I literally don’t understand how antis can’t see how CREEPY they are for imagining what people may or may not be doing during their “alone time”. They really believe that fiction is worse than them bringing personal shit up like that?
Fancops, metaphorically peering into your bedroom and literally speculating about your masturbatory habits, somehow think that they are not the “perverts” in this interaction.
🔫🍳 here to answer this one 😉 🎀💖 is too shy to say.
1. What was your first time with your f/o like?
Drunk. The answer is we were both very drunk. With some guilt on my part (that went away later, with more context). Felt like I’d taken advantage of him. Guess it might have been more the other way around. Either way, it was fun, though.
10. Any erogenous zones?
Chest and inner thighs. Sorry, babe, your secret’s not THAT safe with me.
its very easy to be normal about sex and sexuality and by normal i mean not being a hand wringing patronizing conservative weirdo. it is 100% fucking fine to think people are hot, it is fine to jack off, it is fine to be a leather daddy or rubber fetishist its fucking FINE to celebrate erotic stuff
Wesker holds you against the wall, pinning you there with the raw strength of his superhuman body. One of his black gloved hands presses against your shoulder, the other he uses to grab your chin and force you to look him in the face.
“Such a struggle you put up,” he drawls, sneering at you. “Really, I am impressed. But it is time to submit.”
Something about his tone sends a shiver through your body. He’s right though, you can’t fight him any more. Maybe you could summon the strength if you tried, but the willpower? No. How could you keep fighting him when you know just what he wants from you.
Your lip trembles as you try to answer him, but Wesker doesn’t give you time.
He pulls your mouth to his, kissing you roughly, his tongue invading your mouth and his teeth nipping your lips, as he presses you hard under him. His kiss is commanding, dominating, insistent.
And he’s right, you don’t feel any more choice but to submit to him and let him have his way with you. A dizzy euphoria overtakes you as you let him do as he likes with you.
wesker x reader ficlet
gender neutral (no body parts mentioned)
cw: rough, dubcon. Rated PG16/teen.
Wesker holds you against the wall, pinning you there with the raw strength of his superhuman body. One of his black gloved hands presses against your shoulder, the other he uses to grab your chin and force you to look him in the face.
“Such a struggle you put up,” he drawls, sneering at you. “Really, I am impressed. But it is time to submit.”
Something about his tone sends a shiver through your body. He’s right though, you can’t fight him any more. Maybe you could summon the strength if you tried, but the willpower? No. How could you keep fighting him when you know just what he wants from you.
Your lip trembles as you try to answer him, but Wesker doesn’t give you time.
He pulls your mouth to his, kissing you roughly, his tongue invading your mouth and his teeth nipping your lips, as he presses you hard under him. His kiss is commanding, dominating, insistent.
And he’s right, you don’t feel any more choice but to submit to him and let him have his way with you. A dizzy euphoria overtakes you as you let him do as he likes with you.
