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i was born in the right generation i luv gooning and being called “good girl”
sub!tired!higuruma hcs ✩‧₊˚
tired!higuruma who at first, admittedly, feels bad about letting you do all the work for him.
tired!higuruma who’s (unexpectedly) incredibly turned on by body worship from you.
tired!higuruma who hesitates when you tell him to lay back and relax as you lovingly undress him like he’s to be savored.
tired!higuruma who eventually lets you take control and relishes in the tension relief that comes alongside it.
tired!higuruma who gets a little flustered, throwing an arm over his face when you point out how pent up he is.
tired!higuruma whose hips stutter up into your palm whenever you whisper sweet praise into his ear.
tired!higuruma who’s practically eating out of your hand by the time his release is just right there, whimpering, “oh, fuck, please— please, i’m so close, baby…”
tired!higuruma who shudders when he goes over the edge, staining your hand with cum and your mind with the sight of him trembling under you.
tired!higuruma who wouldn’t mind giving you power over him again.
fear is an aphrodisiac
nav.
Enjin never lets anyone touch his hair. He was a particular man with a particular way of doing things. Hair styling included, of course.
Well, maybe an exception was made for just you.
He was dozing on your lap, deciding that your thighs were a suitable pillow as he got some proper rest after another job that took him further than usual.
Umbreaker was leaning against the dresser beside the bed. His jacket tossed over a chair nearby. It hadn’t really occurred to him to change out of his uniform yet, and the under eye bags had you pause your chiding to not have outside clothes on.
Your nails gently scratch his scalp, making him shudder as he wraps an arm loosely around your waist. Blond strands are combed through, as he blearily looks up at you.
Your hand stills. “Oh, sorry, I’ll let you sleep if you wanna-”
He makes a disgruntled sound, stretched first, as you hear a pop in his arms, before shaking his head, tousling his hair too.
“Hell no,” Is Enjin’s reply, “Keep going.”
With such a request, you continue combing your fingers through his hair. His breathing becomes slower, meaning he’s beginning to doze off again.
Eventually, you hear a snore.
Your eyes crinkle before the door swings open.
“Hey Enjin-!” You place a finger to your lips in a quieting motion. It interrupts whatever the young man was about to say as he pauses in the doorway midstep. Red eyes widen in surprise.
“Is something the matter?” You ask quietly, your expression serene.
Rudo quickly shakes his head, before closing the door, albeit more gently this time. A muffled apology is heard from behind it, but you laugh it off.
No harm done.
Little wavewave comic based on a drabble written by @absoluteminimum 💙
pt 2 (ish) to this post yupiieeee
as much as my coursework wants to kill me the need to draw g/t is strong omg,,
DUANG & QIN’S NECK- a study