thinking abt my f/os moans
robin is too perfect, sounding almost melodic as her noises go from breathy and soft to a beautiful crescendo, resounding and joyous
lucifer starts off low and gutteral, more like sighs as he tends to focus a lot more on mental stimulation through taking dirty, but those give way to unabashed groans and booming praise
valentino is near-deafening from the very start, dramatically succumbing to pleasure with a collection of moans, groans, whines, and utterly salacious words
gallagher always groans deep, trailing off into heavy breaths and gasps. every sentence is punctuated with a grunt or a harsh breath through gritted teeth, though sometimes im gifted with a lustful, under-his-breath 'fuck'
















