Knig NSFW Blurb

König NSFW Blurb

18+ Minors DNI!! Contains sexual content

CW: fingering, overstim, oral, gender neutral terms, non descriptive lower regions, begging, König is pleasure drunk (just how I like him)

Desperate moans, delirious deep grunts and hums and the tussling of sheets could be heard outside the door, the room that you and König shared. Inside the room, you laid on your back with a pillow between you and the wrinkled bedsheets to lift your lower half just enough to be devoured. In between your spread legs was the mountain of a man himself, wearing a plain black balaclava instead of his usual loose mask. The balaclava was lifted over his nose, giving his mouth free roam over your sensitive lower half.

Your hand gripped the back of his mask, shaky breathes and quiet moans leaving your swollen from kisses lips. Fresh hickeys and bite marks decorating both you and your boyfriend, showing the love making not so far in the past. König’s hands wrapped over your thighs to keep them open, placing the occasional loving kiss and soft love bite. With the noises your boyfriend was making, you’d think he was the one being pleasured tonight; but to König, your pleasure is his, even egging him on as to gently rock his own hips from how pleasure drunk he as getting.

An orgasm soon ripped through your body, your legs trying to close but failed as your boyfriend continued to hold them open, licking and cleaning your juices up like a starved man. He gave you a moment, then took one of his hands, gently rubbing your extra sensitive spot in circled with his middle and pointer finger. The giant man looked up at you with pleading puppy dog eyes, drool and juices dripping down the lower half of his face, completely breathless he says, “Please, please maus…one more time for me? Please just one? So köstlich(so delicious) I..I can’t get enough.” He then inserted the two fingers inside your hole, licking you up once more while he spoke, making your moans higher pitched and breathes more broken. “I need one more mein engel(my angel)..please? Please? Please baby can I please? One more I promise I’ll make you f..feel…scheiße..feel so good, just let me, please? Maus?”

Headcanons call of duty boys

Them reacting to: -"I'm a virgin/it's my first time"

Alejandro, Soap, Ghost.

!repost!, tumblr deleted my last post but I will repost later

Author's Notes: Hi I would like to apologize for the last post, as I said English is not my native language so sometimes I use a translator that ends up messing up the words and their meanings, I promise to study more and write more posts of really good quality.

• Alejandro: He would be quite surprised, but "proud" (if we can put it that way), he would have a canine smile on his lips as he heard that you were a virgin and had never done it with anyone, he would even be a little perverted asked if you fingered yourself while you guys two were dating soon getting a pillow right in the face and laughing at the situation. "-Mi amor, you know you don't have to be afraid or afraid I'll take care of you I love you... I promise." The man spoke as he kissed her neck then sank into the bed.

• Soap, Johnny: Creeped out. Very scared. But possessive. I believe that Johnny is also a virgin (not for lack of option or opportunity, but by choice, the big boy didn't want to do with anyone choosing to wait for you) and it would be the first time for both, the conversation of you two would be summarized in Soap waving his hands nervously and trying to focus anywhere but you, then jumping in surprise when he feels you touch his thigh making both of them laugh, breaking the mood between the two of them. He would nervously admit that he never did either and he would find himself thinking about you and revealing his deepest fantasies face to face with you, then feeling your dick squirming in his pants and throwing you on the bed (really get ready this man is going to be very possessive of you).

•Ghost, Simon Riley: Have you ever seen the size of that man? Exactly. Down there is the same dimension. Ghost would work your pussy with his fingers, digging in the ring finger and then one more leaving you a little more relaxed to fuck his cock, he would also want you to suck him so much to help lubricate so much to kill his urge to hit his cock in your face while watching you desperately wanting more and more. The perfect scenario would be on a rainy day when the two of you are in bed together, and don't even think he's going to take his mask off he feels even more dominating with it. For his first time he would go very slow not wanting to hurt (too much) you, but if you can last one more be prepared not to walk for two weeks in a row. Ghost is more audible he would just grunt in your ear, he wants to hear you when he shoves his cock hard into you. (And for sure this big guy was going to come inside you and then put two fingers in so he wouldn't let the fuck out.)

N S F W ♡

• Alejandro: One of the sweetest on the list, he really works on her pussy, he strives for his first time to be memorable and romantic, with some jazz in the background, and some wine and candles by the dark room, a silk sheet pure was spread across the bed. In the act Alejandro would suck you and he would come in the process even without touching your dick and right after sex he would carry you to the bathroom and bathe you and stay cuddled until your love sleeps in your arms.

• Soap, Johnny : He moans like a bitch ( sorry I really had to say ) our boy Johnny would be much more rushed the first time, even being a little rude at times because in addition to his orgasm he wants to free himself too. The perfect scenario for him would be a Friday afternoon with both of you off at his place and a sunset in the background, having you doing 69 with him and him giving himself fully to your mouth on his dick while he loses focus and stops sucking yours. pussy and fucking her mouth with his hips, then apologizing between sly moans and going back to sucking her entrance. The sex would be rougher once you got used to his size having the right to pull your hair while smacking your ass. He would take care of you, but he would be exhausted and the two of you would just pass out from sleeping together.

• Ghost, Simon Riley: Have you ever seen the size of that man? Exactly. Down there is the same dimension. Ghost would work your pussy with his fingers, digging in the ring finger and then one more leaving you a little more relaxed to fuck his cock, he would also want you to suck him so much to help lubricate so much to kill his urge to hit his cock in your face while watching you desperately wanting more and more. The perfect scenario would be on a rainy day when the two of you are in bed together, and don't even think he's going to take his mask off he feels even more dominating with it. For his first time he would go very slow not wanting to hurt (too much) you, but if you can last one more be prepared not to walk for two weeks in a row. Ghost is more audible he would just grunt in your ear, he wants to hear you when he shoves his cock hard into you. (And for sure this big guy was going to come inside you and then put two fingers in so he wouldn't let the fuck out.)

OPLA fan cast polls - Oscar Isaac as Sir Crocodile

Propaganda:

His twitter oh my 😩😩 i my husband is so hot 🥵 papi I love your twitter 🫶🏻

love on the brain [simon 'ghost' riley x f!reader]

▸pairing: simon 'ghost' riley x f!reader ▸words: 3,362 ▸warnings: illness, lovesick ghost, kissing, making out, simon makes up his own little game of hide and seek, the balaclava stays on ▸summary: simon doesn't do feelings... until he does.

▸a/n: i just wanna kiss him.

⋆masterlist⋆

Ghosts had secrets. Plenty of them. Hell, even his face was a secret. But there was one that he considered his deepest.

He was in love.

You would never guess it by looking at him; he had his mask to thank for that. His self-consciousness stopped him from saying many words to anyone outside of a mission. And just being around you made him feel like all the wrong words would come out.

He wasn’t much of a romantic and couldn’t even remember the last time he was in a relationship. What was he even supposed to say to you?

“Hey, Lt.” Your voice was like music to his ears.

“Evenin’,” he said gruffly.

“What are you doing out here in the rain?” you asked.

“I could ask you the same thing.” His palms were sweaty, and he was happy you couldn’t see them.

You shrugged. “I guess I just like the rain.”

“Yeah, so do I. Helps me clear my mind,” he said.

“Am I bothering you, sir?” you asked, worry filling your tone.

“Not at all. I’m actually surprised you found me.” There were all sorts of places he went to be alone, and no one knew about them.

No one except for you.

“I promise I won’t tell anyone else about your hiding place,” you said, and he believed you.

“How did you find me?” he asked.

“I have no idea. Maybe fate brought me here.” You looked out at the view in front of you. He looked at you, heart beating faster.

“Bollocks,” he scoffed. “You actually believe in that?”

“We gotta believe in something, sir.”

He hated that you called him sir. It reminded him that he was your superior and his feelings for you were beyond inappropriate.

“You can call me Simon, you know,” he said.

“Simon,” you said quietly, to hear how it rolled off your tongue. You smiled at him. “It’s a lovely name.”

“It’s not,” he said, “But thank you.”

“Do you ever let anyone compliment you?” you asked.

“What do you mean?”

“It’s just…whenever I say something nice about you, you find a way to downplay it,” you said.

He felt like such an idiot. He was hurting you and didn’t even know it.

“I’m sorry. I’m not used to it,” he confessed. “I’m sorry if I…made you feel bad.”

“You didn’t. I do the same thing. I guess it’s my way of deflecting. Sometimes my self-esteem makes it hard for me to take a compliment.” Your smile began to fade, and Ghost couldn’t have that.

“We should get inside before we both get sick,” he said, and it seemed like he was ready to end the conversation.

“You’re right. You came here to be alone, and here I am bothering you….” you sighed.

“No! I mean…that’s not what I meant. You don’t have to go,” he said.

Please don’t go. Please don’t go. Please don’t go.

The smile was back on your face. “Okay then. What should we talk about?”

Simon was still thinking about that night even as he lay in bed with a fever, runny nose, and cough. He was able to convince himself to stay in bed and rest, which wasn’t easy for him.

He nearly groaned when he heard the knock on his door. He put his balaclava on quickly and walked to the door.

“This better be bloody important,” he said, swinging the door open.

“Hey, sir…I mean, Simon.” You looked up at him and noticed something was wrong right away.

“Y-You…what are you doing here?” he asked in a raspier voice than his usual one.

“You too, huh?” you asked, and he tilted his head. “Sick?”

“Yeah. What brings you here?”

“I…uh…you know what? I don’t even know. It’s like my feet just brought me here on their own.” You gave him a smile that broke through his tough exterior and wrapped around his heart.

“Dunno if you wanna come in here with me bein’ sick and all.”

“I’ll leave you to rest. I need to do the same myself. Lots of fluids, sir,” you told him.

“Simon,” he sighed.

“Sorry. Simon.” You stood there and looked at him for a while. “Feel better soon.”

“You too, love.” He closed his eyes and cursed inwardly at the slip-up. If you heard him, you didn’t make it known.

A few days later, Simon was back to his usual self, and you were trying to be. As he made his way to your room, he rehearsed precisely what he would say.

Isn’t all this supposed to come naturally? He thought. Yeah, when you’re not head over heels in love with the other person.

He knocked on your door and tried to stand as naturally as possible before you opened it.

Your face lit up as soon as you saw him. “Simon! Hey.” You rested your head against the door.

“How’re you feelin’?” he asked.

“Eh, could be better,” you admitted.

“Is there anything I can do?” He put his hands on either side of the doorframe and leaned in.

“You’re sweet, Lt. I’ll be fine, though.” You didn’t need this man doing anything else to make you fall even more in love with him.

“Oh…” He was disappointed, to say the least.

“Actually,” you started, and he stood up straight again. “Would you mind bringing me some tea? You’ve made some for me before, and it was fantastic.”

You like his tea.

You like his tea.

It was a silly thing to gush over, but he felt his face getting warm.

“I can do that for you,” he said. He turned and walked away.

“Hey, Simon!” you called out, and he turned to look at you. “Thanks.”

“What do you need two cups of tea for?” Soap asked. “Still not feelin’ well, Lt?”

“Nah, I’m fine,” he said. “This is for—” He froze, and a knowing smile spread over Johnny’s face.

“Ah, I see.” He smiled smugly.

Simon sighed and walked off. He hoped the tea would still be hot enough by the time he got to you.

You were dozing off when he knocked on your door. You stood excitedly and walked to the door to open it.

“Tea,” he offered, and you took a cup.

“I would ask you to come in, but I’m probably still contagious.”

“I’ll come in if you like. I don’t mind,” he told you, hoping you’d let him stay.

“Okay, come on in.” You closed the door behind him and hugged yourself as you walked over to the sofa and tried tidying it up.

“What are you doin’?” he asked.

“Cleaning up,” you said.

“You don’t have to do that. You’re not feeling well,” he pointed out.

“I know, but….”

“Don’t,” he said, nearly reaching out to touch your hand. “Sit and drink your tea.”

“Sir,” you said playfully before sitting down.

He stood in the middle of the room awkwardly. “How’s the tea?” he asked.

“It’s perfect. You make it?”

“I did, yeah.”

“You can sit down.” You pointed to one of the chairs. You doubted he wanted to sit on the same couch as you.

But he walked over slowly and sat beside you. You looked over at him and smiled.

“What?”

“I wasn’t expecting you to sit so close.”

“Why not?” he asked, turning to you.

“Well, no offense, but you like to be alone…you don’t seem to like getting too close to anyone,” you said. You hoped you hadn’t said too much or overstepped a boundary.

“I don’t,” he started, “But I make exceptions now and again.”

“And I’m an exception? Wow, I feel special,” you said before taking another sip of tea.

“You are special,” he said. He took a sip of his tea casually. “Look, I have to tell you something, and I don’t want you to say anything until I finish. Just listen.”

“Okay, I’m listening.”

“When I say you’re special, I mean it. I…feel something whenever I …look at you. To be honest, I’m not sure how to manage this,” he confessed. “I want to protect you; I don’t want anything or anyone to hurt you…ever.” He looked at you when he said that.

“Simon…”

“Not done. I think I’m in love with you, and I’m not quite sure what to do about it,” he finished. “You can say something now.”

“In love?” you asked, and he nodded.

“Yeah. Is that…bad?” he wondered.

“Why would it be bad, Simon?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know anything about it.”

“You do. I think your mind is so full of a sense of duty that it’s hard to focus on anything else.”

“You may be right,” he admitted.

“I am right,” you said with a smirk.

“You see…when you look at me like that….”

“And when you look at me, Lieutenant...”

“What?” he asked.

“I love your eyes,” you told him. “There’s something in them that makes me feel safe.”

“What are you sayin’, love?”

“I’m saying I’m pretty much in love with you, too. Tea’s getting cold, Lieutenant.”

“Fuck the tea. What did you say?”

“I’m in love with you, Lieutenant. I know it’s wrong, and I know you’ll go on about how wrong it is, but—”

“The rules don’t matter. I’d break every single one if it meant you’d be mine,” he said.

“If I weren’t sick right now, I’d kiss you.”

He looked down at your lips. “Save it for me, hm?”

“I don’t think you understand just how…hot that is.”

“Hot?”

“Yeah, like…sexy,” you said shyly. “Your voice, eyes….” You were leaning in closer to him without even realizing it.

“Anything else?” he asked, ending up in his own daze.

“Um…you…you…Simon…”

“Yeah?”

“I’d like to kiss you, but….”

“You’re sick, I know. I can wait,” he said.

“You can, but I don’t know if I can.”

He chuckled. “You’re impatient.”

You laughed. “You’re always saying that about me.”

He leaned in even closer. “Drink your tea, love.”

“Wow, Lieutenant, you’re a tease, I see.” You took a sip of tea.

“Pardon?”

“A tease, sir. You’re a tease,” you repeated.

“I haven’t done anything…yet,” he said quietly.

You pointed at him. “See? Tease!”

“I ain’t trying to be.”

“You don’t have to try, Lieutenant.” You both sat in silence for a while.

“I want you to call me Simon,” he told you. “I don’t want to be sir or lieutenant around you. I want to be me. I want to be Simon. Just Simon.”

“Okay, Simon.”

“You told her! Yes!” Soap shouted.

“Fuckin’ hell, Johnny…” Ghost murmured. “Any louder, the whole base will hear you.”

“Sorry, just happy for you, mate. It’s about time, Lt.”

“Yeah, but…not much has happened yet. We’ve, uh, we’ve drank some tea together,” he told Soap.

“That’s it?” Soap asked.

“She was sick, Johnny. Besides, I’m a patient man,” he said. Soap cocked an eyebrow. “What?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“She’s better now, so…I’m thinkin’ about taking her for a proper date, but….” His words trailed off.

“But?”

“I don’t know what…I mean, it’s been a long time since I’ve been out on a date.” He was trying his hardest to avoid what he really wanted to say.

“Are you askin’ for my help, Lt.?”

“Don’t let it get to your head,” he said, rolling his eyes.

“Lt., she’s already head over heels for you. There ain’t much more you have to do. I mean…you do know how to kiss, right?” Soap asked, and Ghost threw him a glare.

“Of course, I know how to kiss….”

“If you need practice….” Soap puckered his lips, and Ghost was about to slap him over the head when you walked in.

“Am I interrupting?” you asked, smiling brightly.

“Yeah, I was about to kick Johnny’s ass,” Ghost said.

“Oh, okay, well, I’ll ask this quickly then. Simon, would you like to see a movie with me?” you asked.

Both men froze. You couldn’t see the look on Simon’s face, but Soap was beaming. He looked at Simon and then nudged him.

“What he means to say is yes, lass.”

“Simon?” You wanted to hear it from him.

“A movie? Yeah. Sure.”

“Okay, great!” you said excitedly. “See you later.”

“Later…tonight?” he asked.

“Yeah. Is that okay?” You looked at him.

“Yeah. Are we going off base or what?”

“Yup, if it’s okay, sir.”

“It’s fine. Time?”

You looked at your watch. “1900 hours?”

“Sounds good to me,” he said. You nodded and walked out.

“Guess it’s time for a crash course,” Soap said.

He walked downstairs, and there you were, waiting for him. You turned to him and smiled.

“Punctual,” you said.

“Always, love.”

You moved closer and wrapped your arms around him. “Thanks for this.”

“What? Did you think I was going to say no?” he asked.

You shrugged. “You could have.”

“Listen, I’ve been through some of the hardest situations, but saying no to you would be the hardest thing I’d ever have to do.”

You looked up at him. “Do you know how badly I want to kiss you right now?”

“Save it for the end of the date, hm?” He tapped your chin gently, and you nearly sighed aloud.

“I’ll try,” you said.

“Are you going to ambush me with kisses or something?” he asked.

“Don’t put it past me, Simon.”

As you got into the car, you could only think about kissing him.

The date went off without a hitch. Simon was a gentleman—you weren’t expecting anything less—and you behaved yourself.

The tension in the car was palpable as he drove back to the base. The tension in the elevator seemed to grow even stronger. You watched the numbers change—2, 3, 4—Simon is on the fourth floor.

The elevator dinged, and the door opened. He walked toward the opened doors, and you thought he was going to step off the elevator without saying a word, but suddenly you felt a firm grip on your wrist, and then he was pulling you along with him.

He moved so quickly for such a big man. You looked up at him as he guided you through the hallways, turning here and there before finally stopping in front of a door.

You were both slightly out of breath as he unlocked and opened the door. The lights were off, but Simon walked through the place as if he knew it by heart.

Of course, he did, you thought.

His room smelled clean as if you’d expect anything less from him. There was also a hint of his scent in the air. It was a scent that you could never quite place. Tea, for sure, but something else was there that was purely him. The man had his own musk.

“Come to me,” he said, voice cutting through the darkness. You went in the direction of his voice. “I’m here, love.” Wait, now it sounded as if it was coming from somewhere else.

“Are you moving?” you asked.

“You tell me,” he said, and you closed your eyes. “Over here…”

You whipped your head around. “Simon…”

“Yes?”

You kept your footsteps light and your ears open like he always told you. You listened for any change in the air. Humans radiated heat. Simon especially.

“Simon,” you whispered.

“Yes, love.” He was directly in front of you. You reached into the darkness and felt his broad chest in front of you.

“Good job, soldier,” he said with a hint of amusement. “Give me your hands.” Your eyes were adjusting now, and you could just see his hands. You placed yours in his.

He held them gently and moved them up until you felt the fabric of his balaclava.

“Go on,” he said. He dropped his hands and allowed you the honor of moving his balaclava. You felt your way, making sure not to lift it any higher than his nose. Even in the dark, he deserved to keep his secrets.

You felt around. He had a strong nose and lovely cheekbones. You felt a long, somewhat smooth line going from his cheek and over his lip, and you gasped.

“It’s all right,” he said, “Don’t hurt anymore.”

You could feel his warm puffs of breath on your hand, and you were tempted. You slowly moved your fingers to his jaw, which was covered in a sprinkling of newly growing hair.

Then you were touching his lips. They were soft and full. You felt them move and noticed that he had kissed your fingers.

“May I kiss you, Simon?”

“Thought you’d never ask,” he said. He met you halfway, and when your lips met, it felt as though the room lit up, but it was still dark. He stumbled back a bit, overcome by the feeling of your lips. Once he had his footing again, he deepened the kiss and walked you backward carefully.

Not once did you bump into anything or stumble until the backs of your knees hit a sofa. He guided you down carefully, putting a protective hand behind your head so that you wouldn’t land too hard.

“Kiss me again, Simon,” you breathed.

“Say it again,” he said lowly. He was right there—his nose touching yours.

“Kiss me again…Simon,” you whispered, and he did with a slight moan. He loved hearing you say his name.

The kiss became a little needier with tongue and teeth and a need to be closer. He pressed his body against yours, and you melded to him, wrapping yourself around him so that he wouldn’t move away.

He began kissing you teasingly—a peck here, a peck there—he wanted you to chase his lips. You whined, and you swear he chuckled.

“Don’t do that,” he said quietly before lowering his head, so his lips were against your neck. “Save those whines for another night.”

Those words were full of promise and a hint of lust that shot right between your legs. It was almost as if he knew because he swirled his hips against you. He was slotted perfectly between your legs, so you felt the friction in the perfect place when he moved his hips.

“You’re such a good kisser,” you moaned before he and his tongue swallowed up your words.

“I could kiss you for the rest of my life,” he admitted. “Give me your tongue.”

You stuck your tongue out, and he swirled his around yours before sucking it.

“Mm!”

He pulled off slowly. “Like that?” He didn’t give you a chance to answer—his lips were on yours in a flash.

You pulled away and kissed along his jaw. When you worked your way down to his neck, he shuddered. You continued along his neck, and he turned to give you access. You latched on just below his ear, and he pushed his hips between your legs hard.

“Like that?” you teased.

He was practically rutting against you now. “Hush,” he said before kissing you again.

You slid your hands down his body, and he pulled away from the kiss to stop you.

“Not tonight,” he breathed. He moved your hand to his face. “I just want to kiss you tonight.”

“Sounds perfect.”

He kissed both of your cheeks before moving to your lips. “I can’t remember the last time I kissed someone…like this,” he said.

“Me neither.”

“Is it okay?” he asked.

“Is what okay?”

“That I just want to kiss you,” he said, his lips brushing against yours.

“It’s more than okay,” you told him, giving him a quick kiss.

“You’re amazing,” he whispered, nuzzling your neck.

“So are you, Simon. Thanks for going out with me tonight.”

“You don’t have to thank me for that, love. It was my pleasure.” You could tell he was needy for more kisses because he kept giving you little kisses here and there.

You initiated the kiss this time, claiming his lips as your own.

Tonight was the night you realized that you never wanted to kiss anyone who wasn’t him.

Tonight was the night he realized that after all that time not kissing anyone—he was waiting for you, for the right one to kiss.

NSFW Alphabet - Alejandro Vargas

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

When Alejandro and you finish making love, his first response is to just hold you and smother you with warm kisses and kind words. He finds the period after sex to be really intimate and wants to fully grasp that time with you before you both need to get up and clean yourselves.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Alejandro finds pride in this hands, they're what get the job done (his work and your pleasure) and he likes to keep them clean and well manicured. For you, he has a deep appreciation for your thighs. When he's eating you out, he takes the time to suck on the skin in between your legs and leave marks on it.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)

When Alejandro cums, he cums a lot. It was a little intimidating the first time around making him cum but after that? Your goal during sex is to take him to his release and let him watch you taste his load.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Has a polaroid nude of you, you were both drunk and horny one time and so happened to have the camera on hand, you do have a matching polaroid of him nude as well. He's jacked off to it on missions.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Alejandro doesn't hide the fact he's had past partners, it lets him know that you know he's experienced and knows what to do to pleasure you. He can really drive a woman wild with how he is in bed.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

He's a back shots type of guy, he loves the feeling of how you grab back at his arms and break under his hold with the inability to do much, he feels he can get deeper into you this way too. But truly, it feeds into a more dominant side of him he likes to shy away with when he’s with you.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

It's a 50/50 for Alejandro, some days he goes straight into devouring you and has no time to do anything but get the both of you to your release. Other times, he wants to just lay there with you and do whatever, laugh and giggle from the silly moments to pure love making.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

He's a well groomed guy! He takes the time to keep himself clean and presentable to you. He also just can’t stand the feeling of feeling dirty more than he already needs to be while on the job.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He's very adoring and loving to you, his full attention and eyes on you, ready to serve you for whatever you may want. He's a bit cheesy and has even lit candles and poured rose petals around your shared bed to try and get it all fancy for you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

As the leader of Los Vaqueros, he's always attending to business and talks making his alone time rare or spent with you, meaning, he has almost no time to masturbate. He doesn't mind though, he knows you're always ready for him. 

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Alejandro loves blindfolding you. Watching your body squirm from the unexpectedness of his actions and how you sit there so defensively gives him a certain high he didn't know could be risen from him.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Your private quarters is where he mostly prefers to have sex, but he isn't afraid to have it in his office as well. The adrenaline it gives the two of you while you're gripping onto his shoulders and he holds you to fuck you is like no other.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Just looking at you is enough for him to want to jump on you, but the little sounds you make can drive his mind to wander and go crazy. He instantly thinks of him being able to make those sounds come out of you on his own record.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He could never share you with someone else. No threesomes or cucking, he can't take the idea of someone else pleasuring you when he’s fully capable.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

His preference is laid in receiving, only because he gets to watch you so much more clearly. The way your lips suck on his tip and your tongue drags on his length, he just becomes so weak and smitten with you.

P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Alejandro varies, his versatility is amazing ♡ Some nights its his soft thrusts that let you feel him completely and find yourself smiling and moaning ag while other times it’s gripping the bed sheets and screaming his name as he relentlessly pounds into you.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He’s not a fan of quickies, even if there’s only time for that he’ll just spend it doing something else intimate like passionately kissing you. Quickies just don’t seem fair to him.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Typically, it’s Alejandro who comes to you about wanting to try something new. He’s finds it exciting and to be pleasurable being able to share a first anything with you.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He puts a lot of passion into a round with you, so unfortunately he does end up getting tired after a couple of rounds! Doesn’t mean he doesn’t like the idea of being overstimulated by you though…

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

He finds them impractical, just like he doesn’t like sharing you with other people he doesn’t like sharing you with toys.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s not a teaser himself, but he likes being teased. If you send him a suggestive text or photo it’ll drive him wild.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Alejandro likes doin word vomit during sex. He’ll repeat his words like, “ give it to me, give it to me. “ or “ that’s it baby, cmon baby, yes baby. “ sometimes it feels like he’s louder than you!

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

He’s bought you lingerie once, a nice red set that made you look so delicate and sexy. When you stepped out from the bathroom with it on, he knew in that moment he was never gonna be so attracted to someone like this.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

His length is a little more than average and he’s the perfect thickness. Sometimes you catch a glimpse of the print of it through his pants and wonder how you let that thing pound itself into you nightly.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Alejandro’s extremely attracted to you in every way, if he could have it his way he’d fuck you all day, any where.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep a little after you do, simply because he loves watching you snuggle up to him and drift off in his arms. He loves how safe he can make you feel.