Imagine that your favorite character approaches you out of nowhere. You feel as if it is a dream. This character can’t be real! You feel a hand on your shoulder. This is no random vision. That hand is solid. You are solid. That means that, yes, your favorite character is standing before you, staring into your eyes. You hear that voice which you’ve fallen in love with ages ago, and ached to hear away from whatever media in which this character is from.
“I’ve found you. After all this time, I’ve finally found you.”
“…does this mean you’ve been looking for me?” You ask, trembling with anticipation to hear that question answered with a simple ‘yes’.
“My beloved, of course I have been looking for you. There’s no other person I could want to fuck rigorously other than the one who has spent so much time fantasizing about me. You have longed for me, haven’t you? I am here to make your every dream come true.”
Just hearing that, you’ve lost yourself. You want to let them take you right here, right now, wherever you are – be it in public, in the privacy of your own home, in the woods, on the beach, you name it.
“Don’t make me beg,” you plead.
Your favorite character smiles devilishly. “Oh, but I think you’d like that.”
Imagine your favorite character waking you up early on a Saturday morning, playfully pinning your wrists above your head, and promising you breakfast in bed because you aren’t going to be able to stand for at least an hour once they’re through with you.
Imagine your favorite character’s fingers going all through your hair while you’re being fucked into a mattress. Fingertips slowly go all along your scalp, carefully caressing the softest parts of your head.
Imagine your favorite character waking you up with morning sex but instead of letting you shower, they plug you up so that all day you feel their cum inside of you. The knowledge that you let them do that gets them so hot that they take out the plug and fill you up with more of their cum multiple times that day.
Imagine your f/c sighing your name in the dark, hot breath hissing in the shell of your ear and fingers digging firmly into your hips.
Imagine you and your favorite character taking it slow in your room during a rainy night. They touch you with the utmost care and tenderness, and murmur gently in your ear. When you’re finished, they hold you close to them.
Imagine losing a bet with your favorite character, resulting in you wearing a small vibrator under your clothes, with your favorite character in power of the remote that controls the intensity of the vibrator.
Lucky for them, that day, you have to give a speech/presentation/etc.
Imagine your f/c’s tongue tracing your collarbone, while they slide their palms slowly up your sides. Your shirt’s already unbuttoned and pushed back, so their skin is warm on yours; your back presses against the wall and you card your fingers through their hair while they slowly slip a knee in between yours.
Imagine watching TV on your couch, bored because there is nothing to do. It’s Christmas and you’re watching all of these Specials. You’re kind of sad; you’re family is out of town, your friends are all busy, and you have no boyfriend/girlfriend. Sighing, you turn the TV off and go upstairs. But not before you stare at the Christmas tree; the one your parents bought but you had to decorate it all.
You go to your room and you lay on your bed. You close your eyes and try to think of something. Anything to make you a little bit happy. Then you remember *Insert Favorite Character Here*. The way he/she looks, their smile, their perfectness… You sigh again. You wish they were real and just maybe have one day with them. Just for Christmas. You turn around and head to sleep.
When you wake up, you feel the same old groggy you. But something was in the air. Like…*Insert Favorite Breakfast Here*. You get out of bed and go to the kitchen, wondering if you parents were home as a surprise. When you reach the kitchen, you stop and gape. It’s your Favorite Character! He/She’s in the kitchen in a Seasonal Apron and nothing else. You blush and make a small squeak from all of this.
Your Favorite Character turns around and he/she smiles at you. They say good morning to you, as if nothing is out of the ordinary. You start stuttering, trying to make sense of all this. But your Favorite Character goes over to you and presses their lips against yours. You blush harder as they do so, slowly melting into the kiss. Forgetting about the food, you wrap your arms around him/her as they do the same.
It’s Christmas, so you might as well enjoy it.
Imagine your f/c sighing your name in the dark, hot breath hissing in the shell of your ear and fingers digging firmly into your hips.