So Damn Cute

So damn cute ❤️

Headcanons Jojo's Bizarre Adventure Stardust Crusaders (+ GN! Reader)

Main plot : you and the Crusaders are on the road to Cairo and you have to rest somewhere for the night. Financial issue or whatever reason you want, you find yourself sharing a room (and a bed) with one of the boys.

Jotaro Kujo

Not really a light sleeper

Not a deep one either

Just... Neutral... I think

Yet very alert about the attack he might go through

He remains very still when it comes to slumber, something that's foreshadowed in his personality the first time you've ever met him. Doesn't take that much of space in the bed either. The dude is muscular but when he is completely lying down he is not that impressive.

Once he is totally lying on the bed, I guess he doesn't move for the rest of the night –another reflect of his stiff personality– or he doesn't move enough to disturb you while you're sleeping

Quite the contrary actually. Watching him letting his guard down even a little is always a sort of silent compliment. He feels good enough around you to let rest take him

Jotaro is someone who's very comfortable to sleep next to. He leaves enough space to breath at least, keeps his distance, a little bit too much for your liking sometimes but it's only detail

Actually, the perception of the distance between both of your shapes in bed is judged according to the relashionship both of you share

If you two are romantically involved with each other, don't be afraid of these strong arms sneaking to you to make you encounter his chest even though, when you would have pointed out this small detail, he may deny everything but surely mumbles an eloquent yet puzzling "Yare Yare"

Of course, you wouldn't mind having a little bit of Jotaro's body warmth, because, yeah, it's always surprisingly nice to be next to him

It's even better than Avdol's presence due to a stand which is literally not living fire.

Let's talk about Stands by the way

Star Platinum would probably ask you a goodnight kiss, or cuddles, or just a normal hug. Goodness... The soundless "ora" the stand breath out like a secret is too much for your tired little heart seeking for rest

You might think at the moment that Star Platinum has his own personality. An embarrassing fact for Jotaro who gets free kisses on the cheeks and hugs–of course it might be slightly different if he has a crush on you or if you two share an established relashionship but you literally met each other's path last week–

Star Platinum might like to interact with your stand depending on the shape it gets, which is obviously a wholesome yet weird scene.

"Yare Yare daze"

A LOT of Yare Yare daze. Even though he will tell anyone it annoying, he may appreciate it nonetheless.

If you respect each other's boundaries, it won't be any issues.

Joseph Joestar

Jotaro's grandfather is quite nice actually. A big bear when it comes to the field of sleeping –even more than he is with you already–

A lot noisier than his grandson that's for sure

Sleeps always deeply and snores. You could have sworn you heard him mutter "oh my god" in his sleep.

If it is only muttered it is quite nice actually. One night, you weren't with him but Avdol said he shouted it at 3 or 4 in the morning making jump the Egyptian and fall from the bed.

You could have killed someone to be a little mouse that night and watch the whole scene

For the roar of your elder as much to see Avdol fall from the bed. The image in your mind seemed priceless

Goodness... You have slept next to Joseph a few times already. He is not as still and stiff as his grandson. Quite the contrary actually. Arriving to the end of the night without having been slapped is rare enough to be highlighted.

While you were walking in a street, you considered the idea of buying straps like they used in insane asylum. Maybe a little bit too harsh but Jotaro understood your action. Making the younger Joestar smile under his hat.

Though, under normal conditions, for lack of better words, Joseph always keeps his distance while he was resting next to you.

Because... Boundaries... you know... He appreciates them as time goes on. Or maybe it's aging that makes him this way. Older people likes to have their little comfort, sharing but with privacy. A whole mood.

He is way more cautious with his than he was when he was younger. At least a little bit more. But when he sleeps, Joseph doesn't control everything.

Jean-Pierre Polnareff

Both Joestar are a thing.

Polnareff is another

You appreciated to sleep next to the French man. Even though he had no idea about boundaries. (Joseph's style for emphasis) OH MY GOD

Considering the kind of relashionship and the way you both are close, it might differ somehow but not that much

I guess Polnareff isn't the kind of guy to leave you only one minute alone

He's always talking, or more likely babbling his nonsense cut with French words. Which is fine to you but it seems you don't always get what this damn Polnareff would mean

'Mon Dieu Y/N ! I have something to tell you! You won't believe it'

Okay... Why not? But please Polnareff could you tell your story slower and try to organize it? Nobody understands a damn word. "Tu passes du coq à l'âne" as the French idiom says.

And definitely you encountered a week ago, so why the rush? Do you think our dear Y/N is going to vanish with the next rain?

I guess Polnareff is quite a deep sleeper. Sleeping beauty... you know how it is...

He moves a LOT. Turning and returning on his back, belly, shoulders. A whole mood when it comes to rest. A little bit like Sid in the first episode of Ice Age when the sloth tries to find a comfortable way to rest, less theatrical though... Or not.

Of course, it happens when he doesn't slide his arms along your hips, keeping you prisoner of his soft but tight and almost authoritative grip.

Not that you're uncomfortable but... Boundaries...

You understood very well that the road to Cairo would be quite the hardship to overcome. Maybe he needed some relief. J. Gail has raped and killed his sister, he might feel down sometimes.

I guess you just leave him hug you from behind, as weird as it sounds and thanks to the night's natural mystic power to enhance or soothe emotions.

Even though Polnareff is taken within rest's arms, I guess he is the kind to mutter while his eyes and closed and his hair down. You would think he was kind of the man to make big speeches yet he was more the type to say chivalrous pick up lines, may be flirting with his dream person literally, or just mumbling about toilets or food which probably be more realistic. His dreams are definitely a weird place, more than most as you can observe.

Kakyoin Noriaki

Rather complicated to imagine how it would be to share a room with the cherry boy. I think we'll have to take a bigger and general frame to distinct how it would happen while you share a room with Kakyoin

As always, it is mostly about what your relashionship is about. A crush? Real love? Friendship? It has been barely a week that you're with the boys but you feel as if you've been with them your whole life, as if nothing happened before and mostly thanks to Kakyoin's presence

I guess he is quite the guy to try to make you feel comfortable around all the other Crusaders and being a part of them as well.

He is very sweet, welcoming and tries to tell you everything you could have missed since the start of their journey, first, how they ended together to chase Dio. First, the illness striking Jotaro's mother so as to not make an undelicate remark in the future for instance.

Kakyoin loves to talk to someone able to listen to him as much as he would be able to listen to someone.

He would also like to hear you talk about your country and customs or places where you have been. He firmly believes that you can see the heart of a person and their interests through the places they went for any reason.

These little talks would surely take place in the room you share.

Kakyoin likes to share stories too. It doesn't have to be serious ones but you could come to share what made you laugh, dream or anything else in any situation.

Kakyoin has a lot of boundaries. Might blush a little when it comes to privacy. Because, yes, it is a question that doesn't come first with the other boys and cherry boy is really concerned about it. He is the one that cares the most about respect with Avdol.

As for sharing a night in the same bed, he is quite normal I guess. Although, if your relashionship goes a little further, his unconscious being might be slightly clingy if you are close to each other.

Also, if you have a TV in your room, he will leave you choose what you want to watch. Something that could end into a battle with any other guy of the team.

Kakyoin might be the most accepting among the boys as long he can relax a little bit between the steps of your journey to Cairo, which is not so obvious with anyone else in your little team.

Muhammad Avdol

WAY TOO WARM !!

If you don't like being cold Avdol is your man. Though, is you don't endure well heat, you'll probably curse him every second of a night spent next to him.

His body irradiates already of some warmth, if Magician Red comes in the room, prepare yourself to go in a sauna.

This being said, Avdol is quite nice actually.

Likes silence and long talks. If he's not in the mood, he might read a book while enjoying this short break. He'd like to know your taste in these by the way. It's even nicer if you can share about a story you both read or if you are able to recommend him something.

All this little talks takes place in the room you share. Even in the bed sometimes when it's 1 or 2 in the morning because nights are difficult due to the eternal pressure of time and the threats ahead lying in the shadows along your trip.

Avdol is also quite the stiff man when he sleeps so don't worry too much about boundaries. He's also very polite and respect you pretty much as a person with privacy.

Actually, the Egyptian mostly shares a room with Joseph so as to have a plan in case and anticipate potential next hardships. So you don't share a room that much. Ten times at most along the trip to his homeland.

Avdol is also a quiet man and very cautious. He's also learning to apprehend you and to trust you. And behind the shut doors of your room, you are yourself in your most human way.

His little hobby is trying to predict your future but as any people of his kind, he doesn't make it direct enough to be clearly understandable.

And yourself, whether or not do you believe in his talents, you ask him sometimes to see what's going to happen according to cards or palm lines. It relieves you or not but at least you keep you ready to what your going to face in the future. Even though it remains awful or not.

One Piece characters with a playful S/O who is deep down a merciless badass

TW : none.

A/N : This won't focus entirely on the relashionship with any of the characters.

Characters : Mihawk, Ace, Aokiji

Mihawk

At first, your way to be so lively, bold, untamed and uncaring about everything kinda annoys our dear Warlord.

Then, he finds out about your piercing glare, your powers if you have any, your talent at using your weapons or just your style in general.

He is amazed, honestly.

Won't show how surprised he is, though.

But still. He will wonder how he could have been so blind when it comes to your talent for fighting.

The way you kicked those noisy bastards' asses ? Mihawk wouldn't have done better. Well he was able to, but, you know...

It's mostly your eyes and your expression that he will remember. He so used at seeing that little smirk of yours while you are eagerly awaiting for a poor fool to fall in your little traps. And yet, here we are. There's no trick this time.

Mihawk won't say anything immediately but he will appreciate if you accept to tell him more about your training and mostly your past because he wants to know what or who made you become such a badass.

As obvious as it sounds, Mihawk won't go full fangirl about you. But he respects you even more from now on. +100 points of charm for you.

Although, your cheekiness comes back and our dear Mihawk finds it both endearing and slightly upsetting.

He didn't know you were doing all these jokes more for him than yourself and had no idea about it. But the black-haired man will find it endearing when you will tell him.

Just to make it clearer, it happens almost like the following drabble.

"If I had known you were smiling like that, I would have slaughtered thousands of people already" you state with a smirk on your face. Mihawk just stared at you, his brows furrowing.

"No no. Don't play pretend. I've seen it, my dear" you continued, passing in front of your beloved swordman.

The latter was a little bit shocked and didn't know what to answer. Even though he remained stoic, you noticed his unease. You got closer to him and almost kissed his cheek. Yet, you remembered you were in public and just withdrew before embarrassing Mihawk.

"You wanted to make me smile ?" inquired the latter.

"Yeah. Why not? You look like you're always far away. Even when you're with me. That's why I keep trying to attract your attention towards me" you admit, blushing and your head slightly tilted to the side.

"I... Had no idea. I apologize if you feel like I am ignoring you, my dear" replied Mihawk after a short time and almost as equally flustered as you were, he was just better at concealing it.

You felt him take your hand and raise up to his lips. He just kissed it lightly as he was used to do. You nodded and here was the end of the story. Although, it didn't stop you in your kidding habit.

Ace

Will find it incredible. Like his eyes are glittering with delight. Goes full fanboy about your strength.

Of course, he loves your little tricks. And mostly the ones that aims the others *Marco suddenly feels as if he is called somewhere on the ship's deck*. He always find it really funny as well as the crew who asks you where you find all these ideas.

You would never tell them by the way. You just shrug then walk away.

But you like to make Ace's heart lighter with jokes and he knows this.

Although, once a Navy ship took a liking in saying bullshit to your crew. You didn't even wait for Pops to give an order and by the time he did, all these soldiers were lying on their deck, bathing in their own blood and their body cooling down as nature intended.

Ace was seriously taken aback. Where was his little childish cat who messes around with the people of the crew?

"Hey Y/N... You okay?

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"You have just kicked all of their asses in 3 minutes, that's why. You could've left me some by the way!"

"Sorry?"

Ace just hugged you after that and showed off slightly, claiming all loudly "that's mah gurl bitches" or something alike.

All of this to say that Ace is super happy when you're all bold, joking around and just untamed with people. But he also likes that merciless side of you that crushes everything which doesn't go the way you want to. Although, he mostly prefers that smiling and childish side of you even though he accepts you as a whole.

Aokiji

Let's go for our lazy Admiral of the Navy.

When he meets you, you have some reputation among the soldiers for being quite an unconventional servant of the holy Justice.

There are some bottles of milk which apparently exploded in the kitchen, some bubble invasions when the day for laundries came and all the Marine capes went pink instead of the immaculate usual white. All these kinds of small things that brought smiles to the soldiers and made them look just human as much as completely unnerved.

Fortunately, Aokiji has never been touched by such pranks. The pink coats was your most famous joke. Even Sengoku didn't manage to keep his laughter for himself.

In the meantime, you were slowly constructing your legend with that gentle smile of yours always plastered on your face. A smile which made Kuzan fall for you.

One day, Aokiji was required for a mission in some places and you were of the party. Everything was going well until you had to fight random pirates. Nothing strange until then since it was your job.

It turned out to be something else when you literally dashed in the first line and just killed your ennemies without a care in the world. You were a little bit like a bull smashing everything in its way. Your crewmates had barely the time to see the pirates flying lifeless behind you.

The rumor that spread after that was that apparently, the soldiers of your crew just needed to sit on an empty trunk of a tree observing the pirates landing - or more likely royally wallowing - at their feet and applauded while giving you a score of ten out of ten for having masterfully fallen like shit on the ground.

Anyways, all that mattered for Aokiji was if you were okay first. Then, when he noticed a blood stain on your cheek that wasn't yours, he felt relieved. You mercilessly butchered those pirates and you weren't injured.

Aokiji doesn't overly appreciate your habit to just go before anyone in battles and can't say he is 100% for it. Your style is too unstructured. You will get killed if you are not careful and since you are unleashed during this time without any immediate back-up, he will ask you at least to wait to have some soldiers at your side. Losing you is never an option and he can't be always behind you to save that ass of yours he was so fond of.

I hate to love you

"It was under the last night sky. Ink and diamonds were part of the dream. It was too mesmerizing to be everlasting.

I saw your tears, for the first time of my life. I didn't think you were able to do so. Crying, I mean. All so confident, strong, everytime. I knew it was a fake, a mask you liked to wear because you didn't want to show us you had your own weaknesses. And it fell down there, at the second when you leaned towards the swing. Red cheeks and broken-hearted as I have never seen before. My only concern was to reach out my arm and erase those trespassing tears on your face. My thumb upon your skin, I would have chased this sadness from you because you deserve the world. I would have given you a silent shoulder where you could have cried in silence.

No words.

Nothing.

Until your breath calm down and your hand in mine. The words 'I am here, talk if you want, cry if you wish, shout, scream I wouldn't mind. But, please, come to me when you feel down." You remained silent.

Yet.

Yet you didn't come. You didn't leave your head on my shoulder. You didn't let me take your hand. You didn't care about my loyalty, my warmth, my friendship, my love and my shattered heart while I was watching you fall apart in your 'brother's arms'. I was held at bay, not approaching because I would have cause kind of a blasphemy.

No.

Never.

Did I worth so little in your eyes? Did you even consider me as a person who could have feelings for you?

No.

I want to turn my back, to get away. I should do it. Though, I know I'm unable of doing so. Because I love you too much to let you go.

I hate loving you."

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tw: inspired on Romeo & Juliet, it's my own adaptation to Shakespeare's work of art, with a good ending (or maybe not, who knows, maybe both died and they find themselves in the after life... is up to you to decide which path chose). nsfw. oral sex, romantic and fluffy vag sex.

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The freckled boy, the son of your enemies. The sun that shines always on his beautiful noble manor and his gardens. His wavy black hair flows with the wind, and his shirt always ends up in the ground when he trains during the afternoons. And he knows, the daughter of his father’s enemy looks at him from her own room, high, high in a stone tower.

His eyes sometimes meet, and the pupils burn, burn in desire…Because they are enemies, yes. But they are also lovers. They love each other.  But nobody has to know.

The sun sets, the night comes and as the stars form constellations on the sky, his freckles do over his cheeks. Cheeks you got the chance to caress, so soft, so sweet.

“Name! Name!” he calls you from outside your windows. You widen your eyes, is that… him? The flowy fabrics of your night gown shine with the moonlight that filters in between the curtains as you walk towards your balcony.

"Ace? Ace! Where are you? I can't see you!"

Suddenly, him. He is quick and strong, and you suspect he has been training hard his body just to be able to climb to your room.

“Hi…” Ace whispers, always so respectful of you. “Ace… I told you we shouldn’t do this! What if our families find out?” you whisper back, so happy, and so scared because he has crawled up your balcony in the middle of the night. “If we broke the truce the Prince put for us, we will have to pay with our lives at sword point”

Ace sighs, it’s painful for him to be so close and yet so far from you. And frankly, your heart aches too. But you know you have to wait because love always wins, right?

“I’m really sorry, (Name)… I couldn’t look at you from my garden any longer, I needed to have you in my arms” he says, coming closer to your lips. His slightly tanned skin, his mouth so tempting.  “Let’s run away. They will never stop hating each other, (Name)” he urges, as you go dumb just by the warm breath over your lips. “I don’t care about dying, as long as I can be with you”

You have to stop yourself from kissing him, and from crying. How is he planning on running away? They will notice, you will be found by the guards.

“Do you remember the first time I saw you?” he asks, remembering that banquet that he attended uninvited to find his brother’s lover and try to convince her to go back to Sabo. You nod, how could you forget the dance where it was announced you were looking for a husband. A husband you weren’t allowed to choose. “I do… you were the one who illuminated my life, Ace”

Ace sits properly on your balcony and pulls you closer, your face rests on his chest and his arms surround your frame. “Since then, I wanted to marry you… would you marry me?” he says, kissing the crown of your head. If there is something this man masters is beautiful romanticism without even trying.

Your eyes become watery, and there is nothing you would like more in this world than marrying the man you love instead of a random Count of your Kingdom. “A-Ace… of course I want to” you mumble, grabbing his clothes in tight fists and crying over the teared cravat of his shirt.

His hands land on the small of your back, pushing you even closer against his body. Then, warm fingers graze your chin up. His blazing eyes fix in yours, and the tip of your noses touch. The sweetest kiss follows, star-crossed lovers that have so much passion ready to be unleashed.

Will it be tonight? Will it be this, a beautiful hot summer night, the night where their bodies melt?

“(Name)!! Is everything all right?” your nanny’s voice echoes from outside your room, the noble young girl has to be monitored, she is a lady that must be respected and taken care of until you are walked down the aisle to another disgusting noble man.

You quickly break up the kiss, your face inspires true terror. But Ace knows how to ease your fear so easily… “Calm down, I got a plan! Wait for me, tomorrow night I will help you scape. Do you trust me?” he asks, brushing your hair back and earning a nod from you, putting blind faith on him.

He crunches over the balcony, grabbing his fancy burnt orange beret. “See you tomorrow, I love you” he mouths. And just when your nanny opens your door he jumps off and disappears into the night.

“Is the lady ok?” you nanny asks, coming towards a startled you. The warm breeze of Verona kisses your cheeks, and your heart pumps faster than ever. “I- I am…” you barely mumble, with eyes fixed into a marine blue velvety sky.

You server turns you around to discover some tears running down your face, she cleans them and sends you to sleep. “Still thinking on that young child of the Portgas, right?” she asks, helping you get into bed. “Tomorrow night will be a big night, Lady (Name). You will meet your future husband in the banquet” she says, tucking your sheets under your armpits.

But… I’ve already met him…

A new day has started with many servants getting you ready for the big night, you were made even to take a bath in milk and roses. Your hair, your nails, everything should be perfect for the party. Your beauty should be enhanced to the maximum… what a futile attempt to make you happy.

And as the night came, with your eyes always looking at the gardens of your manor, you never once thought Ace’s promises will be empty ones…

The banquet was noisy, violins, cellos, and everybody would wait for the tarantella to be played just to dance with their future lovers. And there it is, the man that will marry you… but Ace… where is Ace?

“Come on, (Name). Smile a little, we have accepted your request to wait a few months to get married. Now show some gratitude” your mother tells you, annoyed at your sadness. “Yes, mother…” you answer back, forcing a smile that’s painful and not real.

But, like a sun through the door, a little funny clown appears to animate the nobles and riches getting their bellies stuffed of the most gourmets preparations. “I’m the God of the sun! of laughter! Please, those drums of liberation!! Play that song for me!” the buffoon says, stretching himself and jumping all around.

You smile, it’s inevitable not to do so. He indeed looks like the Sun, a Sun in the middle of a night… and the drums of liberation? What does he mean?

Dancing to the sound of the barrels he comes closer and stands in front of you. “SHI SHI SHI! You must be the young lady, the star of this night!” he says, and quickly snatches some meat from your plate. 

You can’t help but laugh at such lack of respect, he is too cute not to do so. He stretches his cheeks and shows you a big smirk, his eyelids have paintings and in his forehead the word meat.

“You like the stars when they form galaxies in the sky, (Name)?” he asks, all of a sudden. “Do you know I have a brother who has them all over his face?”.

You quickly understand what he meant… is this Ace’s plan? “I love them, I love the stars” you tell him, Ace is a true star.

“Cool, then, you should go to the kitchen after the party, I’ve heard you will find the way towards the stars if you eat something sweet! I did find the path towards the sun eating your meat! Thanks!” he whispers and jumps away to keep entertaining the party.

You are left startled. Ace…

You couldn’t wait much longer, of course you couldn’t. And right after the last person left the place and everybody was wasting his time fawning on a Count way older than you, drooling and waiting for a couple of months to pass to have you in his arms, you ran to the kitchen.

“Chef Sanji!” you find the blonde chef of your mansion smoking in his workplace after a long night of hard work.

His blonde locks move when he turns around to you, a sweet smile and a cigarette hanging from his lips. “Beautiful (Name)-san” he salutes you.

“I have come for something… sweet?” you ask him, well aware one of your guards is waiting right outside the window. Probably he had been chatting with Chef Sanji, even though they don’t usually get along.

Sanji lets a little chuckle out; his expression shows how much he understands what you just said. “To find the road to the stars?” he asks, opening a little wooden cabinet from the kitchen. “Uh…” you think twice about saying yes, the guard is looking at you with his single eye.

“Calm down, he is here to help you too… Lady (Name)” he sweetly whispers, putting in your hand a little truffle and looking at the guard with a cute smile. You observe the little dessert over your palm, and then to the cook and the green haired guard.

You open your mouth and close it again several times, what is that supposed to do? How is it going to help finding Ace?

“Eat this, it’s as sweet as spicy. It may burn a little, but then, the sweet chocolate will ease it. Just like love, (Name). You will fall asleep for a day; you will be safe. You will be taken to Dr. Marco. You know him?” Sanji asks.

You nod, Dr. Marco has always been your family doctor. But it was also the Portgas family’s doctor too… “Thank you guys…” you whisper, taking the truffle and letting the burning sensation in your tongue numb your life as you run through the halls of your home.

A new Sun awakens the cobbled streets of Verona, the heat of a summer over Italy make some flowers still shy to open after a long night.

You lay on your bed, completely unconscious. No response, even the strongest knocks on your door does not wake you up. Door that’s open by your nanny and mother, to find an inert body resting over your bed.

“My dear (Name)!” “Call Dr. Marco right away! She is not breathing!”

Doctor Marco fixes his glasses as he tries to find a little bump that would indicate your heart is beating on your cold wrist. But he says he cannot find it. You are gone, for ever…

Left over the stone of your future grave, your family members cry heartbroken. How did that happen? Why have you passed away? So young, so beautiful… Roses surround your body, all around that stone where your back rests. Your hands crossed over your belly and your hair let down framing your peaceful façade.

A dying sun caresses your cold skin with orangey rays that filter from the garden, the sky is tinted in lilac and the summer breeze plays with the silky fabric of your dress. The night slowly comes, and with that your family leaves your grave to rest, perhaps, a little.

“I’m here…” you hear, a whispering voice that warms your heart. “I’m already here, I’m sorry if I made you wait”

Soft hands over your cheeks, the warmth of his lips on your forehead. Slowly easing the comatose state, you were in by kisses and caresses, loving touches, full of hope and liberation. “A-Ace…?” you mumble while trying to beat the heaviness of your eyelids. You feel your mouth dry, but that doesn’t matter because the first thing you see is the galaxy on his cheeks.

“Hi” he whispers, tucking your hair behind your ear. “Hi…” you utter, smiling so happily. If this is a dream or if this is reality, it doesn’t really matter.

Ace’s lips slowly reach for yours and closing your eyes you receive them. The first kiss of the new rest of your lives, along with his fingers interlocking with yours. Kiss that turns into the most passionate session of tongues dancing. It’s been so long, how many days you have waited for his kisses, for his hands?

“Should we get married first?” he asks once he lays next to your still a little weak body. “Let’s get married under the stars, right now” you tell him, sure marriage is nothing but sealing your love in an eternal promise.

Ace smiles, for the first time so sincerely, happiness fills his heart, and does yours too. “Do you take me as your husband, (Name)?” he asks, kissing your hand. “I do, (Ace). Do you take me as your wife, Ace?”

“I do, love of my life”

He pulls you up, sitting over the cold stone but surrounded by a blazing love, by a blazing desire. The freckled young man hand’s rest over your shoulders, slowly sliding your sleeves down them. Sweet pecks over your neck, down to your collar bones. None of you could wait any longer for this, you simply can’t.

Over the stone that would close your tomb, you will seal the deal that makes you free. The love that will lead you to a new life, what a beautiful paradox.

His kisses slowly makes you lay over what is now your bed, he takes his beret off revealing the wavy raven locks framing his galaxy face. You help him take his shirt off, barely ripping it with your own nails. Finally, his body, all for you.

Tan skin from a hot summer, from endless days training on his garden under the sun. His fingers buried on your hips, lifting your right leg. Leg that ends around his, carving your heel onto his calf. Hardness against wetness, his kisses don’t limit to your lips. Desperately nibbling your neck, and the little valley in between your breasts.

Ace, like an unstoppable beast, begins devouring you. Sucking, licking, biting, pulling. Getting drunk on your whines, you in rapture. More, more, I wanna feel you even closer.

The freckled man, goes down, tracing a wet path from your chest to your belly button. He stops right there, after kissing around your navel. His fire eyes fixed on yours, lust has taken his body host and you won’t stop him. His fingers squeezing your hipbones tight. “Spread, (Name)… please” he commands, showing you what he wants to do with his watering mouth.

You do, lifting your legs and spreading them so he can fit in the middle. His smile turns into a smirk, a dark smirk. Ace plays with your fine lingerie, first touching the dampness of the lace that covers your sex. His nose buries them on your sex, still covered, but feeling every sensation his lips create. He kisses first, and licks then.

“Can I?” he asks, still waiting for your permission to take your underwear off. You only moan and nod, you need him to do so, you really need it to. He smiles, kindly this time, kissing first your inner thigh and then sliding your panties off.

The white lace slowly goes down your legs, getting to your feet. Ace plants a loving peck over the arch of your foot and then the clothes are finally off. He pounces back in between your legs, with the utmost care he only tastes your dripping arousal with the tip of his tongue, breathing warmly over your anatomy. It makes you squirm; it makes you arch your back.

Yet, this is just the beginning because when he spread your labia with his finger and attacks your button of pleasure, you scream hard. Your moan echoes through the night, and you are pretty much sure everybody had listened.

But, frankly, you don’t care.

Ace, Ace keeps eating, nurturing from your sex, taking you to heaven so sweetly and sinfully. Hi trace circles, he sucks, and he even uses his fingers. Fingers to which your walls get used to, as they open their ways inside of you.

Climax, that unknown sensation finally taking over your body for the very first time, warming and taking you to edge of glory from the loving actions of your husband. The freckles that sprinkle his rosy cheeks now, peek up your core to simply enjoy the beautiful expression of your ecstasy.

“Ace, keep… going, please. Come here” you mumble when your breath normalizes, you need him inside of you, you can’t wait any longer. “Sure, my love” he accepts, crawling up to you, planting a honey kiss on your lips.

Ace wipes the little drops of sweat on your forehead and looks at you with the softest expression you’ve ever seen. His adoration towards you reminds you of a goddess worshiper. And indeed, he is, he considers you as his goddess, precious divinity.

“Do you want me to make love to you, my dear?” he asks, with his forearms at each side of your face. “Make love to me, my lover”.

Bellies touching, breathing into each other. Himself invading your insides with care and soft motions so you get accustomed to him. Slowly moving in and out once your clenching walls allow him to do so.

Resting his body weight over his left side, he makes love to you with eyes fixed on yours and his right hand caressing your cheek. “I love you” he repeats on and on, until words aren’t needed or can’t be said. Moaning and confessing how much both love each other, seal your first encounter with raptured feelings as if you had finally found the path to the stars...

“Let’s run away and never look back” 💖~

I hear you my friend

"Not all those wander are lost."

Yeah that sounds pretty cool but I'm actually lost

Please help me