I would love to see more of him or potential other designs or design sketches of the others if you have any
I'm also SOOOOOO in love with your art style because it scratches a very specific part of my brain ( ≧∀≦)
Hellooo anon thank you so much i appreciate you^^ I honestly have not picked up my stylus (hypothetical since I draw with my finger) since those sketches but I did plan to do all of the suitors. I've already started on a draft for Vincent back then, but family came to visit and ive been preoccupied by attending to them I haven't had the time to return to art stuff huhu,,, Anyways here's the draft for pookiebear Vincent
Not sure if I enjoy his hair so this design may change but I am satisfied with his other features lol :3 I have Arthur, Germaine and Dazai lined up after him but if theres any specific suitor you'd like for me to do first do feel free to let me know! Not like I've started on those other designs just yet anyways :DD
A/N: I know they would probably all like giving, but these three in particular give me the vibe that they love giving it so much that receiving it barely does anything for them anymore😵💫
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Vincent
...Have we ever seen the 4th birthday CG?
We know what he is.
He does it entirely for her pleasure though, because it fascinates him to see her in such a state. Especially from beneath her.
So when he asks her to sit on his face, he says it with that beautiful view in mind. Its enough to drive a man to his knees.
He'll settle her bare self on his chest and patiently quiet her concerns regarding whether he will be able to breathe or not. He just wants her on him.
Once she is hovering over him, his tongue flicks out to tease her before his hands tug her down to take her seat and let him work his magic.
His sky blue eyes never leave her as she arches and moans and cries out above him. Watching every reaction and committing it to memory.
What she likes, what she doesn't like, what gets the bigger reactions out of her. He doesn't miss a thing.
The scent, the sound and feel of her around his head makes his mind cloud in all the most lascivious ways. It reaches into something distinctly male within him, the something that only wants his lover, this masterpiece of womanhood, to be one with him.
He fondly caresses her thighs, her abdomen and under her breasts every time she finishes, his touch soothing and caring as she trembles and whines.
He very quickly gets addicted to this and when she starts remove herself, he grips her hips to keep her there.
"Stay..."
His low voice was almost inaudible, but steady, sure as she gapes down at him, shaking and mewling from the high she just came off of.
"Vin...cent, are you sure...? Aren't you tired...?"
The corner of his mouth lifts into the beginnings of the serene smile he is so well known for, yet that shadow of desire remains in his eyes, clear as day despite the storm it creates within the sky blue.
"I'm not. Not of you. Never of you."
He slowly coaxes her hips down, her thighs heating against his jaw as he repeats his earnest, lewd request.
"Please...stay."
He tugs her back down to guide her into another wave of ecstasy.
He would paint her, put this image to a canvas, but he fidgets at the idea that someone may come across it and see her like this.
No, he will keep this one in his head while her legs are wrapped around it.
Charles
One of the first ever CGs of Charles involves him on his knees at MC's feet licking her foot.
...Exposed himself so soon.
Y/N best clear her schedule, because whatever plans she may have had are to be abandoned and forgotten.
Charles has no shame, he will get on his knees and plead with her to let him taste her, to let him please her like only he can.
However, the moment she gives in, sitting on the bed's edge naked and spread to give him access, he descends upon her for hours.
He is messy, he is greedy, he is vocal. He groans and praises between fervent licks across her folds before plunging into her with his tongue, savoring her like the sweetest dessert.
He lovingly tosses her legs over his shoulders, so that he can get a better view and angle...but also so she can ground herself somewhat.
His hands aren't idle though, wherever he can reach, he will touch and squeeze, her breasts, her backside, everywhere, his fingers kneading the soft skin as she twitches and jolts under them.
Her trembling echoes through his skin and her moaning is a sweet song in his ears. One he will never tire of hearing.
"You're so perfect...I could never get enough of you~"
His own moaning makes her whine as it vibrates into her sensitive walls, barely recovering from yet another climax.
"Ch...arle...s! Too much!"
She pleads as she uses her grip on his hair to keep him at bay for a moment, which causes him to whine as well. The lower half of his face covered in her essence, his cheeks a bright lusty red.
"But ma belle! I can't stop, you taste too good, please don't make me stop, I need moreee~"
He coyly and slowly runs his tongue up her clit, his hazy sea green eyes on her, entreating and desirous as he takes her in, this beauty, this queen that grants him such a privilege.
She yields her grip on him just a little and it's all he needs to dive back in.
It's just as well that her legs are on his shoulders. Because they are going to be useless for walking later. As will the rest of her jelly limbs.
If Y/N has somewhere to be next time, it is recommended she keep her legs closed before this happens.
Drake
Ever notice in several of his CGs, Drake just... has his tongue out?
The man isn't subtle.
He will never kneel for anyone, but for her? He will gladly get on his knees, just to hear her scream as he pleasures her.
And she will scream, because he will not stop, his tongue pumping in and out of her with quick, ruthless strokes as she lay naked on her back, writhing in the sheets. His hands will hook under her knees to keep her open and still for him.
The lewd sounds coming from down there are absolutely filthy, yet they are another sensual caress to her senses.
He gets drunk on her taste, her delighted cries, the tugging of pretty hands through his silver hair as he sucks on her clit. All of it, he wants it all and he takes it again and again and again.
If she tries to move away, sensitive from so many orgasms, he will tug her back to him, a slightly wild, hungry look in his aqua eyes, his chest heaving as a dangerous smirk crosses across his face as he teases.
"Ah ah ah. No running away, darling."
She meets his gaze with her bleary, teary one, whimpering and gasping from the incredible sensations wracking her body.
"F...Francis! P...Please, you're too good, I can't...!
He chuckles, the sound low and soaked in seduction, in desire for the exquisite woman under him, who tastes as sublime as she looks.
"Too good? High praise, my love, but I think you can handle one more."
He said one more two orgasms ago.
"I'm not finished with you. So be good for me, pretty little fawn~"
He lowers his head back between her legs, holding her gaze with that smile that promises her undoing as he holds her thighs.
His enemies at sea have been shown more mercy than this.
