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.
This reminds me of the time I was going around Rome in Brotherhood and heard something very… interesting 😏
Bayek, you peeping tom (˵ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°˵)
(In case you want to… experience this for yourself, here’s how to find it ;D)
(Source: http://butterflysleep.com/)
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.
‘Elise comes home to find the house warm and toasty, the fire crackling and and a present in the bedroom: Arno barely festively clothed, but handsome and perfect waiting to present a gift of bareback cream pie fucking.’
Confession [x]