#manulogue.

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usually people overreact with hyping up stuff on the internet but one thing that can never be hyped up too much is men moaning and whimpering and gasping and breathing heavily and stammering and grunting and huffing and—

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a deeply traumatised man with a gentle heart *dreamy sigh*

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the only canon is that all characters are xreadersexual

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a kiss laid upon the arch of your foot and a firm but gentle hand on your ankle to keep you from squirming away

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imagine accidentally dressing up to perfectly match your fave’s taste and they cannot handle watching you prance around without pushing you against the wall and grabbing your face and kissing passionately as soon as you two are behind the corner

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we should celebrate juicy and muscular thighs

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your fave removing your shoe gently and holding your ankle as to keep it steady, not letting it brush past the rolled sock when they’re assessing the bruise and the swell, surprisingly attentive with subtle touches as they apply cold lotion on the burning skin… and your patience and obedience gets rewarded with a peck of their lips atop your foot as they put it on a comfortable pillow to let it rest…

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stoic gentleman who always greets you with a fleeting kiss against your knuckles and keeps his gaze low when complimenting you to not embarrass you any further, but during the feast or any gathering, his fingers keep wandering up your thigh under the table, playing with the hem of your dress, hiking it just an inch higher and higher… his face remains entirely calm besides maybe a slight flush others would consider coming from a warm lighting or a sip of warm drink, but you know it’s because you parted your legs and allowed him to continue without stopping at the edge of your panties…