thinking of sub!coat-guy…
a/n: having to write coat guy every time is so awkward so he’ll be referred to as eugene , but this’ll get tagged with coat-guy
contents — free use implied, mentions of guns, sub/dom dynamic, amab genitalia implied for reader but can be depicted as a dildo/toy, anal, cockwarming, slight implications of masochism, as always, gn!reader
sub!eugene who, when first meeting you, was terrified of your presence. It was so.. overbearing. warm, and you looked so strong. you carried your gun around like an accessory and he knew that, at any moment, you could shoot him right in the face. did that scare him or turn him on? he didn’t know.
sub!eugene finally got used to your presence after a few days, your warmth was comforting in a way, so it was no surprise when you woke up with him curled up next to you on the couch, holding onto you like a lifeline.
sub!eugene who wanted to get closer to you, not just as a person, but physically, he wanted to be near you, wanted you to quiet down the cold aching in his skin and spread the sun throughout his organs, coating him in warmth. at times, he yearned for you to be inside of him, to spread your warmth through his whole being.
sub!eugene would eventually end up asking you for such favor, which resulted in him bent over your bed, clawing at your blankets as your cock pounded into his tight entrance, each thrust poured another rush of warmth into his body, the sounds of shallow clapping filling the room.
sub!eugene who figures out what cockwarming is and absolutely loves it. giving or receiving, he doesn’t care. when he’s receiving it, he’s shuttering and whining at every second, begging for you to thrust up into his prostate, but when he’s receiving it, he just wants to hold you on his cock, let your insides clench and warm him while he soaks it all up, letting your please for him to start moving fly right over his head.