While sex with Lohen can be... weird, and intense. You struggle to handle it. Therefore, lately you've made a decision. Try to teach Lohen to be gentle!
Fluff, light smut
Warnings: this is not like smuttily smut but it is nsfw, it's just not that explicit but it's still sex sooo... Lohen calls you bunny/angel. Metions of poison. Nipple play, i think? Just barely. P in... somewhere, i can't assure V.
Wait i gotta—english it's not my first language, i'm ace, my second time writing nsfw. There we go.
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Once again, after a long day, you lay in bed with Lohen.
And once again, Lohen is antsy for your touch.
Both of your clothes are lost somewhere on the floor. You and Lohen remain in thin underwear, cautious to proceed, yet anxious to touch. Laying next to eachother with an antsy look. You seek to see more of him as much as he does with you.
His arms are wrapped around your waist. Lohen's mouth remains latched onto your neck like an annoying leech, of well, in this case, like an annoying bunny.
Breathy words escape your mouth, incoherent much for him to truly pay attention to. Your hands carefully cradle the back of his head as if he wasn’t just devouring your neck.
He wishes his hands would be more warm to the touch. That way, it would be more discreet how they slowly slid down to grip your underwear.
You sigh, and he moves onto another spot at your neck.
You pull at his hair with a flimsy movement as your face turns a deeper shade of red. He was too close, this was too intimate, and he was literally breathing on your neck.
"Tired already, my angel?" He whispered against your new acquired pink spot, which then he pressed his lips against.
"No, no, just... flustered i think."
"Awh, so little bunny is fluste—"
"Shut up, Lohen."
"Okay."
Even if he stared at you with a closed mouth, his eyes told everything he needed to say. That need to tease, that need to be yours at the end of the night.
His fingers finally removed your last piece of clothing.
You whimpered, fisted at his hair without pulling too much. He merely chuckled.
Lohen threw your underwear next to the already mess on the floor, then he lowered his head, and rested his cheek against your chest.
One of his hands remained wrapped around your waist, while the other rested on top of your torso, and drifted upwards to your chest. Then higher. He rolled it, then pinched the sensitive peak with his fingers. He heard you hiss, and with a smirk, he looked up at you.
"Sorry, just— sensitive."
After all, it has been a while since you two have been intimate.
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Lohen's tendencies in bed tend to be quite strange. From him simply wanting you to wear a choker, to Lohen trying to use poison as lube. As a joke... of course.
Yet your tendencies in bed tend to be a bit more simple. More cautious, more sensible. Some people would call you vanilla, yet you digress. When you try to question Lohen about it, he merely complains about just how sensitive his bunny is and how unconvenient it is and yes, yes, he did sleep on the couch that night.
You had made it clear for Lohen. Be soft, be tender, and please be gentle.
After a few more minutes of fooling around with Lohen, now you settled on top of him. Straddling him as he rested his chin on your shoulder, sitting up on the bed.
His hands were now at your hips. With every tiny movement you made his grip tightened, before he reminded himself of your mutual deal and softened it up.
"Mhm.. I didn't know angels were real, yet you have been proving me otherwise. Are angels this sensitive, or is it just you?"
You quickly fumbled at his playful words. Your hands fixed their grip on his back, and once again your face turned red
"Lohen, stop, you're making me all—"
"Flustered? I know," he cut you off, "but it's just me darling. No need to be so bashful."
His words only made your embarassement grow, and he laughed as you turned your face down with a pout.
He then started to move you around on his lap. Your warmth pressed close to his as he breathed on your shoulder. He moved his hips upwards with a slight rush, after waiting a few minutes, being tight around your heat was just not enough.
His hands settled on your shoulders instead of your hips. He feared of pushing you down, but he was still so... restless. It wasn't so much of a fast pace that he had settled into, but a more desperate one. You shuddered once you feel his lips pressing against your collarbone, before giving you an open-mouthed, much more antsy kiss.
You whined out loud. "Sorry, sorry, bunny.." he muttered with very slight shame in his voice.
He slowed down and breathed against your neck your a few seconds. "Sorry angel, i'm not that used to this pace..."
He started again. Moving his hips upwards with slow, languid movements just enough to hit that sweet spot once again. You guided your hands to press against against his hips, lightly so. Everytime he rushed, you pressed just a little harder, and whispered a sweet, vaguely playful, "slow down," against his ear, which he groaned at with little shame every time.
"Mhm.. i–i'm close, darling..." he muttered against your neck. His lips went to chase after your neck once again, latched like a hungry dog, which you whined at. With the best voice you could utter to him, you expressed the same feeling. He let out a shuddered chuckle at that, hearing your breathy words... It was like a very tired angel was speaking on his ear.
...Excuse him. The wait was making him slightly delirious.
You held his hips down. Lightly, as he started rutting into you rather desperately. You giggled and quietly whimpered against his ear as ecstasis hit both of you like an overwhelming wave, made out of pure, gentle pleasure that you built with carefulness
He sighed closely by your throat. Once, twice..
His thumbs settled by your hips as he threw his body backwards, back onto the bed, while you remained laying on top of him as it happened.
The mess you both made stood in between your legs. Spilled out like a proof of the passionate occasion you both just shared. When Lohen tried to pull out, you shuddered and asked him to stay where he is.
"It's okay," he said, "we have all night."
You remained wrapped in his arms while his mouth kissed the crown of your head. His thumbs rubbed at your bare hip bones with tenderness on their touch.
"... Another round?" Lohen murmured, rather impatiently. Which you shook your head at.
Lohen let out a breathy chuckle. His body slowly stood up while his arms carried you with too much ease. Your legs wrapped around his waist as he did, yet you remained too tired to care.
"Come on, darling." He playfully slapped your butt, you whined and he sighed with a smirk. "Let's get you cleaned up," Lohen said, as his feet slowly walked you both torwards the bathroom.
