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[prettyboyeddiemunson]

just read your fic of eddie walking in on you, please tell me there’s a part 2

there will be! it should be up next week, hopefully! ❤️

[loliwrites]

listen i just read a bunch of your masterlist when i should be going to bed because i work in the morning but i love these two idiots. my mind has gotten the best of me and i can’t help but think of when addi just wants alex to wreck her. she’s so stubborn that she doesn’t outwardly mention she’s needy instead prolongs it until she’s trembling with watery eyes. but when he’s inside? he’s almost nervous she’s gonna hurt her voice from how loud she’s being. every sense is at a max for her, she’s pretty subby too, and alex is obsessed. k bye goodnight

LOL while I am a huge supporter of everyone getting a good night's sleep, I highkey love this 🥹 It proves we're all so alike. That was literally me when I first made this account and I spent the most of 4 solid days going through @lihikainanea, @hausofobsession, and @grandpa-sweaters' blogs as a quiet lurker. So I very much thank you, sweet friend. (I got carried away and this is very long 😬)

I also really love this. This needy, subby, malleable lady who definitely isn't those things in her everyday life. Shit, she can't be. There isn't time to be those things. I have a friend who told me she cries for at least a half hour everyday and my gut reaction was, "how do you have time for anything else?" And I do think there's a side of Addi that doesn't allow herself to really be in her feelings. There honest-to-goodness isn't the time. That's not to say she doesn't cry or break down. She does, but certainly not at work. Not where her emotions may be used as fodder against her.

And what if something like this happened earlier on in their relationship. Like in the time frame that they've just really started having sex. They've not really dived into the depths of play that's going to color their relationship. They're still in the early exploration. As such, Addi's still very much in the exploration of the depths of her own sexuality. To the extent that she very much isn't at the point where she can (in actuality, she isn't at the point where she will) ask for something that might be anything more than what she perceives as run-of-the-mill sex. Maybe particularly because of the fear of any sort of rejection that may come from her suggestion. I've also mentioned before that once they start to explore their dom/sub relationship, she's a very reluctant sub. So at this point, where they haven't even started to talk about that, you could imagine this feeling of neediness is cause for some alarm bells within her. She hates that she could so desperately be in need of someone's verbal, physical, sexual, etc. affection. Hates it so much that she actively tries to not be in want or need of it.

Meanwhile, Good Dude Al is just over here with heart eyes because it's been months of quietly dating, and now they're actually boning, and on top of an actual boner, he's got a real heart boner for her.

Anywho -- maybe Addi spent the better half of her day at the office with an ache between her legs and the inability to commit anything worthwhile to paper. If she wasn't careful, she'd miss her deadline. She spent the other half of the day chastising herself for being so desperate for a man. While one might've been able to describe her as boy crazy in adolescence, she'd never been one to spend all day thinking about them. Surely not to the point of being unable to work. Yet... there she was... having a mental image on loop of Alex just railing her. So understandably, she packed up, texted Alex that she's going to come over, and forty-five minutes later of aggressive driving and yelling at the traffic, she arrived at the house he's renting in Laurel Canyon.

A kiss hello did nothing for her raging hormones, and still trying to prove to herself that she wasn't not as needy as she felt, she cut the kiss awfully short and continued on into the kitchen where she could smell he's got something roasting.

"It's not done quite yet, kid." Alex followed her into the kitchen and glanced down at his watch. "Maybe an hour more?"

And her heart dropped. An hour? How was she supposed to play this off for an hour? What could they possibly fill their time with? At the moment she realized what could fill an hour, Alex wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her back into him. His lips followed to her neck for a few soft kisses, which then turned into his own needy advances in the form of nibbles to her skin. She tilted her head to the side, silently cursing herself and simultaneously trying to think about anything that wouldn't cause the aching between her legs to grow more substantial.

But then Alex's hands drifted south. He murmured something, but with his lips pressed to tightly to her neck, she couldn't quite make it out.

"Sex?" She questioned. It was already in the air. Bringing it up in such a nonchalant way wasn't something novel that he hadn't already thought of. His response wasn't verbal, but instead he dipped one hand lower and cupped her. "If you want to," she muttered and set her hands over his wrists.

His hands stilled and the nibbles being administered to her neck turned into languid pecks. "Do you want to?"

She shrugged her shoulders noncommittally and so Alex lifted his head and returned to his normal height. Addi almost whined when he moved his hand away from between her legs and re-positioned them both safely on her waist. Glancing up, Alex was already looking down at her; a small smile on his face.

"We can do something else. Maybe take a couple beers to the back deck?"

Addi scrunched her nose implying that might be a less than desirable plan for their secret relationship. "You've got neighbors,"

"Yeah, Jack," he grinned and tapped her ass. "Go on, I'll grab a couple bottles,"

She listened obediently. Upon sitting on the wicker couch on the desk, she gazed out across their little canyon-side. Across the way, distant but still close enough to yell and communicate (and very much see), was Jack's back patio. She knew it was the main reason why Alex rented the house in the first place. He loved Jack; one of his favorite American friends. Another errant thought of Alex, and Addi bowed her head and silently cursed herself. Pull yourself together.

The back door slid open and Addi raised her head to disarm any suspicion Alex might've had. She smiled and took the one of the bottles from his hand, and scooted over to make more room for him. It was far more than he'd need, and upon taking a seat and realizing that, he hooked his arm around Addi's waist and pulled her into his side.

He moved his arm around her shoulders and took a quick swig, "what's going on?"

She shook her head and looked up at him, "nothing."

"Sure?"

She nodded insistently, feeling she'd succeeded in her white lie once Alex nodded back. Something was going on. She wanted to feel his weight on top of her. She wanted him to pound her into the next century. But oblivious to her silent desires, Alex bent down and kissed her gently. She inhaled on the kiss, but he pulled away too quickly for her to get the full effect of his natural scent, so even when he parted, she leaned forward to keep their lips together. All it took was another heavy throb between her legs to get her to back up.

Alex exhaled, too, the makings of a moan coming out of it and he leaned back in once more for another kiss. This one a little longer with a lot more tongue. When he let that one rest, Addi all but whined. She leaned into his body -- one hand pressed to his stomach, and the other still clutching her beer, yet smushed against his chest. Almost annoyed that he hadn't quite put the pieces together yet, she let out the whine she'd previously suppressed.

His eyes went knowing, and he reached forward to set his beer on the table. When he returned against the couch, Addi nestled in tighter to his body. "You do want sex," he grinned to himself and eased the bottle out of her hand. He set that next to his. It wasn't lost on him that once her hands were completely free, she set one over his crotch with the lightest of pressure. "Why didn't you say so?"

She let out a hum and shrugged. As soon as her eyes drifted downward, Alex nudged her chin back up and cupped her cheek, gliding his thumb back and forth over her pouted lips. "I want to give you want you want, but I want you to be a good girl and ask for it,"

Another pained whine, and just when her lips had opened by the slightest amount, Alex slipped his thumb into her mouth. She immediately quieted down and closed her lips around it.

"Don't you want to be a good girl for me?" He waited until she finished nodding emphatically. "Ask for what you want," he leaned forward and kissed her forehead. "I'll give it to you,"

She frowned when he pulled his thumb out of her mouth. "Alexander," she groaned. But his resolve was strong. "Please. I've been thinking about it all day,"

"About what?" He pushed his hand through her hair softly catching her once again pained expression. "C'mon, you got it. Tell me,"

"You fucking me," she whispered.

He smiled victoriously and leaned in for a small kiss. A consolation prize for now. "How?"

"Alex," her eyes started to grow foggy with tears, unsure if it was from her desire or frustration.

"C'mon, you're a writer. You were thinking about it all day. How was I fucking you?" Still being met with silence, Alex lifted her into his lap, and with her legs straddling him, angled her core against his waist. "Was I on top of you?"

She nodded, a blush rising in her cheeks.

"With your legs over my shoulders?"

This time she shook her head, and the change of pace there sparked his curiosity. She even volunteered this information without being prodded. "From behind,"

"Oh," he hummed and smiled. He trailed his fingertips down from the hollow of her neck, between her breasts, and down her stomach.

"I was on my knees with my chest on the bed and you were holding my arms behind me,"

Just the mental image of her with her ass in the air for him was enough to get his blood flowing south.

"And you kept getting so deep and filling me up," her breath caught in her throat and she lowered her head to rest it on his shoulder. She swiped the back of her hand over her eyes. "Please fuck me, Alexander,"

The sentence wasn't even completely done before Alex was tightening his hold around her, and got up from the wicker couch to carry her inside. As promised, he was going to give her everything she wanted, as long as she asked for it.

He set her back on the bed and stripped her clothes off in quick fashion. Once he'd taken off his own shirt, he leaned in for one quick kiss before his first command. "Turn over for me,"

An instant moan fell from her lips, coming to the realization that he was going to stay true to his end of the bargain and give it to her how she'd been imagining it all day. She flipped over onto her stomach and curled her knees up under her.

Alex's eyes went straight to the curve of her ass, then shifted between her legs where her entrance was on display, waiting for him. He rid himself of his pants and palmed his cock from outside his boxer briefs. "You're such a good girl for me," he said as he knelt onto the bed behind her. Her body shifted towards him upon feeling his presence. "Good girls get what they ask for, don't they?

"Yes," she moaned and spread her knees a little further.

He smiled to himself. Under any other circumstances, this was not the woman he'd expect to be so pliable in his hands. She was stubborn, and self-reliant, and steadfastly unwavering. And yet, here she was, waiting for him to take her as he pleased; whimpering like a mad fool.

He set his hand over her lower back, using it to keep himself steady as he bent over and kissed his way up the back of one of her thighs. He could feel her pressing back against his mouth, trying to urge him closer to the place she'd been fantasizing him being the entire day. While he enjoyed reducing her to a shaking, whining mess, he figured she'd been good and brave enough with vocalizing exactly what she wanted from him. That was a big step for her; they both knew that.

Alex continued to kiss his way up the back of her thigh until his lips reached her center. Her body stiffened at the first touch; something that made Alex smile a little harder. He licked a broad stripe from her clit, back up to her entrance. A coo escaped Addi's lungs and Alex hummed back to acknowledge it. He squeezed her ass for a bit more pressure and contact on her skin as he pulled his mouth off of her just enough to lick his thumb.

Just as she started to whine for that good feeling back, he set his thumb at her tight entrance and eased it into her slowly. Her legs shifted on the bed again, trying to get into a comfortable position to accommodate his digit. And she didn't stop until he'd gotten it as far as his last knuckle.

"Please, Alex, I need you."

Hearing her beg for him, regardless of how casual it was, was always going to be enough to rev him up. Obliging to a smallest amount, he eased his thumb out of her, trailed it down her slit until he made contact with her clit. With small and careful circles to her most sensitive part, he returned his mouth to its previous placement and rimmed her to hopefully get her muscles to relax for him. But she whimpered again. As much as she loved and appreciated what he was doing, she only wanted him inside her.

"Alex, if you don't--"

He smacked his hand down on her ass and gave it a firm squeeze to interrupt her. "I know, kid. I'm going,"

"Hurry," she sniffled and closed her hands into fists around the sheets.

Alex sat up on his knees and leaned over her body as a quick detour to kiss the back of her head on his way to reaching into the nightstand to pull out a condom. He worked swiftly, regretting every minute more she had to wait for him. Once he'd rolled the latex down over his shaft, he tossed the foil packet to the side and positioned himself back over her body. One hand gripping into her shoulder to keep her in place for him, and the other dragging the head of his cock along her slit until with the slightest of force, he began pushing into her.

Her hands flexed and released the sheets almost immediately to use them as leverage to inch forward from him. But his fingers tightened over her shoulder and pressed her back against him gently. As he stretched her wider and sunk deeper, he felt her body relax.

"Atta girl," he praised and continued forward until he bottomed out.

"So big," she whimpered and tried to spread her knees even wider still, but Alex nudged them back together.

He reached for her arms and folded them behind her back. With a solid grip on her forearms, rendering her arms useless. "And look how well you take me," he circled his hips, drilling in as deep as he could possibly go.

Addi yelped and the sound was like the shot from a starter pistol that spurred Alex on. He pulled back, nearly completely out of her, then slammed his hips forward into her again. Another shriek meant another hard thrust in and Addi figured with a couple more of those she'd be seeing stars. She dug her fingernails into her arms, leaving crescent-shaped markings up and down her forearms. Alex's grunts filled the space between them with more erotic electricity than they'd had between them before.

"Oh my god," Alex growled, "you feel so good." He snapped his hips forward with emphasis, earning another shriek from Addi.

Just when she was beginning to think she was getting the beat of what Alex's next move would be, and thus finally used to this feeling of outrageous pleasure, he reached around her hips with his free hand and pressed the pads of his middle fingers against her clit. Her body shivered on contact, which only made Alex chuckle like a hunter toying with its prey. She thanked god that her head and chest were already pressed tightly to the mattress, because had they not been, the feeling of his fingers working in rhythm with his length would made her collapse.

"Alex," her breath came out shakier than she imagined it would, and between that and the fluttering of her muscles that she knew Alex could feel, his thrusts became more punctuated and forceful.

"I feel it. Come on. Come for me and I'll give you a second one for being a good girl,"

Just the promise of getting to feel like this again... to feel his weight on her... to feel him pouring every ounce of his energy into her... that was what she'd been daydreaming about all day. So it wasn't lost on either of them when that got her to the edge, and one more thrust from Alex that buried him balls deep catapulted her to her climax. She whimpered and trembled as she came; being prolonged and drawn out as Alex didn't stop rubbing the sensitive bundle of nerves between her legs. Though, Alex did still his hips completely inside her, fighting with her body to stay nestled deep. She won, however, probably because he wasn't strong enough to stop teasing her clit. With her muscles spasming and squeezing his length, she did ultimately 'win' and inadvertently push him out.

"So fuckin' sexy," Alex panted, mostly to himself. With her body now only jolting sporadically, and the hint of a sniffle to get her bearings, he released her arms and spun her around slowly. Once she was on her back and looking up at him, he grinned and nestled his hips in between her legs. "Was that everything you imagined it'd be?"

Her face flushed and she hooked her arms around Alex's shoulders, burying her face into the crook of his neck. He smiled to himself and nestled his head against hers while he reached between their bodies and lined himself back up with her entrance. He eased himself in, pulling his head back when Addi set hers back down on the pillow. Her eyebrows furrowed while he pressed back deep insider her, but now she noticed that his thrusts were much more slow and deliberate.

"Good?" He pulled his hand away from his waist and set his hands on either side of her head.

She nodded reassuringly, "good." It was followed by a fleeting wince as he pressed against her cervix.

"You're gonna make me come,"

She smiled breathlessly as his pace quickened by just a touch, helped along by her orgasm, which had mostly served to make her wetter. "I should hope so," she smiled a little wider, the blush rising once again in her cheeks. A faint moan passed her lips as Alex's waist rubbed against her with each thrust. "Give it to me good,"

It was like a challenge had been set that there was no way Alex would fail. He knew he'd meet it. And she knew he'd give it everything until he did. The easiness of their pace far differed from the one that had gotten her to orgasm number one. While she loved that energy, she wasn't sure which she preferred more. Both were intimate and vulnerable, but like this... on her back, looking into each other's eyes, making each minuscule motion known and felt... might've been her favorite.

She felt Alex throbbing inside her and she lifted her head just enough to plant her lips on his neck, sucking at his skin softly. She even secured her legs around him and kept him deep, albeit rendering him to shorter nudges. It was then, after she kissed and licked the side of his neck just below his ear, that he moaned and bowed his head against her shoulder. She gave his neck a love bite and hummed against his skin.

She even tried to lift her hips up to meet his, but he grabbed onto her waist and held her down. The muscles in his chest and stomach strained. His breath became more labored. The feeling of fullness inside her even seemed to grow more substantial. Curling her fingers in the ends of his hair at the base of his neck, she sucked on his earlobe. "Give it to me,"

It was like he'd been waiting for permission, and the moment she gave him the okay, he gave her one long, hard thrust. Then a second. That one forced him to lift a hand to the headboard to keep her from shifting up into it. Then a third thrust just as hard that resulted in him pausing and letting out some sort of animalistic growl that originated from deep within his gut. She moaned with him, lifting her hips to keep him deep as he rode out his own orgasm.

When he was able to catch his bearings enough to lift his head, he looked down at her with a boyish smile just before he kissed her. he pulled out of her and rolled off the bed, disappearing into the bathroom to properly dispose of the condom. But when he came back into the bedroom and saw her in the midst of situating herself beneath the sheets, he clicked his tongue at her.

"I told you two orgasms," he crawled back onto the bed and pulled the blankets out of her reach.

"You gave me one amazing one, it's fine."

He reached forward and grabbed onto her ankle, pulling her back to him, "I'm a man of my word."

Addi's jaw went slack. She knew better than to make a liar out of him on this particular subject. To be perfectly honest, she thought she'd have a hell of a time getting to the mental and physical space of having a second orgasm. But no sooner than Alex spread her legs apart, slid two fingers into her, and latched his mouth around her clit, she was already getting there.

She didn't specifically check the time, but she's fairly certain it took him a total of three minutes.

[loliwrites]

i watched the northman the other night and alex’s performance was amazing. i couldn’t help but thinking of addi watching it for the first time and being so proud of him. i love the thought of him expecting to dom the hell out of her but she’s so revved up that she just rides him for every inch of his life. he probably even has to grab her face and tell her to calm down because she’s getting so worked up and slipping a bit. 👀

yesssss hunni. What'd you think about the movie as a whole? I have some ✨thoughts✨ on it, and I think all my less than stellar thoughts come from stylistic choices made and not so much that I thought it was a bad movie (it wasn't. It was certainly entertaining).

The beauty and the curse of the Northman premiere was that although she'd get to see Alex's Northman body on screen, he was no longer rocking it. Walking the red carpet, he looked like good ol' Alexander and not monolithic like he had for the filming of it. She'd certainly heard a lot about the movie; particularly the physical and psychological toll it was taking on her own big viking. But upon seeing it on a massive screen, with him looking bigger than ever, she found that she was overwhelmed with desire for him. That's how they get to what transpires that night.

They'd spent two and a half hours, in a dark theater, with Addi watching him huge and meaty as all hell, and him knowing that she's watching him like that. In his head, he thought he'd get total submission from her tonight. Only, they get home and she all but shoves him into the living room. He goes stumbling backwards, grasping for her, but she dodges his advances; hands immediately going for his belt.

"Put your hands on top of your head," she demands.

At first, he's not sure why he complies so readily, but he does. "What do you want me to do?"

She switches her gaze up to him while she pushes his pants and underwear down. "Nothing," keeping his gaze, she starts to sink to her knees, "I don't want you to do anything, Alexander."

His teeth sink into his bottom lip the moment she wraps her lips around him. He looks up at the ceiling, already hating this task... this task of not doing anything, not touching anything. He all but chokes on his breath when he glances back down at her; her head rocking back and forth to get his member deeper into her mouth. Then she flicks her eyes up at him, and with a smirk, she tilts her head backward and lets his shaft slide along her tongue.

“So good, little--” he mutters, lowering his hands from his head to place them to the back of hers.

But the moment she sees the motion, she pulls her mouth off of him. With now just her hand keeping him pleasantly distracted, he groans.

“Hands on your head,”

He shakes his head once, muscles flexing when she gives his tip a gentle suck. “Slugger,”

“Be a good boy and put your hands on your head,”

He growls under his breath but obeys nonetheless, and Addi gets back to more than enthusiastic head. To the point that Alex can’t even look at her. He keeps begging her to slow down... to give him a goddamn second to just catch his breath... but all that succeeds in doing is getting her to take him a little bit more. A bit deeper. He looks at the ceiling again and grits his teeth. She’s on a war path tonight. Made even more evident when Alex moans out, “I’m gonna come, kid,” and instead of allowing him to finish like her ministrations were meant to, she pulls her lips off of him.

Chest heaving, he can’t think of anything to say -- he’s completely dumbfounded. So much so that she pushes on his chest and he stumbles a couple steps backward.

“Take off your shirt and sit down,” she utters while simultaneously stripping herself from her clothes. Usually he likes the act to be done slowly; to revel in the sight of her being freed from her clothes. But her behavior is bussiness-like. Even her tone is matter-of-fact. All he knows is that he’s got a throbbing hard-on and is going to do anything to get a release. Even if that means ebbing with her flow.

No sooner than he’s sat back on the couch, Addi licks her fingers, gives her slit a quick swipe and sits on his lap, sheathing him inside her completely. A guttural moan tears through Alex’s body and he’s only half-aware that while that sort of move would’ve normally warranted a noise (any sort of noise) from Addi, she’s pretty much quiet. His hands migrate to her hips on instinct, but again, she grabs his wrists and tugs them off of her.

She forces his arms out to the side, pinning his wrists to the back of the couch while she lifts herself up off him, then slams her hips back down. “Not so big and tough now, are you, Northman?”

He swallows back another moan and glances up at the tiny woman on top of him. He’s not afraid, but he’s definitely growing more concerned with each of her movements. If she’s enjoying it at all, it’s pretty lost on him. There aren’t any moans, whimpers, screams, etc. coming from her, and her expression... well that doesn’t look anything more than determined. She slams her hips back on his, and the sheer force of it... this angle isn’t the most comfortable for her on a normal night because he’s just a bit too big. A bit too much for her body to take in its entirety. And yet, she’s forcing him balls deep in her and circling her hips with him in her to the hilt. It feels amazing for him. Beyond amazing. If he wasn’t so in his head about what was going on, he probably would’ve already shot his load.

With a particularly rough thrust of her coming down on him, Alex lets out an animalistic growl. He shoots his gaze up to Addi to find that her eyes look sort of glassy. Unfocused. There’s a bit of a sense of autopilot. But he also finds that her eyes are tearing up, and he’s not shocked by that. She’s got to be putting herself in some pain, riding him this hard. It’s when she does it again that he overpowers her hold on his arms.

He reaches up and cradles her head in his hands, forcing her eyes to his. “Hey, hey, kid...” she tries to slam her hips on his again, but Alex follows his hips with hers, making the impact as shallow as possible. “C’mon. Cool it, kid,”

It’s an instantaneous flip of a switch. He sees it. Her eyes focus in on his, her pupils dilate until her iris is barely visible. And as consciousness seeps back into her being, the tears that had been welling up in her eyes start to fall. She whimpers in discomfort and her chest begins heaving, on borderline panic.

Alex places his hands on her ass and lifts her up, off of him. He winces through the clenching of her muscles around him. Once separated, Alex brings her in to his chest. He sets one hand in her hair, stroking gently, while the other stays rooted at her chest, trying to align their breathing. “You’re good, little one,”

“Alexander,” she whimpers and nuzzles herself as close to his body as she can get.

He frowns and presses his lips to the top of her head, “I know.” He tilts his head to the side to look at her, “was that a little painful?” She nods against his chest and lets out another soft whimper. Noticing her breath has mostly evened out, he lowers his hand from her chest to her hips, quickly feeling her entire body tense up. “Can I touch? Make it feel a little better?”

Addi lets out a breathy hmph and nods her head. But Alex isn’t quick to start moving his hand, so she looks up at him. He’s waiting for something a little more substantial answer. She turns her head into the crook of his neck. “You can touch,” she whispers.

Alex kisses the side of her head again and drops his hand to her core; the tip of his middle finger making contact with her swollen bud. Her body jerks into his at first touch before settling in his arms. That’s how she gets off that night; cradled in his arms, their foreheads pressed together. Her whimpers turn into ones of pleasure. And afterwards, she all but scrambles to her knees in front of the couch and begs him to let her finish him off, too. He’s hesitant to allow her but she’s nothing if not persistent. And the more she begs for it, the more he starts to believe that it’ll put her in a better headspace -- to know she’s gotten him to finish and that she’s good enough to do so.

[loliwrites]

i’ve become so invested in addi and alex’s story, im lowkey obsessed, it’s the only alex fics i read haha. i am curious since i haven’t been around long, have alex and addi tried anal? it’s no easy task and maybe addi suggests it and alex is like are you sure, just cause she already has a bit of trouble normally due to his, ahem, size. but she’s adamant, maybe some lingering insecurities about being inexperienced? something hot and lovey for my faves

HUNNI BUN 🥺 You are too sweet. This site has been getting me a little down lately because I feel like interaction has kind of dropped off the map in a lot of ways (as a whole, not like y is no one talking to me 🥲) so it's been hard to feel motivated to write. But then something like this makes me feel like even if one person is enjoying this, and it's helping them escape from whatever they want to escape for a little while, then it's worth it.

okay OHKAY so their introduction to buttsecks has been... unique. We started with this fic which went horribly wrong. And then we graduated to this one which also didn't go great. That was partially due to the fact that I was trying to formulate how their first time goes, but I am happy to say that the first time they actually do it is in the works. I'll make sure I tag you, hunni bun.

In the meantime, deffo go read Charlie's fic (@hausofobsession) about Gustaf/Reader buttsecks because it's honestly what got me over the hump and ready to write the upcoming fic. Actually you should read all her fics if you haven't already, because they're AMAZING.