Alright, so, first off….I got WAY too excited and carried away with this. It’s eight pages in my drive. Second, Daddy!Ash, and when I say daddy, I mean “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you” daddy. Third, I hope this is what you wanted anon…
Warning: Smut x10. Slight BDSM?
Four months and sixteen days. That’s how long it had been since y/n had last seen Ashton. She wasn’t usually one to keep track like that, but considering she hadn’t gotten the chance to visit during his mini tour due to her sister’s wedding and not having any extra time to take off of work, you could say she was frustrated. All she had wanted to do when he got home was have a nice day in at his apartment, watch a few movies, have a couple of rounds of sex, and call it a night, so when Ashton had called her up that morning asking if she’d be his date to a fancy dinner with management instead of staying in, you could say she wasn’t pleased.
“Hello, love,” Ashton said, grin on his face as y/n opened the door to her small apartment. Ashton dressed in formal attire had always gotten her riled up, which just added to her frustrations even more. “Why don’t you look excited?”
“If we’re being honest here, I’m not,” she said back simply to head into the living room to retrieve her heels, the white dress she had on falling to mid-thigh hugging every curve of her body with flowing sleeves making her look like an angelic version of the devil himself.
“And why not?” he questioned lifting up the shawl she had draped over the couch ready to lay it over her shoulders.
“Because I haven’t seen or touched you in over four months, Ash, so the last thing I want to do is get dressed up to go out when I could be in my room lying beside you completely naked, preferably with your head between my legs,” she said back, crossing her arms, Ashton’s jaw dropping slightly at the words that escaped her lips. She stepped closer to him running her manicured nails down the front of his button up, back to the top where she unbuttoned the top two buttons preferring to see bits of his chest hair rather than having the shirt look like it’s choking him. “Wouldn’t you prefer that, daddy? Seeing your princess naked, ready to take your cock all night long?” Ashton knew what she was doing, trying to keep himself composed to at least make it to dinner. He didn’t really have a choice on whether or not he could go, but there were no restrictions on how long they needed to stay.
“Come on,” he barely choked out, draping the fabric over her shoulders before tugging her out of her apartment, a groan escaping her lips. She thought she had him wrapped around her finger in that moment, which only meant she would need to try harder, and what better way to get a good night of sex than to tease him in front of the boys?
The ride to the large restaurant was quiet, Ashton’s hand resting on y/n’s thigh while he drove the ten minutes into Sydney deciding to valet his car rather than attempt to look for parking. Y/n had seemed to forget what had happened at the apartment, letting Ashton’s arm snake around her waist as he led her inside to a small room in the back filled with his band mates, their dates, as well as members of the management staff and their dates. A few bottles of champagne lined the table as a few appetizers scattered around, the couple finding two seats in between Michael’s date and Calum.
“Glad you could finally join us,” Luke teased as Ashton waited for y/n to sit, pushing in her chair before taking a seat next to her, flipping Luke off in the process.
“I was running late,” Ashton said letting the blame fall on him, which was true, Y/n was ready for once when he had shown up at her door, taking a minute for him to figure out how to style his now short hair, something he wasn’t necessarily used to. The group shared a bit of small talk, y/n joking with Michael’s new flavor of the month as she shared stories from when she visited the boys in Montreal.
“Can I grab any drinks?” a waitress asked, perched happily in between Calum and Ashton as the blonde turned to his girlfriend, poking at her thigh trying to grab her attention.
“Babe, I know you won’t drink the champagne. Do you want a rosé or a pinot noir? I can get a bottle?” he questioned stroking at her thigh with his thumb in a comforting way, driving y/n crazy only adding to her own issues at the moment.
“Rosé’s fine. I don’t care which one,” she said letting her own hand land on his, stopping the movements as he turned back to the waitress requesting the bottle, as well as two wine glasses instead of the champagne flutes.
“Of course, sir,” the waitress giggled, y/n’s lips curling into a frown as the girl shamelessly flirted with her boyfriend who was just too oblivious to notice she wasn’t just being nice. But, this was also the boy that needed y/n to literally strip for him the first time they had sex for him to get the hint. It was hard enough being deprived of sex for one hundred and thirty-nine days, this was just the icing on the cake. She scooted a bit closer to Ashton, catching his eye only for a moment before he turned back to Calum, engaging himself in a deeper conversation as her hand landed on his thigh, raking her nails lightly up and down as she rested her head on his shoulder trying to make the gesture seem as innocent as possible. She was going to make this experience as difficult as possible for him.
Once everyone received their alcoholic beverages, the appetizers were passed around, y/n skipping on most of them not being a huge fan of seafood, but gladly taking the bruschetta passed around, letting it sit on her small plate, her hand only leaving Ashton’s leg to grab at the large plate before passing it down on it’s way through the table. She waited until Ashton had taken a piece of the tuna bite on his plate, moving her hand down agonizingly slow to cup at his crotch, squeezing it lightly causing him to choke on what was in his mouth, moving the same hand to his back rubbing soothing circles as he cleared his airways.
“Are you alright?” Luke asked from across the table, looking at him nervous, Ashton holding up a thumb as he continued to cough into his elbow, throwing a glare at his girlfriend who kept the best poker face he had ever seen. There was so much sympathy thrown onto her face, but her eyes held that lust filled, devilish look he had grown to know from the escapades in the bedroom. This was on purpose.
“You alright baby?” y/n questioned gripping at his wine glass, holding it to him for him to take a sip, putting it back on the table once he could breathe properly once again. He moved his mouth towards her ear, keeping his face as normal as her could not wanting to throw up any red flags with the guys knowing he would never hear the end of this.
“Don’t fucking start with me, princess. Now is not the time,” he basically growled in her ear as she furrowed her brows turning to face him as if she was confused, cocking an eyebrow up slightly.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about, daddy?” she said, the name reserved only for the bedroom slipping off her tongue in fluidity as if it was supposed to be out in the air like that. “I bet I could suck you off right here and no one would notice.” His cock twitched in his pants as he became aroused at the thought of getting head in public, in front of his band mates and, pretty much, his bosses: so vulgar and tempting, enticing him even more.
“Princess, if you let one more vulgar thing leave that dirty little mouth of yours, daddy won’t let you cum tonight,” he whispered again, pulling his head away from her not letting her respond as her mouth hung open slightly in shock and disbelief, arousal soaking her panties just at the thought of understimulation and how good her orgasm will feel when he does let her cum. It would be something new for them, and that excited her more than anything at this point setting her over the edge of her frustration. She didn’t even care about dinner that this point. She wanted to go home and fuck Ashton so good that she wouldn’t be able to get out of bed in the morning.
She sighed in content before placing her hand on his thigh once again, fingers dancing atop his dress pants as she ate the piece of bread with the tomato mozzarella mixture that resided on her plate. Once she had finished that, she stood up to head to the bathroom, only to pull off her panties and return moments later with them shoved into her hand, sitting down with her hands folded in her lap.
The waitress had finally returned with the entrees, once again standing between Ashton and Calum, dropping off both entrees for the men as y/n laid her panties on Ashton’s lap, a playful gleam in her eye as the waitress caught sight of what she was doing, knocking over Ashton’s glass into his lap. He didn’t bother standing up, just looking down as his wine coated crotch, catching sight of his girlfriend’s undergarment that should be on her body, his semi growing hard, now, just waiting to be touched. He grabbed the flimsy fabric, quickly shoving it in his pocket as he stood up from the table, all eyes on him.
“Are you alright, Ash?” Michael asked, catching a glimpse of the boy’s eyes, mistaking his lust for anger as he shook his head slightly.
“We’re going to go,” he said simply, moving to the side waiting for his girlfriend to stand up, the color draining from the waitress’s face as she apologized profusely thinking it was her fault the beautiful man was leaving, having no idea that y/n had set him over the edge. Ashton liked to play sexual games with his girlfriend, teasing the other in public was one of them, but he didn’t enjoy the thought of some other guy catching a glimpse of her bare pussy due to lack of clothing. He had mentioned that time and time again. The table looked between the two, Ashton’s frowning face as y/n pouted, bottom lip jutted out, poker face hiding her excitement and nerves at once as she thought about the punishment she knew was to come. He grabbed her hand in his, pulling her to the exit without another word, handing the valet a slip of paper before the man went running to retrieve his vehicle.
“Ash,” she mumbled not enjoying the silence. As many times as she had pulled something like this in public, he was never this quiet, only earning a shake of his head, a small chuckle leaving his lips.
“Oh, princess, princess, princess,” he said, the car pulling up, parking right in front of them as he opened the passenger door for her helping her inside of the car. That was all he had said, the entire way home, a stuffy silence filled the car as y/n shifted in her seat nervously, looking at Ashton out of the corner of her eye, his clenched jaw, hands gripping the wheel as his eyes were fixated on the road. She went to reach towards his leg, only to have him grab her wrist before it could graze the fabric on his leg. “You really don’t want to do that right now.” She moved her hand away deciding to just leave it be as he pulled into her apartment complex, helping her out of the car before making their way inside to her small apartment, Ashton escaping to the kitchen as y/n followed him slowly, now worried she had pissed him off instead.
“Ash,” she said barely above a whisper as she watched him pull out a glass from her cabinet, heading towards the freezer to fill it with ice.
“Go lay down,” he said back simply not turning to look at her as she bit down on her lip, shifting her weight between her feet.
“Daddy said to go lay down, princess, so I don’t know why you’re still standing here,” he said cutting her off, finally turning to face her, his eyes clouded with lust. The look he was giving her was something new, and it had her knees weak. She quickly made her way towards her room, sitting on the edge of the bed knowing better than to do anything she wasn’t told to do. She had already worked him up enough for today. “Such a good girl,” he muttered watching her from the doorway, her eyes shooting up to meet his, taking her lip between her teeth as he moved to set his glass on the stand next to her bed before beckoning her onto her feet, his body replacing hers on the bed. “Strip.” She hesitated, but only for a second before pulling down the zipper on the side of her dress, letting it slip from her shoulders and pool at her feet leaving her in just a bra and heels before unclasping the bra, tossing that to the side as well. She stopped, not sure if he meant the heels as well when he said to strip, watching his eyes rake up her body. They had been together for a little over two years now and, yet, he could still make her feel insecure and vulnerable with just once glance. “Want me to go over the rules, princess? Daddy’s added a couple of new ones for tonight.” She nodded her head slowly, arms crossing over her bare chest as he quickly pulled them away, revealing her body to him. “Words.”
“Yes,” she squeaked out, Ashton raising an eyebrow, smirk tugging at his lips.
“Yes, daddy,” she mumbled, her hands intertwined with his as he pulled her hands to his lips, placing a soft kiss on each knuckle.
“First, and foremost, darling, I am in charge. You do not tell me what to do, you ask, yes?”
“Yes, daddy.” His hands let go of hers, placing them on her hips softly and slowly, trailing them up her sides.
“Number two: what’s our safeword, princess?”
“Red.” His hands started to trail back down her body as slow and soft as they had going up.
“And when do we use this safeword?”
“When I’m uncomfortable or am hurting.” A chill ran down her spine as goosebumps coated her skin at the feeling of his skin on hers. He lifted a hand to her mouth, his thumb tapping at her lips for her to open, sticking the digit in for her to suck on it as he watched her.
“Number three: you ask permission to cum,” he said watching as she nodded her head, tongue swirling around the tip of his finger, teeth grazing lightly as he bit down on his bottom lip. “Number four’s a new one princess. And this is only for tonight, okay?” She nodded her head once again as he moved his finger from her mouth, standing up in front of her, only to lift her up and turn her around to place her on the bed. “Don’t you dare cum until I say so.” He pressed his lips to hers roughly as she returned the favor, hands running through his hair as he grabbed at her thigh, pulling her leg up to wrap around his hip while the other hand pulled out the panties she had taken off at the restaurant. “Arms up,” he commanded against her lips watching her eyes flicker with excitement, more than ready to lift her hands above her head for him as he dominated her. He tore the fabric at the seams so it would be easy to tie through the posts of the headboard, y/n’s eyes widening in shock. “You know how I feel about you not wearing panties in public. So next time, we’re going to keep them on, yes?”
“Yes, daddy,” she said, a blush on her face as he slipped her wrists through one loop, twisting the fabric before tying her tightly to the headboard, but not enough to cut off circulation in her wrists. He climbed off her body, making his way to her closet where he knew she kept her toys for when he was away. “Daddy.”
“Yes, princess?” he called out, pulling down the box on the top shelf, settling for the vibrator he had gotten her for her birthday the past year.
“What are you going to do?” she questioned, watching him return with the bright green toy, his shirt now unbuttoned as he pulled it from his shoulders onto the floor.
“I told you. I’m not going to let you cum,” he said turning it on to a medium speed, sticking it in his mouth to wet it before rubbing it lightly over her clit causing her hips to buck up towards him. “Hips stay down, princess.”
“But I didn’t say anything else bad,” she muttered, Ashton pressing the toy down harshly on her clit causing her to moan loudly before pulling it back to teasing her once again.
“You’re right, you didn’t baby. You were such a good girl until you went and took off your panties in the bathroom. So, now, I’m going to punish you.” He pressed down a bit harder on her clit, circling the vibrating toy over her nub as he turned it up another speed, letting the toy drop down to her opening to collect some of her juices, letting it trail back up rubbing over her. He legs started to shake as she tried as best as she could to keep her hips down, whimpers escaping her lips as she tried to hold it together. “You close, princess?”
“Y-yes, daddy,” she moaned, her hands pulling on her restraints as she cried out. “Can I cum?” she asked quickly, only to have the toy pulled away from her, a loud whimper escaping her lips as she breathed heavily trying to catch her breath.
“Why isn’t daddy letting you cum?” he questioned letting a finger trail up through her folds collecting the wetness spilling from her as she shook from the sensitivity.
“As a punishment,” she responded, eyes closed as she heard the vibrator turn on once again, bracing herself.
“And why is this your punishment?” he questioned pressing it to her her clit again as she moaned loudly once again, back arching off of the bed.
“Because you don’t like to hurt me,” she said quickly, panting heavily as pleasure took over her once again, her orgasm building up quickly from being denied the first time as she moaned loudly over and over, Ashton loving the way her body thrashed against the mattress trying to relieve herself. He’d rather watch her like this than watch her ass turn a bright shade of red, spanking her harshly. “Cum?”
“That’s not a full sentence,” he said, turning the speed up once again as she screamed trying desperately to hold it together, only to have him deny her orgasm for the second time. Her body fell back to the mattress, sweat starting to coat her body as she looked at him through hooded eyes. She could tell he was enjoying watching her beg, but knew he wouldn’t last much longer, especially when it started to become painful for her. He knew her body just as well as she did and what her limit was. He placed the toy down next to her body, situating himself between her legs, face level with her pussy, eyes gleaming at the amount of her arousal dripping from her onto her satin sheets. “Such a pretty pussy, baby,” he muttered letting his tongue lick a stripe up collecting some of her juices in his mouth before diving in, her arms tugging desperately at the restraints now, wanting to tug at his hair and push him deeper into her pussy. It didn’t take long for her orgasm to build up for the third time, now hanging on by a single thread as she tried to get the words to flow from her mouth.
“CanICum? CanICum? CanIcum?” she practically chanted, her words flowing together as he pulled back from her, another whine escaping her lips. “Fuck, Ash.”
“I’m sorry, what’s my name?” he asked gripping her face in his hand. “You didn’t seem to have any issues calling me daddy in front of the guys and management? Why not now in the comfort of your own bedroom?” She didn’t respond, letting her brain process what was going on. She desperately needed a release, but her cunt was so sensitive at this point, she wasn’t sure she could handle anymore. “I’m speaking to you princess.”
“I’m sorry,” she muttered looking into his eyes before looking away once again. “I’m so sorry.”
“I know you are, princess,” he said leaning up to press a kiss to her lips. “You’ve been such a good girl, handling your punishment.” He crawled off of her, feet touching the floor as he pulled off his pants and briefs, his cock standing at attention as he rubbed over his tip looking at her carefully. “You’ve done such a good job, it’s my turn to please you.” He didn’t bother with a condom, crawling back onto her before slowly pushing inside of her, letting out a moan from how wet and tight she felt around him.
“Fuck,” she moaned, her legs wrapping around him once again as he started to thrust into her at a quick pace, his hips snapping against hers harshly as one hand dug into her hip most likely going to leave bruises the next morning while the other held him up as she moaned loudly with each thrust. Her orgasm was approaching quickly, he could feel her tightening around her as she struggled to form coherent words, digging his face into her neck as he left love bites along her flesh.
“You can cum, princess. All over my cock,” he let out in a raspy breath, her body shaking from the orgasm as she squirted, the sight setting him over the edge as he pulled out, releasing over her sweat coated stomach as she caught her breath. They both took a minute to calm down, Ashton retreating to the bathroom to grab a towel using it to clean himself off of her before untying her wrists from the headboard, kissing at her skin repeatedly before peppering her face with kisses. “Was I too rough?”
“No,” she mumbled kissing his lips as she struggled to stay awake, Ashton catching the hint as he settled in next to her, cuddling her body tightly to his.
“I love you so much, baby,” he whispered in her ear as she nestled into his body even more than she already had.
Hey guys! Here’s the next reaction in my little mini series! I have gotten a few requests, but there’s always room for more!! Please be sure to send in any requests you may have!! Lets get into this, shall we?
How would Got7 cuddle with their girlfriend at night?
1. Mark(He’s so pretty and it makes my heart happy….)
Mark would prefer being the big spoon because he enjoys holding you close to his chest. Also, being the big spoon gives him more freedom to change position if necessary, as opposed to having you sleep with your head on his chest, where he is held immobile. He’ll definitely be cuddly as he falls asleep and when he wakes up in the morning, but he wants the freedom to roll away from you if he needs to during the night.
Jaebum would like cuddling only if you are resting your head on his chest. This way, he can hold you against his side and he doesn’t really have to deal with shifting his position if you decide to move. He tend to be a bit of a heavy sleeper so he doesn’t like to move around much once he’s out. That being said, he prefers the warmth of cuddling because it helps him sleep better.
Jackson wouldn’t like to sleep while cuddling. He’s more than willing to cuddle before you fall asleep and when you wake up in the morning, but he moves in his sleep sometimes so he doesn’t want to be cuddling while he’s sleeping. He knows that neither of you would stay cuddling while you sleep, but he finds it easier to skip a step and fall asleep not cuddling.
Jinyoung may not always want to cuddle and generally isn’t much of a cuddler at all. That being said, if he were to cuddle, he would prefer to be the little spoon and that’s probably the only position he would go for. Mostly, he would prefer this position because he can still read after you fall asleep.
5. Youngjae(I may have killed @mintyoongiisjungshook with this gif….)
Youngjae would like to have you curled up against his chest while he sleeps. It makes it easier for him to sleep when he can feel you breathing against him. He always feels happy when you sleep curled up against him like this because he can always tell that you’re there as he falls asleep, and he finds that comforting.
6. BamBam(Then I killed myself with this one…..)
BamBam wouldn’t have a set position. He would be willing to try a bunch of different cuddling position until you find one that is comfortable for both of you. This means that your cuddling position may change every couple of weeks, depending on how both of you feel about it. BamBam would be all about comfort.
7. Yugyeom(I also killed her with this one…)
Yugyeom would prefer for you to be facing him, nestled against his chest. He prefers this position because he wants to stroke your hair as you fall asleep. His goal is to help you relax before you fall asleep. Feeling you relaxed against him before he falls asleep makes him feel more relaxed and makes it easier for him to sleep.
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Hyunwoo would love to make you feel safe. He’d want you to know he’d always protect you and he’d do this by holding you close to his body, your head on his chest preferably, but close enough to his face so he can press occasional kisses to your forehead. He’d also softly stroke your arm with his thumb. He is a really soft and warm cuddler, sort of like a huge teddybear. You’d always go to him for comfort.
Hoseok would love spooning you. He’d like to protect you and make you feel like you’re safe in his arms, so he’d be the big spoon most of the time. He’d tightly wrap his arms around you, press kisses to your neck and whisper sweet things in your ear. He would secretely love being the little spoon sometimes, because he loves the feeling of you playing with his hair and pressing kisses to his forehead.
There’s 2 types of cuddling when it comes to Minhyuk. Sometimes he’d love it when you held him, and let him talk about his day. He’d wrap his arms around you waist and you guys would stay up for quite a while, talking about everything possible. Other times, he would enthusiastically wrap his arms around you in this sort of bear hug (or should we say cuddle?), pressing you to his chest tightly.
Kihyun would prefer you laying on his chest, because he loves slowly stroking your hair and holding your hand with his free hand. He’d also sometimes press a kiss to your forehead, which would surprise you and make you nuzzle your face into his neck further.
Hyungwon wouldn’t really mind how you cuddled, as long are he’s comfortable. You guys would be cuddling in a different position every time. He wouldn’t be the one to initiate cuddling often though, it’d have to come from you. While cuddling him, he’d love it if you left soft kisses near his neck/jawline.
Jooheon would love hugging you, he’d always be up for it. He especially loves spooning. He’d nuzzle his face in the back of your neck and rest his hand on your tummy. Despite this, he’d love being the little spoon as well. He would often lay his head in your lap and let you play with his hair.
Changkyun would be a little shy about wanting to cuddle you, which you found absolutely adorable. Once he’d get more comfortable around you, he would completely cling to you. He’d wrap his arm and both of his legs around you, making it impossible for you to escape. You are his world and he doesn’t ever want to let go of you. When cuddling with him you’d often both stay quiet, both just enjoying being in each others’ company.
He didn’t have a lot of hobbies (or interests, even) and he was very secretive (and angry/defensive when pryed, even resorting to lying), having no friends or even real acquaintances. Dahmer’s life consisted of indulging and maintaining the means to his obsession and virtually nothing else once the second murder took place. However, there are some interesting, less known things surrounding who he was as a person:
•He liked to people-watch at the local mall, even when he wasn’t scoping for victims (sometimes he just happened upon them when he wasn’t even looking for one)
•Some things not really talked about that were found in his apartment were acne cream, a shaving kit, a contact lens cleaning kit, and a pair of men’s black nylon shorts.
•Dahmer preferred hairless (body hair) men and usually shaved his own chest, etc. He was also really into biceps and chest muscles.
•As a kid, he once submitted a science fair project in school on moulds and fungi.
•He went through small, mild “satanic” phases, dabbling in the occult. It was during one of these times, he stole a vial of blood from his phlebotomy job (that he didn’t care for) and attempted to drink it (and did not like it.) Some of his shrine ideas derived from the altar that he initially set up for rituals based on the occult.
•The day that Lionel came home to discover Jeff living alone at the family home, there were other teenagers there, sleeping and hungover from the previous night, in which they had used a Ouija board and Dahmer had drawn a pentagram on the coffee table. The girl he ditched at prom was there.
•He really liked guns and was knowledgeable about different types. Shooting was a hobby he kept up after his exit from the military.
•He liked taking walks solo while stationed in Germany, watching the boars roam the hills.
•He enjoyed cop shows, NYPD Blue was one of his favorites. He hated Geraldo Rivera, but he still watched his show in the mornings.
•He listened to metal and classic rock, but while he was in prison, he said sometimes hearing music that reminded him of the gay night clubs (presumably pop or dance from the 80’s) made him nostalgic and upset.
• According to Lionel, Jeff really liked weight lifting for almost a whole year in high school, he picked it up almost immediately, and it was one of the few things that kept his interest for that long. Upon his arrest, supplements and vitamins were found in his apartment.
•He loved horror movies and science fiction including Star Wars, the Exorcist, and Blade Runner, and Hellbound. Most of the films found in his apartment were porn.
•He enjoyed drag shows and strips clubs, these are the primary reason he would visit the Chicago area, aside from the bath houses he held memberships at there, but he wasn’t attracted to men dressed in drag.
•He liked helping his father raise and tend to livestock as a child.
•He was never much into reading or writing. In school, he only read assigned books and Alfred Hitchcock’s Horror for Children. In his apartment were four books on fish, a King James Version of the Bible, a few creation science books, a numerology book, and a learning kit for Latin.
•He failed all of his college courses except Administrative Science, in which he was “mediocre” in, and Riflery, which he passed with a B-.
•Dahmer not only sought the death penalty, but he believed in it. He stated that if it was wrong, it wouldn’t be in the Bible.
•He also thought that his suicide would be justified, saying there wasn’t much more he could do wrong.
A/N: For @thealbersclan who requested this prompt from @imaginexhobbit ! Sorry it took me a while, I’ve been alternately busy and completely unwilling to write (*winces*). But here it is, at last! I hope you enjoy it! It was a lot of fun to write once I got around to it.
Summary: Fili and Kili have been fighting over you since the journey began, and Thorin’s had just about enough of their nonsense.
Word count: 1,371
Warnings: Brief mentions of those giant spiders, spider bites
The argument had been going on for
months now. Ever since you’d joined Thorin Oakenshield’s Company just outside
of the Shire, his exuberant nephews had been sending taunts back and forth,
each sure that the other was wrong.
“She couldn’t possibly like you
better,” Kili called to his brother. “She prefers those with darker hair, such
as my own.”
Fili snorted. “But
she also prefers thicker facial hair, which you,”
he poked his brother in the chest, “have yet to show any evidence of.”
“You go too far!”
Kili shouted. “Just because my beard is a bit slow doesn’t mean it won’t be
full and luscious when it does grow in!”
Well, if we're talking about drinking, I'd like ask: what type of alcohol "adult" part of series would prefer: Kakashi, Asuma, Kurenai, Guy, Genma, Iruka, Yamato, Jiraya, Tsunade, Shizune (Of coursr, please do the caracters you've met already)?
I thought long and hard about this and I’m pretty confident with my answers. I had to do some serious research for these headcanons.
Naruto Adults’ Favorite Alcoholic Beverages
Kakashi loves Hennessy Black. It’s sleek black packaging is very appealing to the eye. He prefers to drink it over ice. While it can have a variety of undertones in its flavors, Kakashi tends to notice the honey taste more than the others.
Asuma is a beer drinker. His favorite is actually Irish Dry Stout. It’s dark in color and it goes well with the barbecue he often eats with Team 10. It’s a little bitter in flavor, which mixes well on his palate with the taste of cigarettes.
Kurenai likes her red wine, particularly Pinot Noir. This wine pairs well with a variety of different foods, especially with Japanese dishes like sushi and salmon. She likes how delicate it is as a beverage and how she can easily pick out the fruity aromas like strawberry or plum.
Guy likes hard cider. He finds the crisp apple flavors to be very refreshing after a long day of training. It can cool him down and stimulate his tastebuds without making him so drunk he can’t function.
Genma prefers bourbon - the kind that will instantly make you grow chest hair with how much it burns on the way down. He likes the kind that has aged a bit more so he can really pick out the vanilla notes that he can’t find in younger whiskies.
Iruka loves Baileys Irish Cream. While he has tried many flavors of this liqueur, he tends to stick with the original cream. To Iruka, nothing is more relaxing than coming home after a long day and brewing a cup of dark roast coffee and pouring two shots of Baileys in. It’s not the strongest alcohol, which he appreciates, but it definitely helps put him to sleep when he needs it.
Yamato actually appreciates white wine. His favorite kind is Gewürztraminer, a German wine. It is very sweet and pairs well with Asian cuisine. He likes to sip it over dinner. He likes the hint of peach flavor in the wine and likes how dry it is.
Jiraiya loves Belgian Quadrupel beer. Pairing well with smoked meats, Jiraiya can often be seen with his type of alcohol at his table. He likes the sweetness of brown sugar that he can taste. It has a high alcohol percentage, so it usually doesn’t take him long to feel the effects.
Tsunade really enjoys white wine, particularly the more velvety kinds of Chardonnay. It goes down smoother than usual dry wines and has bold hints of citrus flavors. On occasion she will drink the fresh barreled kind for the taste of vanilla and coconut. She can go through two bottles in one night if she isn’t careful.
Shizune loves Merlot red wine. It’s a softer wine which she only drinks on the occasion where she needs a hardcore relaxation period. She likes how she can taste plums and other herbs on her tastesbuds. It was this wine that really introduced her to alcohol when she became old enough to drink.
OMG, HOW DARE YOU SUPPORT AND LOVE COLIN'S CHEST HAIR. Don't you know it's wrong?! I realize everyone has an opinion and preference when it comes to men with chest hair, but you're WRONG for your opinion. A shaved chest is next to Godliness. Totally on anon, btw!
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This is a Multichapter slow burn, so just in case thats not your jam, be forewarned, it takes about 4 chapters to get to the smut.
I meet Sebastian ten minutes before the most important interview of my life, and I have absolutely no idea who he is besides drop dead gorgeous.
I step up to the black 2 way glass door of Disney Headquarters New York, portfolio in one hand and coffee in the other, well prepared and ready to land my dream job.
Of course, because nothing like good luck ever applies to me, that’s the moment the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen in my life pushes the door open and it slams right into my hand spilling the hot, rich brown liquid all over my white silk blouse.
His eyes stretch wide and he murmurs quickly into his phone “let me call you back later, I just fucked up.” He takes in my shocked face and starts apologizing “Oh wow, I am so sorry. I’m happy to pay for your dry clea-”
He cuts himself off when I make no attempt at a response, but continue to stare, dumbfounded.
“Look, whatever you’re thinking just please don’t cry. Please please don’t cry, I’m not good with tears.” He jokes halfheartedly.
I shake my head, feeling like a complete idiot “Not gonna cry, but I’m certainly not going to be getting a job dressed in coffee soaked clothes” I sigh.
There goes my one shot at the Disney animation team.
Harry: Harry likes to change things up all the time and likes to cuddle at any point and in any way shape or form. His favourite is when you lie with your head on his chest, and he can place his arms around you. You feel protected and comfortable.
Ron: Ron likes to spoon and, usually, he likes being the little spoon (no one still has no idea why). However, Ron enjoys any cuddle time with you
George: When you two cuddle in your dorms, his head is on your chest and one arm is around your waist. When you’re at the Burrows, you to will just cuddle up next to each other on the couch with his arm around you
Fred: Fred isn’t big on cuddling anywhere, but if you really want it, he will cuddle you. When you two do cuddle, you two just spoon and hold hands. Very simplistic, but it means the world to you.
Oliver: Oliver lays his head on your lap when you two cuddle on the couch. When you’re in the dorms, you are cuddled up next next to each other. Your head and hand is on his chest, and he strokes your hair.
Draco: Draco prefers to cuddle while doing other things, like watching movies. He’ll casually put his arm over your shoulders, until you are both cuddled up next to each other. But he doesn’t mind when you come into his dorm and you lay on top of him, just like how you two sleep.