#jojo polnareff

[maymang0]

[iicrystelz]

Tee hee I finally finished it ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ,<)~✩‧₊

[lucckytequila]

GUYS it’s “CHÉRIE” not “SHERRY”

get it right and DON’T diss my girl like that…

[arminslutss]

Jean Pierre Polnareff nsfw headcannons!

Jean Pierre Polnareff who is the most loving, attentive person, especially in the bedroom. His number one priority is making sure that you're satisfied, and he will put your needs over his without a second thought.

Jean Pierre Polnareff who is all bark, some bite. He has no problem telling you every position he wants you in, all the fantasies he wishes to live out, but gets quite nervous when you hold him to it. He turns into a blushing, shaking, overwhelmed mess, and is cumming before you can get through half of his desires.

Jean Pierre Polnareff who loves speaking French during sex, especially during dirty talk. He doesn't care that you can't understand it all, but when you finally know what he's saying in bed after a few lessons? It turns him on bad.

Jean Pierre Polnareff who adores seeing you on top of him, cock buried to the hilt inside of you. This way, he gets to watch your full tits bounce and your hips rock against his own. He'll guide your waist with his hands, struggling to keep his eyes open after just a few minutes even though he wants nothing more than to watch you ride his cock.

Jean Pierre Polnareff who is always down for some shower sex. Imagine coming home sweating after a hot day and going to take a cold shower to cool off, inviting him to join you. Within minutes his hands are on your tits, kneading the flesh from behind, his chest pressed to your back. Next thing you know, you're trying to stay upright as he fucks you senseless under the stream of water, making you sweat even in the cold.

Jean Pierre Polnareff who gets turned on like crazy from the idea of being caught. A quickie in the bathroom while other are outside in the living room. Once, you and him were sharing a hotel room with Avdol, and it took all his willpower to only fondle you, not fuck you while his best friend was asleep in the bed right beside your own.

Jean Pierre Polnareff who worships the ground you walk on in the bedroom. He'll bend over backwards adhering to your every command.

Jean Pierre Polnareff who gets bratty during sex at times just so you'll slap him and put him in his place. He likes it more than he would care to admit, and you shutting up his whines causes him to get even harder.

Jean Pierre Polnareff who has decent stamina. He gets tired easily, sure, but if you want to keep going, he'll snap right back into shape and will go as many rounds as he could possibly do.

Jean Pierre Polnareff who loves to cum inside you. He isn't too fond of the idea of a child, so he always makes sure precautions are taken before releasing his load into your pretty pussy. When he pulls out, he'll take a second just to watch his cum drip from your hole.

Jean Pierre Polnareff who is the king of aftercare. He'll clean you up, bring you water, and take a (normal) shower if you're up for it. After, he'll hold you in his arms until you're both asleep.

A/N: I have so many more headcannons for this man that kept coming across my mind as I wrote. I need him bad.

@sunnyboy2811 tags

[arminslutss]

Making out with Polnareff before leaving your hotel

Joseph had yelled for you and Polnareff to come down for breakfast five minutes ago, yet you were still in your hotel room, locking lips with your sexy boyfriend.

Every day posed a new threat, and Polnareff was always ending up in abnormal, dangerous situations, you it only made sense for you to spend the last few minutes of safety you had kissing him silly before everyone's lives were put at risk.

His back pressed against the wall, Polnareff held you tight in his arms, kissing you with passion that was never to be found with anyone else. Soft moans traveled from his mouth to yours, the kiss growing messier with each passing second.

"Mon cherie..." he murmured, pulling away to stare into your eyes, his own glazed over with desire and lust. Polnareff brought one hand up to cup your jaw, bringing your lips back to his.

Arms around his neck, you pushed yourself impossibly deeper into him, savoring the sweet taste of his spit and the soft plush that were his lips.

Each swipe of Polnareff's tongue against your own sent sparks coursing through your veins. You feel them every time you kiss him, but it never gets old. How could it? Polnareff's such a sweet and gentle lover, one would have to be crazy to get bored with him.

"We... have to go, now." You pull away, breathless, a string of spit still connecting his lips to your own.

Polnareff sighs, his eyes holding a glimmer of sadness. Fear, too. Neither of you would dare to say it out loud, but one of the reasons you savored these kisses was because it could very well be the last.

"Right," he whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead, "Let's go. Don't want to make the others upset."

Can he just dick me down already please

[memoirchessboard]

little doodle I did yay wow I love that guy

still figuring out how to draw him tho if it’s not obvious

[maymang0]

Personalmente siento que polnareff debería verse así mojado

[plumintea]

he thinking about avdol 😏