Can’t Stop Thinking About His Head Bobbing Between Your Legs With His Lips Sealed Around Your Clit

having a crush on gymrat!luigi. u guys both go to the same gym and you've always paid attention to the way his biceps flex when hes weight lifting or when hes on the pull up bar and u see a hint of his v-line and happy trail and it has u blushing and looking away immediately. you always thought it was a silly crush and wouldn't go anywhere but on one of ur upper body days u decide to try the pull up bar since clearly its been working wonders on mr curly head. the bar is pretty high up so you look around for an unoccupied box or something to use as leverage when suddenly theres a tap on your shoulder. "need help getting up?" he says. "yeah.. i think--" you begin and are quickly cut off when you feel two big hands on either side of your waist. suddenly you're off the ground and the bar is right in front of you. you learn to quickly snap out of whatever just happened and grab the bar before you make a fool of yourself. "got it?" he asks from below, hands still firmly in place. "yes, thank you!" you stammer. good thing he was behind you and couldn't see how red you were. you start doing your reps when you hear "chin up... use your back instead of your arms..." from below you. you apply his feedback and correct your form like he says. "there you go... atta girl." he says. you almost fall right then and there from the way his words caused an unexpected heat to pool in your lower region but manage to stay in the set for a bit longer. eventually you stop and lower yourself. "that was great!" he says as he gives you a high-five. "thank you...." "luigi." he finishes ur sentence. "thank you luigi, i appreciate it." you smile at him. soon enough, you're seeing luigi everyday. he helps you learn so many new techniques, and you start seeing your results come in much faster. luigi becomes your almost sort of gym buddy and you guys end up coordinating your workouts a few times. after a few months, he finally asks, "hey y/n, this new restaurant opened up down the street. i'd love to go visit." he stares at you after you two finish a cardio set. "yeah i heard about that one, let me know how the food tastes so i can know what to order when i visit." you say, taking a sip out of your water bottle. "well why don't you just find out yourself.... i'm asking you to go with me dummy. like a date." he laughs. "oh wow. really? me?" you say, genuinely shocked. no way did you think luigi reciprocated the same feelings you had towards him. "you're not the only one whos had a little crush this whole time... i just hid it better than you." he teases.

OMG hello this was so so good i think abt gym rat lu a lot

ugh you guys always end up coming around the same time in the evenings but you never talk to him; but sneak little glances in the mirror at the way he wipes his face with the edge of his shirt sometimes and you see a glimpse of his v line and happy trail oh my fuck but you just accept he's ur silly little gym crush and nothing else

until the day that he helps you up on the pull up bar, you silently note how big his hands are... and how you need to lock in and not embarrass urself in front of him .... but its really hard when his low voice is giving u advice, gripping ur hips, saying ATTA GIRL? anon ur killing me in the best possible way bc he SO would say that and be genuinely impressed/excited w his little high five lolol

now whenever you see him you, you always talk for a few minutes and catch up... and you now u realize you walk through the door and the first thing u do is scan the gym for luigi :') like all ur friends know about luigi from the gym... u give him song recs other than his shitty edm, he talks about research he's done on hiit workouts or new recipes and he tells you offhandedly after finishing a set all sweaty, adrenaline flowing, "you're like, my motivation." and that sends u spiraling!

omfg when he finally asks you out and you genuinely don't pick up on it... stop i love that... also you'd be so embarrassed that he knew u had a crush on him like you thought you were being stealth this whole time.. ugh and like the insaneee chemistry you guys would have after you finally get together .... the post gym shower sex would be so good omfg

“In terms of mitigating factors, Mr. Mangione’s background reveals an exemplary life in every respect. He was, and is, a loved and cherished son, brother, uncle and cousin in a large, close, loving family. He was the valedictorian of his high school where he led the robotics team to the Eastern Regional Finals. He graduated from the University of Pennsylvania in four years with both a Bachelor’s and a Master’s Degree in Computer Science. He spent his life playing soccer and baseball; he ran track and wrestled. When compared with Mr. Mangione’s life of love, support and excellence, and no criminal record, the sole statutory aggravating factor pales in comparison. The Justice Manual requires that the aggravating factors sufficiently outweigh the mitigating ones. Because they do not, a capital prosecution is not warranted.”

A statement made by Luigi’s legal defense team—Karen Friedman Agnifilo, Marc Agnifilo, Jacob Kaplan, and Avi Moskowitz—in their motion to preclude the government from pursuing the death penalty.

bliss

warnings: none just fluff :)

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you always tease your boyfriend for being a heavy sleeper. honestly, the world could be ending, and he’d still be snoring his little head off. he always blushes and denies it, but you’ve seen the proof. especially this morning.

you hear your alarm that you set last night blaring as you wake from your slumber, feeling the warmth of the bed, of the boy in your arms who’s dead to the world, who has his face nestled between your breasts like they’re his personal pillow.

“lu…” you utter his name softly, while trying to move. “i have to get up and get ready for work, and so do you. you gotta go to work too.”

he doesn’t budge. not even a little. you just hear a sleepy sigh come out of him as he burrows further into you like a stubborn cat.

“lu,” you try again, shaking his shoulder gently. still nothing. how he’s able to sleep through your alarm blaring as loud as a siren you will never understand.

you huff, resorting to poking his cheek. “come on, baby, wake up.”

finally, you gently lift up his head and press a kiss to both of his cheeks, showing his beauty marks some love, then…

“i’m up, i’m up,” he mumbles groggily, cracking one eye open.

you roll your eyes, but the fond smile tugging at your lips betrays you. “and you always love to tell me that you aren’t a heavy sleeper.”

he groans dramatically, planting kisses onto your breasts. “shut up…” he mumbles, voice thick with sleep.

you smile wider. he’s always such a soft baby in the mornings.

“anyway,” you giggle, slipping your fingers into his rowdy curls and giving them a light tug. “we need to shower.”

he sighs, reluctant, his head now buried in the crook of your neck. “too early…” he murmurs, his voice still sleepy.

“you say that every morning,” you tease, nudging him. “come on, we both have jobs to get to. besides, you smell like sleep and laziness.”

“meannnnnn!” he whines, finally letting you go and stretching with a yawn. you take the opportunity to grab your phone and finally put an end to your deafening alarm.

“thank you,” you coo, giving the phone a triumphant glare before tossing it aside.

luigi groans again but sits up, rubbing his eyes sleepily. “do we have toooo?” he asks, his voice thick with sleep. his eyes are half open, and your heart melts as you take in just how much he resembles an innocent little boy getting dragged out of bed on a weekend.

“yes we have to,” you smile as you get out of bed to stand up and stretch. “i told you baby, we both have to go to work, otherwise we’ll both be poor!” you giggle again, taking his hand to remove him from the comfort of the blankets.

he sighs, but eventually, follows you toward the bathroom. he stumbles behind you, clinging to your hand as if he might fall back into bed if you let go.

you enter the bathroom, flicking on the light as he exhales, still clinging to you. “too bright…” he mutters, squinting.

you let go of his hand and pull your underwear, the only piece of clothing you wore to bed last night, off. it always got too warm in your room at night, so underwear was the only thing you’d wear to sleep. luigi never minded though, it meant that he could just snuggle his face into your breasts like a baby.

“now come on,” you nudge him playfully. “strip!”

he sluggishly hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his calvin kleins. with a tired huff, he pulls them down, stepping out of them clumsily, still half asleep. you can’t help but smile as he wobbles slightly, blinking against the bathroom light. he’s just so cute.

even when he’s in this state, he’s beautiful. you’ve always loved his body. yes you love it in a sexual way, but also in a way that makes your heart feel content. the way his toned abs glisten in the bathroom lighting, the subtle definition along his waist, the faint marks from where he’s stretched and grown. he’s warm and familiar, the kind of person who feels like home even when he’s doing something as simple as standing there, blinking sleepily at you.

you’re snapped back to reality when you hear him ask you a question, his voice not sounding sleepy anymore, but rather shy.

“why are you staring at me?”

you blink, caught, but you don’t deny it. instead you step forward, softly running a hand down his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “i just love looking at you.” you admit.

luigi blinks at you for a second before a slow, lopsided smirk tugs at his lips. the shyness gone, his eyes now shimmering with something smug. “yeah?” he hums, tilting his head. “can’t get enough of me, huh?”

you roll your eyes and plant a kiss on his cheek, before pulling your hand away from his chest and heading towards the shower. “don’t let it get to your head now!” you tease, though the fondness in your voice betrays you.

he chuckles, standing up a little straighter, clearly enjoying the attention. “too late.”

just as you step into the shower, you feel his hand smack your bare ass, making you yelp.

“luuuuu!” you squeal, and you whirl around to find him grinning, looking far too pleased with himself.

“sorry,” he hums, not looking sorry at all. “saw the opportunity right in front of me and i just had to take it. especially when you’re right in front of me looking like that.”

you narrow your eyes at him, but with the way your boyfriend is rubbing the sleep crust from his tear ducts, looking all adorable, makes it impossible for you to be angry at him. not that you are angry, if anything you love it. you love the way that even though he’s half asleep, he’s still playful. you love the way that he feels as though he can touch any part of your body without hesitation.

shaking your head, you turn on the shower and grab his wrist, tugging him under the water. “you’re impossible.”

“and yet you love me,” he teases, pressing a wet kisses to your forehead. “you love me sooo much.”

you try to feign nonchalance, but you can’t help but smile. “i do.”

the warm water flows over both of you, the steam rising around you, creating a soft, peaceful haze. luigi’s grin fades into a relaxed smile as you wrap your arms around his waist, resting your head against his damp chest.

he lets out a happy huff, one hand gently running through your hair as he holds you close.

“this is nice,” he murmurs, placing kisses into your now wet hair. “mornings like this… make getting up early almost worth it.”

you smile against him, savoring the simple comfort of being wrapped up in his embrace. “see? waking up early isn’t all bad!” you tease.

he chuckles quietly, rubbing your back as the water continues to get warmer. “maybe… but only if i get to do this with you every morning.”

you tighten your hold on him, feeling his warmth seep into you. work, your other responsibilities, all of a sudden seem so far away. right now, it’s just the two of you, sharing this quiet, blissful moment.

you could get used to this.

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i’m so sorry if this is bad omg i haven’t written anything in years! i thought that after today’s news that this might lift the mood :) let me know what u guys think of this!! love u all!!

holy fuckkk 😩😭

indulge me i don’t even know with what but god there is is a DROUGHT

getting even

summary: you and your ex boyfriend luigi cuck your current idiot of a boyfriend after you catch him in bed with a HOOKER 😱

warnings: male tears, cucking, head (f!receiving) luigi is cocky asf and a munch

notes: please ignore. way too high and thought this was profound

“are you FUCKING kidding me?”

there your boyfriend was, in bed with a hooker. you couldn’t believe what you were seeing.

well that’s a lie, if anything you knew this would come eventually, you’d just been way too naive to admit it to yourself.

malcom’s eyes widened as he scrambles to cover himself, his face flushing red.

"b-b-baby, p-please," he stammers, tripping over his words like an absolute numptie. “it’s n-not what it l-looks like!"

you cross your arms, a bitter laugh escaping your lips as you mock his pathetic stutter. "b-b-bullshit, m-malcom! i let you live here r-r-rent f-f-free and this is how you r-r-repay m-me???”

your eyes darted to the prostitute still sprawled across your bed, clutching the sheets like they’d save her.

with a voice sharp enough to cut glass, you snap, “and you, get the fuck out of my house, NOW!”

the woman flinched, scrambling to gather her scattered clothes in a frantic heap. as she stumbled to her feet, she shot malcom a venomous glare, spat directly on his chest, and hissed, “DICKHEAD!” clutching her belongings, she bolted out of the room, her footsteps echoing down the hall.

you turn your gaze to malcom, who sat frozen, the spit glistening on his chest, his mouth agape like a fish out of water. with a voice cold and steady, you murmur “put some clothes on and pack your shit.”

malcom’s eyes glisten with tears, his lip trembling as he looked up at you, desperation in his voice. “no.” he chokes out, shaking his head weakly.

your eyebrows shoot up in surprise, a smirk curling your lips as you lean n slightly. “no? you sure?” you said, voice dripping with mockery. “alright, i’ll just give luigi a call then, heard he’s back in town.”

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luigi, your ex boyfriend, was someone you parted ways with not because of any betrayal or lack of chemistry, but simply because the distance between you became too much to deal with. you met him a few years back when you were both at the same college, and the connection was instant. electric, even.

he was charming, confident, and had a way of making you feel like you were the only person in the room. but when he moved across the country for a job, the strain of a long distance relationship wore you both down. late night calls and sporadic visits couldn’t sustain the spark, so you mutually decided to end it, though you stayed on good terms. there was always a lingering "what if" in the back of your mind when it came to him.

now, standing in front of malcom, the contrast between the two men couldn’t be starker. sex with luigi was something else entirely… passionate, intense, and deeply satisfying. he knew exactly how to touch you, how to read your body, and he took his time, making sure you were left trembling and breathless.

with luigi, you never had to fake it, he could make you cum effortlessly, sometimes multiple times in a single night, leaving you blissed out and craving more. it was like he had a map to your desires, and he navigated it with ease.

malcom, on the other hand, was a disappointment in comparison. sex with him was lackluster, rushed, and entirely focused on his own pleasure. you couldn’t remember the last time he’d even come close to getting you there.

it was mechanical, predictable, and left you feeling more frustrated than fulfilled. where luigi was a maestro in bed, malcom was like a clumsy amateur, fumbling through without a clue.

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malcom’s teary eyes narrow at your taunt, his voice shaking but defiant. “you wouldn’t dare.” he said as he tried to call your bluff.

you smirk, unfazed, and pull your phone from your pocket. without breaking eye contact, you scroll to luigi’s name, tap the call button, and put it on speaker.

malcom sits there on the bed, frozen in shock, his wide eyes locked on the phone as if it were a ticking bomb. his mouth hangs open, the spit on his chest still glistening, his earlier defiance crumbling into pure panic.

after a few rings, the call connected, and luigi’s warm, familiar voice fills the room.

“hey you,” he says, his tone casual but laced with a hint of surprise and affection.

“heyy,” you reply, your voice smooth and deliberate. “heard you were back in town. been thinking about you lately.”

luigi chuckles, his voice dropping playfully. “oh yeah? you miss me?”

you lean against the wall, letting your tone turn flirty, a teasing edge to it. “yes, in fact… come over and fuck me.”

malcom’s jaw dropped further, his face paling as he stares, utterly speechless.

luigi pauses for a beat, then asked “what about that guy you’re with? whats-his-face?”

you rolled your eyes, glancing at malcom with disgust. “i just caught him in bed with a hooker,” you said flatly, watching malcom flinch as if you’d slapped him.

luigi burst out laughing, the sound rich and unrestrained. “i warned you about him.”

you sighed, a wry smile tugging at your lips. “i know, i’m an idiot, okay? i own up to it. shut up and come over. i miss your dick.”

luigi’s voice dropped, thick with heat. “well i miss how your pretty pussy tastes. it’s all i think about whenever i jerk off.”

you purr into the phone, “i know, baby.”

he chuckles darkly. “how about i eat you out while he watches?”

malcom lets out a choked sob, his hands covering his face as fat tears stream down his cheeks, his body shaking with pathetic whimpers.

you glance at him, then smirk. “you know what? that’s a good idea.”

luigi’s tone is all business now, laced with anticipation. “i’ll be there in 10 minutes.” the call ended with a click.

you toss the phone onto the bed and fix your gaze on malcom, who’s still sobbing, his face buried in his hands. “hear that?” you say, your voice sharp and unyielding. “and you’re gonna stay and watch. understand?”

malcom shoulders shake, but he lifts his head just enough to nod, tears streaking his face, his eyes hollow with defeat.

your anger flares, and you step closer, voice rising. “say you understand!”

malcom flinches, his voice barely a whisper through his sobs. “i understand.”

you smile.

“thank you.”

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ten minutes later, a sharp, confident knock reverberates through the house, pulling you from the haze of your fury.

you stride to the front door, pulse hammering in your veins, and fling it open. there stands luigi, looking like he stepped out of a fever dream. he’s even sexier than you remember, his dark hair slightly tousled, his jawline sharper, muscles taut under a fitted black shirt that clings to his frame.

his eyes lock onto yours, sparking with that familiar mix of mischief and hunger. a slow, dangerous smirk curls his lips, and before he can say a word, you grab the collar of his shirt, yank him toward you, and crash your lips into his.

the kiss is fierce, all heat and urgency, your tongues tangling as his strong hands grip your hips, pulling you flush against him. You’re still standing in the open doorway, the cool night air brushing your skin, but the world beyond him doesn’t exist.

he breaks the kiss just enough to lean in, his breath hot against your ear as he murmurs, “missed you.”

“i missed you too.” you reply, your voice a sultry purr, thick with want as you linger close, your fingers still curled in his shirt.

his smirk widens, and he tilts his head, glancing past you into the house. “so, where’s the asshole?”

you chuckle, a dark edge to it, and step back, offering him your hand. “right this way.”

you lace your fingers with his, his grip warm and firm, and lead him through the house, your heels clicking on the hardwood floor. the anticipation builds with every step, a delicious coil of heat tightening in your core. when you reach the bedroom doorway, you pause, taking in the sorry sight before you.

malcom is still slumped on the bed, a sniveling mess, his face splotchy and red from crying. tears stream down his cheeks, his hands tremble in his lap, and he’s too paralyzed by shock to even move. he looks like a broken toy, discarded and pathetic.

luigi leans casually against the doorframe, his smirk sharpening as he sizes malcom up. “hey man.” he says, voice smooth and taunting. “i’m luigi. what’s your name?”

malcom’s head jerks up, his bloodshot eyes blazing with a mix of shame and fury. “you know my name! we went to penn together!” he snaps, his voice cracking, the words half swallowed by a sob.

luigi lets out a low, mocking laugh, unfazed, and steps closer, his presence commanding the room. he looms over Malcolm, his tone shifting to something colder, more pointed. “now why the fuck would you cheat on someone like her?” he asks, gesturing toward you with a tilt of his head.

“look at her, she’s smart as hell, kind, gorgeous, the whole package. what kind of idiot throws that away?”

you roll your eyes, the flattery stoking the fire already burning inside you. stepping toward luigi, you let your hand trail across his chest, your voice dropping to a sultry, impatient drawl. “kiss me.”

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you’ve always dreamt about having sex with luigi again, the memory of his touch haunting your late night fantasies long after you parted ways.

his hands knew exactly where to grip, his mouth where to linger, his cock hitting every spot with relentless precision until you were a trembling, moaning wreck. he’d fuck you with a rhythm that felt like it was carved into your soul, deep, deliberate thrusts that stretched you perfectly, his fingers teasing your clit in sync until you shattered, screaming his name as your pussy clenched around him.

no one else ever came close to that kind of ecstasy, least of all malcom, whose clumsy attempts barely registered. but as much as you craved luigi’s body again, you never imagined it would happen like this… in front of another man, with malcom’s pathetic sobs as the backdrop.

currently, you’re sprawled on the bedroom floor, the cool hardwood pressing against your back as luigi’s face is buried between your thighs. his tongue is a fucking revelation, lapping at your dripping cunt with a hunger that makes your toes curl. he’s sliding two fingers deep inside you, curling them just right to hit that spot that sends electric shocks through your core.

his lips close around your swollen clit, sucking hard, then flicking it with quick, precise strokes of his tongue, each one pulling a desperate moan from your throat. your juices coat his chin, glistening as he groans against your pussy, the vibration making your hips buck.

he’s relentless, his fingers pumping in and out, slick and fast, while his mouth works your clit like he’s starving for it, teasing every sensitive nerve until your vision blurs. your hands tangle in his hair, pulling him closer, grinding your core against his face as you chase the edge of oblivion.

malcom’s still there, slumped on the bed, his tear-streaked face a distant blur. his whimpers are white noise, drowned out by the wet sounds of luigi’s tongue and the ragged gasps spilling from your lips. you didn’t expect this, luigi devouring you on the floor while malcom watches, broken and irrelevant but the raw power of it, the sheer dominance, only makes your pleasure sharper.

his fingers thrust deeper, curling inside your soaking cunt, stretching you just right as he pumps them in and out, the slick sounds mingling with your ragged moans. he pulls back for a moment, his lips glistening with your arousal, his eyes dark with hunger as he growls, “missed doing this.”

you moan, your voice thick with need, “i know.” your hips buck toward his face, desperate for more, and he dives back in without hesitation. his tongue lashes at your clit, flicking it in rapid, teasing strokes before he sucks it hard, drawing a cry from your lips. his fingers don’t stop, plunging deeper, faster, the wet squelch of your pussy filling the room as he works you toward the edge. he’s messy, ravenous, his chin drenched with your juices as he licks and sucks, his groans vibrating against your sensitive folds.

he lifts his head just enough to glance at malcom, his voice dripping with mockery. “see, asshole? this is how you please a woman.” his tongue dives back in, lapping at your dripping slit, tracing every fold before sucking your clit again, harder this time, making your back arch off the floor. his fingers curl inside you, hitting that perfect spot with every thrust, sending sparks of pleasure through your core.

malcom’s sobs grow louder, a pathetic wail that cuts through the haze of your pleasure but doesn’t dim it. he’s still slumped on the bed, his tear streaked face twisted in anguish, but he’s nothing. just a shadow in the room as luigi claims you.

luigi doesn’t stop, his tongue relentless, swirling and flicking your clit while his fingers fuck you deeper, the wet sounds obscene as your pussy clenches around him. his lips graze your folds, sucking them softly before diving back to your clit, teasing it with quick, precise licks that make your moans turn to screams. your hands claw at his hair, pulling him closer as your thighs tremble, the edge of release so close you can taste it.

“i’m gonna cum!” you gasp, your voice hoarse, desperate, your pussy clenching around his fingers as the pleasure surges.

luigi’s eyes flick up to meet yours, dark and feral, his lips glistening with your juices. “yeah, cum in my mouth,” he growls, his voice low and hungry. “i want it all.” he dives back in, his tongue lashing at your swollen clit, sucking it hard before flicking it in rapid, teasing strokes.

his fingers pump faster, deeper, curling just right, and the wet sounds of your pussy fill the room as he pushes you over the brink.

your orgasm hits like a tidal wave, a scream tearing from your throat as your body convulses. your pussy spasms around his fingers, gushing as waves of pleasure crash through you, your juices flooding his mouth. luigi moans, his tongue lapping up every drop, greedy and relentless.

he doesn’t stop, his lips sucking your clit softly now, then licking along your slick folds, drinking in every bit of your release. his fingers slow but stay buried inside you, coaxing out the last shudders of your climax as your body trembles, your chest heaving with ragged gasps.

his chin is drenched, glistening with your cum, and he groans again, savoring the taste as he licks you clean, his tongue tracing every sensitive inch of your pulsing cunt.

you collapse back against the floor, your body spent, the afterglow washing over you like a warm tide. luigi stays between your thighs for a moment, his breath hot against your skin as he presses a final, lingering kiss to your clit, making you twitch.

then he shifts, stretching out beside you, his body warm and solid against yours. his hand rests on your thigh, possessive, as you both lie there, the air thick with the scent of sex and the quiet hum of your shared satisfaction. your heart still races, your skin tingling with the memory of his touch, and you can feel the slickness between your legs, the evidence of what he’s done to you.

luigi turns his head, his eyes narrowing as they land on malcom, still slumped on the bed, his face a mess of tears and snot, his crying having now subsided.

his voice cuts through the room, cold and commanding, dripping with disdain. “i think you should get the fuck out of her house and never come back.”

ur all probably gonna read this and be like “palmy what the fuck” but i had to get this out of my system idk😭

tags: @alleviatcd @luigisbambinaaa @diors002 @corrodeddeadlydoll @contrarianshitstan-blog @weegeewifey @mangionesdoll @mangobabygirl @luigisnumber1fan @fligniuz @number1yearner @soulsmangione @ohsorrythen @bbyelle12 @briarloves @mangionesdaisy @thm12 @purplebadd1e @kikigoogoogaga @daydreamingwithluigi

masterlist | previous work

fuuuuuckkk 😣

now we need a pt3 of the in person reunion that was tew good😮‍💨

cherry

summary: luigi comes home after a week long work trip, and the two of you spend time reuniting.

warnings: smut, sex (multiple positions) head (both receive) breeding, kissing

notes: this is part 3 of my weak for you series, you can read part 1 and part 2 before you read this one or you can read it as a standalone :)

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the house hums with stillness, broken only by the faint buzz of the tv. you’re curled up on the couch, legs tucked beneath a frayed, mustard blanket. the screen flickers with a cooking show, chefs darting between sizzling pans, knives flashing under harsh lights but it’s just a blur, white noise against the electric anticipation thrumming in your veins. luigi’s due back today from his week long work trip, and the wait has you full of adrenaline.

his last text, boarding now, i love you, see you soon burned into your phone hours ago, and you’ve been piecing together his journey in your mind: the plane descending, wheels skidding on tarmac, him grabbing his bag from the overhead bin. your home feels empty without him, each corner echoing his absence, something thats clung to you all week. you ache for his warmth, the way he’d sprawl across this couch, one socked foot nudging yours, chuckling at your obsession with bad tv, his hand resting heavy on your shoulder.

then, you hear a faint jingle… keys at the door. your heart rate raises, but you stay put, gripping the remote. the door swings open, and there’s luigi, travel worn, jacket draped over his arm, backpack hanging loose. his eyes lock on yours, and that grin sparks, tired but bright, like it’s been waiting just for this.

“hey you.” says, voice gravelly, and before you can move, he’s crossing the room, bag hitting the floor with a thud. he’s on the couch in a heartbeat, practically pouncing on you, his weight pinning you against the cushions. he pulls you close, all leather and airplane air, his arms a solid, familiar cage. “god, i missed you…” he mumbles, lips brushing your temple, and the house feels full again, the week’s emptiness gone in a single, messy tackle.

your fingers grip his jacket, pulling him closer. his lips find yours, urgent, warm, tasting of coffee and travel. you kiss back fiercely, hands in his hair, his groan vibrating against you. his hand cups your face, deepening the kiss, hungry yet tender, the world shrinking to just this messy, perfect, whole again.

you ease back to breathe, foreheads touching, luigi’s gaze heavy and fixed on you. “missed you so much…” you whisper, voice trembling with relief, fingertips grazing the scruff on his jaw. he flashes a half-smile, lips grazing yours teasingly.

“relax… i was always gonna come back home.” he says with a smile, voice rough, before kissing you slower, savoring every second.

“but don’t you fucking dare leave me for that long again.” you murmur into his mouth, tugging his curls playfully, luigi’s chuckle is soft, warm, and he kisses you again, slow and deep, hands settling on your hips, grounding you as the couch shifts. “staying right here.” he vows between kisses, and you feel it in his touch, the home he brings, as you melt into him.

your hands glide down his chest, grazing the worn leather of his jacket before reaching the cool metal of his belt buckle. you tug, the soft clink piercing the silence, and he leans back slightly, eyes sparking with surprise and hunger.

“awww, my baby’s in a hurry,” he teases, voice rough, his breath warm against your cheek. you smirk, swiftly undoing the buckle, the leather slipping free.

“you’ve got a whole week to answer for.” you murmur, voice low, tossing the belt aside. your fingers move to his jeans, deftly unbuttoning and unzipping them, sliding the denim down his hips. his breath catches, hands tightening on your waist, pulling you closer as the couch creaks beneath you, the tension between you crackling, sharp and alive.

your hands linger at his waistband, slipping beneath the elastic of his calvin kleins with a slow, deliberate touch. you ease the fabric down, freeing his soft cock, the warmth of his skin brushing against your fingers. luigi’s eyes flicker with a mix of anticipation and vulnerability, a quiet hitch in his breath as he watches you.

“still soft?” you ask, voice soft but edged with want, your fingers grazing lightly, teasingly, as you hold his gaze. his hands flex, a low hum escaping him, the air thick with the unspoken promise of what’s next.

“not for long.” he murmurs.

you lean in, lips brushing luigi’s soft length, leaving faint lipstick marks with each kiss. you keep kissing, slow and deliberate, eyes never leaving his, each press painting another red smudge. his breath stumbles, a quiet groan slipping out as he shifts, hands tightening.

“fuck, you’re so hot.” he mutters, voice rough, the sight of your lipstick stains on him increasing his need. you smirk, maintaining eye contact, the couch creaking as you lean closer, the heat between you blazing.

you part your lips, taking his softness into your mouth, warm and careful, eyes still fixed on his. he whimpers, a sharp sound as you feel him harden, growing firm against your tongue. a deep, shaky moan escapes him, his hands gripping you tighter, fingers digging in as he struggles to keep steady.

“shit…” luigi groans, voice raw, the sensation overwhelming. “wait, baby… can i fuck your face?”

you pause, slowly easing him out of your mouth, lips brushing against him one last time as you meet his heated gaze. a sly smile curves your lips. “please do.” you say, voice low and teasing, the word dripping with promise.

you shift, reaching for the small bottle of throat numbing spray on the side table, grabbing it with a quick glance back at him. his eyes darken, a hungry edge to his stare as he watches you. you spritz the spray, the cool mist settling in your throat, and toss the bottle aside, leaning back toward him.

“ready when you are,” you murmur, voice steady, inviting, as you position yourself, hands resting on his thighs.

luigi’s gaze is primal, a low groan escaping as he leans closer, his strong hands seizing your head with possessive intent. “you’re fucking unreal,” he growls, voice dripping with lust. he guides his throbbing cock to your lips, and you part them eagerly, taking him in, wet and warm.

he starts with shallow thrusts, teasing your mouth, but the feral glint in his eyes and the tightening of his fists in your hair betray his barely leashed hunger. you relax your throat, fingers digging into his tensed thighs, urging him on with a throaty moan. his hips snap faster, driving deeper, fucking your face with a relentless, greedy rhythm.

your tongue flicks and curls around luigi’s length with every movement, savoring the hot, salty taste of his arousal as you tighten your lips, sucking greedily to match his ruthless rhythm. his breaths are jagged, his sculpted abs tensing with each forceful snap of his hips. “so good… i love you so much,” he growls, voice raw with desperation, his hands clamping tighter in your hair, yanking you closer to take him even deeper.

the sloppy, lewd sounds of your mouth devouring him echo throughout the room, blending with the couch’s protests and his deep, primal grunts. your nails dig into his taut thighs, spurring him on, begging him to lose himself in the haze. his thrusts turn sharper, more frenzied, his cock throbbing against your tongue, but he reins himself in, muscles flexing with the strain of holding back.

but he suddenly halts, chest heaving, another groan tearing from his throat. he pulls back, eyes burning with desire, and rasps, “shit, i gotta stop… i wanna taste you.” his grip loosens, but the feral edge in his voice promises the fire’s only just begun.

luigi’s hands, still shaking with raw desire, glide to your thighs as he drops to his knees in front of you. his firm fingers part your thighs wide with a steady, commanding touch, revealing you completely to his intense, hungry stare.

your skin prickles under his gaze, and he leans forward, trailing slow, deliberate kisses up the sensitive skin of your inner thighs. each press of his lips is hot, taunting, inching higher, igniting sparks across your body.

“i love your body baby, so pretty,” he murmurs against your skin, voice deep and worshipful, his eyes lifting to lock with yours, brimming with lust and reverence. “i always get sad when i see you in front of the mirror judging yourself, your body is my favourite thing in the whole wide world.”

his words crash over you, setting your face ablaze, your pulse hammering as you squirm under his grip, flustered and caught off guard. “stop it…” you mumble, voice trembling, a shy giggle slipping out as you try to mask the dizzying warmth his praise sends coursing through you. his lips quirk into a devilish grin, and he kisses closer to your core.

luigi’s fingers slip beneath the edge of your panties, and with a deliberate, teasing pull, he drags them aside, revealing your slick, throbbing core to the air and his hungry stare. “shit,” he murmurs, voice heavy with want, his gaze darkening as he drinks you in. he dives in without pause, his mouth crashing onto your soaked folds, tongue plunging deep with a ravenous groan.

his lips and tongue consume you, sucking your clit firmly before circling it with precise, relentless flicks. his hands grip your thighs, holding them open, fingers digging into your flesh as he dives deeper, tongue fucking you with messy, insatiable strokes. your hips buck, overwhelmed by his intensity, but he keeps you pinned, deep growls vibrating against your core, driving you wild.

his skill is devastating, every lick of his tongue a perfect hit as he takes you apart with dead on aim. he switches between slow, teasing swipes and fast, playful flicks, breaking you down with every dirty move. he knows when to hold back, lingering with soft, sucking kisses that light you up, and when to go hard, diving deep with a beat that leaves you gasping.

you’re moaning like a whore, your hands clutch his head, fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as you burn for more. “lu, oh my god!’” you sob, voice shaking with raw desire. his growl vibrates against you, making you squirm on the couch.

“don’t stop,” you pant, hips chasing his ruthless tongue. but he ignores you, lifting his head, eyes dark and hungry. “i wanna fuck you,” he moans, voice low and rough, sending a fresh jolt through you.

your moans catch in your throat, body still buzzing as he shifts, sliding onto the couch beside you. his hands, strong and urgent, grab your waist, pulling you effortlessly onto his lap. you straddle him, heart pounding, as his fingers dig into your hips, anchoring you against him.

he leans in, lips crashing into yours, kissing you hard and messy, all heat and hunger. his tongue dives into your mouth, tasting you, claiming you, while your hands grip his shoulders, still trembling from the edge he left you on. the kiss deepens, raw and desperate, his low groans mixing with your shaky breaths as you melt into him, ready for whatever he gives you next.

the kiss is all fire, luigi’s lips devouring yours with a hunger that makes your head spin. you break the kiss just long enough to grab the hem of your baggy t shirt, yanking it over your head in one swift move, tossing it aside to reveal your bare breasts. his eyes darken, raking over you with a look that sends heat pooling in your core.

“fuck,” he mutters, voice rough, before he follows suit, peeling his shirt off and flinging it away. his chest is broad, skin warm and taut under your hands as you press against him, feeling the heat radiating between you. your fingers trace his shoulders, needy and restless, as his hands slide up your back, pulling you into another searing kiss, lips and tongues clashing with raw, desperate want.

then, out of nowhere, luigi moves, and with one hard, purposeful thrust, he thrusts up, slamming his thick cock deep into you, stretching your soaked cunt so wide it steals your breath.

“fuck!” you gasp, voice cracking, your walls gripping him like a vice as the intense fullness hits like a tidal wave. his low, primal groan vibrates through you, hips twitching to let you feel every throbbing inch. your fingers sink into his shoulders, nails cutting in as you move together.

luigi’s relentless thrusts don’t falter, his thick cock slamming up into you with merciless force, each brutal pump stretching your dripping pussy to its limit. your broken moans spill out, high and desperate, as your body jolts with every savage snap of his hips, tits bouncing wildly under his hungry gaze.

you’re moaning his name like a prayer, your voice a wrecked mess, your mind blanked by the overwhelming pleasure pain of being fucked dumb. his fingers dig deeper into your hips, leaving marks as he whines, sound vibrating through you like a primal claim.

his cock hammers into you with ruthless power, each thrust nailing that perfect spot, making your body shudder and your cries sharper, barely coherent. soaked in sweat and trembling, you’re consumed by him, your nails ripping his shoulders to shreds. then, through heavy breaths, his voice breaks through, rough and intense.

“all i thought about while i was away, was coming home to fuck you like this.” he snarls, eyes locked on yours as his hips pound harder, every word driven home by a thrust. “can never get enough of you, of your sexy body.”

the confession sets you on fire, and he groans, diving deeper, the frenzied rhythm dragging you both toward total annihilation.

your head falls back, a guttural scream ripping from your lips as your cunt grips him, drowning in the savage pleasure.

“lu, god, i was practically dying without you,” you whimper, voice breaking with raw desire, your hips grinding down to meet his relentless upward thrusts. “i needed you… fuck, i needed this.”

your words tumble out, needy and unfiltered, as your pussy throbs around him, each powerful thrust shoving you toward the brink. “please, don’t stop! fuck me harder!” you sob, nails sinking deeper into his shoulders, spurring him on as your body writhes against him.

luigi suddenly pulls out, leaving you gasping at the aching emptiness. before you can plead, his hands seize your hips with bruising force, flipping you onto the couch in one swift, rough motion. you land on your back, legs falling open as he looms over you, all raw heat and need.

he grabs your thighs, hoisting them up and pinning them toward your chest, locking you beneath him. with one brutal thrust, he buries his thick cock back inside your dripping pussy, the angle making every inch hit harder, deeper.

“fucking missed this pussy, god, fuck-“ he rasps, voice dripping with lust as he slams into you, each relentless thrust pressing you into the cushions. your screams turn to broken wails, body trembling under his weight as the ferocious pace and overwhelming penetration rocket you toward a shattering climax, his hips never slowing in their primal claim.

your nails claw at his back, leaving red streaks as you writhe against him, barely matching his savage rhythm. “lu, shit, i’m gonna come!” you wail, voice fractured and frantic, your pussy gripping his thick cock tighter with every punishing plunge.

his eyes burn with lust, a hungry grin spreading as he leans in, moaning low against your ear. “oh yeah baby, fuck, give it to me, come around my cock-” he groans, voice gritty with want, the sound igniting you further. he shifts his hips, slamming into that perfect spot with deadly precision, and your world collapses as your body seizes, a blinding rush of pleasure shredding through you.

you scream luigi’s name, practically convulsing beneath him, your pussy pulsing wildly as your orgasm rips through you, a gush of slick, hot wetness flooding from your core, coating his cock and dripping onto the couch. his moans deepen, raw and unrestrained, his thrusts growing erratic, chasing his own peak as you tremble in the aftershocks, your soaked thighs quivering against him.

his hips keep slamming into you, relentless, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room as he rides the high of your climax. his hands grip your thighs tighter, keeping you pinned beneath him, and his eyes lock onto yours, dark with lust. “fuck, i’m gonna cum inside you,” he groans, voice rough and urgent, his thrusts growing harder, deeper. “you want that, baby? want me to knock you up? huh?”

“yes, fuck yes! you moan, voice high and desperate.

“i want your baby lu, fuck, please cum in me!” the words spill out, raw and needy, as you writhe beneath him, urging him on.

his eyes go dark, his thrusts instantly faltering as your words hit him hard. his hips slam into you one last time, the wet, filthy smack of skin against your soaked pussy ringing out. “fuck baby, take it.” he moans, voice ragged, his cock throbbing inside your pulsing walls.

he buries himself deep, a choked groan escaping as he cums, hot, thick ropes of his seed flooding your pussy, filling you so full it seeps out around his shaft, mixing with your slick and dripping onto the couch. your body shakes, pussy clamping tight to milk every drop as you whine his name, the scorching rush of his release sending you into another trembling wave of ecstasy. he stays deep inside, panting, hands gripping you possessively, as the raw intensity leaves you both wrecked.

after a moment, he slowly pulls out, his softening cock slipping free with a wet sound, a trail of his thick cum and your slick leaking from your stretched pussy, pooling beneath you on the couch. he sits back, chest heaving, eyes fixed on the mess between your thighs with a mix of awe and pride. “oh baby,” he says, voice low and rough, a smirk tugging at his lips. “there’s no way you’re not pregnant right now.”

his eyes linger on the creamy trail leaking from you, and with a hungry spark, he leans in. he runs his fingers through the warm, slick blend of his release and your essence gathered on the couch, collecting the intimate mixture.

“can’t let this go to waste.” he says, voice low and rough, as he brings his coated fingers to your pulsing core. slowly, purposefully, he presses the gathered fluid back inside you, his fingers gliding effortlessly into your sensitive entrance. you gasp, your body quivering at the sensation, your core tightening around his fingers as he pushes the thick mixture deeper, ensuring it stays within you. “gotta make sure it stays.” he says with a smirk, eyes locked on yours as he withdraws his fingers, leaving you trembling, filled, and completely his.

luigi’s smirk softens into a tender smile as he reaches for you, his strong hands gently pulling you onto his lap. your body, still trembling from the intensity, melts against his warm chest as he wraps his arms around you, holding you close.

the heat of his skin and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat ground you, a comforting contrast to the lingering sensitivity between your thighs. he brushes a stray lock of hair from your face, his touch careful and reverent, then presses a soft kiss to your forehead, lingering there for a moment.

“i really hope you’re pregnant…” he murmurs against your skin, his voice low and earnest, filled with a quiet longing that makes your heart flutter. “i wanna start a family with you.”

you tilt your head up, meeting his gaze with a small, teasing smile, your fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest. “we’ll see in a few weeks.” you reply softly, your voice a mix of anticipation and playful uncertainty.

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husband lu headcanons

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⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ randomly sends you money to get your nails done, like sometimes you’ll just see a notification pop up on your phone and it’ll be him sending you 200 dollars, and for the reference statement he always puts a “❤️”

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ he always makes time for you. even if he’s really caught up with stuff he needs to do for work, he ALWAYS makes time for you no matter what.

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ if you and him were in public and another man started acting weird towards you, he’d always put his arm around you and give the other man the biggest death stare to get the message across that you’re his.

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ loves taking you to events as his date and also loves introducing you as his wife to people, it makes him so proud :,)

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ sooo good with his hands in more ways than one;) once you came home to him building a cot in your garage. you weren’t even pregnant yet and your heart absolutely melted. when you asked him why he was building a cot he just said “for our future baby” :(((((

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ honeymoon in sicily, you guys stayed in a beautiful villa and spent time swimming, hiking, fucking and just appreciating the overall beauty of the place!

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ loves taking photos of you not just with his phone, but with his digital camera. he took soo many photos of you on your honeymoon (i plan to get into this more when i do a honeymoon hcs post!!!)

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ loves cuddlefucking with you especially in the morning, you guys love to do it while talking about what you wanna do that day :((

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ the scent of your perfume always calms him down, he especially loves it when one of his hoodies still smells like you after you’ve been wearing it

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ is the biggest softie after sex, whenever you try to get up to go pee after he always pulls you back into bed which makes you giggle, and when you tell him you need to pee after because women need to pee after sex he always gets all whiney even though you’ll be back soon

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ always helps around the house whenever he can, especially when you were pregnant. one time he saw you carrying a rather big bucket of laundry and he immediately told you to put it down and that he’d handle it. :,)

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ once you guys were watching a movie on the tv, then a sex scene came on and be turned to you and said “we could do better than that.” and you were like “you wanna show me?” and that night he fucked you so rough your legs were shaking

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ his family love you. whenever you go to one of his family gatherings or simply just go to his parents house to have dinner, they ALWAYS ask “so are you guys thinking of having a baby?” “when are you gonna have kids?” i feel like since his parents seem soooo traditional that they’d expect grandkids

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ on your wedding night, you were on your knees sucking his cock before you could even get your dress off, and he took a picture because the fact that you were sucking him off while wearing your wedding dress was too much for him.

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ you had sex in literally every position possible all night long on your wedding night, with him manhandling you. you were both staying at a hotel that night and were both sooo loud, no doubt you pissed off the other guests that were also staying there that night 😭

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ you always give him massages like the good wife you are when his back hurts 😘😘

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ loves giving you massages too, he won’t stop until you say you’re feeling better

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ he randomly gets you flowers even though you don’t ask for them :((

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ one of your favourite things to do in the morning is watching him get ready for work, watching him get out of bed naked put on his boxers, put on his trousers and put on his white shirt. you ALWAYS do his tie up for him because you love how imitate it is.

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ sex at least 4 times a week, twice a week at the very LEAST if you’re both tired or have other things going on. but multiple rounds of sex every day when you’re ovulating ;)

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ one time you guys got REAL dirty and had sex on the dinner table while there was still food on it 😭

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ he loves just doing mundane domestic things with you. doing laundry, cooking, cleaning, gardening, even painting the walls of your future baby’s nursery :,)

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ he’s just the most perfect person to plan a life with, he has so many great ideas and you just love him so so much

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ when you took a pregnancy test in the bathroom and it came out positive, you cried. you were terrified and kept overthinking like crazy, what if you weren’t a good mother? but then lui walked in and saw how upset you were and hugged you and comforted you, and kept telling you how happy he was that you were pregnant and how great of a mother you’d be.

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ loves cuddling with you in bed, he especially loves laying on your bare chest with his arms around your torso, while under a thick blanket :,)

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ is AMAZING at reassuring you, once you accidentally overcooked a pie in the oven and he saw how anxious you were and he was like “it’s alright baby, you could cook me shit on a plate and i’d still eat it” 😭

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ his lockscreen is a photo of you sleeping :,)

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ you’re his best friend in every sense. you guys do everything together, play video games, go hiking, just everything

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ his favourite thing to do with you on a friday night is cuddle up in bed with you and watch a movie 🙁

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ if he came home riled up about something, he’d have you bent over the nearest surface in the house and would be fucking the shit out of you practically as soon as he walked in the door. you don’t mind though, you love it ;)

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ he loves showering with you because it saves water, and he also loves how intimate it is. he loves lathering shampoo into your hair while kissing the back of your neck, and he also loves how showering with you sometimes ends with you with your tits pressed against the shower wall while he fucks you from behind ;)

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ always has to be touching you while he’s asleep, if he’s not cuddling you he’s either lying on his stomach with an arm around your waist, holding your hand, or has one of his legs tangled with yours :(((

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ loves discussing baby names with you, once he cheekily suggested that if you have a boy that you should name him “luigi jr”

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ loves it when he’s coding at his computer and you randomly get on your knees and suck his cock

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ before he proposed to you, he was acting soooo weird for at least 2 months prior, one time you were wearing a ring on one of your fingers and he randomly took a picture of your hand. when you asked him why, he said it was because “your nails were pretty” when little did you know that later that day he went to the jewellers and showed them that picture to estimate your ring size, in order to make sure your engagement ring fit perfectly.

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ he took you for a drive one night to one of your favourite spots, a hill with a view overlooking the beach. he got out of the car and took you outside and sat on the bench with you and started talking about how beautiful the view was. then he started yapping about how much he loved you and how he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. you IMMEDIATELY picked up on what he was about to do and you started crying tears of happiness and then when he got down on one knee you cried more, and when you said yes HE started crying.

⠀ ˖⋆࿐໋ after that, you may or may not have gotten back in the car and proceeded to have the best sex you’ve ever had.

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AHHH i hope u guys liked this as my second hcs post xxoxoxo

ok but nerdy college luigi trying to get you jealous at a party by talking to another girl but then u leave w another guy and he’s all pouty next morning during lecture 🧘‍♂️

Omg, and he’s just sitting there with his arms crossed, lips all pouty, nose scrunched up, looking like the biggest diva to ever walk into a room

“she’s got an AMAZING head of hair on her which she obviously gets from her daddy 😭” ughhhhh 😣😣😣😣😣 i wanna have his kids

Girl dad Lu headcanons 🩷

girldad lu headcanons 🩷

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࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ when she was still in your womb, she would always kick like crazy when luigi was around :)

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ when she was born he cried and could not stop staring at her, he was terrified at first when the doctors asked if he wanted to hold her because he thought he’d drop her 😣😣

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ sometimes you’d come home from being somewhere after leaving luigi alone with the baby, and you’d see him just sitting on the couch with her just holding her and staring at her.

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ loves cuddling on the couch with you and her because you’re his girls :(((

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ her first word was “dada!” and luigi got sooo cocky about it and would not shut up about it for weeks

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ loves tickling her, once he was tickling her when she was still a baby and he made her laugh for the first time 🥹🥹

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ LOVES talking to her even when he can’t understand her, when she became a toddler and started actually walking and talking, she’d say some of her toddler babble to him and he’d reply and go “really? wow! that’s amazing!”

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ loves every part of being a dad. especially during her baby days, he loved feeding her, getting up in the middle of the night to calm her down, he even loved changing her diapers

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ when she’d cry in the middle of the night, luigi would notice just how tired you looked and he’d insist that he’d go deal with her instead so you could get more sleep

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ is SO patient with her. you don’t know how he does it. when she’s being cheeky and won’t go to bed you’ve NEVER seen luigi get frustrated with her, ever.

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ your daughter is the perfect mix of you and luigi, but she looks so much like you when she gets mad which always makes him laugh soooo much, because he just can’t take her seriously if all he can see is a mini version of you 😭

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ she’s got an AMAZING head of hair on her which she obviously gets from her daddy 😭

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ luigi absolutely loves introducing her as your daughter to people

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ he genuinely thinks she’s the best thing you and him have ever done :(((

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ your daughter is very curious toddler, always pointing at things and going “daddy wat that?” and luigi always takes the time to explain it to her

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ one time when he was at his computer doing some coding stuff your little girl toddled up to him, saw what he was doing and asked “wat you doin daddy?” with wide eyes

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ so he pulled her onto his lap and showed her all his coding stuff, and started explaining it in detail and even though she didn’t understand a word he was saying she was still like “woooooooooooooowwwww!!! reeeeeeeeeaalllllyyyyyyyyyy??????”

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ loves taking her for walks through the park in her pram, especially when she babbles and points at random things and asks what they are

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ when he’s not using her pram he’s using one of those slings where your kid is kinda strapped in front of you (please tell me you all know what i’m trying to describe 😭😭)

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ speaking of walks through the park, he loves taking her to the duck pond to feed the ducks! she calls it the “duckie pond” so that means luigi has to call it that too 😭😭

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ he gave her permission to eat one of the slices of bread they brought with them one day, and when he was watching her eat he couldn’t get enough of how cute she looked, so he told her to smile while she had her mouth full and he took a photo of her and sent it to you

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ whenever she has a bad dream she always goes to you and luigi’s room and snuggles up in between you two

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ once on valentine’s day he got her to give you the bouquet of roses he got for you

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ he even coached her on what to say, she ended up saying “happy vawintines day mommy! these from daddy, daddy loves you!”

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ once he took her into a jewellery store to pick out a gift for you, and she pointed at the prettiest bracelet ever and he ended up buying it for you 😣

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ gets way too invested in the kid cartoons she watches😭 once you came home to him cross legged in front of the tv next to her watching one of the episodes

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ when she gets upset, so does he. there’s just something about seeing his little girl sad that really tugs at his heartstrings

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ on her 2nd christmas he dressed up as santa and walked into the room, and your daughter was so convinced that santa claus was actually in your fucking house, while you on the other hand could not stop laughing because it was so obvious that it was lu, and his santa impersonation was too funny

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ when she’s out in public with him and gets nervous for whatever reason she hides behind his pant leg

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ once he was doing his coding stuff on his computer and she randomly toddled up to him, tapped him on the shoulder and said “i love you daddy!” for the first time

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ if she notices lu is stressed out about something she’ll toddle up to him, hold up her teddy bear to him and go “daddy want my teddy?”

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ always falls asleep in lu’s arms when he reads her a bedtime story :(((

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ whenever you’re all out shopping together, whenever she sees luigi from mario, whether it be a billboard, a poster, an action figure in a store, or a keychain, she always points and goes “wook! wook! wook! it’s daddy!”

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ even though he might not be the best singer, he loves singing songs for his little girl. he loves seeing the smile that appears on her face :)

࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖୨୧˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔ he loves playing with her, one day you came home to him playing dolls with her, it was the sweetest thing you’d ever seen 😭

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honeymoon with lu headcanons

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°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ he’d take y࣪ou to sicily for your honeymoon of course, because he’d wanna show you where his family roots are, also because sicily is the PERFECT place for a honeymoon :,)

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ you’d spend your time hiking, biking around and going to various popular tourist destinations, with luigi constantly taking photos of you with his digital camera like the good traditional man he is.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ speaking of him taking photos of you, on your honeymoon he’d take soo many dirty pics of you, such as ones of you with his cock in your mouth, photos of you sucking your own cum off of his fingers and photos of you with him inside you ;)

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ you’d make so many dirty videos during your honeymoon, some of them would last for hours

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ the sex would be amazing, multiple rounds a day, sometimes you’d just have slow romantic sex, other times he’d be fucking you in pronebone (i’m so sorry, i saw the opportunity and just had to take it) while moaning into your ear about how happy he is that you’re finally his wife

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ whenever you’re at your villa you’re both either naked or in swimming clothes, no inbetween

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ he loves telling people you’re on your honeymoon, when you guys were on a tour of the valley of the temples he told the tour guide you guys were on your honeymoon and you were like 🙄🙄🙄🙄

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ you’d also take photos of him too when he’s not looking because he’s just sooo :(

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ at night when you’re not having sex you’d find yourselves cuddling skin to skin in bed together while you plan out your future :(((

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ there’d be a pool in your villa and because of this you’d pretty much walk around in your bikini whenever you’re there, which means that luigi would definitely be fucking the shit out of you multiple times a day, but you don’t mind one bit. you love it

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ you and him found this secluded part of the beach to go to, and made AMAZING use of it by having sex in a spot right by a bush.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ you were on top the whole time riding him, and he had his camera out recording and couldn’t get enough of how sexy you looked.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ “look at you, fucking your husband in public” 🤭🤭

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ your honeymoon lasted about a month, simply because you both have very stressful lives back home and wanted to get away for as long as you can

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ you’d tell him to not buy you stuff, you feel like you don’t need anything considering you’re already on your honeymoon with your husband which is enough, but he always buys you expensive gifts when your back is turned and you always roll your eyes at him and scold him, but you love and appreciate the gifts anyway <3

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ one time he lifted you up, opened the window, sat you on the windowsill and fucked you so hard even though there was a high chance that someone could’ve walked by and seen, but he didn’t care. and that’s how your first baby was conceived ;))

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i’m so sorry this isn’t longer i’ll be honest it’s because i ran out of ideas, but i hope u all like this regardless 😭❤️

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