Sub Jules who loves eating MC out lives rent free in my brain always
SAME this is so real, that man was MADE for giving oral. That nose?? Hello??
He looks like he jerks off thinking about someone sitting on his face, about being used like a toy for someone's pleasure, MC grabbing him by the hair and just manipulating his movements as they wish - he lives to serve
Also you cant tell me he hasn't been studying the clit, he KNOWS where to point and he GOES THERE
lupizza123 asked: Are Headcannon requests open? If so can you do a headcannon for the main 6 for the soft, lazy sex? Like holding hands and lazily rocking against one another? Thx!
Asra
Morning sex is the best way to wake Asra up
He loves it when you hug him with your whole body, so naturally, disentangling yourselves in the morning leads to some fortunate rubbing of body parts
You can’t tell who’s on top with sleep still heavy on your bodies, but it hardly matters when you feel his breath on your collarbone, his hips pressed to yours, his heartbeat knocking on your chest
Its hot and you don’t take long kicking the sheets off the bed and bringing him just a little bit closer with your legs
By the time you’ve cum, your limbs are more intertwined than they were before, and you figure five, or ten, or twenty more minutes of relaxation won’t hurt anyone
Julian
It’s no secret that, to get Julian into bed, you must first pin him down like your life depends on it
Getting him out of bed, now that’s the tricky part
Kisses don’t work, lightly caressing his nape until he shivers doesn’t, either. What can you do? It’s clear he’s awake
Slowly, you slide down, your hands announcing first where you’re going to touch next
He seems to tense up when he realizes (your lips have found his navel and work their way down) but he soon eases and let’s you continue
True, you ended up staying in bed wayy past breakfast. After all, he couldn’t be the only one getting pleasured. But you say it’s worth it
Nadia
Ahh Nadia, why must she get up so early? Can’t she stay with you a little longer? Vesuvia can wait...
Nadia scoops you up in her arms and carries you to her bath, where nice warm water welcomes your still tired body.
You feel Nadia with your body. Her breasts pressing on your back, her long legs caressing yours, her hair tickling you underwater. Her hands run up and down your body and between your legs. She uses her hand to have you moaning within minutes
There’s no way you’re going back to bed after that bath, but at least the day seems a bit brighter
Muriel
Mornings are calm with Muriel, though youre usually the one dragging him back to bed
Not that he complains much under your attention, and he likes running his hands over your body while part of him is still asleep, like it calms him down
things escalate when clothes are ridden up and breathing becomes erratic
before you notice, he’s pulled you by the hips up to his face to give you all the attention you deserve
Portia
She’s right up there with Julian in the “hardest to wake up” list
She’ll even pretend to still be asleep unless you drag her out of bed, then “accidentally” tumbles over you
She’ll cling to you and not let go then, and try to convince you to stay a bit longer with deep slow kisses you can’t help but give in to
Before you know it your fingers are on her hair and her carpet doesn’t seem too uncomfortable...
Lucio
You know it was good sex when you wake up ready to continue from the previous night
you hear in the distant a servant bring in your breakfast...they don’t make a sound as they leave it next to your bed and quickly get out of the room
its bed and breakfast and sex all at once as you feed each other delicacies or eat them off each other’s bodies
Hey anon! I don't think ive reblogged any letter prompts to this blog so im not sure what this is in reference to... ? You can submit specific prompts though!
writing smut is still allowed, drawings too, are you still moving platforms?
It seems writing is but illustrations are not, if anything I might have to just stop posting art (which I wasn’t doing anymore anyway) and hope I don’t get deleted rip
Question tho, would y’all like to see other types of content from this blog that isn’t necessarily nsfw? Like a more general the arcana blog?
Same here, nonny ): buuuuut if I do get deleted y’all are free to follow my main and drop your requests there (now let’s hope my main is safe dskjfgfhg)
*smacks the table with both my hands like Phoenix Wright* Your Honor, I must proclaim that this tumblr blog is the ONLY one that I will go to for some sweet NSFW fics of the Arcana.
Omg that’s such high praise 😭 I don’t update nearly enough to deserve it
@fightmelikevulgora asked: orgasm denial for Nadia x reader (reader has a dick)
Nadia’s fingers follow the path up your parted legs, stopping just before they touch you where you need her most. Shivers race up and down you body. She’s been teasing you like this for what feels like hours. “I wonder…How long will you be able to hold it? Will you make it to one?” She presses a lingering kiss to your inner thigh. “Will you lose it before that?” Another kiss. “What should your punishment be, then? A week, or more, without touching you?”
Though no kiss follows, your skin still tingles with the anticipation of having her so close; her breath, her warmth. You can’t see her and yet her presence envelops you whole.
“Start counting, love.”
The blindfold conceals the blush that spreads across your cheeks. You know she won’t make another move until you comply. “One...hundred…”
Pleased, her lips wrap around your cock. It’s so overwhelming you almost forget you’re supposed to continue. “Ninety-nine…” You feel another shiver running down your back, “ninety-eight...”
The blindfold helps, somehow. You figure you’d cum untouched just from the way she must be watching you, and the way her tongue teases you, sucks you in with such passion you fear you might melt. “Nin-ah-ninety-sev--en…” You count down, breath hitching as her pace increases, number after number, she draws her lips up and down, gently at first, her hand steadying the base of your cock. You bite your lower lip before letting the numbers fall out of your mouth as you squirm beneath her, as she carries you towards a mind-blowing orgasm you can already feel curling your toes—
Her pace decreases when you get to eighty-nine. You’re almost certain she did a full stop. A sharp intake of breath helps you get back on track, the tears gathering in the corners of your eyes dampen the cloth tied behind your head. And she builds up again, slow and sensual, letting you feel her feel every last bit of you. “Eight—eight…” You curse under your breath, trying to collect your thoughts.
She pulls back, so painfully slow you find yourself gripping the silk ribbons holding your wrists above your head. Her hand rests on your stomach to stop your hips from chasing the sensation. “What seems to be the matter?”
You know she knows, she just wants you to say it. “I… lost count.” You admit, steadying your breath as your release slips between your fingers.
“You know what you must do now, don’t you?” She parts your legs some more, massaging up your thighs. You nod. “I shall be using my fingers this time.” She says. The bed dips as she reaches for the bedside table.
“One hundred…” You begin once again, taking a deep breath as her now-lubed finger presses against the first ring of muscles. “Ninety-nine…”
The pressure is bearable, steady. She’s not pushing you more than you can handle, for now. But you wonder if it’s mercy or if she enjoys drawing out your pleasure that much. A combination of both, perhaps.
You know you’ve managed to make it back to where you left off because her mouth resumes her ministrations, lips closing around the tip of your dick just as you’ve passed eighty-two. You gasp, not expecting her tongue lapping at the dribbling precum. Through ragged breaths, you continue your countdown, and just as before, she relishes in the way she can make those tingles travel under your skin, settling in before she rips your orgasm away from you as soon as you feel it coming. Again. And again. And again.
She’s three fingers in, stretching you for you don’t know what, you won’t last long enough to find out and you can feel it in the way the “forty-six… hngh—forty-five, for-aah!-ty-four,” roll out of your tongue, “forty-three, hngh Nadia... forty-two…” Your release seemingly still so far and yet…
Her firm grip on you prevents your hips from bucking into her mouth as the cycle starts over. Six times. Six times you’ve been through it and the desperation only grows. She doesn’t need to increase the pace at all to push you towards the edge now, and as you count down, “thirty-three, thirty-two, thirty-one,” all she needs to do is run her tongue up your length to have you gasping for breath, a string of saliva rolling down the corner of your mouth, though you can hardly bring yourself to care.
Twenty-six, twenty-five, twenty-four, you try to go faster now that you’re so close you can taste it, twenty-three, twenty-two, twenty-one, but you don’t want to let your eagerness push you over an edge that right now has become razor-thin, with Nadia slowing down, only nudging you, her fingers curling inside you as you—
“Ugh… seventeen, a-ah! sixteen, fif—fifteen,” You can barely hear yourself over your heaving breaths, whether anything coming out of your mouth even makes sense, you don’t know, but Nadia hasn’t stopped you so you push through. Fourteen, thirteen, twelve, eleven, ten, “AH!” Your voice comes out in whimpers as “nine,” she draws back completely, “eight,” the air of the room cooling your precum-slick cock, “seven,” her fingers, too, begin to pull back, “six,” no, no, no, no, you want to say, “five,” you gulp as you feel your orgasm slipping through your fingers like smoke, “four,” and then it hits you all at once, “three,” the smooth, cushiony skin of her breasts pressed against your dick, as almost immediately she begins to move, “two...”
It’s too much. It’s too much it’s too much it’s too much, “One-Ahh!” Your back arches off the bed as you cum, losing yourself in the pleasure. It lasts, coursing through your whole body, sparked by Nadia continuing to milk your cock. Or at least you’re pretty sure that’s what she did.
When you come to, you’re in her arms, head pressed up against her still naked chest, though you notice she’s already cleaned herself, and you as well. Your head continues to spin as you look up to meet her gaze. You missed this.
That’s the only part you don’t like about the blindfold; you don’t get to look into her eyes like this.
But it’s okay, you figure, you’ll always have these quiet moments after.
Kinktober (lets pretend it’s) Day 15 - Intercrural Sex
@thesatyrsorcerer asked: Can I have some sweet cuddle-fucking with muriel? With a transman character
Perhaps you should have seen this coming. Cuddling naked with Muriel rarely stays as such for long. And it didn’t help to have Muriel’s muscular chest swelling against your back every time he breathes in, hot breath tickling your ear as he breathes out. Nor did it help to have your bare legs rubbing against him as you shift in his embrace. Or the way you could feel his suddenly very awake cock between your cheeks. He scoots back, breath hitching, hoping you won’t notice.
Oh but you do. You do and a little smile tugs at the corners of your mouth as you see Muriel advert his gaze when you turn your head to look at him.
“Something wrong?” You ask, hand reaching for his chin to connect your gazes once more. “You know I don’t mind it.”
When you draw back into him, strong hands seem guide your hips, instinctively. You feel his heart race in his chest as your free hand reaches between your thighs to grab his cock, inviting him, welcoming him.
His breath catches in his throat. “Are you sure?”
You hope the way you tease the head of his cock is enough of a reply, but if it isn’t, the way you lean into him, hungrily sealing your lips with his, seems to do the trick. Calloused hands hold you in place as he begins to move, slowly at first, almost hesitant. You deepen the kiss to reassure him.
It doesn’t take long for your thighs to become slick with precum, allowing him to slide in and out with ease, slowly increasing the pace at which he rolls his hips. A low grunt vibrates within his chest when you part your lips, tongue searching for his.
You can’t be sure if it’s the new position or if you’d just been teasing him for that long, but something definitely had Muriel more… eager, excited. His heart drums in his heaving chest, and you can already feel bruises on your skin from where his fingers dig into your hips whenever your thighs clench around him. You stifle a gasp as the head of his cock parts your folds, the sensation it elicits making your toes curl.
He parts the kiss then, flushed and out of breath. Neither of you have enough restraint to draw this out longer.
His hand squeezes your butt as you grind against him, a silent invitation to go a bit faster. He won’t last much longer, you can feel it in the way he twitches under your touch, the way his chest rises and falls erratically as you ride the tip of his cock, the very way he holds you as he brings his teeth to your shoulder.
With a spasm, he cums all over your stomach, a breathless moan getting lost in the walls of his hut.
You plan to give him time to recover, your fingers lightly scratching at his stubble as you whisper about how well he did. But his hands are turning you around, propping you up on his leg like he’s offering it to you. He says nothing, hoping you take the hint.
And you do, you do and you dip down to claim his lips once more, your hips rolling into him.
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