For: Karkat, Dave, Terezi and John
Yep this was unasked for but we do need to get this blog started technical issues or not. I hope I did ok with this!
Dave:
-honestly Dave loves holding you tight, he wants to know for sure that you’re there and that he’s not dreaming
-On the downlow he’s scared that one day he’s going to wake up and it’s going to turn out that you’re not real and that you were a figment of his imagination
-He loves holding you to him so that you’re both looking at each other, that way you can see each other when you talk
-That and his head is on your chest so he can hear you breath and hear your heartbeat which he finds really soothing
-Bonus: If you play with his hair he might just fall asleep on you
John:
-Ok Johnny boi here? This nerd? He loves to fucking spoon
-Now he doesn’t mind being the little spoon but he will literally wrestle you until you let him be the big spoon
-I don’t think even he knows why he’s so oddly aggressive about being the big spoon
-But when he is the little spoon he’ll play footsies with you subconsciously
-He’s just a really touchy feely guy man, that and he doesn’t like to stay completely still. He finds it unnatural to stay still
-When he’s the big spoon he’ll snuggle right into you and sometimes kiss your shoulder or neck if he’s in an especially romantic mood
Karkat:
-He likes when you’re laying on top of him
-Mostly because he likes how he can see your face and feeling you snuggle into him and try and get comfortable
-He loves feeling you hold onto him and feeling like you trust him
-He also likes that he’s not having to pretend to be tough and angry and that he can allow himself to be vulnerable
-Even though of course typically having to put down defensive walls is terrifying around you he feels that he’s safe to do that
-Not to mention he knows he still has some control over the situation
Terezi:
-Terezi cuddles in pretty much every single way possible
-She just wants to cuddle, she don’t care for no position
-Although her favorite cuddling position it sleep on top of you
-She likes feeling you breath and being able to touch you without even meaning to
-She’ll honestly be such a tease when cuddling but especially in this cuddling position
-She loves hearing you sigh and feeling you try and struggle out of her grip
-But the more you struggle the likelier the chances it is that she’ll tickle you, and if you’re not ticklish then she’d probably relent with a pout and resort to verbally teasing you
I stare at him, my eye trailing along his long fingers that he’s anxiously tapping against the table . His tongue peeks out of the corner of his mouth, swiping along his lower lip and I try to suppress the need to shudder. When we first started studying together I was always afraid that he would catch me looking at him, but it didn’t take me long to realize that once he started researching he would notice absolutely nothing. Not my intense gaze on him, not my subtle- and eventually not so subtle, attempts at flirting, and certainly not the fact that I’ve been wearing less and less clothes to our study sessions.
My fingers trail softly along the soft skin along the jagged hem of my far too short denim shorts. Biting my lip, I glance at him again. Obviously he isn’t a virgin, I would’ve been able to sense that. Although even without my senses, I could’ve guessed that. He had a serious girlfriend for a while in high school, and based off the one time I had met her she clearly had a very specific schedule she was trying to maintain for her sex life.
His tongue slips out over his lip again, and I shift slightly, the top few buttons of my shirt shifting open slightly more. I pull my lower lip in between my teeth, chewing on it slightly, shifting in my seat as I press my legs together.
“Stop that.” He mumbles, never lifting his eyes from the notes he had been reading.
“Stop what?” I ask, a little breathless at the fact that I’ve even caught.
“Staring, showing off how little clothing you’re wearing, biting your lip, all of it.”
“I didn’t think you had noticed, Davey.” I smirk at him and his eyes snap up at me.
“I would have had to be blind and stupid not to have noticed you, you’re not exactly subtle.”
I lean back against the side of the bed, pouting slightly, “So you’ve just been ignoring me then.”
“Not ignoring you,” He murmurs, slowly moving closer to me, “But I did enjoy seeing just how much you thought you could get away with.”
“Well, I think you owe me an apology then.” I say slowly, smirking at him as I catch his gaze trailing down my body.
“Don’t worry,” He says, his lips grazing the side of my neck, “I’ll give you the same apology twice, once with words, and another with my tongue, against your core, one letter at a time.”
I shudder against him, and now it’s his turn to smirk at me. “I haven’t even touched you yet,” He murmurs against my skin and I whimper.
“Dave, please.”
I look up at him, practically begging in silence.
“Oh fuck it,” He grumbles, pulling me up to him as his mouth comes crashing down against mine. He quickly wrestles the dominance of the kiss away from me, and I moan against his mouth. He bites my lower lip as his hand knots roughly into my hair, pulling my head back slightly so that he can begin to place hot, open mouthed, kisses down along my jaw and neck.
“It’s been so hard keeping my hands off of you,” He murmurs against my skin, his other hand moving up along my body, slowly popping open the rest of the buttons on my shirt.
“Then why did you?”I ask in a quiet whine, as his thumb grazes the newly exposed skin, trailing down into the valley between my breasts.
“You always seemed so delicate,” He says softly, leaning down to press a few hickeys against my collar bones.
“I’m not delicate.” I grumble, shooting him a glare, “And I’ll prove it.”
I spin us slightly, so that his knees hit against the side of the bed and I push against his chest. He collapses onto the bed, looking at me with a smirk as he raises an eyebrow at me. I shrug my shirt off of my shoulders, before reaching around my back to unclasp my bra. It loosens around me, and I pull it off of my body without a second thought.
He looks at me, his eyes trailing down my body appreciatively as he swallows hard. I lean over him, smothering him slightly with my breasts and his tongue swipes out, teasing my nipple, making me moan softly. I grab his hands, pulling them up over his head before wrapping my black lace bra around his wrists, securing his hands to the bed post.
I pull away from him, and he pulls slightly at the restraint I’ve created before glancing back at me. “What are you doing?” He asks, his voice hoarse in the back of his throat.
“Making up for lost time.”I say, smirking at him as I trail my fingers along the front of his button down before pulling hard on his shirt, sending buttons flying everywhere.
I kiss down along the planes of his chest, swirling my tongue around his belly button before pressing a few more kisses along the band of his underwear.
‘I’ve been dying to know, Dave, are you a boxers or a briefs kind of guy?” My fingers ghost against his crotch, and I smirk at him, enjoying how hard he already is for me. I circle my thumb against the button of his khakis, and he shifts uncomfortably, pulling against the restraint once more. I splay my hand against his crotch, pressing down firmly, and his hips buck up at the pressure.
“Be a good boy and I’ll let you make it up to me later.” I say, winking at him as I finally pop open the button of his pants and pull the zipper down. He tremors slightly, the expression on his face a mix between agony and excitement. I continue to slide his zipper down as slowly as possible, glancing up at him to only to see him staring at me intently with his hooded eyes dark and lustful.I wrap my hands around the waistband of his khaki’s tugging them down past his hips and he kicks them off of his legs.
I look at us body hungrily, a pang of heat building in my core at the sight of his bulge straining against his gray boxer briefs. I palm him through the thin material, smirking at him as he moans softly at the contact.
“Hmm, briefs,” I murmur appreciatively, looking up at him though my lashes as I drag my tongue along my lower lip and he whimpers slightly.
My fingers slide along his covered bulge, applying just enough pressure to make his breath hitch in his throat but not enough to give him any sort of relief.
I continue teasing him with my fingertips, ghosting along his hips, and thighs, and teasingly running along the long trail of hair leading into his waist band.
“I swear to fucking god if you don’t do something soon,” He starts to threaten, and I grab him roughly through his briefs, his words dying out with a strangled moan.
“Let’s not get confused about who’s in charge here, Davey.” I growl at him and he shudders wordlessly, his eyes clouding over even more with lust.
I lean forward, trailing my tongue teasingly along the waistband, swirling my tongue over his hip bones and his hips jerk up. I push his hips down roughly, pinning him down to the bed so that I can continue teasing him. I tug the briefs off of him,his erection springing up immediately and I smirk at him again.
I press a soft kiss to his tip before sliding my tongue up along the underside of his cock and he hisses at the contact. I work my way up from base to tip, mixing soft licks and open mouthed kisses against his length until he’s shuddering beneath me.
“Do you want to feel my mouth around you?” I ask, looking up at him innocently as I continue to tease his length with the tip of my tongue.
He nods his head, his mouth gaping slightly, “Please,” He begs, his voice coming out in a rough croak and the sound sends another pang of heating shooting to my core.
I don’t bother responding to him, choosing instead to wrap my lips around his tip. I suck on him gently and he shudders beneath me, letting out a low moan as he presses his head back against the bed and I continue working more of him into my mouth.
His hands strain against the restrains again and he whimpers slightly. “Let me touch you.”
“Beg for it.” I mutter, my mouth still wrapped around him and his gaze hardens.
“Didn’t your mother ever teach you not to talk with your mouth full?” He snaps at me, and I suck on him hard in retaliation.
He moans loudly, his hips thrusting up against my face as I continue to lick and suck along him. I pull him out of my mouth slowly, my teeth grazing his length slightly and he groans at the sensation. I pull him out of my mouth completely, cocking my head to the side as I look at him intently. His chest is heaving up and down from his hard breathing, a few drops of sweat beading onto his forehead, he starts to relax slightly, clearly thinking the torture was over. I bite my lower lip, looking at him, and he opens his mouth to say something. Without any warning, I drop my mouth back onto him, taking his whole length completely into my mouth. His tip hits the back of my throat, and I hum around him, sending vibrations shuddering through him. He lets out a strangled moan, my name falling from his lips like a broken prayer. I can feel him twitch in the back of my throat as I continue to slide him in and out of my throat.
“Fuck, baby yes, I’m almost there.” He whimpers, and I move my hand up to rake my nails across his nipples and down his chest. He shudders again, thrusting his hips up against me again. He comes with a grunt, his mouth falling open and his lashes fluttering against his cheeks as his eyes roll back into his head. I pull my head back slightly, moving my mouth along his length slowly, my tongue running along the vein on the underside of his cock as I try to prolong his orgasm.
When I finally pull away from him completely, his eyes are still closed and his breathing is rough and uneven. When he finally opens his eyes, I shoot him a smirk as he looks at me intensely.
“How was that for delicate?” I ask him sassily and his tongue slips out of his mouth to wet his bottom lip.
“You have thirty seconds to either untie me or get your pretty little ass up here and sit on my face.” He rasps at me, his tone rough and now it’s my turn to shudder slightly.
I shimmy out of my shorts, leaving me in only my turquoise lace cheeksters. His gaze rakes over my body and I can feel heat surging throughout my body.
“Fifteen seconds,” He says warningly, “Better get them off.” I grip the waistband of my panties and slide them down my legs, stepping out of them. I crawl up his body until my thighs are on either side of his head and I lower myself down on him.
His tongue flicks against my core and I whimper, lurching forward and grasping he bed post to keep myself from falling. He continues working his tongue against me, attaching his mouth to my clit and sucking hard. I grind against his face, moaning loudly as he continues to inch me closer and closer to my release with nothing more than just his tongue.
“Let me touch you,” He growls against my core, the vibrations of his words making me moan loudly. I pull at the bra I used to restrain his hands with shaking hands, fumbling with it until it finally falls away.
The seconds his hands are free, he wraps his arms around my thighs, holding me down against his face as he attacks my clit with his tongue. I writhe on top of him, his name coming out of my mouth in soft moans and he groans against me.
“Fuck, say my name just like that babe.”
He repositions us, throwing me back against the bed and pulling my knees over his shoulders as he continues to slip his tongue in and out of me. My back arches off of the bed as I grind against his mouth. He slips a finger into me, hooking it up inside of me and I moan loudly as he adds a second.
His fingers thrust in and out of me in perfect synchronization of his tongue flicking against my clit and I can feel the familiar tugging just below my belly button and the knot in my stomach tightens.
He sucks hard on my nub again, and my orgasm slams into me. I writhe underneath him, shuddering, as the sensation of my climax overwhelms me. Black dots blur my vision as I come hard, screaming his name.
When I finally stop shaking, he pulls his face away from my core, pressing a few open mouthed kisses along the inside of my thighs. His hips slot between mine as he slides his tip against my entrance and I whimper.
“Don’t fucking tease me.” I snap at him and he smirks at me, continuing to do just that.
“Tell me what you want, baby.” He says, dragging his lips down my neck before sucking hard, open mouthed kisses all along my chest and in between the valley of my breasts. His mouth is rough against me and I can feel the dark, purple marks already beginning to form.
“I need you.” I moan, as he works his mouth against the hardening nub of my nipple and he growls in agreement.
Without another word, he pushes into me, and I arch into him as I adjust to his size. He moves slowly against me, one of his arms keeping him steady above me, and the other hand grips my hip roughly, already beginning to leave bruises from his fingertips.
He picks up the pace, thrusting into me quicker as he hitches my leg around his hip, hitting deeper into me. I clench around him and he groans, his arm shaking slightly, but his thrusts never falter. I pull his neck down towards me, meeting his lips in a searing kiss. Our tongues battle for dominance again and while he’s distracted I use my momentum to flip us over so that I’m straddled on top of him.
He looks up at me as I begin to roll my hips against him, bouncing slightly and he groans as he leans up and latches his mouth against my nipple again. One hand continues grasping roughly at my hip and the other tangles in my hair before pulling on it sharply. I let out a low moan, feeling myself getting even wetter at how rough he is and I clench around him.
“You like it when I pull your hair, don’t you, princess?” He say roughly in my ear before tugging my earlobe in between his teeth and I gasp.
He flips us over, repositioning us again, so that my chest is pressed down into the bed with my ass in the air. He smooths his hand over my ass, kneading the flesh there until he brings his hand down against me in a stinging slap and I let out a yelp that quickly turns into a low moan as I shudder. He realigns his tip with my entrance before sliding into me from behind, landing a few more slaps against my ass which by now is red and covered in his handprints.
His thrusts are beginning to get sloppier as he slams into me, and my toes curl as my stomach knots up against as I anticipate my oncoming second orgasm. I clench around him as he gives my hair one more hard tug and he groans as he twitches and comes inside of me. He continues to thrust a few more times, rubbing roughly at my clit and all at once my orgasm crashes over me again. When I’ve finally stopped shuddering he pulls away from me, dropping down onto the bed and pulling me down against him.
I lay my head against his chest, trying to catch my breath as he wraps his arms around me protectively.
“Well I think we can both agree that we should have done that a long time ago.” He mutters and I smirk at him.
“It’s your fault for assuming that I’m so delicate,” I say to him sassily and he rolls his eyes, “you’re not the only kinky freak here, Dave.” I murmur in his ear and he groans.
“Don’t I fucking know it.” He says his voice low and raspy with lust as he begins running his hands along my body again.
I smirked him and he quirks an eyebrow at me before nipping at my neck. I never would’ve guessed that cute little Dave Hodgman was actually a sex god, but I’m certainly not complaining.
Imagine his reaction to seeing you in your formal/prom dress:
Heart racing like crazy Dave was standing outside your apartment nervous as hell. Knocking on the door with one hand he held your corsage tightly in the other. The door beeped open as he heard your voice shouting from deeper in the house.
“Babe I’m just putting my shoes on I’ll be out in a bit.” You called from the bathroom as Dave relaxed coming into your home and closing the door.
“Alright just hurry because if we don’t leave in-,” Dave was mid sentence as he turned around seeing you coming out of the bathroom.
“Okay, how do I look?” You asked running your hands down your body fixing the dress. The dress was super tight showing every curve your body had to offer.
Dave was licking his lips checking you out as a light blush crossed against your cheek. Tucking your hair behind your ear your body tensed at the intense look dave was giving you.
“Well?” You asked nervously. Dave chuckled lightly looking down at his crouch and looking back up at you.
