REVERENT

As it goes in most smut memes, you're about to have sex. Not very novel. What may be is, despite your usual approach to intimacy, you're going to take things slowly. You're being completely attentive...and almost reverent in your ministrations. This could come with some gentleness, of course, yet whether your reverence for your partner comes from love, respect, deep interest, fear, awe, or even an attempt to get a rise out of them, one thing is for sure: your focus is on your lover and only them. It very well could be that even your own pleasure isn't a factor.
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- Literal Worship: To you, they are literally a type of deity you must pay homage to with your very essence.
- Body Worship: Every part of their body is worthy of your attention.
- Loving Reverence: Your desire to please comes from your love from them.
- Baby I'm Amazed: Really, they're awe-inspiring. Maybe you've never been with someone quite like them, or they could just be that damn extraordinary.
- Scientific: To you, this is scientific, because their body or their kind is interesting to you in some fashion. Experiments such as this must be treated with care, less the data be unreliable.
- First Time: A first time is always worth taking in, never rushing or skimping.
- Passion: Usually, people are scared off by your...passion. This person isn't, and that alone gets your motor going.
- Don't Want to Hurt You: You have to be careful because you're very capable of hurting your lover. Actually, their fragility is intriguing to you. How do they not break?
- Only One in the World: When you two come together, it's like there's no one else in the world. To be quite frank, you may want them to never think of anyone else, and you'll bring them as much pleasure as it takes for them to forget.
- What Makes You Beautiful: There's one feature or body part you just can't get enough of on your lover, and its easy to turn your attention towards that.
- False Reverence: You just want something from them or want to humiliate them. Pretending like you truly care is the best bet.
- That Special Exception: You're never caring, respectful, or gentle...except with them.
- Bring You to the Edge: How you feel doesn't matter. You simply want to keep bringing them to that pinnacle.
- Mutual Respect: You've been with them forever, so you truly revere them as a person and know what they can do to you.
- Haven't Had It for a While: They say you never know a good thing 'til it's gone. Sex qualifies, so you'll never take it for granted.
- Port in the Storm: They're the only person you can go to for comfort. You want to treat them well. Enough said.
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Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier | MCU | OTA
Rey | SW:TFA | OTA
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Davy Jones ♆ OC ♆ OTA
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Blackagar Boltagon ( Marvel Comics ) OTA
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Vlad Dracula || Dracula Untold || M/F
16
Vlad had been good to her, and perhaps that was why her relationship with Thomas was suffering. She would go to him, when the world grew a little darker, and she would seek his guidance. Alone, Lucille would let her anger and her sadness get the better of her, but company helped. And so, she did indeed leave him a note, asking him to meet her at her hotel room in London. Lucille didn't want to be alone. She couldn't be...]
7.
He is Vlad the Impaler, he is Kazikli Bey to the Turks, and they will now tremble in fear of him and his wrath.
Vlad moves away from the crowd as the men cheer and shout boisterously, and when he's at the edge of the corridor she seizes her chance and plucks him by the front of his doublet, yanking him bodily into her. There's a little huff from him of surprise at seeing her, but Mirena is entirely too preoccupied with his nearness, with the way his skin is flushed with both excitement and perspiration, with his flashing green eyes and the way there's a streak of blood that isn't likely his own running along the side of his jaw and onto his neck.
Her breath almost as erratic as his, she yanks him further away from the congregation of his men and down into the darkened hallway where they're momentarily alone, pressing him up against a dark and secluded inlet of the stone wall and kissing him fiercely, hungry and demanding. ]
steve rogers | mcu | ota
WELL HELLO
He wants to spend every damn waking moment with Steve, he finds. He wants to be by his side whenever he can, when conversation flows and sparks so easily, when they would stay up late into the night talking and laughing about a wide range of things, sharing stories as easily as they shared kisses and easy touches, slowly learning each other, precious and fragile as this new thing is between them.
Bucky senses it from Steve too, the fact that he's careful about what they have; like it's the first time in a long while he's had something like this and he's not sure what to do with it -- Bucky understands that. How can he not, when he feels the very same?
So tonight is a special night. Tonight's the night Bucky's going to make the next move and gently nudge them past the invisible line they'd miraculously managed to keep from crossing. He's kissing Steve in his own bed, having invited the blond man back to his home for a beer and a board game -- which naturally led to this. He's tender with him, delicate, metal fingers lightly brushing over his arm, sliding under his shirt carefully to smooth over those incredible muscles.
He's acutely aware of every reaction he might draw from Steve, alert and cautious in case he's ruined this moment -- he's been waiting so long for this, he's wanted this so badly that he aches with want, desire curling deep in his chest like a creature too long denied. He hasn't touched another person like this in a long time. ]
Tell me if you want to stop. [ He says between kisses, breathless and almost wild, exhilarated and paranoid all at once. Steve inspires so much in him, and he's never felt more alive. ]
HELLO BEAUTIFUL
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12/14/15??? idk man. teeny tiny civil war spoilers
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first time and plot based because i can't pwp haha
bucky barnes | mcu
steve rogers | mcu
7, 9, 12 - He's a complicated one
What an adorable baby they would all say. What a proudly vicious creature, he would reply except when Steve managed to get a hand over his mouth. James attracted people with song, laughter and running around. One was bad enough.
And here they were considering a second to the family. Steve would be grossly outnumbered by scaled tails in the bathtub, not that the blond minded the water flipped all around. No one had as much right to be proud of their family, but Steve never even batted an eye at the accusation.
Bucky quietly shut the door, the sound of water in the empty fish tank able to keep their child sleeping through the whole night. He padded through the apartment in search of his mate, issuing a soft throaty thrill, the sound reserved for Steve alone. It would be good to have some time to themselves; he intended on worshiping that body until Steve was begging for release. He also knew the tables could and often would be turned on him in a single moment of inattention. He didn't even bother to hope that they wouldn't break something; it was a hazard of them being in love with each other.]
and steve does so love him for it
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natasha romanoff | mcu
(civl war spoilers in here)
"You could at least recognize me."
...and sometimes it haunts him a little. Or more than a little.
Granted, he doesn't remember everything yet. He's still pulling together the bits and pieces, sometimes one at a time, sometimes handfuls of fragments all together that he has to sort through and organize. He writes it all down, works it out until it makes sense... or doesn't.
Natasha... Natasha's one of those things that doesn't quite make sense. He feels like he should remember her. He should, but he doesn't, but for some reason he knows, he knows that she understands. Understands in a way Steve doesn't, in a way no one else can. Understands... everything, really. So maybe that's why he asks Steve for a few days before he follows him to Wakanda, and then when he takes those days... he finds himself in her apartment.
It's dark, but the blinds are open, letting the light of the city filter in, casting an orange glow on the place. He walks around it, touches things gently with one hand, trying to ignore the ache in his left shoulder, where the machinery is covered up gently, but still searching for contacts that don't exist anymore.
There's one picture. One. It's of a girl with red hair in a ballerina costume. He picks it up and takes it with him to a chair and sits down with it, sets it on his lap and traces the folds of her skirt with his finger, then sets the frame aside and looks out the window.
He shouldn't have come here. It smells like her.
It smells like her and it feels like home.]
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General Hux ⏣ Star Wars ⏣ m/m
Ryuugazaki Rei || Free! || m/m
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5
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Azumane Asahi | Haikyuu!! || m/m
genos | one punch man | castmates
raven darkholme (mystique) | xmen
Britannia | Hetalia OC | OTA
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