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I CAN JUST GIVE YOU THE LINK
silly phighting idea brought to you by me;
swap everyone’s gears.
shenanigans ensue
Ah! Lemons are fine? Jjdjsjdjdjdjd okie uhmm i dont know if you've done this im pretty new ^^ just looking for these cause im lonely af :'DD
Can i have one where reader is having their first time with karamatsu ^^ reader was prolonging this cause she's insecure that karamatsu might not like her body or smthn and karamatsu makes her feel special ^^
you can disregard these details if you want but uhhh i guess reader is in the receiving end and super vanilla and soft and uhh (god im so embarrassed this is my first time requesting one of these) and foreplay pls... IM SO SORRY THIS IS SO LONG JSJSJSJDKDJDJ but id be so happy if you did this
-sincerely, anon ^^
(im so embarrassed smsskksks)
ahh it's okay anon! this was request was really cute, i really enjoyed writing it! I hope you enjoy reading it too keke uwu thanks for requesting! <3
✧ Karamatsu - Warm
─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───
Karamatsu was always so warm. He radiated a specific kind of comfort that you had never felt from anyone else. It made you feel safe and secure, loved and cherished, and your heart would always beat frantically in your chest when he pulled you closer to his.
Just as he was doing now.
You whimpered softly as his lips danced across your neck, brushing over your more sensitive skin and latching on to you. His right hand tangled itself into your hair, tilting your head back to allow him more access whilst his left arm wrapped itself around your waist. Your hips were pulled flush against his, the friction sending shivers up your spine.
He whispered your name against your skin, and the need to hold you tighter was becoming overwhelming. You couldn't hold back the soft moan that escaped your lips when he suddenly bit down onto your neck, lavishing you with heated kisses.
Karamatsu finally pulled away, staring down at his work. The little love bites he had scattered over your skin made his heart skip a beat, and you found yourself unable to look him in the eyes — not when they were so full of unbridled adoration and lust.
You felt his thumb brush over your burning cheek, gently coaxing you to open your eyes. When you did, slowly cracking them open bit by bit, you found him to be smiling warmly down at you, his own cheeks ablaze.
"Do you want to continue, my love?"
That voice. So beautiful, so delicate, just a few words were enough to make your knees tremble ever so slightly. You nodded slowly, allowing him to lead you over to the your bed waiting behind you. He lay you down with utmost care, straddling your hips as he hovered over your nervous form.
Your chewed at your lip as a hand wholly cupped your cheek. His thumb ran itself over your lower lip, slightly swollen from the heavy kisses he had mercilessly smothered you with.
"My darling..." he breathed, and you swore your heart was ready to explode. "If you would allow me to, I want to see more of you."
You cast your gaze to the side. You wanted to move forward with him, you wanted to become closer with him in every way you possibly could, but you felt as if he would just be... disappointed.
"Look at me, [Y/N]," he requested a second time, as if reading your thoughts. Once you met his eyes, you couldn't look away.
"You're so beautiful, [Y/N]. I truly can't get enough of you," he placed a chaste kiss over your lips, "Let me prove to you just how breathtaking you are."
Another kiss was laid onto you, and you were at his mercy. The sensual movement of his lips brought forth whines and muffled moans from the back of your throat, your body heating up to the point where you felt dizzy from the attention.
Karamatsu's hands shifted from your face to your waist, dipping under the hem of your shirt to caress your stomach. You stiffened slightly, mind focusing on the way he dragged his fingertips with a feather light touch over your skin, rising higher and higher until they had settled under the bump of your bra.
He leaned away, eyes seeking your approval as he tugged on your shirt, and you merely nodded with eyes squeezed shut as he lifted the material over your head. There was a moment of silence, and your worst fears rose to the top of your throat in sickening waves, until you heard him sigh.
"Just as I thought..." he mumbled heatedly, "You're sculptured like an angel."
The quick unclasping of your bra surprised you, as well as the hot mouth that suddenly enveloped your breast. You gasped, back arching into him further as he nipped and suckled on your sensitive nipple, the other breast being massaged in his larger, calloused hand.
"Kara..." was the only word that fell from your mouth, desperate and wanting as your hips instinctively bucked up against his own. He hissed around you, and he pushed back into you just as needy.
You could hear him continue to mumble against you, each kiss to your mound followed by words of praise. He was too much, but all you could think about was for him to keep going.
After he had thoroughly lavished your breasts, making sure to leave a bit of himself behind on your blank skin, he shuffled down further, burning a trail down your abdomen until he reached the hem of your pants. Slowly, you allowed your legs to spread wider for him as he carefully pulled down the clothing, marvelling at your quivering thighs.
The damp spot that was clearly seen on your panties was already driving Karamatsu wild, and he couldn't help but brush his finger over your clothed sex. He rubbed and teased you, drawing out those lovely moans and quiet begs for more until even he couldn't take it any longer — his mind was begging him to go in and have a taste.
He hooked his fingers over the edge of your panties, looking you in the eyes as he pulled it down over the crook of your knees and off each leg, dropping it over the side of the bed. You held your breath in anticipation as he lowered his head down, cool air fanning over your exposed pussy before it was covered in an indescribable heat.
You were so wet, you realised, and Karamatsu couldn't hold himself back any longer, thoroughly eating you out and licking broad stripes over your entrance before slipping his tongue inside. He held your thighs far apart, fingers digging into your skin as they shook violently. Your hands weaved themselves into his hair, tugging at his soft tresses.
The taste of you on his tongue aroused Karamatsu beyond belief, and he could feel his cock throb in his tight jeans as your walls tightened around his tongue.
"K-Karamatsu...!" You called through stuttering breaths, head tossing back onto the pillow beneath you. "Wait..! I'm gonna...!"
You could feel the coil in the pit of your stomach begin to tighten, but you feared you would finish too soon. Karamatsu paused, albeit reluctantly, and removed his tongue from you with a loud smack, his mouth and chin glistening with your juices.
You felt yourself relax a little, legs finally collapsing onto the bed as you peered up at your boyfriend, who was busy removing his signature hoodie to reveal his surprisingly firm chest. Your eyes followed his every movement as his hands hurriedly unbuckled the belt wrapped around his waist, pushing down his jeans and boxers.
The sight of his hardened cock, swollen and dripping with precum, stirred the fire in your belly, and you found yourself unable to tear your gaze away once more as he positioned himself between your legs. You bit your lip when his tip prodded against your entrance, your hands intertwining with his own.
He kissed you deeply as he pushed himself into you, inch by inch, stretching your walls. You cried out into the kiss as his length became fully sheathed inside of you. With your waists pressed against one other, he gave you a moment to adjust to his size, peppering kisses over your cheeks and murmuring deep words into your ears. Once you were ready, you wrapped your legs around him, keeping him close to you.
You shivered as he began to move, pulling out and then pushing back in, seemingly reaching deeper into you with every thrust. The twinge of pain you had initially felt melted into delicious and pleasant waves of pleasure that rolled over your body. You could feel every bump of his veins brush against your slippery walls, the lewd noise of your skin slapping together turning you on further.
The coil that had been building up inside you before had returned, tight and ready to burst as your body rocked back and forth. You slid your arms around Karamatsu's broad shoulders, burying your face into the crook of his neck as you moaned and called for more, for him to make you his.
He clutched onto you as your drenched cunnie suddenly constricted around him, holding his dick in a vice-like-grip as you came, drenching his length with your wetness. The tightness of your hot walls made his pace falter, quickly picking it back up as he chased his own orgasm, fucking you through your twitching spasms.
The overstimulation made your eyes water, but it all soon came to an end as he harshly bit into your shoulder, muffling his high pitched whines whilst his cum coated your walls, cascading into you in thick volumes.
He became still, panting heavily along with you, until he carefully pulled out his softening rod, collapsing onto the space beside you and pulling you close to his chest. You snuggled into him, finding yourself glad to hear his heartbeat thundering as loud and as fast as your own.
The soothing circles he rubbed into your back was enough to bring you to sleep, your smaller form safely cocooned in his embrace. All you could hear was his soft words as you drifted off, telling you how beautiful you were, and how he loved you so much, until everything faded into a peaceful white noise, your eyes falling shut as you slept with a small smile on your face.
could you write something about your first kisses with the bachelor/ettes? I feel like you're the only blog who characterizes them well ugh
Hey, anon. Sorry for disappearing on you, that’s my bad. I hope this is worth the wait.
Honestly, I try not to look at a lot of other stardew blogs because someone else’s opinion of a character can pretty heavily influence my own interpretations—however—Jo, Beets, Snail and Bom are all great, and I can’t recommend them enough. (Minors do not follow/interact with Jo or Beets, and Bom and Snail don’t want any kiddos interacting with their NSFW stuff, so don’t do that either. Be nice and respect everyone's boundaries.) But besides them, I’ve got nothing. Maybe some good samaritans will drop a few more users in the notes for you? But as always I appreciate the love, anon.
There’s cursing (my fault), a little bit of dialogue, and some suggestive moments (also my fault), but it isn't bad so I’ll settle with a “Minors Proceed With Extreme Caution” warning. I know that some of the bachelors have a proper kiss in their heart events, but I like my ideas more so we’re gonna ignore those lmfao.
Sam
Out of all of the bachelors, he’s the most nervous
Which is ironic, given the “jump-head-first-into-things-with-no-care-for-my-personal-safety” vibe he’s got going on, but whatever
He refuses to touch you, at first—but not because he doesn’t want to
Sam is an extremely tactile person, so of course he wants to touch you—but he also knows he can be a bit much sometimes, and he doesn’t want to chase you off with his greed or his enthusiasm
So he goes for soft, gentle, and perfectly pliant under your touch as you pull him in
It’s honestly a little jarring, because he seems the type to get desperate (true) and not be able to control himself (also very true)
But this boy is exercising an immense amount of self control to not jump headfirst into getting heavy and fast and yanking on clothes too hard
He does a good job keeping himself contained atta boy, buddy
He thought that once he’d finally gotten a taste of you, maybe he’d finally be able to think about literally anything else
Unfortunately, he would be incorrect
And now that he has experienced it, he’s overwhelmed and dizzy with his want
He keeps his eyes closed and basks in it for at least five seconds after you pull away
He is absolutely heaving, wrecked just from the tiniest chaste press of your lips against his
He’s been waiting for you to do that for weeks
His eyes flutter open slowly, and then his gaze flicks up to you
Licks his lips as he tracks his eyes down your torso and back up
His palm is warm against the back of your neck as he pulls you down for seconds
And yeah, this is more like how you thought it’d be
Does not stop pulling you against him, even though you physically couldn’t get any closer if you tried
Your shirt gets rucked up to your waist untintentionally, because he keeps gripping you and yanking you closer
But the moment he feels your bare skin against his palms, he’s flinging himself backward
Blinks up at you with bright pink cheeks and his hands twitching against your waist
Swallows hard and clenches his jaw
He knows he should let go but he really doesn’t want to
If you lean back in, he drags his hands up slowly, and traces the line of your spine with his fingertips
I’ll stop there lol
Seb
This boy. Jesus.
He’s got next to no experience, let’s just get that out of the way now
Is immediately overwhelmed, even before you kiss him
Just the feeling of your palms warm on his jaw as you angle him just so is enough to have him trembling
Stares at your lips through half-lidded eyes until you finally finish closing the distance
Shivers at the slightest brush of your lips against his
He gasps high and can’t even find it in himself to be embarrassed by it
Grabs onto your hips for dear life
He is immensely glad that you decided to kiss him while he was leaning on his bike, because otherwise he would have collapsed at your feet he might collapse anyway
Lord help him if you try to deepen the kiss though
If you do, he might actually pass out
Similarly to Sam, he’s going to get desperate after a minute, but he’ll hold himself back
He’ll have way less success with it than Sam, though
Sebastian definitely holds you a little too tight, and doesn’t give you enough space or time to breathe between kisses
Even if you don’t touch him beyond holding his face, when you pull away, he looks absolutely debauched
Like you could’ve sworn your hands were never in his hair but somehow it’s still ruffled?
Nevermind his hoodie sitting askew on his shoulders and giving a considerable peak at his collarbones
Honestly you don’t know how he managed to do all that, but don’t bother asking him because he is not able to think straight at all
His eyes are hardly open, blinking slowly and zoned absolutely the fuck out while he tries to catch his breath
Homeboy is straight up panting
“Breathe, Seb.”
Whines out a “no” all petulantly, pulls you flush against his chest, and dives in again
Alex
Homeboy spent weeks fantasizing about kissing you before he finally worked up the courage
He wants your first kiss to be special, like something straight off the movie screen
But he’s constantly second guessing himself, convinced that no moment is perfect enough to cut it
He’s hoping that the moment will come when you’re on a date or something, and he’s planning romantic shit left and right with the hopes that something will click and that’ll be it
He’s dropping you off at home after another date, and another failed attempt
He walks down your porch and turns around briefly to make sure you get inside safely
You’re watching him go, a knowing smile on your face as you reach for the handle
“Goodnight, Alex. Get home safe.”
You lick your lips, and turn to go inside
That’s what does it. Because of course it is.
The urge, the determination, the sudden desire thick and pooling in his chest that he’s never felt before—he knows without a doubt that if he doesn’t kiss you right now, he’s going to cry
Fuck perfection, fuck the moment, he just wants to kiss you
Practically stomps up your front steps, breath heaving in his chest as he reaches out and pulls you right against him with a hand on your jaw
Angling you just so, and leaning in to seal your lips together
He breathes a sigh of relief
Finally.
Something like satisfaction settles in his chest, warm like honey dripping into a mug of tea
His touch is firm on your jaw, keeping you perfectly angled for him to kiss you how he wants
You hold onto his arms for dear life, anchoring yourself to him as he kisses you so eagerly that your back actually hits your front door
It doesn’t hurt, but that makes you gasp into his mouth, and oof that sound is dangerous for his sanity
Isn’t really rough about it, but he is firm
Hisses a curse or two between kisses, licks his lips a lot because he can’t get enough
Bringing your hands up around his shoulders, you tangle your fingertips in the short cropped hair on his nape
You run your fingernails over his skin lightly, and he shivers hard
Practically pins you against the door in his effort to get closer
He accidentally presses too close, and the tiniest noise rumbles against his lips from the back of your throat
He knows what that sound means immediately, and alarm bells go off in his head
Tears himself away from you and pants for breath
Drops his forehead against your shoulder and props himself up against the door instead of holding you
“Alex?”
God, your voice is all hoarse from kissing him and it’s putting dangerous thoughts in his head
“I should go home. Before I…”
You agree, but he doesn’t move away
Your eyes flick down to his lips for a split second, and that’s enough
Just one more, he tells himself, and then you’re swapping the air in your lungs again
With one hand spread against the mahogany and the other gripping your hip, he gives you a few more than just the one
Elliott
Same dilemma as Alex
Wants it to be special, dramatic, memorable, heart-stopping, all the things
And he tries
He tries so hard
And it almost works.
God dammit, his picnic by the pond next to Marnie’s almost works
The moment is perfect, you’re smiling up at him with the breeze blowing in your hair and the sun in your smile
Until the sun is suddenly gone and the wind picks up into a howl
In almost no time at all a storm cracks the sky open and you two get absolutely drenched
You run to your farmhouse, practically soaked through as you make it to the safety of your porch awning
The picnic is ruined, and he’s super disappointed because he was so close
Then he looks at you, and he’s never seen such a beautiful sight
Hair glued to your face from the rain, with a wild grin on your face and your laughter chiming like bells in his ears
He drops the picnic blanket heavy with rain water across the top of your porch bench to dry, and sets the basket down
He needs his hands free if he wants to do this right
He’s stepping towards you, shivering from the rain sticking to his skin
And we all know Elliott is a romantic at heart
Wipes the rain off your cheeks as best he can, all while he smiles softly at you
“May I kiss you?”
You nod quickly, immediately hooking your hands on the lapels of his jacket and hanging on
Kisses you gentle and slow
Cradles the back of your head and neck like you’re made of glass
It isn’t a particularly long kiss—maybe a few seconds at most
Breathes quietly against your lips when you part
Looks at you for a few long moments with all the love in his heart, and doesn’t plan on kissing you twice until you’re glancing at his lips again
Elliott brings his hands to your shoulder blades and presses you close to his chest
But he can’t get close enough
Drags his hands down to your waist and grips you tight
You squeak against his mouth when he does, and that’s when he loses his composure
Starts kissing you a little more firmly, tries deepening the kiss a bit
Shivers and gasps when your fingers tangle into his hair, still stringy and wet from the rain
And he doesn’t stop shivering
You pull away, feeling his shoulders shaking uncontrollably, and then you giggle because his teeth have started chattering
“Cold?”
“Extremely.”
You invite him inside to dry off and warm up
He may or may not kiss you again.
Shane
You’d think your first kiss would be nervous and awkward—no.
Shane holds himself back for at least a few weeks into your relationship, worried out of his mind that one wrong move is gonna shatter everything for you two
So once he’s confident and knows for certain that he’s what you want,
He’s not holding back for shit
Homeboy physically can’t stand the tension anymore anyway, especially with how often he catches you staring at him—at his lips
Pulls you in by the back of your neck and keeps his hand there to hold you close
Even when he pulls away to let you catch your breath, it’s barely enough because you’re still gasping into each other’s mouths
He literally does not let you go more than an inch or two
Your lips are 100% flushed and tingling from how much he nips at them
His other hand is firm on your waist and he does not let you go unless you ask him to
Struggles to choose between looking into your eyes or staring at your lips any time you part
So he does both
His hair is usually a little scruffy looking, but something about a kiss like that has him looking particularly disheveled
Shiny pink lips, bruised and angry red from how hard he’s pressing into you
Eyebrows pinched together and it almost makes him look angry
His hoodie is probably pulling at his shoulders a bit because somehow you managed to push it down his arms
Presses his thumb against the pulse point beneath your jaw, just to make sure he’s not the only one who’s losing it
And he struggles to keep it together when he feels your heart thumping wildly in your throat
Recognizes which direction you’re both going and starts switching to chaste pecks
Rests his forehead against yours as you both calm back down
Gets a little teary while looking at you, and huffs a wet laugh too
He’s so happy with you, and doesn’t know how he got so lucky
Harvey
Softest fucking kiss you’ve ever been given in your entire life
Your noses bump together a little before he’s diving in close
Holds you so delicately, because you’re so precious to him
Gives you a few test pecks before he actually goes for it, and breathes in heavily through his nose when he does
It’s the kind of kiss that has you pulling on each other to get as close as possible
He holds the back of your neck like Shane, but he’s much more gentle about it
Will let you pull away however many times you want, but chases after you every time
His eyes are all hazy and he physically cannot stop looking at your mouth
With one hand on your waist, Harvey will dip his thumb under the hem of your shirt and rub back and forth over your skin
You’ve never seen him as focused as he is when he’s kissing you
Doesn’t move to take the kiss deeper, and doesn’t use tongue—but he doesn’t need to
Just the insistent press of lips is enough to get his point across
If his glasses get pushed up or clink against your face, he’ll pull back to take them off and set them down
The tension is kind of overwhelming
Every time he tries to restrain himself or exhibit self control, it only takes one look at your big eyes blinking at him with a flush on your cheeks and he’s getting right back up in your business
You’ve never heard him curse so openly before, but trying to control himself is nearing painful
Dives in, pauses a centimeter away, swears viciously because he’s failing miserably at controlling himself, and then he’s giving up entirely
Couldn’t resist you even if he wanted to
You’ll have to be the one to put an end to it because Harvey cannot
Don’t call his name while he’s like this though because then he won’t give you a moment to speak again