#luka hsr

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[soursoppi]

redheads in ribbons, gotta be my favourite gender

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express / belobog - m!honkai star rail x chubby fem!reader

You cry when he tells you he loves your body

featuring. caelus, dan heng, welt yang, gepard landau, sampo koski, luka cw/tags (19+ Only | Minors DNI). discussion/acknowledgement of body image issues, insecurity, verbal affirmation, affection, varied relation status, no beta

Caelus

You had been tugging at the hem of your shirt for the last twenty minutes, pulling it down over your stomach every time you shifted on the parlor car bench. You weren't even thinking about it, having done this for years out of reflex.

Flatten. Smooth. Adjust. Repeat.

Caelus was lying on the opposite bench, legs dangling off the end, tossing a baseball toward the ceiling and catching it repeatedly.

"Hey, could you stop doing that?" he asked, still throwing the baseball.

"Stop doing what?"

"The thing with your shirt." He caught the ball one final time and sat up, looking directly at you so plainly honest it almost felt rude. "You keep pulling at it. You've been doing it ever since you got on board."

Heat flooded your face. "It rides up."

"Okay--so let it ride up then if that's how it wants to fit."

"Caelus--"

"I'm serious." He swung his legs to the floor, elbows on his knees, leaning toward you. "You know what I see when your shirt rides up? You, that's what I see. You keep trying to hide yourself even though I like every single bit of you."

You stopped breathing.

He kept going. "Your thighs? Incredible. Your arms? I think about your arms... kind of a weird amount actually. And your stomach--okay, I know you hate your stomach, you told me once and I've been mad about it ever since--but I love it. I love how you look. All of it. Not in spite of anything. Just... I don't know, all of it."

The tears hit before you could form a single word.

His face went from earnest to panicked in a heartbeat. "Wait--no, that was supposed to be a good thing, I was trying to--"

"It is a good thing," you choked out, pressing both hands over your mouth because your whole face was crumpling. "You can't just say stuff like that."

"Um I can and I will? Frequently? Starting now and continuing forever?--I mean you said is was a good thing sooo not seeing the problem now."

You laughed through a sob and he crossed over and pulled you against his chest, arms folding around you completely, chin on top of your head.

"Every bit," he repeated against your hair. "No exceptions."

Your hands fisted in the back of his jacket and in that moment, you believed him.

Dan Heng

You didn't realize he was watching.

You stepped out of the shower and caught yourself in the narrow mirror of the Express bathroom, still dripping. And you done what you always did, turned sideways, sucked in, looked at every place you felt that your body curved too far or took up too much space, pinched your hip, pressed a hand flat against your belly and frowned.

The door was open a crack. You hadn't noticed.

Dan Heng didn't bring it up right away. That wasn't how he worked. He waited until the had enough context, and then mulled over his words carefully before expressing them.

It came three days later on the observation deck, his shoulder near yours in the dark.

"You hold yourself like an apology," he said.

You blinked. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"The way you stand. The way you sit. You fold inward, make yourself smaller." A pause. "...You don't need to do that."

"Dan Heng, I--"

"I've read about this. The way one's body image can affect their view of themselves..." His voice stayed low, controlled, but something underneath it pressed against the edges. "While I know my words won't change this... You should know that I find nothing about your body that requires correction. Your shape, your frame, the way you feel when I--" He stopped. Reset. "I notice you. More than I'm comfortable admitting. And everything I notice, I've wanted ever since."

The air between you went very still.

"You can't mean that," you whispered.

His head turned and his eyes found your in the dark and the look in them was so utterly certain, that your chest caved in.

"I don't say things I'm unprepared to stand behind." he stated plainly.

The first tear fell and you looked away fast, jaw tight, trying to swallow the whole thing back down. His hand found your wrist. Not pulling. Just circling it, thumb against your pulse.

"Don't turn away from me," he said quietly. "Not for this."

You broke. A sound tore out of you that you'd been holding for years.

He drew you into him and pressed his mouth to your temple, letting yourself go through the motions until your breathing finally settled.

Welt Yang

He was sketching.

You grew used to him drawing at odd hours, pencil moving in that patient, deliberate way of his. He sketched the Express. He sketched planets from the window. He sketched Stelle mid-argument and March pretending not to pose.

You hadn't realized he was sketching you until the page fell open on the parlor table while he was making tea.

It was your profile from three nights ago. You were reading, legs tucked beneath you on the bench, one arm resting across your middle. He drew every curve with an incredible amount of care. The roundness of your cheek. The line where your thigh pressed full against the cushion. The place where your shirt gathered at your waist.

Nothing hidden. Nothing minimized.

"Welt." Your voice came out strange. "Why did you--"

He set down two cups and looked at the open page without embarrassment. "Because I wanted to remember how you looked in that light.ing"

"But you drew--" You gestured at the page, at the body on it, at all the parts you would have erased. "You drew everything."

"Yes." He sat across from you and adjusted his glasses. "That was the point."

"I don't look like that though."

"You look exactly like that." He said steadily without hesitation. "I have spent a long time learning to see what's actually in front of me... And what is in front of me is someone worth capturing accurately." He turned the notebook toward you. "Every line here is something I admire. I would not have drawn it otherwise."

You stared at the page and your vision blurred.

"I--sorry." You pushed the heel of your hand against your eye. "That's--no one's ever--"

"Then you have been around remarkably unobservant people."

A laugh jumped out of you, broken as he reached across the table and folded your free hand between both of his, thumbs running slow across your knuckles.

"I will draw you as many times as it takes," he said, "for you to see what I see."

Gepard Landau

He practiced what he was wanting to say to you.

You knew this because Serval told you, barely containing her glee, that her little brother had been pacing her workshop for half an hour muttering to himself with your name constantly in the mix.

"I don't know what he's planning," she said, "but I haven't seen him this wound up since his promotion ceremony."

So when Gepard appeared at your apartment that evening, still in full Silvermane regalia, standing at a posture that was somehow even more rigid than usual, you had some warning. Just not enough.

"I need to speak with you," he said.

"O...kay?"

"It has come to my attention--" He stopped. Started again. "I have observed that you--no. That isn't right either." He pressed his gloved fingers to the bridge of his nose. "I had this memorized."

"Gepard, are you alright?"

"You hold your coat closed when you walk beside me," he said, blunt and suddenly. "You cross your arms in public. You apologize whenever we sit close together and... last week you told me you were surprised I wanted to be seen with you and I have not been able to stop thinking about it since."

The hallway was very quiet.

"I am not skilled at this," he continued, and a flush was climbing his neck above the armor collar.

"I speak more easily about strategy and defense than about--but you need to hear this from me directly. Your body is not something to apologize for. It is--you are-" His jaw worked. "When I see you, what I feel is not obligation or charity. It is desire. It is admiration, and I will not stand by while you convince yourself otherwise."

Your hand came up over your mouth but it was too late. The sound that escaped was small and fractured and completely beyond your control and Gepards composure crumbled instantly.

"Was that--did I say it wrong? I can start over. I prepared a second version just in ca--"

"A second version," you repeated, half-sobbing, half-laughing.

"Serval said my first draft was too formal." he admitted, unknowingly exposing his sisters lie to you.

You grabbed the front of his breastplate and pulled him into to kiss him. He made a startled sound against your mouth and then his hands found your waist over your coat, thumbs pressing into the give of you through the fabric.

"Was that... acceptable then?" he asked when you pulled back, slightly dazed.

"And then some," you said still crying but with a smile.

Sampo Koski

It started with the worst pick-up line you'd ever heard.

"Are you a Silvermane Knight? Because you've got me under arrest and I'm not even mad about it~♥" He leaned across the market stall with both elbows down, chin in his hands, grinning at you with zero shame.

You walked away, but he showed up the next day.

"Did it hurt when you fell from the upper city? Because you look divine--and slightly illegal."

"Go away, Sampo."

Day five. "I've been to a lot of places on this planet. Frozen wastelands, underground tunnels, several rooms I was not welcome in. And the most stunning view is standing right in front of me buying groceries."

Day nine. "You must be an artifact from before the Eternal Freeze because you are a treasure and I'd like to claim you for my personal collection."

Day twelve. "Is your name Penacony? Because you're a dream come--wait, that one wouldn't make sense unless you've been. Hold on, let me--"

"Why are you doing this?" You finally turned on him, bags in hand. "Every day, Sampo. Pick-up lines. At me. Is this a new bit or something?"

"A bit!" He clutched his chest as though pained. "She calls it a bit."

"Look at me." You gestured at yourself--all of yourself, the full obvious picture. "You don't use lines like those on someone who looks like me unless it's a joke."

His grin vanished like a curtain yanked sideways to show the bare wall behind it.

"That," he said, "is the dumbest thing anyone has ever said to me, and I once had a man try to sell me my own shoes."

"Sampo--"

"Who told you that? Who put that idea in your head?" He stepped forward. "I've been showing up to this market every day like a fool because you're gorgeous and I'd rather have you roll your eyes at me for 10 minutes than not have your attention at all."

Your bags hit the ground as your vision blurred.

"Wait, no--Shit." His hands fluttered. "That was supposed to land smooth, that was supposed to be--"

"You're so stupid," you managed, crying fully now in the middle of a Belobog street market.

His face softened as the corner of his lips turned up. "Yup. I'm the absolute worst, now come here already will you?"

You did, and he wrapped himself around you, petting your hair as you soaked his shoulder with your tears.

"Okay--I realize the timing isn't great, but is it safe to say you wouldn't say no if I asked you out to dinner now?" Fortunately you couldn't see the grin on his face, or you might have smacked it.

Luka

You were sitting on the bench in the training area, stretching out a cramp, while pulling at your workout clothes the way you always did after you exercised, making sure nothing was clinging in the wrong places or showing too much of what you didn't want seen.

Luka noticed and dropped onto the bench beside you. His mechanical arm hung loose between his knees while he caught his breath.

"Can I ask you something?" he said.

"Uh, yeah sure. What's up?"

"When you train--and you train hard, I've seen it... do you feel strong?"

You considered your answer a moment before nodding. "During, yeah. Sometimes."

"And after?"

You didn't respond, but your hand was already at the hem of your shirt, tugging.

"Yeah." He nodded slowly, like you confirmed something he already knew. "I kinda figured." He flexed his mechanical arm. "You know how long it took me to stop hiding this thing?"

You looked at him surprised.

"I used to keep it covered constantly. Sleeves, wraps, whatever I could find. Because I figured people saw it and saw weakness." He turned his hand over, looking at his metal fingers. "Took me a while to understand that this arm is part of what makes me capable."

"That's different, Luka."

"Yes and no..." He turned to face you. "I watched you move, your body can do incredible things. You're powerful. Your legs, your core, the way you throw your weight behind a hit... but then you finish and you start hiding again like none of your effort counts because of your shape."

His real hand reached over and caught yours, pulling it away from your shirt. "But it does count. Your body isn't something to work around. It's the whole reason you're as strong as you are."

The gym was silent except for a pipe dripping somewhere distant.

"You...really see that?" you whispered.

"Every time you walk in here." He said with a grin. "And I wish you could see it too because the view from where I'm sitting is pretty unreal."

You pressed your face into your hands and your shoulders shook and he pulled you sideways into him so your head was against his shoulder, and pressed his mouth to the top of your head.

a/n. ngl I wrote this mainly with 19 y.o. me in mind, because she has no idea someone is about to pop up in her life to say exactly this (and more), only for her (me) to be marrying that same guy in a few months 10 years later.

[sevsryn]

oh he stealin… ohh OHH HE STEALIN!!!

[purpleleafsyt]

The wardance event is great

[sporkkles-irl]

does anyone else love them

[niclepto]

Menace to society

[ollieolliewrld]

HSR Men in Bed (NSFW)(afab!reader)

A brief look to what your sex life would look like with them <3

*CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT 18+*

4.2k words

Aventurine

♡ How he loves to get you all worked up

♡ Seeing that blush across your cheeks or how you try to keep a straight face as he toys with you in public

♡ That’s what turns him on

♡ Having you as putty in his hands as he lays you down before him

♡ It is always a production with him, as he makes undressing you into the most erotic experience

♡ He keeps your legs pinned with his not allowing your lower half to move as he takes off your shirt slowly making you writhe beneath him 

♡ Aventurine wants you all to himself which is why he is not afraid to leave marks as he leaves a bite mark on your collarbone kissing over it to relieve the pain

♡ He will fuck you anywhere anytime pulling you into the nearest empty room and testing to see just how quiet you can be 

♡ “Shhh, you wouldn’t want someone to walk in and see how much of a slut you are, would you?”

♡ Big fan of having you restrained in some way whether it be handcuffs or his own hands holding your wrists together 

♡ His cock stirs in his pants just thinking of how cute you look with your hands behind your back and his dick down your throat

♡ You are his and he will use you as such

♡ Enjoys eating you out until you cum twice and then making you bounce on his cock

♡ Aventurine sits back and admires how your tits move and the pout on your face when your thighs start to burn 

♡ On days when he feels merciful he will take the cuffs off and let you support yourself until you cum on his cock but most of the time he will flip so you are on all fours and he can shove your face into the sheets as he enters into you from behind

Argenti

♡ The praise this man showers you with is endless

♡ His passion for sex makes it so you feel loved and cherished at all times

♡ This does not mean he is boring in bed but rather he puts his all into it

♡ Each time he thrusts into you you can feel it

♡ Loves to watch you cum

♡ Argenti likes to have you in his arms with your back against his chest as he watches you pleasure yourself

♡ Whispering words of encouragement in your ears

♡ “You’re doing such a good job for me, Princess”

♡ His favorite position is missionary because why would he not want to look at your pretty face while he buries his cock deep inside of you

♡ “You look so beautiful underneath me”

♡ Only ever looks away from you to place kisses along your neck never breaking his pace 

♡ He only really likes to have sex in your shared bed never being a fan of disgracing you anywhere else 

♡ However, there have been a few occasions where he simply could not resist you and has taken you on a balcony as you overlook the lights of the city

♡ He is usually quite careful with you only wanting you to feel pleasure but he can be convinced to do otherwise

♡ You asked him to be rougher with you, he agreed and a safe word was put into place 

♡ Argenti starts by cautiously placing his hand around your throat, once he learns that you are not made out of glass he starts to explore 

♡ He teases you by pinching your nipples and placing bites along your inner thighs

♡ While he never gets to be truly rough he does become much more handsy

♡ Aftercare is very big for him, Argenti loves to clean you up and hold you close to him just as much as he loves to see you with pleasure in your eyes

Blade

♡ Sex with Blade is interesting 

♡ At times he is taking his time with it, drinking your body in memorizing every part of you 

♡ Fucking you slowly and deeply making sure you feel all of him

♡ Losing himself in the feeling of having you so close to him

♡ “I thank the higher power every day that I have found you”

♡ Holding you in his arms as he rolls his hips into yours numbs darkness gnawing at him

♡ Soft kisses cover your body, his hair falling onto your face as you lock eyes with him

♡ You wrap your arms around his neck bringing him in so your lips meet

♡ This side of Blade is not one you often get to see, him being so vulnerable and open with you, you treasure it

♡ Other times, though, he is using you to fuck through the pain

♡ Roughly bending you over the nearest surface not bothering to fully remove your clothes

♡ Just get whatever you're wearing off enough to thrust his cock inside of you 

♡ The sounds of flesh slapping against each other ignites a fire in his chest

♡ He picks you up and presses your back against a wall 

♡ Holding you by the throat as he brings your legs up to wrap around him Blade begins a merciless pace into you

♡ He keeps his hand there until he begins to see the life drain from your eyes, he then lets go and allows you to wrap your arms lazily around him

♡ Once you have enough life back in you, your arms grab at him, his hair

♡ Your nails dig into the flesh of his back causing him to bite down on the flesh where your neck meets your shoulder

♡ The sounds you let out are pathetic and pushes him over to finish

♡ No matter how hard he fuck you, he will never let anything happen to you

♡ You mean too much to him for that

Dan Heng

♡ Dan is reserved in most things he does and when it comes to sex this translates over

♡ Never is he embarrassed to be seen with you but he would turn a bright shade of red if your hand was to graze over his thigh while in public

♡ Having you around him at all times brings him a great deal of comfort but he firmly believes that certain aspects of your relationship should be kept behind closed doors

♡ When Dan has sex it is all about you and him and bringing you both closer together

♡ Worships your body as he explores you 

♡ “You are so perfect”

♡ He strives to make note of every part and mark on your body

♡ The sounds you let out as he swirls his tongue around your nipples make it hard to restrain himself

♡ He wants to take his time with you giving every part of you the attention it deserves

♡ Pleasure for him comes from knowing that you are here with him and there is nowhere else you’d rather be

♡ The feeling of being closer to you than he has ever been with anyone else brings him close to release 

♡ Although, when you tighten around him like that he can no longer hold back the primal desire to mark you as his

♡ The slow and calculated rolling of his hips turns into desperate thrusts chasing a high

♡ He takes your legs into his hands bringing them to his shoulder to ensure you feel his full length

♡ Loves the way it feels when you run your fingers through his hair

♡ Whether it’s when he is eating you out or while he’s inside of you Dan will melt when he feels it

Dr. Ratio

♡ He has done more studying sex than having it 

♡ This is a dual-edged blade as he is confident in his abilities but there is an adjustment period

♡ Like all fields, he wants to be the best and he wants to understand your body fully

♡ Nothing is out of the question for him, he wants to try everything and come up with what works the absolute best for both of you 

♡ For him what works is the proper mix of loving and passionate sex + rough and desperate sex

♡ Dr. Ratio loves you and aims to make your life as perfect as possible so finding what brings you the most pleasure brings him a sense of accomplishment

♡ He’s not much for jokes and this is abundantly clear in the bedroom 

♡ Having sex is a very serious thing for him that carries a lot of meaning, you mean a lot to him and he wants to show you that

♡ While he is not one for emotions he is not a robot, he does have feelings for you

♡ Watching you enjoying yourself and feeling pleasure makes him a very happy man 

♡ He goes above and beyond to make sure he is not being selfish in bed 

♡ Being intimate with you allows him to relax and let go a little bit which he never lets himself do

♡ Not very big on dirty talk, instead opting for instructing you

♡ “Move your hand just like that, baby” 

♡ Just as he learns your body he learns his as well and shows you exactly what to do to bring him to release 

♡ Loves you watch as you stroke his cock, your pretty hands making him feel so good

♡ Although it is very rare and he would never admit it, he loves it when you try something new with him and catch him by surprise

Gallagher

♡ Daddy kink.

♡ He is not into age play but he is incredibly caring and wants to take care of you 24/7

♡ Gallagher is a gentleman at heart and this heavily carries over to sex

♡ He takes great care in touching you and moving you around making sure to be rough enough to inflict pleasure and just the right amount of pain

♡ Goes feral if you wear any form of lingerie for him

♡ His calm and collected nature tested as you bent over in front of him exposing the lace underwear you had put on this morning

♡ Walking over, taking you by the hips and pulling them back to meet his you feel his already hard cock against you, his fingertips digging slightly into your flesh

♡ He tells you to get on your knees and you obey taking his cock into your mouth 

♡ With his hand tangled in your hair, he keeps you there until there is spit dripping down your chin and your eyes are slightly watering

♡ Pulling you off of him, he takes your face into his hands making you look up at him 

♡ “Such a pretty mess I made”

♡ Wants you to be vocal whether it is moaning, whining, or screaming his name he wants to hear you

♡ The way you sound when you beg ‘Daddy please’

♡ He would give you anything you wanted

♡ You will have to sufficiently beg first

♡ It’s not his fault you look so cute when you cry only wanting to cum while he slowly moves his fingers in and out of you looking down at you with a caring smile

♡ When you two moved in together he had the goal of taking you on every surface of the place so sex has been interesting

♡ The top places have been on top of the washing machine while running, the dining room table, and the wall of the game room

♡ Marking you as his and making your house into a home

Gepard

♡ Gepard has two distinct modes

♡ He will become flustered when you make a suggestive comment or rub your hand over his crotch in public

♡ When you get home you will continue to tease him for how red his cheeks got and how he stumbled over his words

♡ You tell him what you want to do with him and he lets out a small whimper as the words are whispered in his ear

♡ He looks so pretty as he watches you stroke his cock biting his lip anxiously waiting for your next move

♡ When he's like this he will let you do whatever you want to him, he is your toy to play with 

♡ Gepard loves you so much of course he will give himself fully to you, he trusts you

♡ However

♡ There are days when you make those comments and try to toy with him but he grabs you by the wrist as you try to touch him leaning down to you 

♡ “Behave yourself like a good girl, or pay the price”

♡ This Gepard will not play your games and would much rather you use your mouth for something useful rather than running it

♡ When you get home he immediately presses you against the door making quick work of your clothing

♡ Working his way down your body until he gets to where you want him most

♡ But he will not give in to you so easily 

♡ Now is his turn to tease you in the way that you do to him

♡ He savors the way his name leaves your mouth while he thrusts into you hitting a spot that makes you see stars

♡ His hand in the roots of your hair gaining control over your body

♡ Once he starts its hard for him to stop, pulling out of you and seeing your fucked out expression just makes him harder

Jing Yuan

♡ While this man adores you and your body, he also has work that must be taken care of so he balances the two

♡ He adores morning sex

♡ Waking you up by placing loving kisses on your cheeks slowly bringing you out of the dream world and into the moment with him

♡ Before he has to leave you for the day Jing Yuan wants to make sure you feel his love 

♡ Sex like this is passionate, filled with care, truly enjoying each other’s bodies

♡ Holding you close to him as he thrusts into you from behind, never leaving the comfort of the covers

♡ Sweet words flow from his lips as you get close to the edge 

♡ “You are my greatest treasure” 

♡ When you come to visit him at work and see how stressed out he is, you offer to massage his shoulders 

♡ As you work his tense muscles his mind starts to wander off from his work and on to you and how good you looked today

♡ Bending you over his desk is a major turn-on 

♡ He likes it so much that he will often ‘forget’ things at home so that you have to come bring them to him at work

♡ When you get there he sits you on his lap claiming that he just wants to show you some documents 

♡ But his hand wanders between your legs and then you are face down on top of the documents

♡ Not that you would ever complain 

♡ After a frustrating day of work, he is the roughest with you 

♡ Using you to let out any problems he had encountered during the day

♡ This is also when you would receive the most aftercare, Jing Yuan is always aware of how hard he goes on you and makes sure that you receive equal parts love and use as a fuck toy

Luka

♡ For a man with such a sweet face, his sex drive comes as a surprise

♡ Any time you go to the gym with him expect him to be horny 

♡ All of his training gets his blood pumping and any thought of you goes straight to his dick

♡ Luka does not mind being sweaty but if its an issue for you he will gladly fuck you in the shower

♡ Shower sex is not his favorite thing, he would much rather play with you in the shower and then carry you to the bed

♡ He loves to cover you in suds feeling every inch of your body completely unrestricted by clothing

♡ Likes to cage you against the wall of the shower with his arms using his knee to spread your legs

♡ He guides your arms to rest on his shoulders as he brings the showerhead between your legs

♡ He loves to see your reaction as he increases the water pressure focusing it on your clit

♡ When he’s feeling nice he will let you cum other times he gets you close and then takes you out of the shower to finish the job

♡ His strength and stamina come in handy as he loves to move you around 

♡ Very enthusiastic in bed and has fun with you while doing it 

♡ His angelic laugh is the complete opposite of the pace he is taking thrusting into you with

♡ Luka is not big on teasing you but he would melt like putty if you were to tease him

♡ With all of his fighting, you'd think he would be tougher but with just a few touches you have him wrapped around your finger

♡ The tough exterior he puts up completely crumbles when you are on top of him 

Luocha

♡ Luocha adores physical contact of any kind with you

♡ He can keep a cool head in any situation, which is why he likes to play with you in public

♡ It starts with lingering touches, his hand trailing down your back barely grazing your ass

♡ Then it moves on to whispering into your ear 

♡ “I should have you bouncing on my cock right now”

♡ He loves to see your face turn red as you get flustered over his words

♡ No matter what he does to you he keeps a calm and playful smirk as he eyes you up and down 

♡ The only way to get him back is to play with his hair

♡ Running your hands through his golden locks gets him hard almost automatically

♡ He is quite ruthless in the bedroom often not stopping until you are in tears

♡ As much of a gentleman as he is, Luocha prides himself in ruining you in bed

♡ Pushing you to your limits and then kissing away all your tears

♡ So often he has had you brainless riding out a pleasure high only to put you right back on his cock thrusting you further into oblivion

♡ His favorite position is on your back with both of your legs on his shoulders 

♡ Having you like this allows him to see every reaction on your face as he mercilessly pounds into you 

♡ Occasionally he would want to incorporate light bondage liking the idea of having your hands bound allowing him full access to your body

♡ Though the furthest he would go would be nipple clamps if you were into them

♡ He would not be against himself being handcuffed but it would take some convincing from you

♡ Luocha takes a more dominant role in the bedroom but it would not be impossible to get him to be submissive from time to time if you know how to work him

Sampo

♡ Life is never dull with this man 

♡ It does not matter the time or place if he wants you he will have you

♡ The thrill of almost being caught excites him to no end 

♡ He toys with you in public having gone out and purchased a remote-controlled vibrator

♡ It’s when you wear that one skirt of yours, his favorite skirt, that he bends you over before you can walk out the door and slides the toy into you

♡ “Be a good girl for me, show me how good you can be”

♡ Sampo’s timing is perfect starting it with a soft hum and picking up the intensity when you are in the middle of something

♡ He will be sure to keep you out all day to play with you

♡ You two stop in at a diner for lunch against your protest

♡ He has kept you on the edge for a while now plotting in his head what he wants to do with you

♡ As you sit down the vibration decreases and you see the smirk on his face which tells you something is about to happen

♡ When the waitress comes over you brace yourself but the intensity you are expecting doesn’t come 

♡ Sampo keeps this up until your food arrives, confused you begin to eat but as soon as you open your mouth it hits you

♡ Unable to hold back the sound that leaves your lips you hurriedly attempt to stifle it with your hand 

♡ Sex is one thing but Sampo would much rather toy with you watching your reactions

♡ When in bed he prefers to have you on top, allowing him a full view of your body as you bounce on his cock

♡ If you were to place a hand around his throat poor Sampo would cum right there and then

♡ The power he holds can be easily taken but only by you

Sunday

♡ Planning, perfection, execution

♡ This is what matters to him

♡ Before you even come into contact with him, Sunday knows exactly what he wants to do with you

♡ He may make you cum once, twice, endlessly, or not at all

♡ You think he's cruel at times as he edges you to no end

♡ Not letting you know the release of finish

♡ “Do you think you have earned it?”

♡ To watch you pout and squirm under him as he continuously brings you closer is his heaven

♡ The way he touches you is so loving

♡ How he strokes your cheeks, the care he takes in moving your body

♡ It is a stark contrast with the cruelly he performs to your lower half

♡ On the nights when he is feeling generous, he will let you cum after all the teasing, however, it will be done with him watching

♡ Sunday will sit back and watch as you now struggle to bring yourself to climax without him lifting a finger

♡ He relishes in the look on your face when you finally cum, how blissful you look

♡ The arch in your back as you moan out his name

♡ The things you let him do with your body he is eternally grateful for as he looks at the glistening mess between your legs

♡ Leaning down to begin cleaning you with his tongue 

♡ He revels in the feeling of listening to you beg for release desperately pleading for him to show mercy

♡ When he does feel merciful and decides you are deserving of being pushed over the edge, you will be forced to cum until he is satisfied

♡ It does not help that his stamina is enough to continue fucking you straight through until you have cum twice and he is just beginning to get close

♡ The feeling of your walls tightening around him as he continues to thrust into you while you cum on his cock 

♡ He can’t decide what's better, that feeling or the sounds of your desperation 

Welt

♡ Behind his professional exterior, this man is sexually depraved

♡ If he could have it his way he would be fucking you every second of the day

♡ His sex drive is only matched by ours, the two of you very often sneaking away in the express to his room 

♡ Has a slight corruption kink! you weren’t very experienced when you met him and he loves to teach you and explore the new feelings with you

♡ As much as he would love to fuck your brains out Welt understands if you would like to take things slower

♡ Guides you into different positions and gives directions

♡ “Just like that, baby, use your tongue around the tip”

♡ The man goes primal when he watches you swallow his cum

♡ He rewards you by making you cum until you cry

♡ Pushing you to your limits gets him high

♡ Watching you break underneath him completely coming undone as his cock slides in and out of you

♡ It is addictive to him, he needs it, he needs your tears of pleasure 

♡ Welt will only stop when he is satisfied, when he feels like you have gotten enough 

♡ “You can keep going, I know you can”

♡ You’re his good girl of course you can cum one more time for him

♡ He will have you reduced to a puddle in his bed, cum drunk

♡ When he eats you out nothing is going to pull him away from lapping at your juices 

♡ Your thighs tightening around his head, you pulling at his hair

♡ His grip on your hip tightens leaving bruises like fingerprints on your flesh

♡ Having his face slick from your pussy eggs him on to fuck you until your legs shake 

♡ Ultimately Welt is over the moon to have someone whom he can spend his life with not only emotionally but sexually as well

Author's note: So happy to be back writing after taking a few days off! I look forward to what everyone thinks <3<3