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SPECIAL APPEARANCE BY LYNDA CARTER AS THE ROLE OF ASTERIA
Wonder Woman Daughter Imagines Anyone?!?!?
So I saw WONDER WOMAN 1984 in theaters this past Friday. I love Gal Gadot as Wonder Woman.
Anyone interested in Wonder Woman x Daughter Reader Imagines & Series?!
I have some ideas of my own but please feel free to send it Request or ideas of your own for me to write or go off of!
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Wonder Woman Masterlist
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By - @chloe-skywalker
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☆ mostly x daughter reader imagines but some x friend reader , x like daughter reader , Etc etc etc
(Of course if the rehttps://64.media.tumblr.com/16211cb7af5b3cd58f5be15ba7d96ed1/d288b8594595d8a9-49/s1280x1920/53e0d41e17c96aaa9bb0de74729321861d955c0c.gifvader is her daughter the father is gonna be Steve Trevor)
Diana Prince / Wonder Woman:
~ Powers & Lost Daughters *
~ Colleagues *
~ Revealed
~ Worried *
Diana Prince + outfits
WONDER WOMAN 1984 2020 | dir. Patty Jenkins
SPECIAL APPEARANCE BY LYNDA CARTER AS THE ROLE OF ASTERIA
The Amazons and Themyscira in Wonder Woman 1984 (2020)
Diana Prince in WONDER WOMAN 1984 dir. Patty Jenkins, 2020
First official images from Wonder Woman 1984
Exciting to see him wearing this in the new movie
Hope he’s objectified again!
I want Starfleet uniform like this for 4th movie
Important moment in WW1984
Chris Pine as Steve Trevor in WONDER WOMAN 1984
thinking about when superman tried to kiss wonder woman and she rejected him by saying “i come from an island of all women, work it out for yourself” 💀 absolutely rest in peace superman step aside for gay icon diana prince
Warner Bros a Confirmado que ´´WONDER WOMAN 1984´´,sera Estrenada en Cines
De este modo el estudio desmiente los rumores que apuntaban a un estreno en formato VOD
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DC FanDome: Gal Gadot, Idris Elba, Margot Robbie, Dwayne Johnson, Zack Snyder y más Estrellas para un Encuentro Emocionante....
DC FanDome: Gal Gadot, Idris Elba, Margot Robbie, Dwayne Johnson, Zack Snyder y más Estrellas para un Encuentro Emocionante….
Si la Comic-Con virtual de este año no fue suficiente para alimentar a tu alma fanboy/fangirl, entonces DC FanDome llenará ese vacío de superhéroes y cómics. El confab 24 horas se llevará a cabo en línea el 22 de agosto y han anunciado la lista de estrellas que prácticamente incluye a casi todos en el universo extendido de DC.
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Warner Bros a Confirmado que ´´WONDER WOMAN 1984´´,sera Estrenada en Cines
De este modo el estudio desmiente los rumores que apuntaban a un estreno en formato VOD
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DC FanDome: Gal Gadot, Idris Elba, Margot Robbie, Dwayne Johnson, Zack Snyder y más Estrellas para un Encuentro Emocionante....
DC FanDome: Gal Gadot, Idris Elba, Margot Robbie, Dwayne Johnson, Zack Snyder y más Estrellas para un Encuentro Emocionante….
Si la Comic-Con virtual de este año no fue suficiente para alimentar a tu alma fanboy/fangirl, entonces DC FanDome llenará ese vacío de superhéroes y cómics. El confab 24 horas se llevará a cabo en línea el 22 de agosto y han anunciado la lista de estrellas que prácticamente incluye a casi todos en el universo extendido de DC.
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Me after wonder woman 1984
when you sleep with him for the first time headcanons
note—it gets a little suggestive during oberyn's part, but nothing too crazy. i use sleep here in it's purest form by the way, so enjoy! let me know if you have any ideas for the next one! me and the boys are open to suggestions ;)
MANDO
- mando has always allowed you his bunk to sleep, whenever you like
- when you stayed with him on the razor crest and watched the kid, he was always more than willing to give it up anytime you needed sleep
- he didn't sleep much anyway, and usually your sleeping schedules didn't overlap
- but boba fett's ship doesn't have much space to begin with, let alone enough space for all of the crew mates he's happened to find recently
- which mean's you and mando, having already been living together and already know each other, were sleeping together, in the same small bunk, at the same time
- he offered to sleep on the floor, or pressed up against the wall
- but you got mad at him for even suggesting such a thing
- there was more than enough space for the two of you to sleep, you argued, though there was barely enough room for one
- it was comical, trying to press up against him, and find a spot comfortable enough for the both of you to lay
- it was jarring to you when he removed a single pauldron for you to rest your head on his clothed shoulder
- you felt like you had violated him in some way, seeing him just the lightest bit more bare than usual
- though you were slightly uncomfortable from the rest of the beskar pressing up into your body, you were lulled to sleep in minutes from the sound of his steady heartbeat
EZRA
- the cots had never been a long term solution
- that you knew
- so when the morning comes around, and your cot drops your ass on the floor, you wish you gotten new sleeping arrangements the last time you were in town
- you were just wishing it had taken longer for them to fall apart the way they had
- there wasn't much on the green, in terms of furnishing markets
- the cots had been the only barrier between you and the floor, and now, there was nothing protecting you from the frigid, uninsulated ground of your broken down ship
- it was ezra who offered up the idea: put one blanket down on the floor, and use the other one to cover the both of you with
- you took a second to ponder it, thinking of any idea, any reason that could be used to save you from having to sleep next to ezra, the man who had been so warm and kind to you, but you had frozen him out, because of your ridiculous crush on him
- you offered up the idea of just disassembling the cots and using the cloths as protection from the cold
- but this wiseass pulls out the cloth from the cot and his blanket and compares the two, and there's no way the cloth is going to have any integrity making contact with the ground
- so you agree, and when nightfall comes, you're too exhausted from harvesting all day to fight with him
- he puts his blanket down as protection, and you all but collapse on top of in
- ezra does you the service of tucking you in, before climbing in next to you, and you're soothed by his warmth
- not soothed enough that you fall asleep immediately, still unnerved by the idea of sleeping so close to him, hearing him breathe, feeling him move
- but he throws his good arm over your body and pulls you into him, muttering something about the cold
- and your heart melts just a little bit as you fall asleep, pressed up against his chest
FRANKIE
- frankie had been upset for weeks after his divorce, which was to be expected
- but everything had been so stressful on him, and you were getting worried for his mental health
- he hadn't been answering calls, he'd cancelled plans with you last minute, which is something he never did, and he hadn't been doing anything for himself, just living in a rut of paperwork, sleeping, eating, and going to work
- so when he calls you up to ask you to go camping with him, you obviously say yes
- it's almost a two hour drive to the campsite, and frankie is fairly quite, which isn't usual, but you get some good music going and some good conversation going, and soon enough, you and frankie are laughing and singing your heads off on your way there
- it's getting dark when you arrive, and you make quick work of getting everything out of his car when he realizes something is off
- "oh no" he exclaims, and you fear the worst
- "what? what's wrong?"
- "I brought the small tent."
- "how small is the small tent?"
- "i brought the four-person tent, not the ten person tent."
- "are you kidding frankie? i'm sure we'll fit in a four-person—“
- "i'm telling you, it's not as big as you think it is, trust me."
- when the tent is complete, four-person is an exaggeration
- it's a four-person tent if the four-people were sardine packed and the size of children
- it's going to be just enough room for both you and frankie to lie down in with your sleeping bags
- but that's for a later time, because frankie has marshmallows to roast and lots of things to tell you after he's been ignoring you for a whole week
- he apologizes and you sit next to him at the firepit on your site, and you listen to him talk, and give him advice, and rest your head on his shoulder
- and when it's late into the night and you two go to retreat to bed, you have to squish up against his broad shoulders that seem so much broader in the small tent
- and when he wakes with nightmares of his fighting buddies and far too many sleepless nights, he pulls you close to him, and falls asleep again, until the sunlight streams through the front flap of the tent far too early in the morning
WHISKEY
- that day’s mission was harsh
- it had you spent, not only physically, but mentally as well
- as you lie awake in your bed, you realize you’re not getting to sleep tonight, whether or not you had another important mission that morning
- the hotel bed was creaky and entirely not your bed from home and the air conditioner was broken so it was freezing
- you figure there’s no better time than the present, and you’re well aware whiskey is right next door
- if he’s awake, you’ll ask him to have a drink with you, and if he’s asleep, you can just hop into bed with him
- he’s a deep sleeper anyway
- you’re careful turning the knob into his room, just in case he’s asleep, and you spot him in his bed, on his side, breathing softly, room cloaked in darkness
- you come around on his side of the bed and you whisper his name
- he stirs a little
- you debate going back to your room and just toughing it out, but he doesn’t give you the chance
- he’s up, groggy and hair tousled and in just a plain t-shirt
- “sweetheart? what are you doin’ here? what’s goin’ on?”
- you tell him you didn’t want to sleep alone tonight, and he wipes the sleep from his eyes and squints at you, using only the moonlight to help him see
- “what kind of gentleman would i be if i refused you my bed?”
- this makes you smile, and he lifts the covers for you to get in with him
- you plant your head on his shoulder and drape an arm over his chest, cozying up to him as close as possible
- his hand rests comfortably on your back, and he breathes rhythmically
- and you’re silently grateful he doesn’t ask questions, just lets you curl up into his side ands lets you fall asleep with him there
JAVIER PEÑA
- it happened in a flurry of passion and kisses, hands roaming his body and yours after a far too close dance with death
- if it had not been for his bulletproof vest, he'd be lying in a hospital or a morgue
- but he wasn't
- his body was warm and so was yours and the ride to his apartment was far too quiet for your liking and his
- it was only appropriate you accompanied him for a drink after such a great victory for the DEA, but it had taken a toll on both of you, mentally
- you more so than him, which is why you ended up drinking much more than you normally would have when you drank with javi
- he tried to laugh away the stress, complaining about his sore and bruised ribs, but the room was still tense
- emotions ran rampant through your body, and when he brings it up, tears start to pool in your eyes at the thought seeing him for the last time, in a suit, at his own funeral he wouldn't attend if he had the choice
- he sets his drink down and pulls you into his arms, holding your waist and cupping the back of your neck, stroking behind your ear as he listens to you cry softly in his shoulder
- he reassures you he's fine, nothing happened to him, and you pull away from him, grab his face, and stare into his eyes
- he smiles kindly at your own red ringed eyes, irritated from crying, as you try to memorize each streak of brown in his own
- it's too much for the both of you, and you pull him into a kiss
- his mouth is surprisingly soft compared to your own drunk passion, and as much as he'd love to take you right then and there on his couch, he knows he'd regret it if you woke up the next morning and regretted it too
- so he entertains the kiss, not that he minds, and leads you to his bedroom
- where the silk sheets and heavy comforter that smell so strongly of javier peña pull you to sleep next to him, faster than you'd like to admit
MARCUS MORENO
- missy and your daughter had always gotten along very well
- you were very familiar with marcus, and could even call yourselves friends to an extent
- your daughters were very intelligent little girls, and knew that if they got the two of you talking when you came to pick your daughter from his house, they would have at least another hour to play while you two chatted endlessly about boring adult things
- for missy's birthday party, she had wanted all of her friends over for a huge sleepover, and of course her father caved
- he couldn't say no to her no matter how much he tried
- marcus, the genius he was, figured that if the kids were all under one roof having fun, why not let the adults have fun too?
- everyone was invited
- the kids would have lots of different fun activities to choose from, from swimming, to games in the backyard, and a movie night under the stars outside
- and the adults were welcome to stay, chat, drink, and play adult card games marcus had saved for special occasions
- the night of the sleepover, a dozen children and adults were packed into his backyard, watching some new movie he had rented the missy was excited about
- but it was freezing, and you hadn't expected to be outside for so long
- marcus realizes this and he leans over quietly, so not to disturb the movie
- "are you cold?"
- "oh! no, it's okay, i'll be fine—“ you try to excuse yourself, but he gets up without a word, and returns with a sweatshirt of his
- it fits snugly over your head, and completely eliminated the chill in your bones
- it doesn't take long for your eyes to start getting heavy, and soon enough, you're passed out on marcus' shoulder
- "what if we camp out here for the night?" he suggests, and the kids are more than excited
- the adults know what he's up to
- but they let him anyway
- it'll be great to tease him about later, and besides, you guys are adorable together
MARCUS PIKE
- working together with marcus was always a joy
- he was always very respectful and funny
- you knew he had his heart broken more than once in the past, so even though you dropped hints that you'd want something more with marcus, you let him take it at his own pace
- when you dropped by his place that night, with important new documents you had received right before you left work and chinese food, you're ecstatic when he lets you in
- you spend hours pouring over the documents, making sure every single detail was covered and examined, when you realize how tired you are, and how loud the rain is coming down outside his window
- "it's getting really late. i should leave," you say, but marcus stops you
- "you could always, y'know, stay the night if you wanted. i'd let you have my bed."
- you smiled at him, but politely decline, as you wouldn't want to kick him out of his bed, but you yawn again
- "look, you're exhausted, and it's pouring" he points out, "you know most accidents happen by people falling asleep behind the wheel when it's raining?"
- you laugh at him
- "you just made that up,"
- "i did, but you should stay. if you don't want to i totally understand, but you'd be missing out. my bed is really comfortable."
- "is that why you're always late to work?" you quip, and close the files
- he gasps in mock shock
- "that was one time, and my alarm didn't go off," he claims, smiling at you
- he lends you a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt and you pretend to not see a slight blush on his face when you walk out into his bedroom with them on
- marcus was right when he said his bed was really comfortable
- somehow, in the middle of the night, you two find each other, his face pressed into your shoulder, your arms wrapped around him, and the rain comes down even harder
MAX PHILLIPS
- "i just need some space from him, is all."
- that's all you had to tell him for max phillips to be on your side, rubbing your shoulder and telling you that all men suck anyway, you didn't need that jerk of a boyfriend to be happy
- well, now ex-boyfriend
- of course he had ulterior motives, and you knew this, but you didn’t care
- your heart wanted someone to watch movies with and eat a pint of ice cream out of the tub with you, and if max was the one who would do that, you’d settle with him for the night
- the way he pulled you into his arms, and pressed his body up against yours, was more than comforting
- he made funny jokes, tried tickling you, anything he could think of to get you to smile for him
- and for the most part, you did
- you were sick of your ex bringing the mood down the way he did, no matter how much you missed him
- the movie has gotten boring a long time ago, but you listened to max’s breathing, and felt his chest rise and fall behind you, and it was enough to lull you to sleep
- and he would’ve woken you up, to take you to his bed, but he was scared you’d leave to go home if he did
- so he took his couch throw, pulled it over the two of you, turned off the television, and settled back as you got comfortable on his chest
- this was a side of max phillips you’d never seen before, and you didn’t expect to see any time soon
- so you relished in it, and let sleep pull you in
MAXWELL LORD
- his head aches, and his eye is still bleeding on the plane back to washington d.c.
- the ride back is silent, save for the rumbling of the engine
- he rests his head against the wall of the airplane for most of the ride there, and you take comfort in knowing while he’s asleep, he’s not in pain
- when he starts getting restless, having what you think is a nightmare, you start holding his hand, stroking your thumb up and down his soft skin
- it takes him a minute, but he calms down, and you don’t let go of his hand
- with nothing to do but watch him sleep, you decide taking a nap too would be your best option
- which is when the plane hits a particularly rough patch of turbulence
- he bounces awake, nervous and alert, and you tell him it’s just the plane, everything’s fine
- when you pull him into your shoulder, he takes the opportunity to fall back asleep
- you can feel the tension in his neck just by having him rest his head on your shoulder
- you keep a firm grip on his hand, when your own eyes start to get heavy
- your head rests on his, and the rest of the ride there is smooth and painless
OBERYN MARTELL
- he had been pursuing you for quite some time
- as the second son of a king, he was more than accustomed to people saying yes to appease him
- he was forward with you, and you were forward back with him, and he liked that
- it was your words that told him you weren't looking for anything long term, that if he were to pleasure you, and you him, he would be nothing more than a simple one night stand
- boy did he prove you wrong
- your legs were so weak afterward, you couldn't bare to get up
- he took incredibly good care of you, squeezing your sore thighs and rubbing your aching muscles, pressing kisses up and down your back, brushing the hair out of your face
- it only increased your attraction to him when he brought in more people, caring for them and having them care for you, and by the time you had finished, you felt as though you couldn't physically go another round that night
- he purred in your ear that every night with him would be a night like this, and you whined back, making him grin and capture your mouth in a passionate kiss
- you didn't mean to fall sleep with him, but all the nibbling bites at your ear and the serotonin coursing through your veins had you spent for the night
- he let you sleep, and even stayed for a while before being summoned for an important meeting
- you made a mental note that eventually, you two would need to do that again, because you slept like a baby the whole night through
PERO TOVAR
- it's below freezing when you settle down for sleep that night
- no matter how much wind the tent tried to keep out, it just wasn't enough
- you're bundled up in all the clothes you had brought with you, the only blanket that could be spared, anything that could try to keep you warm, but nothing’s working
- the cold just bleeds through the blanket and your clothes, into your legs and chest and bones so that you can’t fall asleep if you tried
- you figure the only way you’ll be able to get any rest to be ready for the next day, is to go find a warmer place to sleep
- if the fire’s still going, you’ll rest there
- you shiver as you pick up your things, but your interrupted by tovar, who comes in with a thick fur blanket wrapped around his shoulders
- “where are you going?”
- “i was just going to sleep next to the fire,” you say, trying to keep the chill out of your voice
- “it’s going to be cold tonight. lay down.” he instructs, and you oblige
- he lays the blanket down over you and climbs underneath it next to you, so that your shoulders touch and watch him for a second before he turns over and tries to go to sleep without a word
- you pull the blanket up to your shoulders and you feel ten times warmer already, but it’s the heat from tovar that really entices you
- so you push back against him, your back against his, and fall asleep with the warmth of his muscles against yours
when you want him to choke you headcanons
note — NSFW. this bitch is kinky. obviously. lost of choking references, a little breathplay at the end there. all of the boys are willing in one way or another because pedro plays them, alright?? i believe in my heart that that man is kinky as hell. good morning and good night. happy superbowl. fuck you tom brady. big love to every one else besides tom brady <3
warnings: choking, penetrative sex, breathplay
MANDO
- is stunned
- you want him... to do what??
- excuse me??
- choke you?? like, with his hands??
- in the heat of the moment you guide his huge, bare hand to the softness of your throat
- he can feel the vibrations of your whimpers against the webbing of his hand and he almost blows his load right then and there
- the idea that he can wreck you like that gets him excited
- the first few times it gets his adrenaline pumping, but then he really starts to want to get closer to you, pull you in closer, fuck you on his lap in the cockpit while the baby naps in the pod
- he finds it interesting, all of these kinks, and never gets bored of them, but he's a simple man
- he's just glad you want to share these experiences with him and provide such a stable source of pleasure for him in his life that used to be so devoid of it
EZRA
- finds it quite hard to choke you with one hand, but willing to oblige you
- he's afraid of putting too much weight on your neck, so he refuses to do it in any position where he doesn't have much control
- but he ends up getting really into it
- he finds it so arousing, the dubious nature of it
- he likes the idea of being so in control of you, being able to control your breaths, your breathing
- he quite literally has your life in his hands, and it gets him rock hard
- he likes to control your moans, cut them off with his hand while you're riding him, pretending like you two have to be quiet
- will definitely ask you to let him do it again sometime
FRANKIE
- frankie is a little taken aback when you ask
- but you're so needy, mewling and whimpering underneath him
- he squeezes your jaw hard, and presses his mouth to it
- his husky voice reverberates against your nerves, and his lips move passionately across your skin before his hand moves to tilt your head up for better access
- it's like he can read your mind
- just the right pressure, just the right grasp, and can easily read when it starts to become uncomfortable
- he loves the way you anchor yourself to him by grabbing his wrist, pushing him in closer and pulling him back when it becomes too much
- communication is super important for him, so being able to gauge when he's getting too into it and what kinds of pressure you like are vital
- he loves the way you moan when he does it, so eventually, he's going to ask you to do it to him as well
WHISKEY
- a bit more vanilla than you'd expect from someone so forward, but is interested in this particular kink you have
- he'll trace the shell of your ear with his fingers, brush the side of your jaw, play with you lower lip, before cupping his hand lightly to your throat
- he likes to see how you fit so well in his hand, the way you gasp and shudder for him when he forces your chin up to look him in the eye
- the way his lip curls up when he realizes how smitten you are for him, the way he could tell you to do anything and you'd probably do it with the heat of his hand flush against your neck
- you have to show him how to do it properly, in order to not crush your windpipe, but he gets the hang of it swiftly enough
- is very possessive, and WILL allude to it in public
- he'll wrap his arm around your shoulders, and brush his fingers up against your neck
- he'll say you have something on your neck and go to wipe it away, his fingers splayed down the side of it
- he smiles when he sees your goosebumps, and you know you're in for it when you get home
JAVIER PEÑA
- he likes to kiss you with his hand wrapped around your neck
- to feel your heartbeat through your throat
- if it speeds up when he does it, he knows he's doing something right
- when he takes you from behind, he likes tugging on your hair, wrapping a hand securely around your throat so you know you're not going anywhere
- he really likes it, actually
- he loves the feeling of pressing you impossibly closer into him
- he likes to admire your beautiful throat, when your chest is pressed up against his and he's fucking up into you
- he'll grab your hair at the roots, and pull back on it, to wrap his fingers securely around the base of your throat, keeping you there
- his hands find every erogenous part of you they can, so to have one more spot he knows he can get you off with, that's all the more pleasure from javi
MARCUS MORENO
- he laughs mischievously when you ask him to do it
- he likes to get your blood rushing to all the hottest parts of you first
- he plants wet kisses to your neck, his nose pressing hard into your skin
- the way you heat up for him, and get so excited when he does it
- his free hand finds a way between your thighs and the other one curls around your throat
- it's great for when you're getting too loud and he's afraid you'll wake missy or alert the neighbors, even
- he loves listening to you pant heavily after you're done
- he also loves feeling you dig your nails into his back when you orgasm and his hand is wrapped around your throat
- those scratches aren't terribly difficult to hide, and the idea that you've marked him up as yours is reward enough for indulging in your requests
MARCUS PIKE
- will be the most reluctant, as nobody has ever asked this of him before
- he's scared of hurting you, but you seem to get really into it
- he's in awe of you when you push his hand harder and harder into your neck, moaning and whimpering soft and broken from underneath his grip
- he's not actually the one in charge here, but with his hand wrapped around your windpipe, her certainly feels like he is
- he doesn't want to leave bruises, and definitely checks up on you after the sex or the make out session
- you tell him that he doesn't have to worry as much, but that doesn't give him peace of mind
- it's only when you gently introduce him to the receiving end of it does he understand
- he doesn't like it as much as when you're writing and moaning underneath him, but he figures that if you like it, and he's really not hurting you, he doesn't mind you wrapping his fingers around your neck sometimes
MAX PHILLIPS
- max has always loved your neck, nipping at it, leaving hickeys, pressing his fingers into the pliable skin there
- so when you beg him to choke you, to force all the air out of your chest, to wrap his long fingers around your throat
- he doesn't need to be told twice
- he loves it so much, he starts doing it without needing to be asked
- he presses you up against a wall, or pins you to the bed, and squeezes just enough for you to just barely be able to breathe
- he fucks hard when he chokes you
- you swear you almost pass out when he does it, but he allows you to pull his hands back if he's getting too rough
- he likes to feel your hands wrapped around his throat too, mainly because he doesn't need to breathe, so seeing you fall apart on top of him, seeing your hands wrapped around such a delicate piece of him, squeezing as hard as you can as you ride out your orgasm
- he loves nothing more than orgasms, necks, and good business. and two out of three isn't bad
MAXWELL LORD
- he frames your face with his hands, thumbs tracing your cheeks, and you almost melt at his soft touch
- maxwell is usually quite eager, but gentle in the best ways
- the best part about when he chokes you and fucks you at the same time, is that he subconsciously squeezes in time with each of his thrusts
- his arm frames your head and his face is so close you yours and you just can't help trying to moan around his hand
- he loves loves loves hearing you moan, so usually he'll let up to allow them to escape your mouth
- but then he's right back on it, because he knows that the more he does it, the closer you'll get, and the louder you'll be
- his rings dig marks into your neck, but you love the cold contrast to the warmth of his fingers
OBERYN MARTELL
- will most definitely choke you if you ask him to
- he likes to have you demonstrate for him just exactly how you like it
- your breath hinges in your throat when he takes your hand in his, and presses it underneath his jaw, right above his adams apple
- and you press into his neck and his eyes narrow before he take you and pushes you down onto whatever surface is closest so he can fuck you
- he lights a fire in your core that's impossible to extinguish without him
- he likes to come up from behind you, wrap his hand around your throat, and shove his hand into your pants or up your dress or around whatever you're wearing
- and he loves to feel you push back against him when he does it
- he knows he's got you right where he wants you in that case
- his fingers flex around your throat and he tries to cover as much area at once
- he believes in allowing you to be as loud as you want, since he wants all of dorne to know how good of a lover he is
- but if his fingers are wrapped around your throat, he doesn't mind swallowing all of your moans in a kiss
PERO TOVAR
- tries to choke you out with two hands at first
- you really gotta slow him down and show him the ropes
- sometimes he gets excited about it, other times he's less enthusiastic
- but he loves pleasing you, deep down inside that cold heart of his
- which is why he obliges the request
- once he gets the hang of it, its over for you bitches
- he's up in your ear, panting and whispering dirty things, downright filthy things
- and he squeezes your neck tightly, his fingers wrapped snugly around your throat
- you swear his one hand almost wraps the entire way around, his fingers are so long
- he prefers fast and dirty sex, so this kind of kink is right up his alley
- especially because of how rough he can be with you
- when you two get close, he starts squeezing tighter and tighter, until you almost cant breathe, and your release, when he finally lets go, is one of the best orgasms you've ever had
- which is how pero accidentally discovers his breathplay kink