Am I The Only One Who Has Been Having A Pretty Sane, And Chilled 12th House Profection Year Like Idk

Am I the only one who has been having a pretty sane, and chilled 12th house profection year like idk I hear so many people talk how unhinged and rough it could be but my 11th house profection year is where all hell broke loose, anybody else have similar experiences ?

I missed his gummy smile

[breeding kink with felix. afab!reader. protected sex (yay!!). mentions of ovulation. dry humping? dirty talk. reader’s horny. felix is also horny + shy and embarrassed. marks and hickeys. they’re in love your honor.]

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Felix’s back hits the mattress, body limp and spent.

“Mhhh, wanna fuck,” you wrap your arm around his waist, hiding your face in the crook of his neck as you pepper the soft and sensitive skin of his neck with kisses.

His eyebrows raise comically, he looks like a cartoon character.

“Babe, we literally just finished fucking,” he chuckles. “I’ve still got the condom on.”

You prop yourself up on your elbows. You take a quick look between his legs to find out he is technically right. Looking at him, you snort.

“Ew, gross, take it off.”

“I was about to before you attacked me with your love,” he pecks your lips. He takes the condom off and ties a knot on it, then throws it in the bin next to his side of the bed. “We should go wash up.”

“What?” You whine, pressing a kiss on his shoulder, then another one right above his nipple. “I was serious, babe. I’m so… horny right now, I really want to fuck.”

“Wait, you’re serious?” Felix arches one of his eyebrows. “Like, are you for real?”

You pout. “Yes.”

“We did it this morning, too,” he looks at you suspiciously, “and you sucked me off in the shower after. What’s up with you? I’m down, don’t get me wrong, it’s just— you’re never this needy.”

You shrug, drawing imaginary shapes all over his chest with the tip of your finger. He brushes a few strands of hair from your face.

“It’s nothing. I’m just ovulating, that’s it,” you say casually, as if it weren’t a big deal.

“You know, I never really understood what it means. Like, physically speaking.”

“Did you skip sex ed in high school?” You giggle. “Men,” you roll your eyes at him. “It basically means my body is, like, getting ready to get pregnant. Like, there’s this strong urge to mate and basically I’m horny all the time.”

Felix’s limp cock twitches.

“Oh?”

“Hm,” you hum, “even the littlest things turn me on. Like this morning in the shower,” you explain.

“I was literally rinsing my hair and you kneeled down before me!” He chuckles, remembering what had happened in the shower.

“Yeah, but your muscles were all flexed and— and you had your head kicked back and you looked super hot,” you let your hand run all over his torso, meeting his toned abs.

A rosy blush tints his cheeks — Felix always gets so flustered when receiving compliments.

“Baaabe,” he whines, embarrassed, “stop it.”

“Why?” You pout, looking at him with curious eyes. “Don’t you want to know how much you turn me on, baby?”

“I do, I do,” Felix nuzzles your cheek. “It’s just— I always get so shy when you compliment me.”

You know that, of course. You know Felix like the back of your hand.

“But you always love to tell me when you think I’m sexy,” you kiss his chest. “You love to tell me how I’m making you feel when you’re inside me…” you wrap your lips around his nipple and Felix’s body twitches.

“Well, yeah, but I mean…”

“No buts,” you look at him, “just let me show my pretty boyfriend how much he turns me on.”

“Hmm, there’s nothing I’d love more, babe,” he cups your face, “but there’s this thing called refractory period, which let me tell you, sucks.”

His penis is still limp of course, his body needs to regain the strength and energy in order for him to get hard again in such a short period of time. But never say never, maybe you could help him with that since you happen to know exactly what turns him on.

“Let me see what I can do about that,” you smirk at him.

Felix looks at you confused, eyebrows furrowed as he watches you position yourself over him, one leg on each side of his body until his most intimate parts are pressed on yours. He must admit it feels incredibly good.

“Babe- babe, what—?”

A sigh cuts him off his own thoughts as soon as he feels you sliding up and down his hardening cock, almost as if you were giving him a pussy job right now.

“You’re getting so hard for me, baby,” you whine against his skin, continuing to slide up and down his cock.

“Wait— wait, babe, my stuff…” Felix’s cheeks are super red right now. “There might be still cum on… it.”

It being his cock, of course. Since Felix isn’t lying and you have, indeed, just finished fucking, it is completely normal that he’s all wet and sticky with his own substance.

“Are you scared that you’re gonna knock me up with just a little bit of dry humping?” You giggle, kissing his collarbone.

Felix gasps at the thought, his dick instantly becoming rock hard. He feels kind of guilty for that, for these filthy thoughts. He shouldn’t enjoy the thought of risk, right? It shouldn’t turn him on so much. The thought of knocking you up, the thought of you being his forever. Right now is the perfect time, too, since you’re ovulating — you told him yourself. If he just angled his hips slightly differently he’d slip right inside of your wet and tight heat without the barrier of the condom preventing him from feeling you completely. He would fill you up and watch the way it leaks out of you. Maybe it wouldn’t take on the first try and you’d have to just keep having unprotected sex until—

“Oh, you’re not scared,” you pull back to look at him with eyebrows raise. “Lee Felix, I didn’t know you had a breeding kink,” you poke his cheek.

He looks down at you like a deer caught in the headlights and gasps.

“I do not!” He tries to deny the obvious truth, his own cock betraying him.

“Then why are you so hard?” You run your fingers through his hair. “Why is your pretty cock all hard and leaky, baby?”

“Of course it is, you’re on top of me. Naked, and you’re telling me all of this filthy stuff— of course it gets hard!”

“Hmm,” you kiss his neck, “so it doesn’t have anything to do with the fact that I’m ovulating right now.”

Felix gasps once more.

“N-Not necessarily…”

“Hm, alright then,” you stop moving on top of him since he’s rock hard, “just grab a condom and fuck me, babe.”

Now, a new thought intrudes Felix’s mind. The thought of you being all horny and desperate to fuck him, being ready to receive his cum. Your body craves him. He knows that biologically speaking it’s not technically related to him, but still, knowing that he has such an effect on you and that you get super horny just because he does mundane things such as showering or literally anything else makes his cock and heart swell up.

“How long does it last?” Felix asks, reaching for the top drawer, where he stashes condoms and lube and the sex toys you both use in the bedroom.

“What, my ovulation?”

“Hm.”

“I mean, like a week? But this is the third day already, so…”

Felix closes the drawer, condom between his fingers, as he rolls onto the bed ready to rip the small package and put it on.

“But, like, today’s the peak,” you mumble absentmindedly, “apparently I’m super fertile or something…”

Felix freezes. The thought he’d been trying to brush off so desperately now hits him like a ton of bricks. Super fertile. You’re lying between his bedsheets like a true goddess, begging him to fuck your for the third time within the span of six hours, all pretty and horny and desperate for him.

“Ah,” Felix’s jaw drops as he rolls on the condom, “I see.”

“What’s that? Thought you didn’t have a breeding kink,” you smirk at him, poking Felix’s cheek. “Just admit it at this point, babe.”

He finds his place between your legs, pressing his body on yours as he aligns himself with your entrance. You’re still wet from your previous orgasm, which was pretty intense, so the tip slips in effortlessly and you let out the prettiest whine. He grips the bedsheets underneath you as he imagines the thin barrier of the condom isn’t there. That you’re being irresponsible and having unprotected sex, risking all the possible consequences.

“Just admit that you wanna fuck me raw,” you whisper in his ear, fingernails scratching his shoulders and back, probably leaving bright red marks on Felix’s skin.

He twitches inside of you.

“Admit that you wanna cum inside me,” you stick your fingernails in the soft flesh of his ass. “That you wanna fill me up and make me a mommy.”

“Babe, don’t— don’t say such things,” he pants on top of you.

“Why?”

“‘Cause I won’t last if you do.”

You smirk. Bingo.

“I’ll let you, Felix,” you whine. “I’ll let you fuck me raw and I’ll let you cum inside. You can knock me up and make me a mommy, babe. Everyone will know I’m yours and—”

“Fuck—” he gasps, hips snapping faster. “Y-You want that? You really want all that with me?” He grunts in your ear with his deep voice before biting down on your neck.

You know he’s getting close despite it being only minutes since you started fucking. Honestly, though, you’re impressed he still has enough energy left in his body system.

“Take it off,” you blurt out without thinking, biting on his shoulder, “take the condom off, Felix,” you pull him by the messy ponytail and he grunts.

“What?” He slows down his thrusts. “Are you serious?”

“Hmm, I wanna feel it. Wanna fill your cum leak out of me, babe…” you suck a pink mark on his neck.

“Fuck— shit!”

Felix cums. Inside the condom, thankfully, since he hadn’t had the time to take it off. In a couple of minutes, after he’ll make you cum with his mouth and fingers and he’ll have you squirting all over his face and bedsheets, you’ll be thankful he didn’t take you seriously. You blurt out the weirdest shit when horny and desperate to cum, and maybe this is a kink you both have.

“I’m sorry I came super fast. It’s just— you took the dirty talk to a whole new level, babe,” he nuzzles your cheek, embarrassed about his performance.

You giggle, holding him closer. “I know, I wasn’t really paying attention to what I was saying… but I was right,” you smirk, “you do have a breeding kink.”

Felix hides his face in your neck, red in the face.

You leave soft kisses on the top of his head, toying with the ends of his hair.

“Yah! You do too…” he mumbles, feeling shy all of a sudden.

You stay like this for a few minutes, before you tap on his shoulder gently.

“Felix?”

“Hm?” He nuzzles your neck.

“I’m still horny…”

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Tantric sex

Tantric sex is about releasing sexual energies trapped by inherited and acquired conceptions from society and parents.

Thus Sex has become a Shame.

So Classic Sex has the seeds of Shame behind it, that's why man is in a hurry to reach the final result, the orgasm, as quickly as possible. Sex has become a service to provide pleasure through the ultimate prize.

Tantric sex is about experiencing pleasure in flow with the inner energy of the partners which may or may not involve intimate contact.

The tantra technique involves harmonizing the energies of the two partners so that they are a single system through which the fluid of love circulates freely.

In tantra, one does not run towards the intense denouement of orgasm, but synchronously experiences the Now moment by both partners through the total renunciation of the mental and the total abandonment in the sensory, passion, lived emotion.

Every touch, kiss, caress, hug shapes every Now moment with intense energy that hides behind a potential orgasm that accompanies you, but does not consume itself.

Partners experience a continuous orgasm without using up their energy through a unique discharge arc.

Shame sexually inhibits partners, tantra liberates them through energies that fluidize their lives. --Paraskiv Caesar

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