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Fancy Asra~✨

MC with a goose familiar?

they’d all cry if they got chased by your familiar

mc with a goose familiar (m6)

Asra

had to goose proof parts of the shop bc your familiar was being a menace

never lets Faust and your familiar be alone too long, they'd set the whole nation on fire if they were

has had to put restrictions on which parts of the shop your familiar is allowed in

still loves your familiar just like you do Faust,

probably has had to tattle on your familiar to you multiple times, walks in with them in his hands and stares at you

your familiar probably likes to interrupt him tw hen he talks to customers, it makes everyone laugh

Julian

terrified if your familiar likes to run at him and mess with him like Faust does

probably gets used to it, still jumps though

malak and your familiar have screeching contests to see who's louder

julian basically treats it like a bratty kid, which makes sense

kicked your familiar out of the room once, i don’t think he remembered geese can fly.

all in all hes terrified of your familiar unless you’re there to reign them in

your familiar makes a good weapon though, especially when he’s being chased

he just throws your familiar at people he hates and your familiar lives for it

Nadia

she’s conflicted

your familiar does like her but if they’re in the room with snotty nobles it’s not a pretty sight

your familiar likes to squawk at nobles they don’t like

The servants spread rumors, if your familiar doesn’t like them then Nadia in turn thinks you’re foul

Nadia is one of two people who can get your familiar to stop yelling (you being the other)

she gets your familiar the best water and room all to themselves if they want one <33

your familiar hates the nobles, interrupts them everytime they speak

Muriel

oh my god

they’re scaring the chickens please

if your familiar starts bothering the chickens he just scoops them up and gently throws them away from the chickens

your familiar gives muriel no mercy

squawks at everything in the forest until muriel decided hes had enough and gently closes their mouth

your familiar gets no peace from inanna

you can almost hear the two barking and squawking at each other

Portia

she doesn’t mind much

only cares if they make too much noise at night or bother the servants too much at work

your familiar absolutely sneaks around the kitchen for stuff to steal

pepi shows them the secret passages everywhere, you can often see the two walking somewhere together

still babies your familiar,

if they do make too much noise she squawks back at them

Lucio

love hate relationship

lucio does match with your familiar and they get along around you

but once you’re out of sight your familiar is squawking and attacking Lucio like hes a threat

lucio refuses to be alone with your familiar after that

the puppies let them chase them <3

if you really wanna make your familiar feel special take some of the jewelry Lucio has and put it on them (99% of the jewelry is golden)

you can find the puppies and the goose all huddled up in some corner of the palace right after dinner

burying your face in his neck while you ride him on the couch. feeling his head turn and his lips glide a wet path over your jaw before he nips at it, breathing something about how good you’re making him feel — or maybe something with more of a teasing edge. getting tired? need me to do it for you? his hands cupping under your ass, getting a good handful before moving up to grip and guide your movements. maybe a light smack for encouragement. there you go, don’t stop now. ride that dick. you do it so well, baby. so well that i don’t think i can pull out.

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The Witcher’s fate

Summary: Stumbling across a girl in need Geralt must break his adamant rule to not get close to an omega.

Pairing: Alpha!Geralt of Rivia x Omega!Reader

Characters: Jaskier, Ofc (unnamed)

Warnings: angst, language, Geralt being a douche, blood, A/B/O dynamics, scenting, smut, unprotected sex, claiming, all the odd stuff coming with A/B/O stories, a hint of voyeurism (unintended)

A/N: As my friend didn’t stop bugging me to finally write an A/B/O story for Geralt here we go. Please consider, I never wrote Geralt before.

Cold panic lets you freeze to the spot. All you wanted was to get some herbs to make it through your heat. Now you will never have to worry about heats or an alpha taking advantage of you ever again.

The monster circling you like prey will end your life and it’s your fault. You can almost hear your mother scold you from her grave: ‘how can you walk into the woods in the dead of the night’? 

“Listen, I do not taste good, beast,” you laugh to yourself whilst you try to negotiate with a beast, a monster without a heart or wit. “I know I look delicious at first but believe me, I am a chewy little thing.” The beast’s eyes darken and if you did not know better, you would believe it just smirked at you.

You try to outstep the large wolf, but he steps closer, snarling before he pounces on you. Eyes closed you sniffle as the beast sniffs at your neck, drooling onto your face, making you scrunch up your nose in disgust.

“I know you love omegas, but I am not tasty…” The wolf growls, sniffing at your neck.

“Do not move,” a deep voice bellows, making you go stiff underneath the beast. The wolf looks up, snarling into the distance. “If you move, it’ll bite you and it’s over. Lay stiff, close your eyes, and even your breathing, omega. Do not talk either…”

Holding your breath, you follow the man’s orders, not opening your eyes you lay stiff onto the cold ground, praying the beast will just lose interest.

“If you want meat, try me,” you can hear the man get closer, talking to the beast now not you. “I bet she’s boring and plain.” If not for the life-threatening situation you would give that man a piece of mind, but not with a hungry beast on top of you, ready to devour your body.

The wolf grits its teeth, almost as if he tries to mock the man with a dark grin. More drool ends up on your face when the wolf places one large paw onto your chest, to dig his claws into your skin.

Whimpers leave your lips feeling blood soak your cloak, but you try anything to remain silent, even though it’s hard to not scream when a beast laps at your neck, demanding submission.

“You know,” you’ve got no clue if the man is talking to you or the beast now but you listen closely, hoping he can free you before the monster feasts on your flesh, “ages ago wolves were the rulers of this forest. People feared this place, trembled at the mere memory of those beasts hunting them down.” 

Something warm splashes onto your face and chest when a pitiful whine leaves the creature’s lips and it drops onto your body, taking your breath away. 

“Nowadays, they are weak, only go after tiny girls like you.” Now you blink your eyes open to look up at a man with silver hair and odd eyes.

Hoping he will help you up you search his stoic face, but he doesn’t show any emotion and your heart drops.

He is not holding out his hand or checks on you. Rather interested in the dying beast he kicks the monster off your body with his heavy boot to end the wolf’s life with one precise blow of his sword, decapitating the monster’s head.

“You shouldn’t run around the woods in the middle of the night, omega,” he spats the last word, pushing some strands of his mane out of his face. “Wolves usually feed in packs. Luckily,” he kicks the wolf’s body, looking at you, “that one is an alpha, girl. The stronger one’s hunt alone, sometimes.”

“I guess I got lucky that not ten or more wolves wanted to kill me but one,” you spat, glaring up at the man who doesn’t react when you hold out your hand. “Not a gentleman, I see,” you struggle to get up, still you manage to go on your knees to grasp for the nearby tree.

“Never said I came to your rescue, girl. I came here for the prize,” now he dips his head to look at your blood-soaked cloak. Oddly, he steps closer now to touch your cheek, smearing the wolf’s blood over your skin. “You’re pretty dumb to walk around that late at night to meet a wolf.”

“Do you want to scare me or wait for me to pay you for my rescue,” you toss a coin at the man, now pursing your lips. “I know who you are, Witcher,” this time you spat the last word. “You only help people for money. I hope this is enough, I got nothing else worth your strength with me.”

“This will be enough,” he grits out, glancing at your neck, feeling a pull toward you he never felt before. “So, you do know who I am.”

“Heard stories about a silver-haired man with glowing eyes. I heard you hunt monsters for money to feel anything but the emptiness in your heart,” you wrap your arms around yourself, lifting your chin. “Is it true Witcher’s can’t feel anything?”

“I don’t think you deserve more than I already gave you, girl,” you nod, eyes dropping to the ground to look for the herbs. 

“No…” The snow ruined your herbs, turned the useful ingredients into nothing but rotten memories of something you picked up hours ago. “Those were the last…” You fall back to your knees, feeling dizziness take over. “I’m lost now…”

The world turns black when you hit the ground with a loud thud. One last word catches your attention before you lose consciousness. “Fuck…”

“Fuck wake up. I don’t have time all day,” the man, the Witcher curses watching you blink your eyes open. “You’re not dead, congratulations.” He mutters, giving you an angry look. “I could’ve been back at town to get my coins, but you had to sleep.”

“I did not sleep,” you whine, feeling odd close to the angry man. “I’m sorry to keep you busy. I’ll pay more for your time.”

“Leave it,” he sighs, walking toward his sword and bag on your table. “I ate some of your bread and drank wine. You should rest, your heat is due any day.”

“I know,” whispering the word you cover your eyes with one arm. “That’s the reason I was out there. I tried to find herbs to stop my…heat.”

“Still, it was stupid, girl.” He looks at you, expecting another snarky comment but you sigh, nodding silently. “You should find an alpha and let him mate you.”

“Says the man not feeling anything. I…I am not like other girls or rather omegas. I like to read and learned how to fight. I punched a boy’s nose at the age of five. None of the alphas wanted me, except for my husband…but he’s gone…”

“Left you for another omega,” the Witcher turns around, raising his eyebrows. “Tragic love?”

“He died in a war that wasn’t ours,” you grumble, turning around to not show your tears to the foreign man. “We barely got married. He didn’t have the time to claim me before he had to leave. I was alone since then and kept it that way. I loved once and that’s enough, I guess…”

“Listen, you should find a mate. It’s not about love but safety,” he steps toward the door, grasping for the door handle. “An alpha will protect you.”

“No, he won’t. He will leave and die just like my beloved…,” it pains to speak his name, so you remain silent, closing your eyes when the alpha leaves your house. 

“You left her there, alone?” Jaskier clears his throat, ready to help an omega in need. “Where does she live? Maybe I can help her.”

“No,” Geralt grits out, still not knowing why you made him feel unease. “She doesn’t want an alpha. Leave her be. We have to be somewhere else by tomorrow.”

“I don’t think you will make it far. Snow is coming, along with a blizzard,” the publican smirks, hoping for more coins to fill his pockets soon. 

“I have something to take care of. Stay here,” not wanting to leave the cozy tavern Jaskier nods, still thinking of you in heat. “Forget the girl, Jaskier. Look for the local whorehouse…”

Heat spreads through your body and you crave nothing more than an alpha to take care of your primal needs. You cry out when another cramp let your body tremble in pain.

You can hear the wind howl, proclaiming winter finally arrived; not that you will survive the cold time. Too many heats spend without an alpha weakened your vulnerable body. Now you can only pray the heat will end you soon.

“Maybe the wolf would’ve been the better choice,” you laugh, feeling another painful cramp bubble up in your belly.

“Ungrateful, girl,” you shriek, watching the silver-haired man enter your house. “I should’ve let you die then…”

“Why are you back?” Watching the Witcher lock your door you try to hide the pain shooting through your body. “I thought you hate to waste…” He’s placing his bag and sword back onto your table, still that stoic look on his face,” your time.”

“I think, you have something to offer I cannot decline, girl,” confused you watch the man take off his cape, followed by his boots. “You smell divine, omega.”

His intentions suddenly too clear you try to scramble away when he kicks off his pants. You dare not to look away when the Witcher reveals his body, looking divine himself when he steps closer.

“Why are you here?”

“I don’t know,” he dips one knee into the mattress, surprisingly gently stroking your cheek. “I think you are mine.”

“Witchers don’t have mates,” you squeak when he rips the blanket off your body to reveal your nakedness to him. “You have to go.”

“You’re mine, girl. I smelled it the moment I passed the forest. I had to find you, had to save what belongs to me,” he purrs now and your eyes round. There is something in his eyes you didn’t see before. “Be good, tell me your name.”

“Y/N,” you choke out, feeling his hands grasp for your flesh, kneading it roughly. “What’s your name?” He rolls you onto your stomach to cover your body with his large frame. “Please…”

“Geralt of Rivia, girl. Now be good and let me take what’s mine,” his voice so deep you barely catch his words, only the vibrations against your ear, he lifts your butt to press your flesh against his crotch. “Feel this, girl? This is all for you.”

“I…I don’t know how I can be yours,” you whine, feeling the tip slip inside of your welcoming heat. You can hear the alpha groan behind you, almost sounding like the wolf which tried to kill you not hours ago.

“I don’t care, Y/N,” he snaps his hips, filling you completely. 

“Oh, holy…” Senses filled with the alpha, his scent, his skin, his cock, you let yourself fall, not caring about anything but the feeling of his shaft sliding in and out of you.

“You’re mine, I can feel it. It’s odd, you know,” he cradles you in his arms, holding you to his heated body. “I don’t feel anything but you. My senses are filled with you, just like my mind. I couldn’t go to the whores, I had to have you.”

If not for your painful heat you would yell at the alpha, throw insults at him but the way he nuzzles your cheek has you on the edge of an orgasm. 

“I felt it too,” you fist the cheap sheets when he slowly starts to rock your body. 

His hold on you possessively, his lips tender against your throat Geralt moves his hips, always bottoming out after every hard thrust. 

“You take control over me like an enchantress,” Geralt curses, speeding up, rubbing his thick shaft along your walls with every long stroke. “I can’t help it. Roach almost died in the snowstorm, but I kept on going to come here and make you mine.”

“I can’t be yours,” you cry out, feeling your walls clench tightly around the man you barely know. “This is not…”

“Silence, girl,” he snarls against your throat, teeth grazing your skin. “I’ll make you mine,” you don’t understand the meaning of words any longer.

Only the warm feeling of your approaching release and the way the alpha behind you groans your name are on your mind.

“I can’t…please,” your body shudders the moment you fall over the edge, squeezing Geralt tight enough to trigger his knot to expand. “Knot me, alpha.”

“Such a good girl now,” he laps at your neck, rutting into you at a pace taking your breath away. “Let me feel this again.” Warmth fills your belly, and you whine low when he pushes his knot as far as possible into your womb to release his seed into your body.

“Alpha,” a sting lets your body shudder again, forcing another orgasm out of you when Geralt does something he never wanted to do. He claims his omega…

“Thank goodness,” Jaskier gasps, stumbling toward your house. “Roach, I feared you two got lost.” Unimpressed Geralt’s horse looks at the hay his owner gave him hours ago. “Is he still inside?”

If Roach could talk the horse would tell Jaskier not to enter your house, but the mare can’t talk so Jaskier stumbles into the house, turning pale at the sight of his friend holding you down, one hand in your hair, the other at your hip the alpha ruts into you again.

“I’ll be back in a few days,” Geralt would be ashamed if he could feel anything but he’s determined to let you feel pleasure and doesn’t have the time to take care of his nosy companion. 

“You will not come back,” watching Geralt grasp for his sword you look at the man who can’t feel anything but the connection, the bond between the two of you. “I guess I should pay you for your help.”

He looks down at you, a frown on his face at the feeling spreading through his body. “I’ll be back in a few days. This place is mine now, you are mine,” he snarls before you are pinned to the wall. “Four days, be ready for your alpha by then…”

“Four days,” you whimper, returning the bruising kiss he forces on your lips. “I’ll be waiting, alpha….”

Four days and a half later…

You waited for four days, always hoping he will return but with every fading hour you know – he will not come back to you, just like your husband.

When another day turns into night, you sit in front of your house, carefully touching the mark Geralt left on your neck. Tears threaten to fall when you hear someone stomp toward your house, yelling orders at Jaskier.

“Girl,” Geralt grunts, tossing his bags at Jaskier. “I want food, wine, and,” he grins, which is unusual for the Witcher, “my omega.”

“I will sleep in the barn,” Jaskier must watch his companion pick you up to carry you into the house, slamming the door shut with his foot. “I’ll just wait for the next hunt or something then. I am good, Geralt. Don’t you worry…”

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Alpha Bucky would totally tell you to get sleep because he care about his mate 🥺😉

Pairing: Beefy Alpha Bucky x reader

Word count: Drabble.

A/N: A/B/O dynamics, so not copy, repost, rewrite or translate my work. Fluff.

Bucky's been watching you struggle to stay awake for the past hour. He knows you're working too hard and you deserve a break.

"You need to sleep, little one." Bucky states as he scoops you up from the couch. Not waiting for your response, he carries you to the bedroom.

"I'm alright."

"Dont lie to your Alpha, I can feel how tired you are." He declares in response to the flare of annoyance in your bond.

You sheepishly smile into his neck, your fingers touch your mark. "Sorry."

He gives you a knowing look when you stifle your yawn. Ignoring your sleepy, mumbled protests that you'll go to sleep in a few minutes and you need to finish your work.

Bucky quips, "and my job is take care of you and that's what I'm going to do."

He flicks back the top sheet and lays you down. "Get some rest and I'll check on you in a bit."

You whine softly when he turns to leave. "Please stay."

Bucky can never resist when you make those cute little omega noises. You whimper when he sighs. "I'll keep doing it," you warn.

Bucky turns around, his blue eyes narrowed but you know he's not upset.

"And I can command you to stop." He retorts, amusement softening his tone.

You smile up at him and whimper his name, soft and low in your throat, his large frame stepping towards you in an automatic response, wanting his distressed little omega to be happy.

"Alpha." You pout, tugging at him through your bond, sending your calming scent around the towering Alpha.

He grumbles under his breath, removing his shirt. "You're spoiled," he says with a shake of his head.

You shrug, biting your tongue so that you won't say that it's his fault you are the way you are. He knows though. The bed dips down as he gets in beside you. Pressing your face against his warm chest, you kiss his chin. "Thank you, Bucky."

He inhales your scent with a content groan before kissing the top of your head. "Sleep. I'll be here when you wake up." He lovingly promises.

PAC: THINGS YOU DO THAT TURN THEM ON & HOW THEY WILL RESPOND TO IT (18+)

Look at each pile and choose the pile that you can’t stop looking at, or the one that you always return to. For current partner and future spouse only, it doesn't work for crush. I use Tarot of Secsual Magic so the interpretation is a bit different.

Rules & Disclaimers

Below 18 are minors, I follow my country's legal age

Minors should not follow, read, interact, like, reblog, reply to my posts/asks.

Minors should not send me asks.

I do not want to interact with minors.

If you interact with this blog/post, I will assume you are an adult and I will treat you like one.

Important:

People with more masculine energy are the masculine. People with more feminine energy are the feminine. This isn’t about gender, everyone has masculine-feminine in themselves, some people have one stronger than the other.

Having more feminine energy does not necessarily make you act like a woman, having more masculine energy does not necessarily make you act like a man. I will use these terms in the piles.

PILE 1

Things you do that turn them on:

2 of Cups, The Fool, 6 of Wands, Knight of Pentacles, Abs/Midriff

This message is for the person who holds a stronger feminine energy in the connection, this person’s feminine-masculine energies are quite balanced tho. If that’s you, then read this as it is. If you identify more with the masculine, you can read this as it is but you may also need to adjust the message to fit you.

When you act like you don’t need/seek their attention or validation. When you are in your ‘I’m the boss’ or ‘I’m that independent bitch’ mood. When you are immersed in your own thing, when you are busy doing your own work. For those of you who like to read/learn; when you do this alone-- away from them (in another room, etc), basically just minding your business in your own space.

Your pride. When you play hard to get. Every time you look polished or pretty after dressing up. Your side glance, you may like to give them that look; maybe you like to roll your eyes a bit or give them that sultry ‘I’m too cool to feel impressed’ side glance. When you act like you are not impressed and refuse to give them the attention-- they usually know that you do this on purpose. Your energy feels independent and cool/detached, or your demeanor is like this.

For women, when you wear thigh-high stockings, especially when they have garters/straps. For men, when your thighs are exposed or look big/strong when you sit. When your person feels challenged; when they feel like they need to be better or try hard to get your attention.

When you touch their abs/midriff. When you touch/rub your stomach. When your shirt or skirt rides up a bit and exposes more of your skin. When people/other suitors pay attention to you. When you low-key act like you are a prize. Skirts or/and loose clothing that fall nicely on your curves, can turn them on easily.

How they will respond to that arousal:

9 of Pentacles, King of Swords, Spitting, Bossy, Music

This person likes challenge, they feel aroused by it. So when this happens, naturally it makes them want to conquer the challenge. At first, they may pretend that they are not aroused and things are going just fine. They may 'sneak up' and act when the time/place is right. Almost like hunting.

For example, they may wait until you enter the bedroom and when the door is closed before they have their way with you. Or they may ask you to follow them to a place that they know will give them the space to do what they want to do. Sometimes they will bicker with you, or make you bicker with them to rile you up; they take the edge off their arousal this way.

They will want to get you under their control and 'conquer' you; to make your pride and independence melt away under their touch and kisses. For those who are into men; to have you at their mercy, begging and mewling as they pound/fuck you. For those who are into women; same thing, they may want to be on top of you and get you drunk in lust.

To show you who’s actually the boss. The idea of you 'melting' under them and seeking the pleasure (that they give you) feeds their ego. Conquering a strong person makes you the strongest; that’s the logic.

Astrological placements:

This person may have Fire Mars or Venus, or have these planets in fire houses. Aries or Leo placement. Could also have Mars in the 1st or 10th.

PILE 2

Things you do that turn them on:

6 of Wands, 2 of Swords, 10 of Pentacles, The World, Shoulder blades, Curly, Smile

This message is for the person who holds a stronger feminine energy in the connection. If that’s you, then read this as it is. If you identify more with the masculine, you can read this as it is but you may also need to adjust the message to fit you.

When they look at you, your pretty/handsome face and are reminded of how lucky they are. When they look at you and their mind goes on thinking about the shape of your body and how you feel. When you are shy or when you blush; when you look away and smile shyly especially after they tease you or make flirty comments, and especially when this makes you push them away a bit.

For women, when you wear a skirt and sit with your legs spread slightly, when you bend or stick out your butt as you sit. Little movements or posture that accentuates the curves of your body. This person may like to stare or pay attention to the details.

They get a little aroused when they see you lying down, maybe because it reminds them of sex or it makes you look accessible. For women, when you act feminine or in your feminine energy. For men, when you act like you have decorum and class. There is something that feels luxurious/elegant about you, without the snobbery. Like you are a princess or a well-mannered prince. You just look like this in their eyes.

Maybe not every time but when you are in the shower; when you send a picture of you in the bath/shower, or when they see you in a bathtub with bubbles around you. When you wear a bathrobe after you shower. When you are doing your skincare or grooming routine after showering. Your shoulder and shoulder blades. For women when you wear clothes that expose your shoulders. For men, when you are not wearing a shirt.

How they will respond to that arousal:

10 of Wands, Knave of Pentacles, Healing, Swallow/Taste

They will want to have you right away. That arousal usually comes with frustration, and so they will want to release that frustration by exerting some force and pushing things to the maximum. They may just grab you and rip your clothes off. They may kiss you roughly and deeply, sticking their tongue inside your mouth and dry humping; to make you feel them, to make you feel how much they want you.

For those who are into men, they may also imagine grabbing your hair and having you suck their dick and swallow their cum (or having their cum all over you), to mess you up a little bit and fuck that shyness/elegance out of you. For those who are into women, they may like to mess you up a bit and leave you breathing heavily and dizzy with arousal. This person likes to grab and squeeze, because the arousal is frustrating.

Most of them after a while tho, after the initial frustration has been released, they will ease back to their normal self, which will reduce the intensity of the sex/action, and turn it into something gentler and soothing. Almost like, they will want to soothe you after messing with you.

Astrological placements:

I’m not getting any specific placements, to be honest.

PILE 3

Things you do that turn them on:

King of Cups, Death, 3 of Cups, King of Pentacles, Arms/Hands

This message is for the person who holds a stronger masculine energy in the connection. If that’s you, then read this as it is. If you identify more with the feminine, you can read this as it is but you may also need to adjust the message to fit you. It could also be that you both swap the energy/role sometimes.

Your authoritative vibe. When you are being intensely you, when you talk passionately about something or when you approach life with so much depth; it’s almost like you have this dark wisdom about you. Like a survivor. Like someone who has been through hell and survives. Like someone who has conquered demons. Whenever you are in this energy, without being pessimistic and soul-sucking, it makes you look hot-- sultry. Your maturity, your control, your composure, your power. When you act like you are not aroused or easily affected by seduction.

Yet, also when you are being lovingly dependable, when you take care of them, especially when they are sad. This person may seek healing from sex and sensual touch. When you just approach them and start pulling their attention and focus towards you.

When you initiate sex, when you take charge at first and then let them have it; let them get drunk in lust. It turns them on even more when they can see that you enjoy it, enjoy them and what they do; it's like an honor. When you touch/grip their arms. Your touch sometimes can just turn them on, maybe you have a lingering or languid touch, or maybe they are just weak for you.

How they will respond to that arousal:

The Empress, 8 of Cups, Massages, Public

There are two sides of them; the one that wants to just follow their desire, and the one that wants to be loving because they think you deserve the best treatment. The latter feels like they want to wrap their lust in romance, love and servitude. They may start with the latter first before it gradually turns into the first one a.k.a it's when they start to push; gasping for more as if they are losing control.

They will treat you like the queen/king you are. There is a feeling of wanting to serve, wanting to impress. They may like to start sex with oral; tasting you and pleasing you that way so you are happy with them, so that they get more and more aroused to the point of not thinking about anything else besides fucking you or being fucked by you.

Sometimes they may hold back tho, like they don’t dare to desire it. They may suppress the arousal and feel it in their body instead, almost like savoring the feeling/sensation and feel it swirls and pools in their abdomen, thinking about having you instead of actually doing it.

If you are in public, they may also take the edge off by holding, caressing, stroking your hand(s), your thigh(s) or your lower back. They may also entertain the idea of fucking you in public, so people see that they are the person with the privilege to touch and feel you that way.

Astrological placements:

They may have Water Venus/Mars. Or Libra, Cancer, Virgo placements. This feels like Venusian or Moon energy, or Venus-Saturn aspect.

PILE 4

Things you do that turn them on:

The Magician Rx, Death Rx, 7 of Wands, 3 of Swords

This message is for the person who holds a stronger feminine energy in the connection. If that’s you, then read this as it is. If you identify more with the masculine, you can read this as it is but you may also need to adjust the message to fit you.

If you are the feminine, this person likes to feel like they are your savior/protector. If you are the masculine, this person likes to feel like you are their savior. Whoever the savior here, gets turned on by submissiveness and helplessness, because these things appeal to their dominant energy. The masculine here is quite dominant.

If your person is the masculine, then they get turned on when you act like you need them. I don't want to make them sound like a prick because the energy isn't malicious or unkind, but they may also get turned on when you are sad. It doesn’t mean they will definitely initiate something just because they feel aroused, it depends. They like those moments when you are not in the mood to take care of yourself, because then they can take care of you, take off your clothes for you, fix your hair, etc. It turns them on.

When you act like a baby. When you sulk/pout. When you need love and attention. For women, when you hide yourself in their arms, as if making yourself small. When you seek their protection. When you struggle doing something. When you need directions and guidance. It's not that they always get completely turned on by these things, but these things may ‘flicker’ it a bit, these things make their lust start to hum.

During sex, you acting like you can’t take it-- may turn them on even more. So you squirming or whining that you can’t have that toy inside you because the sensation is too much, will make them want to do it even more.

How they will respond to that arousal:

Ace of Pentacles, The World, Different positions/places, Orgasm/fluid/cum

This person likes to take care of you obviously, their lust is mixed with their desire to comfort you, hence why they can get turned on when you are sad. They will respond to that arousal by spoiling you with attention, with pleasure, treating you like you are an expensive dessert and they are a gastronome.

They may start by soothing you, hugging you and kissing you everywhere. But then they will slowly take off your clothes, and before you know it they are between your legs; opening you up for them by fingering you or eating you out, or stroking/sucking your dick. This is the type of person who says things like “shh, it’s okay” while fucking.

They like to have you anywhere and in any position, this person may manhandle you a bit and bend you however they want. It's not rough tho. It’s slow, it’s gentle but firm. When you need help from them, they may ask for something in return as a ‘payment’, they may do this teasingly.

They see sex as a form of comfort, so this is how they like to comfort you. They may also see making you cum as a good way to distract you or move you away from whatever that is troubling you. You always end up wet and sticky with all the fluids whenever they get their hands on you.

Astrological placements:

This person may have earth Mars or Venus, or these planets in earth houses. Like. Definitely earth.