Sassyabbs - Abby

Smut headcanons: George Weasley.

[Notes: Well, a little love to my man, bless his hands.

Also, I'm sorry if there's any mistakes, english isn't my first language. And I'm sorry for taking so long]

WARNINGS: NSFW! CONTENT, thigh riding, slightly Dom/sub, hand kink (?), sexual innuendo in public (but not so clear), a little vainilla.

Honestly, having sex for George Weasley had never been a priority.

Sure he enjoyed it, but he never found it to be something to get addicted to.

He remembered fifth year, how his friend Lee would throw his head back talking about the wonderful blow job that a girl had given him. It was never like that for him.

Sure he had his tastes and Lee his, but even when he was pulling a girl's hair in sixth year, something he had been dreaming about a few months ago, it didn't feel so great. It was weird, he even thought his friends were pretending how much they liked sex.

But he also knew that he had never loved any girl he had sex with.

So when Fred and George hired you to serve customers in their store, he hung around you for about a year, unable to touch you.

It was unbearable, you stayed away because you didn't want to get involved with someone from work and less a boss as direct as George.

But not being able to touch you drove him crazy. He had to watch you flit all over the place every day, unable to do anything, just look at you and have little talks.

It was no surprise that after a few more in-depth talks in the backstore, you finally said yes to a date and it ended up with the two of you in bed.

That time it was definitely something, the two of them came fast and hard, looking into each other's eyes and forgetting about everything.

It was devastating for George, who soon dragged you into his arms and fell asleep in your bed.

You both didn't get their hands off each other in the morning either, not at breakfast either, and at the end you had a quickie before George rushed to lunch at The Burrow.

Of course when he showed up to his parents' house in yesterday's clothes, wet hair and sparkling eyes Fred couldn't help but laugh out loud and annoy him for the rest of the afternoon.

But he didn't care, he was so caught up in that feeling that there wasn't anything but your walls enveloping him that he hardly noticed.

Almost without hesitation, after lunch and spending a few hours in the company of his family, he returned home and took his time with you.

Well you took your time with him, you rode him looking into his eyes, his hands clenching your thighs and your fingers digging into his hair and pulling every time it was too much.

George wouldn't believe there was a whole world outside of the bed he shared with you.

You looked like the owner of the world while you rode it, with your skin shining and your breast bouncing.

He became a little addicted the first months.

So of course you two had a lot of quickies.

And with that he became a little too touchy.

Kissing your neck and lips while he's passing next to you at work.

Grabbing your hips from behind when you couldn't reach the cabinets to help you get something.

Gently pull the strands of your hair when they tease each other.

Rubbing his crotch with your butt when he had to pass and the hallway was small for both of us (this happened more times than expected).

And holding your hand all the time, if there wasn't a good reason to let you hand go, he wouldn't release your fingers.

The bad and good thing we're that all of this things were things that he did during sex. So you would be at least a little turned on after these.

He also loves teasing you about how wet you are after that.

"How is it that my baby is wet after a little neck kiss? You must be thinking about me all the time."

You would act as if you were really mad, but you would let him drag you into a closet and fingering you to a wonderful release.

You would also love give him a hand job, it just felt the right way with him in your hand, going up and down as you pleased.

Everytime that you would give him a hand job, his own hands wouldn't be still.

He will let his hands grab your hips, then when you got him all nervous, his hands would go up and grab your tits.

He probably needed the support anyway, you loved to mess with him.

And then your wrist, his bin hand around your wrist to stop you when it would be too much.

"That's it, make me cum now or I won't let it feel nice for you."

He never fullfil that warning, he loved too much seeing you orgasm that the opportunity wouldn't be lost, even if you are the one who receives the pleasure.

You two tried a lot of things in bed, not all of them went good, but nothing felt glorious in a way that you couldn't live without it.

One of the things that went good was thigh riding, from both of you.

He loved seeing you riding him, it didn't matter that it wasn't his dick, he loved you riding him in anyway.

And when he was riding your thigh it would be a great view.

He would have to adjust to your position, sometimes crouching down and other times almost standing on his tiptoes.

And the he would be moving his hips, rubbing with his pants still on, on your leg. Sometimes you would unzip them and give him a manual job, other times you would make him cum on his pants.

He was definitely a switch, for the little dom/sub that you both tried.

It was good, but mostly of the time you two wouldn't want to think about an scene, you guys would just want to fuck while getting lost on eachother's eyes.

It was healing for you two having that kind of connection during sex.

You both love it.

To my (stil don't know) best friend or ex best friend.

I need to know what's going on with me. What are the things that go through your head when you name me? How many times did my name appear between your lips in conversations in which I am not present? You love me? You hate me? You miss how we were before, do you want to go back to that? Because I didn't stop thinking about us and it takes me more and more breath to feel good about you.

I loved you so much for so long that if this is the end you would go through life with your soul and a piece of mine. I want our stars to become alienated again and if it's not possible, I want you to do as much force as you can to move them despite gravity and find us again. I miss seeing us coincide.

What happened to us? What happened to me? What happened to you?

My fire is getting tired to give so much wood to our fireplace, Where is your wood? Did you bother to go find it or did you spend your clothes looking for firewood for someone else? Did you only stay with me for the materials I was able to offer? I don't care about the rest of your builds, but don't abandon me.

The one thing that scratch my heart the most is that I don't know what happens. Are these your attempts to have a planet come between our stars so you can distance yourself as you please? Have I been bad company? Did something happen in your life where I couldn't help you? I need to know so I could be there as I should have been from the beginning, I don't want there to be stones in our way.

It tears me to think that if I truly loved myself I wouldn't be giving you as much as I give you. Because it doesn't even seem like you want to fix things with me. And if everything is fine and things are as before, why do I no longer feel that your affection warms me? Is it because they are lies or is there something else that is turning you off? I want to fix ourselves.

Talk to me, I can't keep the fire going in such a big fireplace by myself.

I can't stop noticing all the mistakes that we weren't able to improve in our past. Yours and mine. But I would give anything for you to hurt me again if we go back to what we did before. I miss seeing your bare feet in front of the blue sky.

I don't want things to be the same as before, I don't like mistakes, or that we hurt each other. But it seems that you don't even have the will to speak and I'm sick of pulling the string of your truth every time to know about you. It's going to be 10 years of construction for a great fireplace and a great road, please don't tell me I was with the wrong engineer.

Sorry if something doesn't makes sense, English it's not my first language and I just wanna vent in a place where nobody knows me in real life.

I'm sorry if you ever felt something like that, you didn't deserve it.

I'm so stupid bc I'm 1 month near to have 18 years old and I'm still thinking that my mom loves me. She doesn't, she loves the idea of me that she made in her head and every time that I do something that it's not like how she thinks about me (basically exists) she gets angry and yells at me telling me how bad daughter I am, how useless I am, how dumb, stupid and unresponsable I am, how I'm going to die in a stupid situation that I made bc I made a mistake, how heartless and selfish I am bc I never put her first and how manipulative I am bc I got this vascular problem (diagnosed by 3 tests that she made me do it bc she was thinking that I was faking it at first) that make conducive to fainting bc of the warm and stand up in my feet for long periods of time and that makes me feel unsafe going to do tasks when it's super hot outside or when my period cramps makes me unable to get up out of the bed and how I use these problems to not do anything when I do a lot of tasks everyday.

Why did she have me if isn't going to love me anyway as she promised? She was a fucking 38 years adult AND I'M THE SECOND DAUGHTER SHE HAVE IT'S NOT LIKE THIS WAS NEW FOR HER. She knew in what things she was going into, and it's not like my big sister have a better relationship with her than me, no, I'm the one with the better relationship. But it still makes me feel so bad everytime that I'm around her. Every thing feels bad, and the air is heavy and it's so sad that I'm not surprised if my mom insults me everytime that she sees me.

Why she doesn't love me? What did I do? It sounds hopeless but I'd really want to know bc I wanna fix it so my mom would love me.

Not me, going back to Tumblr after 5 years because my emo phase aged like fine wine and I ended up in a Dark academia phase that lasts forever.

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First of all Welcome!

Started: January first of 2021.

Estate: Active.

Last time actualized: 8 of September, 2021.

My GUIDELINES!

PLEASE READ THAT POST BEFORE MAKING ANY REQUEST. There you can find what characters, fandoms, kinks, etc I`m writting for.

My MASTERLISTS!

Harry Potter.

Sherlock. (Coming soon)

Narnia. (Coming soon)

I love Harry Potter bc all the characters have flaws and I have to rely on the canon to completely like them, it's like a whole new reality that is just like a normal reality + the books to zone out of that reality.

It's like a I zone out of the first reality, I fall into the canon world of Harry Potter and then I zone out of that other reality reading the books (fanfics) of that reality.

Smut headcanons: Draco Malfoy

[Notes: well that's it, let me know if I missed any tw and if the grammar is wrong, English isn't my first language]

Tw: NSFW CONTENT!, Mentions of BDSM, cum play, wax play, impact play, edging, spit play, oral sex (male receives), dirty talk, bondage, shibari, Dom/sub relationships, nude photos, breeding kink, hickeys and marks, insinuations of public sex and nudity, begging, punishments, orgasm control, sex toys, sub space, dom space, sub drop, dom drop, degrading and praise kink, overstimulation and aftercare.

He's into Dom/Sub relationships, with him being the dom, changing from being soft to being hard. After the war he doesn´t feel good after losing control and being so vulnerable doesn´t make him feel good either, but he passionately craved an intimacy and trust as great as those offered by such relationships.

It made sense that as soon as he found out that these practices existed, he began to learn everything about them. He had several subs, men and women before being with you. The former were gentler, content with orgasm controls and a bit of dirty talk, but it wasn't enough for him. His fetishes were getting tougher and he started having trouble getting a sub. Until he met you and that allowed you to know everything about him.

For example: This boy is a T E A S E and he expects from you to take it without any complain.

He's way to deep into cumplay. He loves to see you pussy filled up with his cum after sex. He will pulled out and keep your legs wide open so he can see his seed falling from your entrance.

"This is the best view anyone could ever have, and it´s all for me."

Blow jobs are one of his favorite things, and that why they last so long. Both of you know that sucking hard while circling his tip will make him come in seconds, but that´s by the end of the activity because everytime you will start slow, knowing that you have plenty of time to please him.

After that he will demand you to stick your tongue out and wait for him to tell you when you can swallow. Sometimes he´ll just spat in it and let you swallow, other times he´ll get dressed and continue his chores like his paperwork or analyze his Quidditch matches while you are there, sit still for him.

He also has a lot of pictures of you covered in his cum, he keeps the photos in a large envelope, hidden in his underwear drawer and when he knows that you will not see each other for several weeks, he takes them with him.

"So I will remember what is waiting for me at home, when I return to you, love."

Of course all of this cumplay comes with a slight breeding kink. He thinks about you pregnant a lot and the fact that that situation will literally show everyone that you belong to him drives him crazy. But not enough to really risk getting you pregnant, you always practiced safe sex.

He will tell you that "you are the biggest slut that have ever walked on the earth, and you belong to me for use, you are mine, little whore, mine" and pretend that is the best compliment that someone could received. As if being insulted by him is something that people would pay for.

Hickeys and marks everywhere. He loves seeing the love bites in your skin as well as his fingertips marked on your hips and thighs.

Also, he discovered that writing his name on your ass cheek while his pounding you from behind is a hard turn on.

"Looking pretty after being marked by me, isn´t it?

He loves restraining you, from simple handcuffs to tying the intricate shibari knots, it's something that always drives him into a frenzy.

"Look at that! Sometimes I feel so selfish for keeping my slut only for me, you should be at some museum, like a piece of art."

Overstimulation is a big thing between you too.

"Why you said you can´t take it? You have done this before, don´t be a brat today, it wouldn´t end good for you"

In public you will wear this delicate necklace that he gave you when they agreed to go further. It was silver and had a piece with his initial that sat between your breasts.

"Now no one can forget that you are with me"

Honestly this man is very obssessed with everyone knowing that you belong to him.

Not even God can help you if you make him jealous on purpose, the punishment will be something you remember for weeks OR months if he decides that with just one session you didn´t learn the lesson.

Edging you in one of the public bathrooms and then make you beg for his permission to come when you are at home is one of his favorite things.

"Hearing you beg is the best thing of my day, every single time."

LINGERIE, tons of matching sets to see you in.

Also him breaking them when you teases him and he can´t wait.

"Shut up, you know I will buy you more"

Spanking is good, but sometimes you will stop or just make the whole session about that.

This game makes both of you very lost in the scene, it takes you very deep and most of the time it is so much that it leaves you lost for a couple of days thanks to the chemical disaster that is the brain of both.

However when the game is light, a few spanks on your ass will make it or a thick-bristled flogger (so they don't get as much into the skin and therefore don't hurt like a fine-bristled one) will do it for you.

"Red really is your color."

Whips and belts are for tougher sessions, but he tends to pull them out to scare you.

The aftercare is always soft and full of cuddles.

It usually adapts to what they did, for example if you played with wax, he will bath you in hot water while removing the remains of the game with gentle hands.

If it was impactplay, he will put a cream with anesthesia to numb the pain while you rest.

"You did so good for me, love, you were excellent."

"I love all of you, thank for trusting me so much."

He will be the sweetest version of himself after a scene, stroking your back with soft fingers while repeating how amazing you are.

We don't talk enough about Bellatrix being the one who taught Draco oclumency.

I can’t believe I forgot to post this here 😂

So you are telling me that some author wrote a male character that is supposed to be The bully™ but also decided to make him witty in like "fast reflect to answer insults with worse funny insults" type, gave him remarkable good grades, make him caring for his image and hygiene, made clear that he loves his mum and his royalty is with his family no matter what (even when they're all in the bad side), show him uses sarcasm and irony since he's young and he's doing it well, make him love attention and wanting people to like him, put him in a position where he can fit the "LGBT+ character that has loving parents but if they knew they would be abusive" trope, even put a scene where he can decide if the hero gets caught or not and him deciding that THE HERO IT'S NOT GETTING CAUGHT EVEN WHEN IT COULD BENEFIT HIS FAMILY

AND DECIDED TO NOT GIVE HIM A REDEMPTION ARC, NOT USE IT FOR AN "ENEMIES TO LOVERS TROPE", NOT USE IT AS A FORM TO SAY THAT DISCRIMINATOR AND OPPRESSOR BEHAVIOR IS A LEARNED BEHAVIOR AND THAT PEOPLE CAN GROW OUT OF THAT AND THEN NAMING HIM DRACO MALFOY?

I'm sorry but you had a character with potential right there, you had the chance to make a big plot twist, had the chance to have your readers wondering 'what is going to do this character? Is he trustworthy? Nice? Multifaceted with good character development?' you even can had him doing it worse, becoming darker and despicable and you didn't do anything.

You can't be mad if people like him, write fanfics about him, ship him with differents characters because all that fans are doing all the things that you had the chance to do it and you didn't. They're making gold out of the ashes of Draco Malfoy in canon that you give to them, they're taking the chance that you had.

Draco Malfoy is a bitch in canon, but you can do so much glorious things with a character like that and I'm here for it.

I'm all for Draco canon slander but here for Draco stans because they make art.