jaime squirms each time you place your lips on his skin, leaving behind smeared up chapstick kisses over the many, dainty beauty marks that litter his body.
his hands will twitch at your sides, fingertips shyly brushing against your shirt, threatening to pull you closer and into something more. a warm flush will coat his skin, his face completely heated as it spreads downward, slowly blooming across his body.
a tent would gradually grow in his pants the further down you take your lips, begging to be set free the closer you get. but you’re a tease. you’d make your way back up, placing a longer kiss to the small brown dot just below his collarbones, sitting right where his chest starts. then you’d continue your journey back up to his face.
he’d whine your name against your lips as you kiss him, your chapstick hydrating his cold ones—having dried up from his mouth hanging open in the air. jaime would finally grab onto you, fully pulling you into his lap, and setting you on top of the bulge you created, mumbling about how much you affect him as his movements against your mouth get sloppier.
Your head hurt. Like, stake through your forehead hurt.
Migraines were never fun, but especially not when you were trying to stream so that your audience had their bi-nightly entertainment.
The guys didn't help much, given that they were always loud. The screaming match over whatever stupid steam game Smitty convinced you guys to download was too much when combined with the light from your monitor.
You'd been falling more and more quiet for the past hour, now barely talking at all, just moving your character around and trying to get through the session. Ideally, you'd be done soon and able to curl up in bed with no light, no sound.
Just your blanket, water bottle, and weighted eye mask.
Pure heaven for a migraine.
"How many more times am I going to fucking fall!" Matt screamed. The rest of the guys began laughing, sending another spike of pain through your skull.
Puffer and Pezzy both began making fun of him, Droid and Smitty both cackling in the background. When your phone buzzed on your desk, you ignored it at first, just locked in on your own character.
But then the device buzzed again, more insistent. With a small huff through your nose, you picked it up, squinting at the light.
You okay?
You're really quiet.
As you read them, a third text came through. This time, a gif of a concerned bear. That one had your lips quirking up into a ghost of a smile.
Migraine. The yelling isn't helping.
Do you need anything?
Just for this session to end.
You looked back up to your monitors, scanning chat for a moment, most of your viewers asking if you were alright or why you were so quiet. For a rare moment, you ignored them, going back to moving your character through the map, doing your best to just beat the damn game so you could go to bed.
Without warning, your office door creaked open, footsteps coming closer. On instinct, you muted yourself and turned to see Nelson standing behind you, holding one of his hoodies out.
Slowly, you stood and took it from him, sliding it over your old Nirvana shirt. The fabric swallowed you and it was just as comfortable as you knew Nelson had been hoping.
"Thank you," you mumbled. "I'm ready to go to bed."
"You should go ahead and get off for the night," he whispered. One of his hands came up to cradle the side of your face, his eyes softening with worry as you pressed your cheek into his palm.
"I feel bad leaving before we beat the game. We're so close to the end."
He shook his head, a sigh falling from his mouth. "If you don't get away from the screen and the noise, it's just going to get worse."
"I know," you told him, "but I just...I did really want to play this one. I was looking forward to today's stream. I can't give up a stream day."
"You can if it's for your own health." His thumb traced across your cheekbone, your eyes closing at the comfort in the gesture. "Come on. Let's get you to bed. We can try again another day, alright?"
"Okay," you whispered. "Okay."
"Good." He leaned forward to press a careful kiss to your forehead. "I'm getting off, too. I'll make you some tea for bed."
"You don't have to." Your eyes opened again, meeting his. "You can stay on with the guys for a while longer."
"Not when I need to take care of you." Your smile grew a little despite the ache in your cranium.
"You're so sweet it's sickening."
"You love it, though."
"I do." You leaned forward into his chest, giving him a hug. "Alright, I'll close out. See you in five?"
"Hopefully less."
The guys, as always, were understanding about you leaving, though you heard them start to tease Grizzy when he said he'd be leaving, too. You talked to your chat for a minute, explaining why you'd gotten so quiet and why you were getting off, apologizing for the short stream.
By the time you were done, Nelson was already in your guys' bedroom, a cup of your favorite tea on your nightstand next to your filled water bottle and eye mask.
As you laid there, curled into his side in the quiet, blanketed in darkness and his hoodie, you finally felt the pressure behind your eyes lessening. That night, you fell asleep with his hand rubbing soothing circles onto your back like he could take away every ailment you ever had.
(In honor of 2/9 Wives coming home and the holo cards~)
Puffer
She's the goth gf that is so dommy mommy to others but melts when you show her love.
She loves you for being so obsessed and obedient to her~
But she also loves when she's the one giving you the love you pour on her~
She loves you being so whipped for her, staring so lovingly, being so obedient to her every needs, and just being your goddess~
She loves giving back the love tenfolds because she's not a meanie~
She'd definitely cuss you out and roast you when she's worked up over something (sometimes leading to intense fucking where she doms-)
She definitely makes you beg and plead so prettily/handsomely when she's in her cocky confident mood (when she's on a win streak) 🫣
She'd definitely want you to lay on top of her, head on her chest while she plays her switch~
Sometimes she gets in her teasing mood of taking advantage of your whipped privileges, sitting in your lap while she games~ being a little tease (until shes losing her game-). All while you have to sit there and be still to not distract her 🤭
She'd love leaving kisses all over your body, her black lipstick smearing and marking you to show her love for you~
While she loves you staying on your knees 24/7 inbetween her legs, she wants to give her obedient lover love too~ she'd love topping and giving you the best head and ride of your life till you're so loved and can't think of anything but her loving you~
Sometimes when she's pissed over a game, she'll come to you and yank you down for a stress relief, roughly loving you but still making you dazed as she does it so lovingly, making you feel like the most praised thing despite her dirty, angry, degrading words~
While she never wants to be so degrading kinky on you, concerned over hurting you, she'll be a bit shy but worship you as she doms you so gently, a leash attached around your neck as she holds the leash. Never wanting to hurt you, she'll never go into hard kinks, the most she'll go is strap ons. Only worshipping you when she's inside you. Making you feel like the goddess that you always make sure she feels like.
"He/She makes me laugh" dynamic
"They said no pickles, dumbass" wifey
A baddie goddess in love with her whipped worshipper~
(Puffer would be so confused if one day she came to life and you're so whipped for her and want to be sandwiched-)
Her and Puffer would argue but eventually just lead to both of them domming you (you don't mind~)
Grizzy
WIFEY MATERIAL‼️‼️‼️‼️ 👏👏👏👏
She'll be amused when she sees how whipped you are for her~ small smirk and soft amused eyes as she watches you fumble in front of her. All shy and stuttering~
She'd tease you with her strength~
Picking you up when you get tired in her forest~ taking care of the heavy duty lifting and making sure you see her muscles work all while she watches amused as you stare in such shock and flusteredness 🤭 she'd definitely find a way to do the cliche pinning you to the wall somehow, making sure her towering stance and build overwhelms over you as she stares down in amusement as you stutter over your words. All while she plays everything off as helping you or that she didn't do anything 🫣
She'd love picking you up! (Uppies!!!!)
She'd definitely unintentionally smother you with her chest when she hugs you, her tall build making her chest be near your view at all times~
She'd be a protective girlie over you when you're in the forest with her~ her warrior side coming out to protect you from getting hurt 💕
WE GET A PET BEAR!!!!
She'd love seeing you sleep with the bear so peacefully 🥺 knowing you have two guardians while your with them.
Shes a provider at heart. She'll make sure you're fed, hydrated, warm, cool, everything.
She'd definitely top you, making sure you're thoroughly happy, loved, and pleasured~ Making you use your words to tell her your needs, paying every attention to your reactions, sometimes reading your mind, all while she praises you for being so perfect!~ 💕
She'd love if you show her that you want to provide for her too~
She'd lay back and let you spend however long you want between her legs~ letting you top her all while she watches with loving eyes~ her strength being used to support your efforts as you work on her 🫣
Definitely the type to still take control even while shes letting you please her~ Throwing herself back to ride you (or your strap on) as you take her in doggy 🫣
She'd have one of the best aftercare, just loving to provide for you after being pleased or giving the pleasure, her tired little thing all messy.
Best post sex cuddles, hands down.
Just mommy and her little simp~
Grizzy would be down bad if his waifu came to life.
He'd want to be dommed by both her and you-
Both of you and him end up dommed-
Pezzy
The sexy girlfriend that knows shes hot-
She'd love showing off her clothes to you~
Letting you know you're the only one who gets to see her without them 🫣
She'd love going to the beach with you, love you being so down bad for her in her cute swim wear~ she'd love to see you in your swimwear too~
She'd definitely make you feel like the sexiest person and lover ever.
She'd always compliment you 🥺
Beach sex in a private changing room go brrr-
She'd love checking you out no matter what you wear~
You in a hoodie and sweats? Shes already staring like you're the hottest thing in the room 🫣 you ARE the sexiest thing to her 💕
Despite being so confident, she'd love if you take the time to show her how pretty she is to you, both romantically and sexually.
When it's been a bad day of her outfits getting bad attention, she'd love when you praise her and give the most beautiful love to her that doesn't end in sex. Just cuddles, dinner, and wholesome kisses.
Despite being so soft, she has her secrets just like her creator~
Shes the kinkest (not surprising)
She's down for everything you are~
She'd love riding you and letting you ride her 🤭
She'd love being called mommy, letting her know how much you need her~
She'd also love being made to beg for you~ being tied up and helpless, only being able to beg for mercy~
She loves being spanked
She'd spank you if you are riding her though, commanding you to keep up and take what you need while she praises you so filthy~
She'd want to make the sexiest love with you ever, the kind of love others can only dream of~
When you're in an insecure mood about your body, she'll take the time to worship, praise, kiss, and show every part of you is sexy with kisses, marks, love, and all her attention on you. Making you feel like the goddess/God you are~
Aftercare be fun between y'all, lightly fighting who takes care of who, who had to worse of the exhaustion, and soon ending up with both of you taking care of each other stubbornly.
Post sex cuddles are a must for her, wanting to be in your arms, loved, happy, and content 🥺
Just the out of our league hot gf with her whipped lover~
Pezzy would be concerned seeing her come to life one day.
Eventually ends up with him and you switching as the receiver-
Droid
SHES THE FUNNY GF!!!!
She'd always be making you laugh, being so giddy when she sees how whipped you are.
She'd be curious and amused seeing how whipped you are. Wanting to see how much you love her as she teases and hangs out with you more.
She's the more modest girlie out of all of them but dont let that fool you-
She'll say the most out of pocket and kinkiest shit randomly.
She'd love to Dom you so happily and enthusiastic to show you all her love!
Her tail wrapping around your leg, her ears twitching, and purring as she sits on top of you littering her love on you~
She'll ride you as she purrs, praising you so happily and making a few jokes here and there. Making sure to keep you on your toes in between pleasure and happiness!
She'd be a blushy but happy mess if you decide to take control 🤭 stammering but letting you take over. Letting you please her until she can't do anything but purr and think of you as her mind melts away.
She'd want praises and worship from you when she's bottom, blushing and being thoroughly pleased when she hears how much of a good girl she is for you~ how much of a good lover she is for you and how you're giving her the love she deserves~
She'd love positions like 69 and other mutual pleasure positions, positions where she can be pleased for her love but also work for it by showing you tensfold the love~
She'd love sitting on your face, a place where you can praise her and pleasure her all at the same time~
She'd want to be between your legs at all times, working for her praise and staying there until you tell her to climb up on you so you can reward her 🫣
She just wants to be the best girl ever 💕
She is the one that you take care of after sex.
She'll clean you and cuddle you, but you are the one who makes it mutual and make her feel appreciated as an equal 💖
Post sex sleep is always the most chaotic between y'all-
She's just the love starved funny girl 🥺💕
Just a starved girl getting her feast from her whipped lover~ 💖
Droid would be bamboozled if his waifu came to life one day.
“well, what the fuck?!” droid furrowed his brows at his screen, laughing right after with whoever he was playing with. you didn’t really pay attention to the names he screamed during the horror game—pezzy? grizzy? hell, it could’ve been smii7y or yumi. its not that you weren’t listening out of malice, no. you were just… preoccupied.
tucked between his legs under his desk sat you. it was cramped, of course it was. but the sight in front of you made you suck it up and deal with it—literally. his cock was stuffed in your mouth, tip continuously hitting the beginning of your throat, muffling your gags around his shaft. thank god he screams loud during jumpscares.
you bobbed your head while your hand pumped whatever couldn’t fit, your other perched on his thigh to hold yourself up. your cheeks hollowed as he jolted, unintentionally thrusting himself further into your mouth, feeling the vibrations of your moan echo around his cock.
“fuck,” he whispered shakily to himself. he played it off with a laugh and a joke about the jumpscare, keeping his composure as to not alert his chat or friends of anything going on. his camera was zoomed in and focused on his head, meaning he had to put on his best poker face while his lower body betrayed him.
he tried his hardest to not make it obvious—he would normally bounce his leg anyway, so there’s nothing else he could be doing, right?
the muscles in his thighs tensed as you dragged your tongue around him, the squelch thankfully being covered by the game audio. he twitched in your mouth as he agreed to pause the game, telling chat he was gonna turn on music during the break. he then turned his head to read the flying messages, one catching his eye immediately.
“where’s your girlfriend?”
the question rang in your head like a blaring alarm. you continued to suck him off while simultaneously awaiting his answer, feeling him lean forward, his hands coming around your head—one holding your hair, and the other at the nape of your neck. he pressed you against him repeatedly, feeling the sloppy mess of your drool and his precum coat himself and your face, dripping around your hand and his pajama pants.
he face fucked you as discreetly as possible while he answered, “she’s busy right now, but i’ll see if she wants to come on stream later.” he lied blatantly. his eyes scanned the chat again, smiling as they begged for you to show up, all while he worked himself up by using your mouth without anybody knowing.
“alright, alright, i get it, damn!” he joked, “you guys wanna see her more than you wanna see me, craaaazy,” that shit-eating grin never left his face. it was the level of deceit he had to play that was making him all giddy. the fact that you were now actively swallowing waves of his cum while he spoke to his fans like nothing was happening, like he wasn’t absolutely coating your throat in sticky white ropes of his arousal, it was maddening in the hottest way possible.
he let out the smallest whimper as he relaxed back in his chair, cock softening and growing more sensitive as you sucked and licked every last drop out of his slit. his body shuddered as he gently pulled you off, making sure his upper body stayed normal. he glanced down while faking a nose wipe and fixing his glasses, giving you a satisfied smile while he watched you wipe your lips with the back of your hand.
Three years into a relationship with Grizzy and it still caught you off guard every time you saw it.
That little furrow of his brow when he was concentrated on anything, only to turn into the brightest, most adorable smile you'd ever seen. The way his cheeks looked downright pinchable, the way his eyes crinkled, the absolutely jubilant laugh that spilled out seconds later.
It always made you want to just grab his face and squish it.
It didn't matter if you were watching stream from a different room of the house and sitting in as a mod, sitting in a chair or on the floor in his office, or even just out and about on a date or with any of the guys.
You always wanted to slap your hands against his cheeks and just keep them there.
You'd heard the term before. Cuteness aggression. Usually, it was in the context of seeing a puppy or a kit and just getting so overwhelmed with how adorable they were that you'd want to squeeze the life out of them.
Arguably the strangest evolutionary phenomena around but one that attacked you on the daily.
And now, in your usual chair next to Nelson in his office, half on your phone, half watching him play another one of Smiity's stupid stream games, it struck again.
The way his whole face lit up, the sound of his laugh making your chest burst.
It was irresistible.
Before you even knew what you were doing, you'd pushed to your feet and clapped your palms against his cheeks, accidentally forcing him into a fish-face as you made him look at you.
He just stared at you as you returned it, your brows furrowed, his face still absolutely glowing with that grin.
"Yes, baby?" His voice was soft. Amused. Even if you didn't do this often, he knew exactly what it was about.
"You're too cute sometimes," you muttered. It only made him laugh again, pushing that cuteness aggression even further until you were borderline glaring at him, hands still presses against his face, leaning closer until your nose was nearly brushing his. "It's unfair."
The way your glare shifted into a pout only made him laugh harder, one of his hands finding your waist and giving a soft squeeze.
"You do know I'm still on stream, right?"
"Well aware."
"Chat can hear you."
"Chat knows exactly what I'm talking about." A glance only confirmed your words, the chat scrolling by almost too quick to read, but a few that you caught were agreeing with you. Others were calling your reaction cute, despite the way you were clinging to Nelson's face.
"Puffer says that you're ridiculous."
"Puffer can shut it."
The rest of stream, your chair was pulled closer to his, your fingers jumping up to pinch his cheek any time he laughed, which started the cycle all over again.
Yeah, even three years later, it still hit you hard. Maybe even harder than before, but Nelson loved it.
Pezzy wouldn't let you do anything yourself. You were moving into his house with him, afterall. You're his princess, why would he let you do any manual labor?
He insisted on moving as many boxes as he could for you so that you could just stand around and watch. It was cute but frustrating. Especially when he brought in your gaming setup and began putting it together himself.
As much as you loved him, you could do it yourself. And you preferred to do it yourself.
It was your stuff, to be fair, and he already did so much for you. You just wanted to be able to piece it all together like you'd done in your last place.
But, to also be fair, it was really cute to see him under the desk on his back as if he were checking the undercarriage of your car rather than trying to organize all your cables so that your feet wouldn't get caught in them. It was like he was your desk mechanic. Your personal handyman.
"You know," you huffed, "I can do this myself."
"Yeah, but I like doing it for you," he said. He was mostly hidden under your desk from where you sat in your chair (which he'd also put back together for you), legs and arms crossed.
"I appreciate it, babe." And you did. But the rest came out as well. "But it is my setup. I can do it."
He peeked out at you, giving you those oh-so-familiar puppy dog eyes that always had you breaking. "I just want you to be able to relax."
"I've been relaxing all day because you won't let me touch anything." In spite of your pride you were pouting. Rightfully so but still. You didn't like pouting because it made him baby you more. "I just want to do something."
"I let you unpack the boxes," he argued.
"Yeah. And then you took whatever I unpacked and put it away."
"Not your clothes."
"Because we haven't touched those yet." It went quiet for a moment. "Max, I know you wanna help but it's more than helping when I'm barely allowed to touch my own stuff."
"You said we could do it together, though."
"Yeah. Together. Not the princess sitting by useless and pretty."
He rolled out from under your desk and sat on his knees, hands reaching out to grab your own, uncrossing your arms. He kissed one of your palms, muttering against it. "I like it when you sit pretty."
Your face flushed, fire dancing its way down your throat. "That's-I-Don't distract me! I'm supposed to be annoyed with you!"
He gave you a shit-eating grin. "I know. Let me be your hands while you sit there and be my lovely distraction and motivation."
"Not sure I can be both at the same time."
"Oh, trust me, babe, you have been all day." He kissed your palm again before getting up to leave the room. "Come on, I need to get another box and I need my supervisor around to make sure I get the right one."
With a roll of your eyes you followed him, confirming that it was the right box even though it was labeled in thick sharpie. You trailed uselessly after him but the annoyance was no longer there.
Just love for the man in front of you.
As much of a little rat he was, he was yours. And to be fully honest, none of your previous partners had treated you as well as he does. He may not have been perfect, he may be annoying, he may drive you up the wall and the pull you right back down by dumping his cat in your lap to soften your resolve, but he was a perfect fit for you.
originally, you joining him in the studio had been a here and there thing. another way for you guys to spend time together while working. he'd record with his friends or-like now-paint while you did your own thing in the corner of his office.
sometimes you'd be reading, sometimes working on your own art project, sometimes actually working and typing away on your laptop, or even just talking with him while he painted.
then, the sessions became more common.
you guys had been dating for over a year. your time began to meld together, activities combining, until you two did virtually everything together.
and when he wasn't chatting with you, you'd normally be locked in on separate things.
it's how today had started. like normal, you'd brought your laptop into his office and sat in your usual spot to get some emails done. once those were taken care of, you did a few project pieces before picking up your current book.
by that time, he'd gotten off the session and started painting.
before long, your book began to bore you. it didn't happen often, but every now and then it did. your attention just wasn't in it or the story wasn't all that interesting or-god forbid-the writing just wasn't that good.
tonight it was the first. your attention just wasn't on the book.
but john was still painting.
still working away, sweeping the brush across the canvas, mixing paints. all while pulling that little "concentration face" that you'd once made fun of him for.
slowly, your book fell into your lap and you just watched him work. with music playing in the background, you fell into just as much of a trance as him.
watching his hands move so intentionally, watching the cute scrunch of his face as he focused, seeing the piece come to life bit by bit. his flow and he himself were just...entrancing.
until he caught you.
"you know," he chuckled, "it's hard to focus when i can feel your eyes on me the whole time."
your face erupted in flames, mouth opening and closing like a damn fish. "i'm just admiring your art."
"only my art?" he turns to you with an eyebrow raised. you could see the twitch of his lips, though, as he fought off a smile.
"shut up," you groaned. your head thunked against the wall behind you, making him laugh fully. "you're cute when you're focused, okay? is it a crime to watch my boyfriend do something he loves?"
"no. just distracting." you peek at his cheeky grin, grumbling again. "don't worry, i think you're cute for it, too."
"oh, shut up," you whined. but now you were smiling, too.
sometimes getting caught wasn't so bad. especially when it led to him having you perch in his lap so he could guide your hands through the brushstrokes instead.
that shared painting now hung above your guys' bed, highlighted for you to see every day.
(ask by @p1ge0n-b1rdy-b0y, god i loved this prompt. also lowkey had tattoo by loreen on loop during this lmao)
