also get him going. He isn’t really one for anything public, but once in a while he’s down for a quickie in an alley to spice things up.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
He very much enjoys you in revealing outfits, he is but a man after all. In public likes seeing people stare at you, knowing you’re his. Plus, seeing leather cling to your body is always gonna get him going.
He also lovessss when you wear his clothes. Whether they’re loose or tight on you, he adores it. Let him find you wearing only his jacket, it’ll be a damn good time AND he’ll get a hard on every time he sees you in it for weeks.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Anything too public, or around the other boys. He’s not the most territorial in the pack, but he’s up there, and doesn’t need the rest of the boys seeing you like he does.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He loves both, but I think over all he’d give more often. He likes providing and being the one making you feel good. That certainly doesn’t mean he’ll ever say no to a bj.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
If he can help it, he likes being able to take his time. He’s more about the journey than the destination.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Not his favorite, but they can be hot under the right circumstances.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
He’ll try most things that you want to try at least once, but he’s also is pretty firm about not trying something again if it went badly the first time. He’d rather go back to things you both know you enjoy.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
His rounds are veryyyy drawn out, he can go for 3-4, but that’s on a night where you have nothing to do but just lounge about and fuck. Which he very much enjoys.
He, being the gentleman he is, tries his absolute best to last until after you’ve finished. Being that he’s very experienced, he’s pretty good at it.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Doesn’t own any of his own besides one pair of handcuffs, but isn’t opposed to explore more if it’s something you’re into.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He likes playing a little subtle cat and mouse game with you when you’re out. You doing something you know riles him up while having that little knowing smile on your face is just too pretty a sight.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Doesn’t talk much, mostly grunts. Will stop to praise you once in a while.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Very rarely he’ll let you cuff him while you ride him or give him head. The cuffs have definitely broken before. Be prepared to get your ass wrecked afterwards.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Slightly longer than average and thick
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Higher than he lets on, almost as high as Paul’s. He’s not ashamed of it, but he’s subtle and likes when you come to him. Y’all have a very healthy sex life fs.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
If it’s in the middle of the night still, he prefers to lay around with you and talk or listen to music rather than sleep. If it’s morning, he’s pass out once he makes sure you’re asleep.
I’m not opposed to doing this for the other boys too if there’s any want for that 👀
Heavily inspired by darjeelingdreams on Ao3, PLEASE go check out their work, it’s awesome!!
Includes: Mates, suggestive content, fem reader
You came to the boardwalk to have some fun with Paul, but by the end of the night, he’s not the lost boy you’re thinking about.
You arched your back into the cold brick of the alley as Paul kissed up your neck, leaving blooming marks and bites in his wake.
“You smell so-“ Paul hummed as he went to work pulling up your top
He buried his face in your neck, inhaling deeply before coming to a pause. His hands froze as he look a sniff.
“Ugh!”
He walked to the mouth of the alley, looking pissed as he shouted for someone.
“Dwayne!”
Your eyes widened in confusion and you pulled your shirt back down, not quite eager to expose yourself in front of this Dwayne. Did you smell that bad? Sure, you’d been sweating at the concert, but your perfume wasn’t that cheap.
From your place in the dank alley, you saw a taller man walk to Paul, his form back lit by the brightness of the boardwalk.
“Why didn’t you tell me you had dibs on her, dude? I was tryna get some and instead I gotta whole fucking nose full of you”
You walked closer to the boys, getting a better view of Dwayne.
Damn.
Dwayne was gorgeous. His thick dark hair fell effortlessly to the side, longer and less styled than Paul’s. You scanned his body, taking note of his lack of a shirt and toned chest. When you met his dark eyes, your mind went blank.
He looked just as confused (and enamored) as you, speaking after a moment of stunned silence.
“What? I haven’t touched her” (he found himself hoping he could remedy that soon)
Dwayne wasn’t one to be enamored. Sure, he could be less obvious than his pack mates, but he was just as much of a slut at the end of the day. This was odd.
Paul looked between the two of you, pissed, hungry, and sexually frustrated.
“Oh sure you fuckin didn’t, she reeks of you man”
You sniffed the air in front of you and your jacket. You smelled like hairspray- decidedly Paul’s.
“No I don’t- and we’ve never met”
Dwayne’s charm seemed to kick back on for the first time since laying eyes on you, a smirk forming on his lips.
“Cmon Paulie, I wouldve remembered that” he muttered, never breaking eye contact with you
You breathed out a laugh, basking in the handsome man’s attention.
“Agreed”
After a beat of silence, and you two making somewhat tense eye contact, Paul cleared his throat. You broke, looking over to the blonde and trying to clear your head as he huffed.
“Dammit man, you always gets the hot ones-“
“Hey- he doesn’t have me yet-”
You lied, feeling torn between your urge to stay at Dwayne’s side and the common sense to take your leave while you still could.
“Don’t I?”
He asked through a smirk, shifting to block your view of Paul. It made your heart flutter and your blood boil in equal measure.
This was dangerous. Paul, you knew. Well, knew enough to willingly make out with in an alley, but this guy? Despite the way your heart was beating, not so much. You were looking for a good time tonight, but even this felt a little too strange for you.
You managed to walk the rest of the way to the opening of the alley, to Dwayne. The scent of cheap cologne and leather pleasantly filled your nose. There was something else too, something that almost made you pull him back into that alley.
You took a deep breath through your mouth before meeting his eyes one last time.
“I’m not as easy as I look, babe. You’re gonna have to try a little harder than that.”
Somehow maintaining an air of dignity, you left him there, standing in an alley alone with an emptiness in his chest.
Dwayne walked to Paul, still in a bit of a daze.
“Who is she? What was that?”
Paul looked at him, rolling his eyes.
“I should be asking you those questions man, cmon now.”
He straightened up, walking over to Dwayne as his eyes scanned the beach for a snack.
“You leave your.. *you* all over my dessert, then let her walk away- the fucks wrong with you tonight?”
Dwayne still didn’t know what Paul meant about your smell, but he had to agree: something was off with him.
“I- I don’t know. I’ve never seen that girl before in my life”
16. "You like me?" "Just figured that out, huh?" with Marko
This is the cutest thing I’ve written in a while UGH thank you for this request <3
Also you can def tell in reading the Marko pov that I’m currently crushing on an either completely obvious or completely uninterested man, we are fighting for our lives out here 💀
Includes: gn reader, total fluff, Marko has a crushhhhh
The night after asking Marko to pretend to be your boyfriend and scare off an overeager surf nazi, you realize he isn’t acting like himself.
“Okay- what’s going on Marko? You said you were okay with helping last night, why are you suddenly being all… weird?”
He looked at you for a moment, thinking as he bit the inside of his cheek.
Marko truly couldn’t believe you were this dense. From the moment you’d crossed paths on the boardwalk he’d been smitten. He thought he was being obvious! He’d flirted 24/7, he took you for joyrides on his bike, he’d brought you gifts and trinkets- hell, he’d let you wear his damn jacket! How had you not put it together? Were you just that disinterested? He knew he was treading dangerous ground, you being a human and all, but he just couldn’t let you go. The thought of you truly not wanting anything to do with him to this extent was killing him.
Then, last night, you’d basically asked him out, just to keep a surf nazi who was in love with you off your ass. He agreed, of course he did, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t bitter about it. During the (fake) date he was able to just play it off and have a good night with you on his arm, but after 24 hours of steeping in the reality that he’d probably never get the real thing, he was pissed.
“I helped you, didn’t I? What’s the problem?”
You frowned at Marko. He did help you, and you appreciated it, but then he started acting all cold. Sure, he’d been nothing but sweet to your face, but you knew him well enough to see through it. He’d barely said a word to anyone all night. He’d turned down your offer to cheat the rigged carnival games out of all their cheap prizes, or terrorize the comic book store kids that were convinced he was a vampire. It wasn’t like him.
“I don’t know- you’re just not yourself. If it was gonna make you act all weird you could’ve just turned me down. I’m sure Paul or Dwayne would’ve done it.”
You’d had the time of your life being on his arm last night. It felt right, just a comfortable step further from your usual dynamic. Maybe it was mean, but there was a reason you’d asked him to fake date you specifically. You wanted to know what it would feel like.
Marko’s brows furrowed. It’s like you were trying to make him jealous on purpose. Dwayne or Paul absolutely would’ve walked you around the boardwalk all night, happily and knowingly driving him insane.
“No. I said yes, I wanted to do it, I did it, and I’d do it again, okay? I’d do anything for you, you know that”
Despite the reassuring words, he still looked just as mad, prompting a sigh from you. He was being ridiculous.
“Then why are you being like this?”
After a drawn out silence, Marko stood up, resigning himself to facing your rejection. He couldn’t believe that you just didn’t know how into you he was. If you really hadn’t gotten it by this point, he had a feeling it probably wasn’t mutual.
He gently took your hands in his, looking you in the eyes with a sigh.
“Last night was great, and I fucking hate that it was great, because I want it to be like that all the time. I want us to be like that all the time.”
He was explaining it to you like you were stupid, and with how long it took you to process, it might have been warranted.
Holy shit. Marko wanted you for real.
“…You like me? Like, actually?”
He scoffed out a laugh, eyes going a little wide.
“Just figured that out, huh?”
It all made sense. Of course he’d been pissed, he’d been hoping for a night like this for months, only for you to give it to him all because of another guy.
“I thought you were just being you! Hell, all of you flirt with me, and everyone else on the boardwalk. I thought it was just what you did!”
He couldn’t help but be endeared by how wrong you were. If he wasn’t concerned about you thinking he was crazy or dangerous or both, he’d inform you that none of the other people they flirted with were ever seen again. You weren’t like any of them.
“I mean yeah, it is, but have you ever seen anyone else wear this jacket? I wasn’t just flirting with you”
Your face went red remembering how heavy and comforting the jacket had felt wrapped around your shoulders. Come to think of it, you’d wondered at the time why all the guys were looking at you crazy when you had it on. You couldn’t help but laugh.
“Yknow… if I’d have known that, I would’ve just asked you on a real date last night”
His eyes lit up. Did you just say what he thought you said?
“Really? I mean, you still totally can-”
It’s not that he’d thought he had no chance with you, but after months of pining he was bound to lose a little hope. This was what he’d been fantasizing about since the moment he’d met you- well, that and other things.
You grinned, removing your hands from his to wrap around his shoulders.
“Marko, will you go on a date with me?”
He smiled just as wide, not taking a moment too long to wrap his arms around your waist, pulling you flush with him.
I finally started writing these for the rest of the boys, Marko’s been hitting different lately so he gets to be first lol
These weirdly take a long time bc I second guess myself so much, apologies 💀
Includes: obviously nsfw under the cut, gn reader
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
He’s just laying down next to you and whispering about how stunning you are. He’s whipped and he needs you to know that. If you want anything specific just ask and it’s yours before you even realize he got out of bed
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
He loves his lower abdomen/v-line/happy trail, hence the crop top. Nipping around there and teasing him is the surest way to get him ready to rail you.
On his partner, he’s an ass man. Regardless of size he just lovessss your ass. Constantly smacking, groping, staring, etc.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
His favorite spots to cum are your ass and your face. You’re ass because he just loves looking at it, regardless of the situation. Your face because he loves seeing your pretty face all covered in him.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He’d never ask but he’d be incredibly into a threesome with you and Star.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
All the boys have lots of experience, so he absolutely knows what he’s doing. However, he’s never been emotionally invested like this before. So, he’s extra excitable and eager when it comes to trying things out with you.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Doggy, 100% doggy. He wants to watch your ass bounce as he fucks you. Plus being able to grab your hips or your hair? Absolutely
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
With you he just finds himself smiling a lot. No matter how serious he intends on being, y’all are grinning like it’s your first time at least once.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Generally indifferent. Pretty blonde curls everywhere.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Starts off fairly similar to a hook up, tons of dirty talk, but he surprises both of you with how romantic he can get once you’re fully in the swing of it. Once you’re get down to it he remembers that this isn’t just a hook up, like holy shit he really loves you.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Fairly often. He only does it when he’s really desperate and you aren’t interested or aren’t around.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Overstimulation. Both on you and himself. With you he likes being a little mean and finds it cute when he can get you to shake and buck. For him he likes riding that edge between pleasure and pain, especially if it’s when you’re sucking him off.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
He kind of likes seeing how much you two can get away with in public. Not necessarily quickies in alleyways (though he’s down for that too), but like how much touching and grinding can you do sitting on the boardwalk or in the crowd at a concert before getting looks.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
The biggest turn on for him is you being turned on. When you start teasing him back he’s immediately ready and waiting until one of you breaks.
Short shorts are also very much a turn on for him, like his eyes don’t leave your rear all night.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Not into roleplay. The connection you guys have is so real to him, he wants your intimacy to be grounded in that, not fiction.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He’ll do both but he lovessss receiving. The first time you get on your knees for him he thinks he might bust on the spot. When he’s giving though he is both skilled and a massive tease. He’ll get very filthy with drooling and spitting and while making full eye contact.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
More often than not he’s fast paced and rough. He can help it, he just wants you too bad. Plus, when you guys get down to it it’s usually after ages of teasing or foreplay, so his patience only goes so far.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Loves ‘em, usually happens when you’ve had enough of his constant teasing and just drag him away.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Very down. He loves seeing how you react to different things you haven’t tried before. Risk only makes the whole situation more exciting to him.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
At the beginning of your relationship he finds himself lasting way shorter than usual. Being with you makes him overexcited. Because of this, he really drags out the teasing and foreplay and will try to have the willpower to get you off before his cock is involved. Will go for as many rounds as you can, bounces back hella quick.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
He buys a vibe after you guys get together for overstim, he’s interested in trying more out for sure.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Oh he’s the biggest tease. Running his hands up and down your body, pulling your hips to his, whispering shit to you, all of it. He plays it off like it’s absolutely nothing, even when he’s very clearly hard.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Let’s out moans and.. perhaps a whimper or two as a treat when you’ve got him good. Also as previously mentioned, tons of dirty talk.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Once, while sitting at the boardwalk, you made him cum just palming him through his jeans and made him wait like that until you were ready to leave. He was glaring at you the rest of the night, but really it was one of the hottest experiences of his life and he still gets hard at the thought of it.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Average length, on the slimmer side.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Higher than average. He’s very easily motivated, but he’ll only explicitly say it when he’s really needy. He prefers teasing you until you initiate.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
If you’re in his arms he’s def falling asleep pretty fast no matter what, especially after sex.
