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Smooth Like Butter

Genre>> smutty and kinda angsty(?)

Synopsis>> fucking with the college fuckboy never ends well.

Warnings>> fuckboy!jungkook, lowkey fuckgirl!reader, pwp, a match made from hell, jungkook is an asshole, reader is a bigger asshole tho, fingering (f. receiving), oral sex (m&f receiving), spit kink(mild), face fucking (f. receiving), face sitting (m. receiving), choking, Dom!Jk, Sub!Reader, college!au, unprotected sex(don't do it), marking, slapping, hair pulling, breast play, cum eating, slight! cum play. VERY SLIGHT! Breeding kink (blink & you'll miss it type), orgasm denial, strong language, degradation, alcohol implied (both parties are able to consent) Not a happy ending (yet)

Word Count>> 3.8k

MINORS DNI!!!!

Masterlist.

You never were into the whole, "enemies to lovers" trope. You found it cliche and not to mention overrated. You always thought that if 2 people hated each other- genuinely there'd be no sexual tension and claiming you hate someone just because you wanted to fuck them was childish to you. That's why you always found declaring enemies useless. Oh.. but there was one guy that came awfully close to sheathing that word on your behalf; Jeon Jungkook. The biggest fuckboy on campus. Granted, you were kind of a fuckgirl yourself, but unlike that guy you had standards.

You were in mathematics class doodling on the sides of your worksheet when you heard your name called by your teacher, "Y/n," you looked up at Professor Kim. "Please answer question #4." Now you were "relatively" smart when it came to math, so you didn't mind the pressure on you. You looked at your worksheet and saw it was a simple trig question.

"If AB = 113 and ACB = 45 degrees then , AC would just be 113, no? Especially given the fact that tangent is the length of the leg opposite to the angle length of the leg adjacent to the angle..." The whole class went silent, but of course that guy had to be the one to break the silence.

"Nerd!" He "coughed." Which caused scattered laughter in the classroom. You looked behind you and saw Jungkook with a shit-eating grin on his face to which you narrowed your eyes at him. You noticed he was manspreading and smirked.

"Hey baby dick, why're your legs open? You've got more than enough space for that 3-inch even with those tight ass pants." His grin fell off his face to which you felt a sense of victory. Did he really think because you were smart you were a nerd?? How foolish.

"Y/n! Great answer, but I'm afraid I have to ask you to leave the class." You shrugged, gave Jungkook the finger, and left the classroom. The bell was supposed to ring in 2 mins anyway so you didn't care.

"Hey tight shorts!" You heard behind you. You looked down at your attire and to be fair your shorts were kinda tight, but you continued walking to your next lecture. You were almost there when a hand wrapped around your forearm and shoved you against the nearest wall. You were about to talk when your lips were covered by a hand.

"Did you think you could speak to me that way and get away with it? Hm little one. Just who do you think you are?" You looked up and noticed it was Jungkook who cornered you like this. He was glaring at you and his nose was flared; seething not even 3 ft away from you.

"I think I'm Y/F/N Y/L/n thanks for asking. Could you move now?" You kept an emotionless face on, but inside your heart was beating so fast you were sure that he could hear it. In hindsight you never did realize just how good-looking Jungkook was. You never really cared, but having him in front of you so close that an inch could have your lips caressing made you start thinking.

He just smirked at your answer. "Y/n..." He tasted the name on his tongue before tonguing his cheek. "Look princess, I have a reputation to uphold," He leveled his lips with your ear, "And I can't have you or anyone for that matter disrespecting me any which way."

"I'm bored. Can I go now?" You faked a yawn. As far as acting goes you could definitely get an award for how good you were at putting on an unbothered facade. Truthfully? You were freaking the fuck out.

He smirked for the nth time and threw his hands up in mock surrender. Why you oughta punch him in his perfect face and give him something to smile about. "Feel free, little one. I'm not stopping you anymore." You rolled your eyes and shoved past him. Such a tool he was.

It was too late to go to your next lecture so you just decided to skip behind the bleachers to pass time. You enjoyed reading the classics; The Great Gatsby, Pride and Prejudice, Wuthering Heights, To Kill a Mockingbird, even Lord of the Rings. Some people thought you were a nerd because you had a love for books. Others thought you were a slut, but neither one of those things you considered an insult- why would you? Nobody knows who you are outside of school anyway.

"Now what do we have here?" You heard a voice say. You looked up and saw your brother Jimin smiling at you. Dude is always happy, but you loved him.

"Jimin what're you doing here?" You gave him a slight smile. You hadn't closed your book, still reading as you gave him your attention as well as your book. He knew when you read you gave the book in your hand your undivided attention so he didn't care too much for your half-assed attention. Jimin sat next to you and began playing with the tassels on his bag. A habit he picked up, you noticed.

"Well, you weren't in Eco so I figured you must be in your "skipping spot" which I see you are. Now that I've found you I'm here to tell you that mom and dad will be out of town so you know that means I'm throwing a party." He nudged you which made you look up- much to his surprise.

"Okay? What you need my permission?" You teased to which he threw his head back and laughed. He kissed your forehead and stood up.

"Of course not baby sis. Just informing you so you don't throw a tantrum when you see all the people in our house." He walked off and you finally closed your book.

You just hoped Jungkook wouldn't be there, but you knew life never went your way. At least you'd have your best friend, Isabela, if anything. She wasn't the "ideal" best friend, but you didn't have anyone else though so you dealt with it. You didn't care for her and she didn't care for you so you weren't sure you could define your relationship with her as friendship.

[Unknown]: Y/n??

[You]: Unknown person??

[Unknown]: aw, little one you wound me :(

At that nickname you knew who it was, but you decided to play clueless.

[You]: I'm still confused.

[Unknown]: so we're going to play this game? you know it's jungkook.

[You]: That name doesn't ring a bell.

[You]: How'd you even get my number?

[Unknown]: you should really treat me better... especially since I will be in your house in less than 5 hours ;)

[You]: How rather creepy of you. Can't recall when I asked though.

[Unknown]: ok little one. you'll see.

You scoffed at the last message and just shut your phone off. You had no more classes so you figured you'd just get ready for the party so you could get some reading in before it started. You figured you could get a ride home with Jimin so you called him.

"Hey baby sis what's up?" He answered cheerful as always.

"I was wondering if you can give me a ride home. I don't feel like taking transit." You whined.

"Um. I have to buy the drinks for the party with Tae but, I can ask Kookie to drive you?" He suggested.

"Who?" You blanked.

"You know Jungkook? Yeah him. He's gonna help set up for the party anyway so." You just groaned and hung up. A car ride with that guy? Yeah no way. You'd rather walk.

You walked into the campus parking lot and sighed. Contrary to what you had previously stated you'd really rather not walk or take transit. Besides what's the worst that could happen? He kills you? Yeah no this isn't a Lifetime movie.

[You]: Could you please give me a ride home Jungkook?

[JJK]: and here I was thinking you'd never ask me for anything. coming sweetheart. send your location.

[You]: *location sharing on with JJK*

[JJK]: lol i'm right behind you love.

You turned around slowly already dreading this car ride with Jungkook, but you weren't a pussy. You walked to his Mercedes with a little more sass than usual because, why not?

"Hey sweetheart." He said with that same shit-eating grin on his face. Fuck him you thought.

"Fuck you. Take me home." You sneered. Should've called one of your old boy toys.

"You would want that, wouldn't you?" He tilted his head.

"Drive and shut up." You spat and opened your book.

"Respect is a two way street little one. I didn't have to drive you." He grimaced all sense of playfulness gone, but started his car nonetheless. "Be lucky you're Jimin's sister."

The car ride was silent. Way too silent. You know the saying, "Silence is the greatest noise?" Yeah you were hyper-aware of that saying now. The silence was almost suffocating to you. You stole glances at Jungkook every so often and noticed his jaw remained clenched and eyes set straight.

"It's rude to stare." He said calmly. Too calm for your comfort. It sent a shiver down your spine. You were sure he noticed and if he did he sure didn't mention it.

"It's rude to keep a grimace on your face." You rebutted.

He just shrugged and kept his eyes on the road in front of him. You were still about 30 minutes away from your house and there was a suffocating amount of tension in the air. You chose to ignore it though because what else could you do? But you decided this silence just won't do.

"Jungkook. Tell me something, why're you so...ugly?" You snorted when he inhaled deeply. Bothering Jungkook would definitely be a new hobby of yours.

"Y/n tell me something. Why don't you ever shut the fuck up?" He sneered. There was no hint of playfulness nor teasing in his tone and it made you gulp.

"Well I have a mouth and I like to use it." You smiled at the double-meaning. You weren't "flirting" just teasing. Jungkook's jaw just clenched harder and suddenly the car stopped moving and Jungkook's tattooed hand was wrapped around your throat.

"Yeah? You like to use your mouth huh?" He squeezed tighter moving in so close his breath was fanning your lips. "I'm not even surprised. A brat like you needs cock in your mouth every second to shut that mouth of yours up. It's gonna get you in trouble little one. Don't test me I'll kick you out of my car right here if you keep getting on my nerves now shut the fuck up and let me drive." He shoved your head backwards roughly and patted your cheek.

The worst part? Your recently damp underwear just from his presence alone was now soaked. And all you could do was, for the first time, listen to what he told you. The rest of the ride you were silent. Much to his approval.

"Get out." Was all he said as he pulled up in front of your house. You got out nervously. You usually weren't the nervous type, but Jungkook looked so intimidating it had you shaken. He shoved you forward slightly as he noticed you walking slowly. "Go to your room. If I even see you downstairs at the party I will fuck you in front of everyone." You would have thought he was bluffing, but his glare told you otherwise.

"I didn't wanna go anyway." You muttered and ran to your room. Embarrassed? Maybe. Horny? Fuck yes. It's been a while since you last got fucked so good you came so hard. Oh how you missed the feeling of being split open. You decided to take a bath and relax while listening to MCR.

2 hours later...

How could he just tell you to stay up here if he wasn't gonna do anything? You could hear that the party was already in full swing as you began to get bored. You came up with a malicious idea and decided to send Mr. Jeon a little gift. The rational part was telling you not to send it, but the mischievous part was cheering you on.

You had a red set on and arched your back; your hair covering your face just in case anyone was around him.

[You]: *image attached*

[You]: I'm bored. Cum play with me :(

Not even 1 minute later there was a banging on your door which startled you. Time to face the music. And oh how wonderful it was going to sound. You ignored the heavy feeling in your chest and opened the door; and what a sight that was. Jungkook dressed in a black sleeveless shirt, tattoos on full display, leather pants that accentuated his most prominent features. Those thighs were to die for-

Your thoughts were abruptly cut off as a hand was cutting off your air supply and your back was against your door.

"You fucking slut." Jungkook spat. He looked you up and down with a eyebrow quirked as his hand remained wrapped around your neck. His hand was quickly becoming your favorite necklace. "You thought it was funny sending me that photo hm?" He cocked his head- mocking your vulnerable position right now.

You simply nodded to which he tsked and told you to use your words. "Yes I thought it was funny because I'm hilarious." The words spilled freely from your lips, but the hand around your throat made the words a tad bit raspier.

"Wanna act like a bitch in heat? You'll get fucked like one." And with that his lips were on yours. The kiss was far from gentle it was animalistic and rough. He bit your lip so hard it drew blood, but you just moaned. You loved how he was handling you.

His lips traveled from your lips to your jaw where he was biting, licking, sucking as many marks as he saw fit in his trail. He reached the valley of your breasts and dragged his fingers around the curves of them. He then played with the straps of your bralette and snapped it against your skin. It hurt so good. "Fuck." You sighed. Soon as the word escaped your head flung to the side and your cheek had a sting.

"Langauge." Was all Jungkook said before he ripped the bra off and before you could protest his lips were around your nipple; sucking them as if they were his last meal. He bit the left while toying with the right and groaned. "Fuck I love your tits. On your knees. Suck my dick."

You saw the outline of his dick through his tight pants and palmed at it slowly. Jungkook hissed and yanked your hair backwards making you look up at him through hooded eyes. "Don't tease Y/n. Open your mouth." You assumed he meant for his cock so you did so with no objections, but then you felt a glob of spit hit your tongue.

Did he just-

"Swallow it and get to sucking my dick like a good whore." You listened to him. There was something so disgustingly intimate about the fact that you just swallowed his spit, but you didn't dwell on it. You pulled his hard length out and almost gasped at the sight in front of you. There was nothing you found more unattractive than a dick, but Jungkook's? Was pretty. The angry mushroom tip was red and leaking precum. He was lengthy and his girth was like nothing you've ever seen before.

"So big." You whispered and Jungkook just snorted above you. Your time admiring was cut short as he suddenly- with no warning at all thrust into your mouth. You immediately gagged and tears began welling up.

"Open your mouth up more and relax your jaw. I know you're used to baby dicks but cooperate a bit. Let me fuck your mouth properly little one." You obeyed him and slacked your jaw so he could fit more of him in then his thrusts got rougher. His hand in your hair was following his thrusts and you almost came at the sight of Jungkook with his head hung back. "Fuuuck. Your mouth feels fucking amazing. I swear I'm gonna nut so fucking far down your throat my cum will be on your heart." He groaned.

You moaned around his length and hollowed your cheeks deciding to focus on his tip. Your hair was sticking to your face and you tears kept streaming in constant waterfalls. You ignored it nonetheless and began fondling his balls and his thighs tensed. "Fuck fuck fuck~ I'm fucking cumming-" Heavy ropes of semen was shot into your mouth and you swallowed with no hesitation.

"Good little slut. Now your turn. Let me taste that slutty pussy of yours." He smirked at your already fucked out look and sat on your bed. You got off your knees and crossed your arms over your bare breast.

"My pussy isn't slutty fuck face." You replied but pushed him back on the bed and straddled his abdomen. When did he even take his shirt off? You thought to yourself, but shrugged it off. Too eager to have his mouth. "I wanna ride your face." You said simply.

"My face is your seat little-" Before he could finish you were flush against his face. Nothing but his eyebrow piercing and purple hair was visible from beneath you. He immediately began his attack on your clit. Flicking his tongue, spelling his name and fondling your ass all at the same time.

"Holy fuckkk. Jungkook don't stop fuck." You whimpered. He groaned against your pussy the vibrations making you clench around his tongue. He bit at your clit making you scream. "FUCK!!" You felt his smirk against you and suddenly you were pushed off his face and thrown down on your back; much to your confusion.

"What the-OH MY GOD!!" Your confusion was blurred at the intrusion of Jungkook's two very long slender fingers breaching your walls. He was beaming at the sight of you. Loving every second of watching you squirming and seizing underneath him.

"You like that huh whore? You like when I fuck you with my fingers? I know you're close... I feel you clenching... sucking my fingers right in your tiny hole." His thumb began toying with your clit and you convulsed. You were almost there.. you could feel the orgasm ready to rip through you when Jungkook's fingers were removed from you.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" You seethed. He just blinked at you as if he didn't just stop you from an heart stopping orgasm. "Fuck you, I'll get someone else to fuck me then." You hopped off the bed, but you didn't get far when you were roughly thrown on Jungkook's lap, hair tangled within his fingers and neck craned up at him.

"Look sweetheart, I don't give a damn who you fuck, but that's after I'm done with you got that?" You nodded desperately and began shifting in his lap. "On the bed face down ass up." He spanked your ass enjoying the recoil.

You got into the position he demanded and wiggled your ass cause of the cold air hitting your core. You clenched around nothing preparing yourself for him.

"Ever been fucked raw little one?" You couldn't see him, but you could hear the smirk on his face.

"No. And I don't plan on- oh fuck me." His tip was teasing your slit collecting the slick that was dripping. You tried pushing your hips back on him, but he smacked your ass to stop your movements.

"Well. I haven't got a condom, but I'm clean so. I'm nutting in you too so best buy that plan b tomorrow." That was all the warning you got as Jungkook fully thrust into you. You could feel his dick almost at your cervix and you whined. "Fuck. Such a sexy little pussy." He groaned as he took in the sight of your cunt swallowing his dick. He'd never admit it out loud, but your pussy has to be the prettiest one he's ever seen.

"Mm- Jungkook move please." You whimpered. Desperate to feel more. He yanked your head back from your neck and pressed your back to his front. He was so deep in you. And him not moving was torturous. You could feel each vein on his cock against your walls as the slight position change caused his dick to shift.

"Yeah? Want me to fuck you good and hard. Have you fucked out so good you're crying... hm?" You nodded eagerly. Not caring about the humiliation you felt. "You asked for it little one." Then you were thrown back down onto the mattress and Jungkook began pistoning you harshly with no remorse.

"F-fuck you feel so g-good." You choked on a sob.

"Gonna paint your walls fucking white. Gonna shoot into your womb and make your pussy mine. Fuck." He groaned thrusting harder and faster. The orgasm Jungkook didn't let you have was beginning to catch up to you as his hand flew down to play with your clit.

"Fuuck. I'm s-so close. Don't fucking stop." You reached behind you and you felt Jungkook's biceps flexing underneath your hands. He felt so fucking good.

"You're gonna cum already? Fucking slut. Want a dick you can't take so bad and you're already about to cum? Pathetic." He spat. But you were too close. He drilled into you relentlessly and he did one final deep thrust with one word following; "Cum."

Your vision began to be covered in black spots and you didn't just cum. No you fucking squirted and his hand was still violently playing with your clit to help you ride down your orgasm.

"Fuck yeah that's what I like to see." He groaned in approval. Then continued his rough thrusts. "I'm close little one. Gonna make your pussy mine. Fill you up so much you'll be leaking for days." All you could do was whimper at his words. "Shiiit. Gonna cum so deep in you." His thrusts began getting sloppy as he was reaching his high. "I'm gonna fucking-" He growled as he shot his seed into you. You felt so full... so content.

As soon as his hands dropped from your back you fell on your mattress too tired to move or even clean yourself. He swiped one finger against your cum-leaking cunt and wrote his initials "JJK" across your breasts.

Then he left. Not a remainder of the events that played out the night before except the dry cum on your legs, bed, and his initials on your breast. It didn't hurt. Well your legs did, but not him leaving because you knew,

There are no happy endings in a life that isn't a fairy tale.

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Dan Heng NSFW Alphabet

Synopsis: let's take a peek on how your lover is in bed, shall we?

Character: dan heng.

Warnings: afab!reader; reader is part of the astral express but isn't the trailblazer; spoilers about dan heng's past and his companion mission.

A/N: in celebration for dan heng imbibitor lunae release (finally!!), i give you all this! may our dragon boyfie come home to all who wants him <3

(p.s. that mf made me lose the 50/50 💀 his light cone better come home 😭.)

(edit: IT WORKED HIS LIGHT CONE CAME ON THE 31 😭😭😭😭)

This work has sexual themes and is not suitable for minors. If you click on read more, I am not responsable for any discomfort you may feel reading this. You have been warned.

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

Dan Heng's nickname in Belobog's fight club may be "Cold Dragon Young", but he's anything but cold to you especially after sex.

After your sexual lives began, Dan Heng made sure to always have a box of tissues, a towel and a bottle of water at hand's reach.

He prefers to do the deed in your room instead of his since, you know, it's the Express databank...

Therefore, those things are usually inside a drawer of your nightstand for easier access to the both of you.

Also cuddling is a must for him.

On days Dan Heng is feeling particularly clingy, he will wrap his arms AND tail around you, not minding the feeling of your sweaty and sticky bodies.

But don't worry, he will take you to the bathroom to clean you and him in the shower/bath, before returning to bed.

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

If someone had asked him that before he got together with you, he wouldn't know what to answer.

Now, however, he'd answer his hands.

Curiously enough, you've always been fascinated by Dan Heng's hands.

You loved holding it, playing with his fingers, saying they were so soft, even softer than your own!

You also loved dragging him to the sleepovers in March's room, which you would paint your boyfriend's nails while March would do the Trailblazer's.

Now, about his favorite body part of yours, it's an easy answer: your neck.

It goes hand in hand with his kink (or rather, instinct) of marking you.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He cums an embarrassing (to him) amount.

Although the Vidyadhara can't have offsprings, they still are a dragon species and, considering Dan Heng has a much closer conection to the water dragon he controls, his instincts are stronger than others of his kin.

Yes, this is just a roundabout way to say he has a breeding kink

It's usually thick and gooey, but when he's in heat, it becomes more watery.

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

When you joined the Astral Express, you were sure Dan Heng disliked you.

Although he was never outright rude to you during the (very few) interactions you two had in the beggining, he would never be in the same room as you.

Himeko assured you that the young man was just shy, but even she was at a loss at that unusual behavior of his.

Dan Heng was avoiding you, yes, but it wasn't because he hated your guts or anything.

It was because your scent was driving him crazy.

The second he landed his eyes on you, your scent invaded his system and every single fiber of his being was being pulled to you.

But he couldn't, he shouldn't. There was too much danger in his life.

But by the Aeons... He had to do something, or else he might lose his mind.

So, when everyone in the train was asleep, Dan Heng would let his thoughts be consumed by you and guide his hand to his shaft...

He would rather go through molting rebirth again than admit he did such debauchery to you.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

My guy has been in the Shackling Prison ever since he was born and after being banished from the Luofu, he had to keep looking over his shoulder for a psycho who's out for his blood.

It's suffice to say that Dan Heng doesn't have any experience in relationships or sex.

Please have patience with him, he will fumble but he really wants to make you feel good :(

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

I believe Dan Heng would prefer positions which he can see your face, be it directly or through a mirror's reflection.

What he must have, however, is access to your neck, his favorite body part of yours as mentioned on B.

So, if you do positions like cowgirl/reverse cowgirl, you can expect to have a restless (dragon) lover under you, squirming for wanting to have you closer in order to mark your pretty skin.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He's definitely not one to be funny in bed... intentionally, that is.

Have you seen him throwing peace signs when the Silvermane Guards were pursuing the trio in Jarilo-VI?

Or him doing that when March took a photo of him next to the High Elder statue on that short animation?

Or even the things he says with the most poker face ever?

Anyway, what I mean to say is that Dan Heng is funny without trying to and that (unfortunately to him) sometimes happen in bed.

He will huff while you're giggling with yourself, before bringing you back to the right mood with a searing kiss.

What were you laughing at again? I don't know, maybe you should focus on those hypnotizing eyes darkened with lust staring down at you.

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

As said on E, Dan Heng doesn't have much experience in relationships, therefore never really worried that much about pubic hair.

After joining the Express and having a safe place to be, he would groom himself and trim a bit just so it wasn't too much or too long.

Now that he's with you, he likes to keep his bush small and very well groomed, so it won't bother your nose when you suck him off.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

His draconic instincts aside, Dan Heng really, really, REALLY enjoys keeping you in his arms.

99% of the time you guys "make love" instead of fucking.

This is the first time in his life (as Dan Heng) that he feels utterly safe and conected with someone in so many different aspects.

When he says "I love you" during the deed, it comes from the deepest, most precious part of his heart.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Honestly, he used to masturbate more before you two got together.

Again, he will never tell you that or, at least, not any time soon...

Now? It's rare for him to do it.

If he's in the mood, usually you are as well.

Sure, mutual masturbation is hot and all, but he'd much rather be inside your warm and inviting pussy.

The only time he'll jack off is when you are away from each other in trailblazing missions.

You know Dan Heng will try to hold off touching himself until he can go back to the Express, but he becomes soooo snappy and with a permanent frown on his face.

So, please, send him some photos of you or audios to break his resolve and make him relax a little until he returns to your side.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

As mentioned in the very begginning of the list, I am 100% sure Dan Heng has a breeding kink, even if he can't procreate.

It's such a filthy sight, your hole fluttering after he pulls out, your mixed fluids leaking from it... A voice, primal, in the back of his mind telling him he should push it back inside or, even better, stuff you with his cum once again...

He can't get enough of it.

Also, you won't leave the bed without at least a dozen marks on your skin.

Bites, hickeys, marks of his fingers for gripping you too tightly... You'll see all of that and more on the morning after.

Your boyfriend is considerate enough to not leave them on places you can't hide with your clother or make up.

...Unless you made him jealous on purpose or has been teasing him throughout the day.

I guess scent kink is also a thing for him.

You almost make him delirious with lust when you're on your ovulating period.

Praise your guy to your heart's content, it works wonders when you want Dan Heng to let loose and fuck your brains.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

No matter how horny he is, Dan Heng will only touch you on the privacy of the bedroom.

Preferably yours since he doesn't really have a bed on the Data Bank Archieves.

Which is fine, considering he basically moved to your room.

The reason for that is the comfort and sense of security the private space gives him.

He doesn't have to be on alert for any kind of danger and can give you his undivided attention.

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

Call him corny, but it's when you show him you love him.

For most of his life, he has been followed by the shadow of Dan Feng and his deeds, both good and bad.

Even after Jing Yuan revoked his banishment from the Luofu, there are still many people, especially the Vidyadhara, who look at him with contempt.

Not to mention Blade hunting him through the universe to make him pay the price for his Dan Feng's sins.

So, when you cup his cheeks, stare at his eyes so softly and tell him you love him for who he is, not the shadow of his precious reincarnation...

His heart can't barely handle all the feelings that well up inside.

Dan Heng tries his best to show you how he feels by the breathtaking kisses and relentless pace of his hips snapping with yours, with chants of your name like a devotee does to their beloved deity.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

If you enjoy feeling a bit of pain in bed, I'm sorry to tell you, but Dan Heng refuses to do anything that may cause even the tiniest bit of pain to you...

Okay, it's not like he'll NEVER do it if you do enjoy it, but it'll take a lot of coaxing and reassurance.

His worst nightmare is to hurt you in any shape or form.

One thing that he will not do, no matter what, is share you.

So no threesome with Blade, sorry.

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

I see Dan Heng as the giver type, to be honest.

Not that he dislikes you sucking him off, far from it!

He just adores being nestled between your thighs, your drooling cunt on his mouth...

And if you convince him to eat you out on his Imbibitor Lunae form? It's a sure way to send you to heaven.

Grab his horns like your lifeline, it will make him moan into your folds and grind his cock onto the bed.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

On normal days, the pace is slow but deep.

No matter how much you ask, beg, demand for your lover to go faster, he won't and it drives you crazy (in a good way).

He's addicted to the way your core tightens around his member like a vice when you're so close to the edge.

Only then he will concede to your wishes, so you can cum together.

When he's in heat? Good luck walking tomorrow soldier 🫡

Each of his thrusts are so deep, so fast, so hard, but never deep enough, never fast enough, never hard enough to satisfy his desires.

I hope your bed is strong enough to survive the whole night.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Doesn't like it.

To Dan Heng, being physically intimate with you requires a process, a moment when the two of you tune out the world and just focus on each other.

Like I said on P, he likes to take his time with you, to really feel every single inch of you.

Sure, there are times when both of you are too horny to wait until you are in the comfort of your bedroom and there's too little time to spare.

Even so, quickies don't satisfy him completely.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Another thing that he doesn't enjoy it.

Dan Heng is a bit self conscious about the thought of other people hearing or, Aeons forbid, see you two doing it.

A spoiler for the V part, but this guy isn't exactly quiet during the fun 🤫

That's one of the reasons why doing it on a public or semi-public place is a no for him.

Using a vibrator though, especially on him, now that's something that may happen.

Again, it'll take some coaxing from you, but there's a bigger chance of him agreeing in the end.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Even when Dan Heng is in his human form, his stamina is above average.

When he's in heat? Again, good luck walking tomorrow.

If it was up to his draconic desires, he would go all night without a break.

Fortunately for you, he can hold on to his senses enough to remember that you would not survive if that happened.

You'd die happy, but he doesn't want to lose you.

On the morning after, you two are "gently" reminded by Himeko and Welt that there are other passengers on the Express and everyone would very much like to sleep in peace ✨

Poor March had to sleep over with the Trailblazer in their room, which was the furthest from yours.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Our boy knows what a dildo and a vibrator are on theory, never tried them himself.

You'll have to be the one to introduce them in the relationship, if you want to.

I see Dan Heng as a switch, leaning to the sub side tbh.

With that in mind, I believe the toys are used more frequently on him than on you.

His favorite is those vibrators that can be controlled by a phone app, it's discreet and you can keep your partner on their toes.

His collection isn't big, maybe he owns two or three at max.

His first sex toy was one of those male masturbators, a gift from you.

Poor guy was so confused on what the hell that thing was (totally understandable, some of those look like a blender???).

Needless to say that his face turned red in no time after your explanation.

It doesn't come close to your hands and mouth, but it does a good job when you two can't be together for whatever reason.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

If there is someone who loves to tease to hell and back, it's you.

You can't help it! Dan Heng looks sooooo adorable, trying his hardest to keep a straight face while a pink tint warms his cheeks.

Your teasing can go two ways: you may have him whimpering and begging for more under you OR he will retaliate and have you whimpering and begging for forgiveness under him.

In any case, you see it as a win in your book ✨

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

*Me, speaking into the mic.* Dan Heng is a whimperer and whinier.

*The crowd boos and I leave with my head down.*

She's right! *There is a yell coming from the back.*

*It's you, with Dan Heng dying from embarrasment next to you.*

Jokes aside, I do believe our Cold Dragon Young isn't loud per se, but a whimperer for sure.

He's embarrassed by that, so he does all he can to keep his sounds at bay.

When he's in Hot Dragon Young mode, he'll do a 180°.

Embarrassed? Shy? Quiet? Not Vidyadhara Dan Heng.

He growls, he moans, he curses, he straight up purrs the more he pounds and bullies your pussy with his cock(s).

Yes, he has two, it's a consensus between writers and artists.

Please gift everyone in the Astral Express ear buds, they will need them.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Despite having a breeding kink, of course Dan Heng is aware his species isn't fertile.

He knows there are no chances of him creating a new life by the conventional means of procreation.

And yet... Watching you interact with Hook and the other children of Belobog... Watching you hold Bailu in your arms...

He can't help but daydream of the 'what ifs' and 'would be'.

If he could, he wonders what would your child be like?

Would they look more like you? Or him?

Would they have similar personality to you or him? Perhaps a mix of both?

Would they inherit his draconic features?

...Would they have a long life span like him?

...Would they still be by his side, after your passing..?

...Will he even be able to handle to live a life without you once again...?

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

I am terrible at describing things, let alone dicks of fictional characters, so bear with me OTL

Okay, so, it's been established that Dan Heng has two cocks. Good? Good.

I like to think that they also change when he turns into his original appearance.

Human Dan Heng: only one dick, but still has a bit more length than average, on the thiner spectrum, slightly curved upward

Imbibitor Lunae Dan Heng: two dicks, a growth in girth to leave you full but not stuffed, the veins are more proeminent.

How does one describe a pretty dick? Idk, but it's the first thing that comes to mind when you see it.

He's a pretty guy after all.

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

I know I've talking about his heat period like a broken record, but that's because watching aloof characters becoming crazy with lust makes me absolutely feral 🥴

But honestly? Among all the Honkai Star Rail men, I see Dan Heng with the lowest sex drive.

Not that he isn't interested in you physically, far from it! He adores your body and when you show it off to tease him, it's always very effective.

It's just that I see he has bigger emotional needs than sexual needs in the daily life.

Lover boy can go two, three days without having sex with you just fine.

It depends more on how is your sex drive.

If you ask him, he'll gladly go down on you whenever you wish.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Dan Heng will only fall asleep after you do.

It comes from a desire to protect you from anything and everything.

He won't allow himself to completely rest until you are fully comfortable and in deep sleep.

Only then, he will kiss you on the forehead and bring you into his arms, giving you a sense of security you won't be able to find anywhere else in the whole universe.

Tracks with my HC that a sexually experienced Tech would be an expert.

Experiment - Part Two

Tech x fem!reader

Tech decides to prove how simple female bodies can be.

Can be considered a second part to my one-shot 'Experiment', but can also be read as a stand-alone work.

Rating: Explicit. Minors DNI.

Word Count: 3,800

Warnings: Antagonism, ill-advised bets, assumptions about females, mentions of sexual behavior, sexual touching, fingering, unprotected piv sex, creampie

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It wasn’t rare, per se, that you and Tech found yourselves alone. 

Your relationship could be contentious, but it wasn’t anything bad enough that you needed to keep a referee on hand. You found him slightly grating and he thought you were oblivious at times. You also vented some of that low-level irritation by sleeping together every so often, but you had never decided to be anything close to exclusive. 

That being said, Clone Force 99 was busy enough that neither of you had much time for finding another partner. It had been a particularly bad dry spell for you. Which was why you were unashamedly eavesdropping on a few troopers behind you in a market on Savareen.

“Anyway, I told her I wanted to bring someone else with us and she freaked out,” one of the troopers was telling his friends. “She said I wasn’t even good enough to keep her happy, let alone two people at the same time. Can you believe that? Not my fault that making her come is harder than defusing a det on a countdown timer”

Thankfully, you were facing the other direction, because that made you grin broadly. From everything you had heard so far, the relayed statement from the trooper’s girlfriend had been harsh but true. The trooper was a remarkably selfish lover if his stories were to be believed. Personally, you thought the girlfriend had a point. 

“Are you almost finished?” Tech asked. “We need to return to the ship.”

“Shhh!” you hissed. “I want to hear how this plays out.”

You couldn’t be sure whether the troopers had heard you or if they simply weren’t bold enough to tell their friend that his girlfriend was right. In any case, the only answer they offered was a simple, “That sucks, man.”

“Yeah,” the other agreed. “Females are a mystery.”

“We will miss our rendezvous,” Tech warned. 

You huffed at him and went to pay for the basket of produce you were holding. After weeks of nothing but rations, the prospect of fresh fruit and vegetables was something you couldn’t turn down. Still, you were irritated at losing your stolen entertainment and you glared at Tech when he fell into step with you on your way back toward the Havoc Marauder. 

“I don’t know why you were rushing me,” you said eventually. You were passing the last of the small town’s buildings and the forest grew thicker around you. “Hunter sent a comm that the window needed to be pushed back by an hour. They won’t be at the rendezvous for at least two hours and we’re not that far from the ship.” 

“And I don’t know why you were so eager to continue listening to those regs.” Tech shook his head. “It was hardly an interesting story, especially given the trite and untrue assurances at the end. Females are hardly a mystery.” 

Your jaw twitched. “And what exactly does that mean?” 

“Females across most species barriers share several characteristics,” he spouted instantly. “The majority of them prefer to be listened to rather than have their problems solved, prize social bonds rather than holding leverage over others, and are often capable of more complex, circuitous thinking than most males.” 

“They were talking about female bodies, Tech.” 

Tech fell quiet at that. You gloated for a moment, happy to have silenced him for once, but it didn’t last. Apparently, he had needed a moment to consider that, but came back with a reply soon enough: 

“There are too many species to narrow down what he was talking about. Different species have different physiology, and need different stimulation to achieve pleasure.” He adjusted his goggles, and you could see the brightness of his eyes behind them. “For instance, did you know that female Dianogas derive pleasure only from having the pressure in their eyeball increased by a factor of twenty percent?” 

You nodded slowly. “Gross.” 

Tech had been preening at his masterful display of knowledge, but his expression dropped into one of derision when you failed to be as impressed as he thought you should be. “It is far more complex a system than is possessed by most species. Humanoid species are all similar. And human females are the least complex of all.” 

That sounded as if you were being challenged. With the frustration stemming from your recent dry spell and the general irritation of being around Tech when he was in one of his ‘I am the god of all knowledge’ moods, you accepted that challenge. “Go on.” 

“Human females share close similarities to each other, likely stemming from a narrow evolutionary path. Even ignoring the genitals, human females have a set of several extragenital erogenous zones. They are, in descending order: breasts, lips, neck, ears, and buttocks(1).” 

You rolled your eyes, readjusting where your bag sat on your shoulder. “That’s ridiculous. Not everyone likes having all of those places touched.” 

“Not everyone, but a majority,” Tech expanded. “And the type of stimulation can vary between each place. For example, lips are best stimulated orally while breasts can be stimulated either orally or manually. That means manipulated by hand.” 

You hissed at the condescending explanation, but he paid no attention to you. Tech could get this way when he was convinced that someone would benefit from his knowledge. “And that is not taking the actual genitals into account. The human clitoris has over ten thousand nerve fibers, some of which extend into the vaginal channel to form what is known as the g-spot.” 

“I already knew all of this, Tech,” you bit out. Okay, maybe you hadn’t known the exact number of nerve fibers in the average clit, but you didn’t appreciate being lectured on your own body. 

Tech turned to you, raising his eyebrows. “And yet you believed those troopers were correct when they said human females were a mystery. There is nothing mysterious about the body of the human female. If given the proper stimulation, most human females can reach orgasm in under three minutes.” 

“That can’t possibly be true.”

“Are you doubting the research or my knowledge of it?” 

“Are you admitting that you’ve done research into how quickly you can make someone come?” you countered. 

“Of course.” Tech was, as ever, matter-of-fact. “And you personally have benefitted from my research. Yet you still doubt whether I’m correct.”

“I’ve been with some talented people,” you said, making sure to emphasize the plurality so he wouldn’t think you were solely talking about him, “but I’ve never come in less than three minutes. So, according to my personal experience, you’re wrong.” 

“I am not wrong,” Tech disagreed, clearly appalled. “If you don’t believe me, that is your choice, but I am not incorrect.” 

You didn’t answer him, relieved when you saw the Havoc Marauder just ahead. As you had expected, you had plenty of time before you needed to go meet the others, but that meant you could put away the provisions and get some time away from Tech until he started to annoy you less. 

Unfortunately, he didn’t seem capable of letting your disagreement lie. He followed you as you went to the storage room where you kept the rations. “The research is simple and well-supported. Even if you ignore anecdotal evidence, there are clear trends that prove-”

“Tech, can we just let this go?” you asked, trying not to sound overly antagonistic. “We can just agree to have our different opinions.”

“It is not a matter of opinion,” he insisted. “There is a single answer, supported by science, research, and experimentation. I can prove it to you.” 

That made you pause and turn to him. “What? What exactly do you mean by that?”

“Allow me to prove that I am correct,” Tech repeated. 

That was not enough of an answer, so you watched him in silence. There was a strong chance that he meant to show you the papers and studies where he had gathered his information. 

When you didn’t agree, Tech apparently decided to offer more of an explanation: “If you agree, I will use the knowledge I’ve gained to bring you to orgasm in under three minutes.”

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea-” you started. 

“I understand it can be frightening to have one’s worldview challenged-”

“Yeah, I’m terrified of an orgasm.” The sarcasm was thick in your voice. “You know what? Fine. And when you’re wrong, you’ll have to admit that your research wasn’t as effective as first-hand experience.”

“I look forward to proving you wrong.” Tech took the bag from your shoulder, tucking it neatly inside of the (little-used) produce cabinet in the ration storage room. He latched the cabinet with sure motions, turning expectantly to you when he was finished.

“Bunks,” you suggested. He inclined his head in agreement and followed you to the small barracks aboard the ship.

You shoved aside your sheets and the discarded clothing that was still tangled in them. When you had woken up, it had seemed impossible that you would be bringing anyone back to your bunk, so you hadn’t bothered keeping anything neater than they needed to be. Tech was more than a little messy, himself, so you didn’t worry that he would look down on you for it. 

“How do you want to do this?” you asked, hesitating before you climbed onto the mattress. 

“I do not believe that you undressing should count toward my time,” he pointed out. 

“Fair enough,” you agreed, stripping quickly. You had been dressed casually to visit the nearby market, so the process didn’t take long. When you were naked, you rested your hands on your hips and tilted your chin at Tech. “Next?” 

Tech swallowed hard, like the sight of your bare body had made his mouth go dry. It was a heady feeling, and your confidence soared. 

“Remember what I told you about extragenital erogenous zones?” Tech asked, switching into lecture mode. 

“Yes,” you agreed, adding, “which is not an attractive term, so I don’t think you’re helping your own case, here.” 

“The attractiveness of the term is not what matters.” Tech stepped closer, hand rising. “The important thing is how they impact you.” 

You opened your mouth to loose a sarcastic comment, but stopped short at the feeling of Tech’s fingertips brushing lightly against your bottom lip.

It was… odd, having someone touch your mouth. But the warmth and familiar smell of Tech's skin kept you where you were. You would at least let him have his chance. 

His hand went to your chest, fingers splaying to cup your breast. When you were nestled in his palm, he trailed his fingers together, letting your breast slip under his fingers until they met with a soft pinch on your nipple.

Tech's head tipped closer, letting him mouth at the line of your throat. Those lips traveled upward until he could scrape his teeth lightly over your earlobe. You fought a shiver. 

And then you did anyway, shuddering against him when Tech reached to run his gently squeezing fingers across your ass. 

“Breasts, lips, neck, ears, and buttocks,” he murmured. “Slightly out of order, but have I managed to convince you?” 

“You've managed to waste thirty seconds of your time,” you replied, fighting to keep your voice almost steady. “Two and a half minutes to go and I'm not anywhere near an orgasm.”

“Patience.” 

You frowned at the chastisement, but Tech paid no attention. He guided you down to lay on your bunk, feet on the edge of the mattress supporting your half-bent legs. It left your core exposed to the chill of the air on the ship, and you abruptly realized that those simple touches had left you wet. Not soaking, but well on your way there. 

You watched between your own legs as Tech studied your core. He seemed to be plotting his methods. Before you could remind him again of the time requirement, he brushed gentle fingertips over your labia. 

It felt more intense than you could believe. And when that delicate touch moved to caress your inner lips, you shifted your hips impatiently. 

Tech's attention turned to your clit. His first brush over it was so light that you could hardly feel anything, but he soon grew bolder in his touches. He worked you faster and faster, pausing only to sink two fingers deep into your channel. 

You arched against your bunk, a shocked and plaintive cry leaving you before you could even try to bite it back. 

“Good,” Tech said softly. “I want to hear you. Let me hear that you like what I'm doing.”

You weren't entirely sure how you would have responded to that, because Tech crooked his fingers inside of you and started hunting. Deliberately, he mapped your channel until he zeroed in on a rough, spongy patch on the inside of your front wall. 

A slight smile appeared on Tech's face. You had a moment to think about how handsome it made him before he stole your ability to see. 

He bore down on your g-spot, putting pressure on it until you cried out again. If you had the ability to remember words, you would have told him that it was too much. 

Tech hummed in understanding anyway  and shifted his efforts. His thumb worked against your clit as his fingers started a circular sort of thrusting motion. Your g-spot was still getting more attention than it ever had, but it managed to be less direct - and with that, less intense. 

Just when you started to wonder how close you were to three minutes having passed, Tech's mouth dropped to your hip. He applied lips and teeth to the sensitive crease where your hip met your thigh. 

Your orgasm rose up and swallowed you whole, and you never had a chance to fight against it. One moment, you were treading water in the assault and the next, you were drowning in sensation. 

Dimly, you became aware of the fact that your fingers hurt. With that realization, you came slowly back to your body, letting your stiffened fingers uncurl from where they had been fisted in the sheets. Your thighs unclenched, releasing Tech's hand from where it had been trapped between them. 

His fingers were still working gently inside of you and you gathered your strength to push him away. “How… how long?”

“Two minutes and forty four seconds,” Tech informed you, sounding obnoxiously matter of fact about it. “It likely would have taken less time if I had not stopped to test my understanding of extragenital erogenous zones.”

You would be irritated, but the strength and suddenness of your orgasm had left you largely unable to do anything but stare up at the ceiling. The heaviness of your limbs felt strange without a full buildup of activity, and it almost seemed as if your body was in a state of shock at how quickly the pleasure had been pulled from you. 

“Tech, can- can you-” you trailed off, reluctant to ask him for anything else. Eventually, you settled on, “Water?”

“Of course,” he agreed, instantly on his feet and rushing to get you a canteen.

When he handed you the water, you could watch Tech eyeing how long it took you to accept it, then to raise the canteen to your lips. Even so, he waited until you had finished drinking to ask, “Is something wrong?” 

You lifted one shoulder. “I- no? I don’t think so. It was just weird to come that suddenly. It’s like my body is pissed that there isn’t more.” 

“Do you want me to do it again?” Tech asked. 

You searched for sarcasm or mocking in his tone, but there was only patient curiosity. “Can you.. kiss me?” 

“Gladly.” 

He pressed a kiss to your lips. Then another, kneeling on the bed to reach you more easily. Eventually, he was lying on the bed beside you, all so he could kiss you without putting either of you in an awkward position. One of his hands gently cradled your cheek while you pressed a palm to his chest so you could feel the steady thump of his heartbeat. 

You continued far longer than you had expected, past the solace of a simple kiss and into the realm of need. You didn’t think it was entirely one-sided. Maybe the kiss had started for your benefit, but nothing said Tech couldn’t enjoy it, too. 

And he did. You could tell by the way he squirmed closer, by the heat of him pressed against you, by the steady deepening of the kiss you shared.

“Is this helping?” he asked. 

His eyes were bright with desire, a faint but undeniable rasp edging his voice. Maybe you should let him ask, to help assuage your pride. But you took pity on him instead. “Yes, but it might help more if you made me come again. Slower. The old-fashioned way.” 

Tech started to ask what exactly ‘old-fashioned’ meant. You could hear the question rise behind his parted lips. And yet it faded away before it could be asked, answered by the way you gripped his length through the material covering his lower half.  

His breath shuddered out and his hips twitched, but Tech still asked, “Are you certain-?”

“Yes, if you are.” 

Tech’s response to that was to reach down and grasp the back of your leg, tugging your knee up and over his hip. You were both still cradled by your mattress, but he was perfectly between your thighs. 

“You are stunning,” he told you. 

“You’re still dressed,” you told him. 

Tech paused, glancing down with a mixture of irritation and dread. “A problem I intend to fix momentarily.” 

He pulled away from you, rolling to his feet with his hands already working at the fastenings of his body glove. He had stripped it off in moments and you couldn’t help but be impressed at the efficiency of his movements.

When he slipped back into your bunk, he was all tan skin and subtle musculature. Tech arranged you both the way you had been before the interruption and, without the body glove in the way, the head of him was notched at your entrance. You were noticeably wet from your earlier orgasm, and he started to slip into you simply due to the position and your proximity. 

Tech’s voice was completely unsteady as he asked, “Precisely how slow do you want this to be?” 

“More than three minutes.” 

It may have been a dry witticism, but Tech accepted it like it was the most sincere request he had ever heard. And you couldn’t bring yourself to regret it, not when he pushed into you in a series of shallow thrusts.

When he had bottomed out inside of you, Tech reached to brush a bead of sweat from your temple. “Slow.” 

“Slow,” you confirmed with a nod. 

Tech began to move. He stayed deep inside of you for the most part, using tiny pulses to keep you building toward a reasonably paced orgasm. Occasionally, when he couldn’t help himself, he withdrew further and plunged back into you. Each of those thrusts pushed the breath from your lungs, shocking you no matter how often they happened. 

It wasn’t the frenetic sprint toward pleasure that you had experienced before. Rather than having pleasure ripped mercilessly from your system, Tech’s efforts were coaxing it from you. 

His pelvis rocked against yours, pushing and pulling incrementally inside of you. The bunching of his muscles against your body told you how much he was holding back even as the thick press of him stretched your channel. Compared to the jarring shock of your rushed orgasm, this pleasure felt utterly lazy and self-indulgent.

And you didn’t seem to be the only one who thought so. 

When Tech wasn’t watching you intently, his eyes fell closed and his brow furrowed as if he needed to concentrate so he could process everything he was experiencing. After one particularly deep pulse, your body tightened. It wasn’t your second orgasm - not yet - but it was a warning that another one was coming. 

Tech’s eyes flew open and he made a rough, helpless sound. Ridiculously, that was the thing that finally pushed you over the edge. The fact that you could pull such pleasure from him even without the extensive research he had done into erogenous zones - genital or otherwise - made you feel extraordinarily powerful. And, of course, it didn’t hurt that he was such a gorgeous man. 

In any case, you gasped a warning a half-second before your body clamped down around his. Tech kept going, working you through it, and it only pushed you higher. The pleasure went from silver to a blazing white, blinding in its intensity and almost painful. 

It was hard to come down when Tech’s rhythm was speeding up, but you could tell he was close by the wrinkle between his eyebrows. “Where-?”

“My implant is still good.” 

Tech’s lips parted and his brows furrowed, but you couldn’t see any more of his face than that. By the time he started to spill inside of you, he had buried his face in your neck. His arms wrapped around you, squeezing hard enough that it took extra time for you to catch your breath. 

When the desperate thrusts finally stopped, Tech fell utterly boneless against you. You sympathized as you slumped against the bed. You dozed lightly, rousing only when you felt him pressing his lips against your shoulder. 

You chuckled lightly, glancing down just in time to catch his eyes flicking up toward you. “You okay?” 

“Rather wonderful, actually,” he admitted, his lips still brushing your skin as he spoke. “And you?” 

“Good,” you said, wincing slightly as he moved against your core. “I’ll be sore, I think.”  

“I shouldn't be surprised.” Tech gingerly moved away from you, the stickiness of your activities trying to keep you together. “I'll see if we have any bacta.” 

“Bacta can't do anything about soreness,” you reminded him. Of course, as the Bad Batch's makeshift medic, he was well aware of the limitations of bacta. “Save it for the next mission.” 

Tech's head snapped toward you as your eyes widened. “The rendezvous!” 

Weak-kneed and as bare as the day he was decanted, Tech sprinted for the front of the Havoc Marauder. 

You braced against the shift of liftoff, then started gathering his clothing and a washcloth for him. Hunter would know what had happened, of course, but there was no need to be blatant.

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Author's Note -

I can't remember if this is a first for me, but it's definitely in character for me as a person: I referenced an actual paper posted in 2016 to get Tech's information about the extragenital erogenous zones. I'm posting the citation below in case anyone wants to read it! I thought it was very interesting, even if you just read the abstract.

Thanks for reading! Feel free to let me know what you thought!

Younis, Ihab, et al. "Female hot spots: extragenital erogenous zones." Human Andrology, vol. 6, no. 1, Mar. 2016, pp. 20-26, www.ingentaconnect.com/content/wk/xha/2016/00000006/00000001/art00004.

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