James: When you’d interrupted his readings, James had no idea it would be to say that you love him. It’s a rather pleasant surprise and he easily returns the phrase back to you, beckoning you closer so he could tell you not only with his words, but with his actions.
Erik: Surprised at first, Erik quickly covers up that reaction with one of his smoothest smiles as he pulls you in close. He’s been telling you all this time that he loves you and to finally hear the same phrase from your lips? He felt like he was finally in the heaven the both of you deserved.
Sam: For a moment, you don’t think Sam has heard you because he doesn’t react at all. Then the color comes, an embarrassed flush making its way from his cheeks to the rest of his face all the way to his ears. He starts mumbling, absolutely flustered; don’t just sneak those things into a conversation like that!
Matthew: A bit shocked that you had been the one to say it first, Matthew stares a bit wide eyed. He’d always imagined himself being the first to admit it, but seeing that you were the one didn’t bother him at all. In fact, the first thing he does is reciprocate the sentiment.
Damien: Of course, he could hear you saying it all the time in his mind. Everything he did, you seemed to echo that three word phrase in your head over and over again. Still, it didn’t make hearing it from your voice any less special when you finally did vocally profess your love to Damien.
Diana: This could be your last moment seeing her as she readied herself to fight the Demon Lord, so the words only seemed right to say. Diana pauses in her preparations when she hears you, fixing you with a gentle smile. This wasn’t going to be the last time she heard you say those words, she promised you that.
Saero: You had said it in passing, almost as if it were a random phrase that had only just come to mind. Saero almost missed it the way you said it so nonchalantly and, when he realized, a flush of color crossed his cheeks. You couldn’t expect him to say it so easily the first time too, could you?
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21. Vacation [James x Reader] (Seduce Me)
Maybe it the usual work drag of the past few weeks that had worn you down or the way James ran his fingers through your hair, but you couldn’t help dozing off, the summer sun beaming on you, the heat wrapping you in a warm blanket, all combined made you a sleepy mess.
Well, a would-be sleepy mess save for the continued shouting of Sam and Matthew playing in the ocean.
You could hear James mentally preparing a lecture the longer he looked at the water.
You smiled sleepily, touching his hand.
His fingers returned to your hair after that.
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James cuddling headcanons
Time for the last one. I tried to keep my bias under wraps. Ahahaha who am I kidding, I CANNOT:
- I’m persuaded the eldest son suffers from lack of affection (I could write an essay with the reasons, but I’ll save it for now) mostly seated in the subconscious.
- This fact clashes with his usual
control freakproper attitude, which constantly suggests him fleeting and apparently innocent touches.- Until he realizes what he’s missing.
- Then you better be prepared for the sweetest, longest hugs.
- It’s like weight off his shoulders, the way he holds you.
- The more he gets comfortable, the more he shows his playful side too.
- There’s this thing with him. I’d call it simply predatory instinct.
- He loves sneaking up on you anywhere and everywhere.
- However, he gets back to being Mr Perfect when he bids goodbye in the morning.
- “Hey, you think you can get away with that little kiss?”
- “Sorry love, I’m going to be late for work.”
- At that point test his patience. He won’t last long seeing your sad face.
- In a split second he’s all over you, squeezing and kissing the shit out of you, before heading to the door with messy hair and glasses askew
damn he’s hot even like this.- One of his favorite pastimes is cuddling lying on the couch, talking at both your minds contempt.
- He can’t help steal a kiss from time to time, but basically just runs his fingers gently over you body.
- Despite his giving nature, he very much enjoys being pampered and let go for a while.
- Sometimes he can’t wait to relax
with his head on your lap
after a tiring day at the company.
- You’ll have demon pudding in a minute by playing softly with his hair.
- But if you really want demon juice, a shoulder massage goes long way with him. He’s very uh sensitive around his collarbones.
- Of course he’s going to get curious and read everything about it and all its variants
such a precious nerd.- Totally return the favour, asking to practice his brand new skills on you, especially if he senses you’re stressed
need I say more?- He’s weak for hugs from behind in time of distress.
- Acknowledging you’re there for him too, he unwraps your arms, turns and pulls you in, resting his head on yours.
I love thissss
James/Mika NSFW
Take it, ya perverts!
–The bookcases in the study creaked under Mika’s weight when James slammed her against the nearest one. He sighed as he locked lips with her, buried his fingers in her hair, drank her in like he was starved for energy.
Mika cupped his cheek and moaned into his mouth, her eyes fluttering. She hooked a leg up on his hip and arced up against him. The latter, she hadn’t realized doing until James all but tore her shirt up to grab her boob. That was James, drawn to a tit like a thirsty horse to water.
He pushed her bra up too and parted from their hungry kiss to kneel. “Fuck…”
Mika’s nails dug into his scalp, a moan barely escaping her when the back of her head slammed against a row of books. James locked his lips around a nipple and lapped at it just enough to make it pucker so he could graze his teeth over it.
Mika squeaked, she couldn’t keep herself quiet. When she reached up to cover her mouth, James hummed a smug chuckle around her and grabbed her wrist just in time, pinning it right at her side.
“James you ass, you cruel ass…!” She whined and squirmed.
She could feel him smiling around her tit, until he sucked. Then she could only feel pleasure skitter through her and shoot straight to her crotch.
With some effort, James unclasped her bra and helped her pull her shirt off. Both garments were tossed aside. When he brought his attention back to her tits, he glanced up at her and slid his glasses off.
The smolder he gave her from that angle, that wanting glare through his ruffled bangs, would make her melt every time. He knew it, too.
James tossed his glasses aside and dove in for the other boob. Mika bit her lip, tried not to give his ego the satisfaction, but he kept sucking and flicking her nipple with the tip of his tongue, just barely enough, and she was keening.
“Goodness, whining already, love?” James chuckled, his warm breath puffing against her wet nipple. He fondled the other one just long enough for Mika to squirm.
“Perhaps you would like something more direct, hmm?” He cocked a brow up at her as he pinched it, and she almost kneed him out of sheer spite.
“I would like that quite a bit, yes, Raestrao,” she hissed, and relished getting to see his eyes flare gold and his torso seize forward. He groaned against her nipple.
She smirked down at him. He met her glare, as he slipped his hand up her skirt and ran his thumb over her cloth-covered lips.
Mika gasped and bucked against him, wide-eyed and mouth agape. His grin was almost peevish as his eyes gleamed gold. He easily pulled her underwear aside and slid a finger up into her.
“N-nnnnngh!! J-James–!” Mika tried not to be too loud but it wasn’t working so well. She grappled for something, anything as James pushed until his knuckle was flush against her, and curled.
She gripped his hair tighter than she should have. He grunted and slipped his free hand into hers, and she gripped as hard as she could. He thrusted up into her a few more times, got his finger good and slick, then gently introduced a second finger.
Even though he was delicate in the stretching process, he could still be rough with hitting her G-spot. James was merciless, grinning and baring his teeth as Mika writhed and clenched around him.
“Everything alright, love?”
The small part of Mika that was coherent enough, wanted to kick him. Fortunately for James, she was losing her mind in ecstasy and digging half-circles into his hand with her nails.
He scissored his fingers just then and Mika keened loud enough to be heard from the kitchen. James’ laugh was low and raspy, thick with hunger. His eyes’ glow never wavered.
“One more, I think,” he murmured. Smoothly he withdrew from her, and with a third finger he eased back into her.
Mika kept breathing even when her thighs trembled and her hair stuck to her jaw from sweating. She hated him so much, hated how smug he looked down there, hated how good he was with just his fingers.
He brushed his thumb against her clit and hit her G-spot all at once, and Mika did cry out that time. “Gently gently, fuck gently James…!”
He eased up the pressure on her clit and sparks of colored pleasure swam through her body. She could taste copper from her lip and it was delicious.
“You sound ready, I think,” James rumbled and slid his fingers out of her. “Carnivean’s Crown… such a messy woman, aren’t you, love.”
She leered at him as he helped her move from the bookcase to his desk – the unimportant one. She sat herself up on it and, taking the hint of how James stood before her, undid his fly for him.
“I wouldn’t look so satisfied with myself if I were you,” she growled through a smirk and heavy eyelids.
“No?” He cocked a brow down at her, using his clean hand to push his trousers down. “And why not?”
She paused. “Because it irritates me.”
“Oh I know, love, the bruised pride,” he snickered and stroked her cheek – clean hand of course. “You look absolutely delicious when you glare at me like that.”
“Then dig in,” she pulled his briefs down, and out bounced his seven and a half.
Before he could make any insinuations, she leaned back on the desk and propped a leg up on the edge. Her glare, a challenge.
James ran his wet hand over the head and length of his cock, looking her right in the eye as he did it.
“Now who’s making a mess,” she murmured.
“Are you certain you want my answer?” He leaned over her, clean hand braced on the desk as he jerked himself with her juices as lube.
“Yup,” She said, and spread her legs open further.
He chuckled. “Excellent.”
James eased her underwear down her thighs but left her skirt on. As he lined himself up, Mika decided to shift the power. She grabbed him by his tie and pulled him down into a bruising kiss that was more clanking teeth than tongue but that kind of thing was a turn-on for James and Mika knew it.
He slammed both hands on the desk and let out the deepest growl Mika had ever heard, deepened the kiss and tasted the traces of blood mingle. The glow in his eyes seemed to pulse with his heartbeat.
He pressed his hips forward and slid inside her, and they both gasped. Mika didn’t let him escape from the kiss though, her grip on his tie was solid.
It felt like forever, but his hips were finally flush against hers.
She loved him like this; her perfect gentleman, so polite and pristine, reduced to a complete mess of disheveled hair, wrinkled collar shirt, and raw hunger. The very same hunger he was looking at her with now.
Mika’s thighs trembled, but she clenched around him as hard as she could, just to goad him on, and when that dominance in him wavered as pleasure shot through him and he buckled, she pulled him by the tie one more time to murmur in his ear the only word she ever needed with him.
“Move.”
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