#or*l

[tawneybel]

Imagine shuddering against Peter’s mouth as Scott licks you to orgasm. You make the mistake of looking down and, upon seeing the younger werewolf’s cum-drenched smile, you involuntarily buck against him.

“I think she’s close,” Scott says, standing up and licking your and Derek’s juices off his lips. Peter was the first one to fuck, and he used a condom, but you were still tight-lipped so Derek took a turn interrogating you. If you didn’t yield the information they wanted soon, you were going to be sore. Now Peter’s nephew was taking a break. But not before letting you know he had some neat toys he wanted to share. You feel a twin pinching sensation and grimace as Peter rubs your nips between thumb and forefinger.

“Let’s see if you’re sensitive enough to climax clit-free. Oh, and Scott’s still hard. Maybe you can help him out with that after Derek gets back.”

[tawneybel]

Note: “Imagine pegg!ng Quentin” + “Can you make pegg!ng Quentin into a fic or head Cannon?” This is more reader-on-Quentin an*l play in general. But it was really fun to write so I might do a sequel sometime that focus more on pegg!ng. Still figuring out the best way to censor stuff on post-purge Tumblr… This ask was good inspiration, too. 

Doing stuff to Quentin’s b*ckside would involve…

Somnophilia being the key to getting your boyfriend to be more open about his interests. You decide to steer the conversation into m*sturbation techniques. That manages to get him to admit he likes to finger himself when he thinks of you.

Quentin’s immensely relieved when he sees your curious expression. If you’re okay with it, would you be interested in touching him there?

Playing with his *sshole becomes a regular feature of your s*xual activies. Whether it’s m!ssionary, bl0wjobs, handj0bs. He wants your fingers and/or tongue up there. Sometimes Quentin asks you to wake him up by rubbing on his hole.

It’s not unusual for your BF to wear a plug when it’s just the two of you together. You two don’t even necessarily have to be doing something sexy. Sometimes he’ll fall asleep on the couch with it in and you’ll know to wake him up when his b0ner presses against your leg.

You’re not surprised when he wants to get you a str*p-on. But you’re wary about hurting him so you two go d!ldo shopping first. By that time you’re familiar enough with his pr0state you’re able to guess which one Quentin wants to start with.

While you probably overdid it with the lub3, your boyfriend is so grateful. You start by j3rking him off before taking him in your mouth, pressing the d!ldo against his eager orifice. As your lips slide down his shaft, his an*s slowly opens up for the toy. 

He’s squirming a lot so you shoot him an inquisitive glance. Quentin begs you to continue. Shortly after your suck!ng and penetrating sync up, he pulls himself out. 

Before you can mutter something about how thirsty you are for his c*m, your SO hands you something. It’s the harness. You look back up, only to find Quentin turned away from you, spreading his butt0cks. 

Note: Read on Wattpad. This may or may not be my idea of an ideal relationship lol. 

[tawneybel]

Imagine asking Quentin what he’s into and getting him to sheepishly admit he’s a somnophile. You’re intrigued so you give him permission to wake you.

Of course he’s nervous at first. Gazing at your serene figure corrodes his reluctance. Quentin is very careful to start off gently. Your dewy l*bia is so soft against his lips. As much as he’d like to fiddle with it, he avoids your cl*t in order to keep you in the Land of Nod for just a bit longer.

Tongue as deep inside your p*ssy as he can manage, Quentin fantasies about how pliant you’d be around his c*ck. And almost creams his pants. So he quickly starts l*cking your cl*toris so you’ll c*m before him.

[tawneybel]

Imagine doing some late night swimming with Elly that ends with some pearl diving.

[tawneybel]

Imagine Santanico telling you that she’ll be draining you of c*m, not blood. She’ll let you go at dawn unless you’d like to be her lap dog.

[tawneybel]

Imagine convincing Gavin to let you sit on his face while in the Deform School. Little do you know the Other is enjoying the view and revising some of his plans for the night. When you’re finished, Gavin and you head in different directions per your suggestion. 

“Dude, were you watching us? Are- Aren’t you supposed to be at your job??”

[tawneybel]

Imagine Terra eating you out before properly introducing herself.