Summary: Henry gives the best gifts. Even the unexpected ones.
Pairing: Henry Cavill x reader
Word Count: 1,096
Warnings: RPF, smut, fingering, risky creampie, p in v sex, use of sex toy on a woman, male dom
A/N: This was written for @cavillsthighsCavillmas Challenge. This is for Day 17. The prompt was “the gift that keeps on giving”, so of course this is where my mind went.
Sorry it’s a bit late, but hopefully it’s worth the wait.
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–Christmas Day–
A couple of hours ago you’d exchanged gifts with Henry.
You’d given him a beautiful watch and a new Warhammer set that he was currently occupying himself with, giving you time to get ready for dinner.
He had gone overboard with your gifts, even though you’d told him not to. Giving you perfume, clothes, and the gorgeous Hermes bag you’d been drooling over for weeks. You hadn’t even told him about it yet, but somehow he knew.
warnings: sub!james, dom!reader, teasing, edging, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, praising, blowjob, handjob, crying, mommy kink, he slips into subspace near the end
summary: james potter might have a cocky exterior but behind doors he’s just your good boy.
a/n: i love sub!james and honestly this was a blast, i’ve got a few requests and i am planning to start writing them as soon as i can but this was just some fun.
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James Potter was many things. Handsome, funny, popular. One thing he couldn’t do however, is keep his composure. If anything James was like putty in your hands when you were around. He adored you, worshiped you.
So obviously you had to have a little fun with it.
“I’ll see you after potions.” You pulled your boyfriend in for a kiss and James freezed under your touch before finally melting. There’s a red flush across his cheeks when he parts and you giggled. “Bye baby.”
The warning signs were written all over him like a marquee outside a theatre, lit up in gold and bright flashing red neon.
On the first date you were supposed to have, he stood you up, only to call you four days later on a Wednesday night. Closer to midnight than dinnertime, oblivious and confused and asking where you were with a slight panic in his voice.
Hi sweetheart, just wanted to make you feel good hm? Did you sleep well?
Summary:What was meant to be an innocent night of sleep and cuddles, turns into a night of Remus relieving his pleasures as it seems he can’t resist Y/N, even in her sleep
