Slutty old men NSFW headcanons
Anyone else like their wine aged?
Content: NSFW, afab reader, BDSM, breeding, slightly possessive
AZ
This sweet man wants to make you feel good so so bad. He tries so hard to be gentle, but he loves you so much that sometimes, he just loses control, fucking into you with abandon. He always apologizes profusely, but all the while his hips never stop pounding into you
He truly can't keep his hands off of you. All these lonely years spent wandering alone left him insanely touch starved, and now that he has you, his hands always seem to gravitate towards your hips, squeezing and rubbing at your curves
He has to be careful during sex; his joints are in bad shape and he threw his back out more than once while bending over you to kiss you while fucking. You often try to goad him into letting you ride him to take the strain off his body, but in the end you always seem to find yourself bent in half, holding onto the sheets for dear life
His body is huge, and his cock is proportionate. Even now, after being speared open by him numerous times, you still squeal from the feeling of him stuffing you to the brim, hitting all your sensitive spots at once and bullying your cervix with every thrust
Condoms are very uncomfortable due to the size issue, not that you wanted them in the first place. He wore them out of concern for you, not wanting to tie you to someone like him forever, but when you begged AZ to take it off, to let you feel all of him, to please fill you up with his cum, it was like a switch flipped in him. From then on, he made sure to fuck his cum as deep into you as possible, keeping your hips still so he could cum directly onto your pretty little cervix
"You can take it, dear. You always do." You were squirming under him, trying to relax enough for his fat cock to breach your tight cunt. No amount of lube could prepare you for him, and you knew you simply had to bear it to get your sweet, sweet reward. When he finally bottomed out, AZ sighed, holding your hips still so he could gently roll his hips into you. It never stopped there, though. Mere minutes later, he started pulling your hips towards him to meet his every thrust, using you as his personal fleshlight, pummeling your cunt with all the strength of a 9ft tall man. "Sorry, my love I'm- aahhh, I'm so soryy my dear, I can't stop... You're so tight..."
Drayden
Likes you in nice lingerie, enjoys ripping your pantyhose and fucking you through the holes
A bit of a mean dom, and very into BDSM. He expects you to be obedient, and if you're not, there will be consequences; wether rope, a spreader bar or his own hands, he will hold you down and show you who is in charge
He'll spank you until the outline of his hand is inprinted on your ass, the red welts sure to bruise and remind you of him for days every time you sit down. He loves marking you, but only were no one else can see – seeing you pressing your thighs together after sitting down, knowing he's the reason you can't sit straight; it fills him with a possessive kind of pride that makes him want to do it all over again
Not above calling you to his office and have you sit under his desk to stuff his cock down your throat. He will return the favor, of course, but make no mistake - even with his face between your thighs and your juices soaking his beard, he is still in control. You learned that quickly when he took a call while his fingers were buried in your cunt, forcing you to be quiet while he assaulted your sensitive spots
Absolute aftercare king. Massages are common, and he insists on cuddling you after every session. He always has a bottle of water at the ready, as well as a fluffy towel waiting to clean you enough to feel comfortable again. Kisses all over your face and neck to soothe you to sleep, then stays awake a little longer to bury his nose in your hair and enjoy your presence
He came home in a particularly bad mood, immediately plucking you from the couch and carrying you into the bedroom. A few short minutes later, you found yourself bound in intricate ropes, your legs forced open by a metal bar, your pretty cunt on display for him. "Coming home to this makes it all worth it", he said, standing next to the bed, still fully dressed and looking down at you. His large hand traced along your inner thigh, over the marks he left last night. "You'll be good for me today, right? Help me relax?" Not like you could answer him with the gag between your teeth.
Hassel
I just know this man is packing heat
His cock is long and thick, and he knows how to use it. Thankfully, he adores prepping you, really taking his time to finger you open for his cock, having you cum at least once before he splits you open
Gente at first, but once those Dragon Genes™️ kick in he loses himself quickly. Will hit your cervix with every thrust, and will hold you down by the hips so you don't squirm away
Breeding kink incarnate. Yet again a lovely gift from his bloodline, Hassel will try everything in his might to knock you up, wether conciously or not. Expect to be locked in a mating press by the end of the evening
Will accidentally overstim you because he is so pussydrunk. You're so tight around him, and he's still so hard, he just can't bring himself to stop. It feels so good when you cum on his cock, you can do it one more time, right? Please?
He's a biter for sure. Your neck, your thighs, even your tits will have marks once he's done with you. He'll be super sheepish come morning, but having you marked up turns him on so much he might just add some more before you leave for the day
He held you by your hips, pummeling into you like a man possessed. All he could think about, all that mattered, was fucking you as deeply as he possibly could, to leave you satisfied, to fuck his seed into you, to have you clinging onto his shoulders and have you scream his name. You already came twice, and you were so, so sensitive, but Hassel was intent on having you squirting on his cock again. His words were slurred, pussydrunk and feral, his head filled with nothing but you, you, you- "Jus' one more- mhh, you can- ah! Give me... one more..!" And you would.
Kabu
Completely pussy whipped and wouldn't change it for the world. If he died between your thighs, he would die a happy man
He's a munch for sure. Every win against a challenger is celebrated by eating your pussy. Every loss is soothed by shoving his face into your cunt. You suspect he uses it as an excuse to eat you out, but when you ensured him that all he had to do was ask, he vehemently denied any accusations
All his physical training gave him ungodly stamina. You regularly get fucked for hours, until he is sure the shape of his dick is inprinted onto the walls of your cunt and you are left barely coherent
Even after years and years of dating, Kabu still gets hard every time you undress in front of him, even if you're just changing clothes. While you can shoo him away with the threat of being late for a match, you do end up missing your dinner reservations more often than not, succumbing to the warm hands roaming over your body and undoing all the buttons you just fastened
Loves it when you scratch his back, desperate to hold onto him while he pounds you into the mattress. It reassures him that he's doing a good job, and it sends the message to anyone in the locker room to stay away from you
Pawing at his head, you tried to push Kabu away from you, begging him to slow down after he pulled your third orgasm from you. "Sweetie, please, you taste so good, don't make me stop just yet..." He latched right back onto your clit, suckling softly while his fingers started to move again, stroking that sensitive spot inside you. His hips ground into the mattress with renewed urgency, but he made no move to loosen his pants and fuck you proper. No, he was content just as he was, his face buried in your pussy, your juices coating his tongue.
Nanu
You'll be riding him most of the time. He's far too lazy tired to be on top. He has two very demanding jobs after all
That doesn't mean he subs, though. He will guide your movements, tell you to go harder and faster, to grind your hips slowly so you can feel him at your deepest points
Not a mean dom, but will get annoyed when you tease him. You refuse to move and giggle at him when he tries to lift your hips? You won't be laughing when he flips you over and starts to plow into you, holding your hands above your head and making you scream his name
Speaking of, on days he feels particularly annoyed, he might just put those handcuffs he carries to good use. Fastening them to the bedposts, you would be unable to fight back while he uses your holes until he's satisfied. Not that you'd want to, of course. You were the one to suggest it, after all
Adores it when you blow him after a long day of work. Sitting in his plush chair, whiskey glass in hand, while you choke on his cock, struggling to fit all of him in your throat? He can't imagine a better use of his evening
"This is your own fault, you know", Nanu rasped in your ear, breathless from how hard he was fucking you. "You could have played nice, ride me like a good girl, but no, you always have to be a brat." The room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, the lewd squelching of your abused pussy and your desperate pleas to slow down, to please have mercy on you, it's too much oh gods pleasepleaseplease- But Nanu kept on bullying his fat cock into your tight, abused little cunt, showing no sign of stopping any time soon.
