Archive of Our Own

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

☆ Because it's effortless for him to slip into his creature headspace when having sex, it will naturally take some coaxing to bring him back to something of equal familiarity: what makes him just as much of a man. A human. After he cums, he'd still be growling and warbling, his larynx fluttering in time, and the wild twitch of his eyes would resemble a look of bloodlust. All of this dissolves with a reassuring stroke to his cheek and a gentle push to line his gaze up with yours. His chest will still be heaving and you can feel his muscles flexing, but that same adoring look will filter back into his eyes with each swipe of your thumb against his cheekbone.

☆ Perpetua, as gentlemanly as he can be bestial, will always ask you if you're okay and, naturally, you will do the same. He'd give you a considerate warning before moving, saying something along the lines of "I'm gonna pull out, okay?" before bracing himself with careful hands on your hips. Without fail, he will clean up the immediate mess with a warm washcloth, kissing all along your worn body.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

☆ His favorite body part of his own are his fangs. Built to deal damage, he's accustomed to primarily using them to puncture prey. The rush he gets from feeling that leadened tang of their blood coating his mouth is an unparalleled experience for him. But once he has his sights set on you, he realizes he can use his sharpened canines in more… erotic ways. He relishes the sounds you make as he presses them against your pulse point, watching you squirm and perhaps prick yourself by accident. The whines that escape him would be devastatingly desperate as he licks off the sanguine droplets, coppery bliss blooming on his tongue. Of course, he would never feed from you unless consent was given, but if you do it's easy to tell that Perpetua has a very intimate relationship with his incisors.

☆ When it comes to you he doesn't have a favorite body part. Not being fully human, Perpetua has a fascination with your body in general. Especially the fleshy parts. If you're feeling up for it, he will use his talons to caress every sensitive area along your neck, chest, sides, and thighs, taking stock of every twitch and gasp of surprise. He loves to knead into your skin as well, almost cat-like in the way he will just grab handfuls of you and squeeze and squeeze and squeeze. Additionally, even though it isn't technically a body part, Perpetua more often than not is fixated on your scent. Your pheromones. He can tell how you're feeling just from one quick inhale to the crook of your neck and it kind of freaks you out sometimes with how accurate he can be. And if you're AFAB, he can predict your cycle, too. What a bonus!

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically... I’m a disgusting person)

☆ Perpetua has a huge breeding kink, so, if you allow it, he will cum inside every time. It's an innate feeling of needing to reproduce that he can't quite shake. Being partly human he can understand that sex is for pleasure as well, but whatever else is living inside of him insists on procreation whether your anatomy allows it or not. You will often be able to observe these parts of him at war with one another as he gets closer and closer to reaching his climax. He'll shudder out soft "oh"s and his eyes will do the pleading for him, asking if he can come inside. It's an embarrassed look of arousal, like he feels that he shouldn't want this as much as he does. Like he wants to fight against it but will ultimately lose against the inevitable.

☆ When you do give him permission, his impassioned release is a gorgeous sight. His eyes never leave yours as he pants, fucking his cum deeper into you as he waits for you to teeter off the edge as well. His little sounds of pleasure are grateful in nature as he kisses all over your face while, thanking you between each one. After he pulls out he will finger his cum back into you every time it threatens to leak. He doesn't even realize he's doing it sometimes, his hand seeming to move on its own in a subconscious effort to ensure it takes. Call it cliché, but he feels at home inside you. Every time he cums in you, it's as if a part of him he still hasn't identified yet has fulfilled its purpose. A sense of belonging and peace will always wash over him after a good creampie.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

☆ Perpetua is an underwear sniffer. He's certain that he hasn't been caught yet, though. With expert timing and deft fingers he will snag a dirty pair from the hamper in a matter of seconds, sometimes even when you're in the same room! He's just that good. The trick for him is to only keep one pair at a time, taking the older pair and sticking them deeper in the hamper and looking for a pair closer to the top. Remember, smell is a huge thing for him, so it's no fun when your undies lose it! His favorite thing to do with them besides smelling them as he masturbates is to masturbate with them. The feeling of them wrapped around his cock, almost scenting himself with you is enough to make him cum on the spot.

☆ But if you do eventually end up catching him, you could have a lot of fun with it. I'm talking making him sit still as you tie his hands above him to the headboard, forcing him to watch as you remove your current underwear before prepping yourself to ride him. As you gently fuck yourself down onto his cock you could dangle the pair in front of his face and watch him strain against his bindings, whimpering for just a taste, just a sniff. Holding it just above his nose and mouth you could tease him with the very thing he tried so hard to hide from you. Although, there's a part of you that wonders if he wanted to get caught.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

☆ Prior to meeting you, Perpetua was a virgin. Sure, he knew how to pleasure himself but due to the nature of his very being he has been hesitant to have intercourse with someone who is entirely human. His idea of sex was a little on the primitive side, viewed by the creature-esque part of him as a means of reproduction and nothing more, but the human part of him is just as intrinsic as the beastly one. He was curious more than anything, but also afraid of hurting you. Of enacting on something that he wasn't able to control. So expect things to be slow at first as you teach dear Perpetua what makes human sex so beautiful and unique.

☆ Your first time would be explorative as you both figure out what makes the other tick. Gentle caresses of his talons across your erotic zones that make you shiver in all the right ways would be his first exposure to your tells. And, of course, he would commit them all to memory. He'd be nervous at first, afraid of scaring you off with his self-perceived grotesque-ness and rather otherworldly cock, but a bit of encouragement goes a long way. He will rely on you to show him the ins and outs of sensual, loving sex but once he gets a taste he will be so sweet that metaphorical cavities will threaten to form on your molars.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

☆ Doggy comes naturally for him. He has an innate instinct to mount you, leaning over your back and clamping down on your neck or shoulder as he fucks you without shame. He is also a huge fan of the mating press. Hooking your knees over his shoulders and pressing your thighs to your torso as he presses his own flush against you is very satisfying for him. I mean, hell, it's in the name! At the beginning of your sexual relationship he will gravitate towards these positions inexplicably, but once he gets a feel for your comfort level, limits, and favored positions he has no problem with adapting. But again, if you had to ask him how he likes to fuck you, it's any position that satisfies his animalistic tendencies.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

☆ Very serious. Not stoic or reserved, but dedicated to your mutual pleasure and taking the needs of both parties into account. If you're not enjoying it, he's not enjoying it, so he's serious in a sense that commitment to your desire trumps all. And just because he isn't cracking jokes or doesn't present as the most suave of them all doesn't mean he can't be sexy in his actions. Dirty talk is more common when he gains confidence, whispering into your ear how badly he wants to feel you around him, squeezing him until he falls apart. He also will want to tell you how badly he wants to breed you, but will tone it down if it's not something you're into.

☆ If you want him to lighten up a little, it will take some convincing on your end that sex can be lighthearted, too! The passion doesn't have to fade just because it's not all hushed tones and fiery kisses. He may give a cutely confused tilt of his head but once he understands he will smile more, giggle more, and even try his best to make foreplay a little fun too! For him, play wrestling is a great way to keep things a little unserious while also helping him connect with his urges to physically overpower. Regardless, Perpetua is a very devoted lover and is more than willing to make these kinds of adjustments for you.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

☆ Oh goodness, so hairy. Not to the point where it's overwhelming, but he has expanses of coarse, dark hair, as rich in color as mahogany wood covering his chest and swathing his forearms. It lessens in intensity down his belly but comes back in full force with his happy trail that widens at his pubic bone. The hair there is a little unkempt and curly like the hair on his head, always tickling your nose when you take him into your throat. He'll trim it if you want, but… he prefers the au naturel look.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect...)

☆ He worships the ground you walk on. In his eyes you are the embodiment of all that is precious and meaningful, a force in his life so deserving of the highest praise that the sex embodies nothing short of that. In the beginning, Perpetua did not have an exceptional understanding of intimacy between humans. He would express it in his own way during coitus, nuzzling his face all over you and giving appreciative licks in the areas he thought would feel best for you. It was adorable how sweet it was. The spirit was there, enthusiastic about showing his love for you in a manner unique to only him. But there was so much more he was missing, brand new methods of gaining pleasure just waiting for him. You held the key to this locked door of his.

☆ He couldn't be more grateful for your patience and understanding through this process. His knowledge has expanded tenfold thanks to you, learning about erogenous zones and different types of touch, how to help the both of you prepare for penetration, and, most importantly, how to ensure you two stay safe and comfortable during sex. Specifically, this involved explaining to him what safewords are, when to make sure his talons are retracted, and exploring ways for him to tell you what he needed, too. With the confidence he gains from this Perpetua has become more in-touch with his own desires, making them known just as often as you do.

☆ Jumping back to the present, Perpetua now oozes a certain prowess that indicates major self-assurance in the bedroom. This isn't to say that his more carnal inclinations have gone by the wayside, but he feels he can hold them on a leash after these learning opportunities he's had the privilege of sharing with you. Encouraging him to loosen this metaphorical leash is, of course, still on the table, though. You'd never want to make him feel like he had something to hide. But now sex feels more intimate than it ever has before. Still just as enthusiastic, Perpetua's touches are more practiced and assured, his kisses strategically placed, and his pace perfected down to a self-formulated science. He beams with pride when you make it known how game-changing these adjustments are, the feeling bubbling inside of him before settling into a grateful warmth, making a home steadfast and true in his chest.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

☆ Will hump pillows like a dog. As mentioned previously, he has a huge thing for your scent and when you're away his desperation to capture your smell at the source grows exponentially. So, he will make do with your shared bedding until then. Crawling over to your side he practically bathes in your pheromones, snuffling around your blankets and pillows until he finds a patch with the strongest input. It's where your head lays, your unmistakable hair product soaked into the fabric. He'd whine, aching for your presence, but the way his cock twitches to life inside his pants gives him more pressing matters to attend to.

☆ With another stifled mewl and elongated inhale to your pillow, he would take the one behind it and shove it between his legs. He makes a desperate sight when this happens, movements frenzied and eyes closed in bliss as he's unable to tear his muzzle away from the only way he can currently feel closer to you. The first roll of his hips is always experimental, trying to find his groove. It's a similar feeling for him as when he extends one of his gangly limbs in all directions in effort to stretch that one point of tension. And once he finds his niche of pleasure, he'll be insatiable.

☆ His silk dress shirt would bunch up around his hips as he bucks into the pillow, exposing his belly, but he likes it that way. The feeling of rubbing your musk all over his most sensitive, most private areas feels almost spiritual for him. Like you hold ownership over him. The notion of that alone is enough to make him cum, clamping down onto the pillow as tears of fidelity free-flow. He never takes his pants off when he gets like this, not keen on making a mess of your pillow. Not only would he be soiling something of yours but it also means it would have to be washed, replaced with a less inviting fragrance.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

☆ Scent and breeding, obviously. But there's one that's so glaringly obvious I need to mention it… you guessed it! Primal play. And there's so many ways it could be interpreted with different settings and themes, but at the end of the day he is pleased as long as a crucial piece remains: the chase. Never one for being likened to prey, he will (with your permission, of course) assume the hunter role and relish in the thrill of giving chase. He would prefer it to be outside where he feels at home with the elements, but all it would take is one word from you and he will find his own fun in roaming the Ministry halls in search of his precious target. There's a certain flavor of excitement that he can only get from this type of play. Think of it as his enrichment time. And it will always start the same: you have a 30-second head start to run and hide, then he is off to find you and claim you.

☆ Another crucial piece to his fantasy is that it must be night. The earliest he will hunt is sunset, but being a nocturnally-inclined creature he is partial to the dark. If the two of you were to play in the sprawling corridors of the Ministry, he would not be opposed to spending the wee hours of the morning searching every nook and cranny for wherever you may be slotted away. He knows the entire building like the back of his hand and will take his time in looking for wherever you may be. Picking up your scent from the get-go makes it less strenuous, but after a certain point it becomes too easy. On nights were he is a little more impatient, he won't waste any time once he has pinpointed your location, bending you over the nearest surface and fucking you silly. But on the nights where he can exhibit more restraint, he will instead elect to get your blood pumping through intentional scrapes of his talons along the nearest wall or low growls to make his presence known that seem to come more from his chest than his throat. He delights in feigning unawareness of your hiding place when in reality it took him only seconds to find you.

☆ If you were to play outside, you're in for a whole different beast (literally). When outside and away from the prying, scrutinous eyes of others, he allows himself to transform. Not to the point where he is unrecognizable, but you can notice that his teeth have elongated, his talons have fully emerged, and his wings have sprouted from his back. Even though it's a painful process for him, he views it as worth it and knows you will help him down once the dust settles. The woods outside of the Ministry offers fewer places for you to hide, but plenty for Perpetua. Having that advantage is why he enjoys it the best, finding optimal places to perch and stalk so he can watch you wander aimlessly in a futile frenzy. If you want it to get more on the physical side, he has no qualms with pouncing on you or pinning you against a tree before literally tearing your clothes off and taking you. And don't worry, there's always plenty of aftercare. Just make sure you take care of those bite wounds, Perpetua would never forgive himself if they were to get infected.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

☆ Outside is a given based on the previous section, but he isn't opposed to having sex in the lesser traveled reaches of the Ministry. Balconies are also an accommodating place for the both of you, as he still gets to experience being outdoors but also has the luxury of going inside to fetch anything the two of you may need. The more secluded ones also offer more privacy if you require that! He still holds a preference for having sex after sundown, when the light from the hallowed moon makes your skin shine and shadows dance across your features. This is why he also warms up quickly to the idea of fucking you in front of one of the countless stained glass mirrors lining the Ministry halls. Watching those iridescent colors wash over you… Perpetua thinks you've never looked more beautiful.

☆ This isn't to say that he doesn't enjoy having sex in your room, though. As much as he enjoys feeling the brisk night air cool his face and play with his hair he also knows that part of the intimacy for him is sharing these moments with you and you only. Exhibitionism isn't really his thing so he knows that the possibility of being caught can be uncomfortable, even though sex is something to be celebrated within the Ministry. Whether the sex you have is behind closed doors or not, the attentiveness Perpetua has to making sure that you feel like the two of you are the only people on Earth does not falter. Not even one bit.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

☆ I'm sure you can gather one of the more obvious answers at this point. One whiff of you after a long day of working within the Ministry and his response is downright Pavlovian, but there are other surefire ways to get inside his pants that must be mentioned. Firstly, Perpetua loves to mark and be marked in return. A sign of possession boiled down to a physical symbol: a blemish, a bruise, an imprint. A reminder that you hold proprietorship over what seems to be his very existence, and that he holds that same power over you. Seeing your once unblemished skin become littered with reminders of his devotion to you triggers something ancient resting within him. No one else can have you. And if they try, they will fail.

☆ Secondly, Perpetua lives for pet play. Allow me to explain. One may think that pet play would be viewed by Perpetua as something humiliating, something that belittles his psyche, but he actually feels quite the opposite. Pet play gives him an outlet to encourage his animal-like behavior but in a more domestic sense. No hunting, no bloodlust, no painful transformations… just a slow unravel into a more pliant headspace. It taps into an innate sense of loyalty for him, an eagerness to please. He does well with commands and never disobeys, turning into something so soft and tensile that every thought left is devoted to being on his best behavior for you. Even with the most mundane tasks that he helps you with, all it will take is one "good boy" as you smooth down his curls for his erection to make itself known. He also holds great potential for clicker training and can become aroused just from the sound of it.

☆ Lastly, our dearest Perpetua can grow hard at the sight of blood. Your blood, specifically. It taps into his predatory instincts, a facet of him that no doubt ties into his haematophilia. Must be a crossing of brain wires or something. He won't draw attention to it unless you're just as interested, though, knowing that seeing blood can make some humans feel faint. And he never could imagine doing anything to make you feel uncomfortable or unsafe. If you prick your finger or get a small scratch on your arm, he will have to bite back a whimper unless you hold it up for him to lick it off. Then the needy sounds just seem to spill out of him, overflowing with appreciation and lust. And if you willingly allow him to be the one to draw blood from you as well as consume it, he will cum in his pants with a strangled cry as his tongue laps against your skin.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

☆ Even though Perpetua is a pervert by nature, there are certain things he will say no to. Scat is a huge turn off for him as well as vomit, but piss is totally on the table. One of the main themes of his character (as you can probably tell at this point) is his humanity warring with his theroid attributes, so while he finds most human waste repulsive there is something about urine that fascinates him. At the end of the day, he is pretty sure it ties into the whole scent marking thing but he will only indulge himself if you allow him to. He knows its not everyone's cup of tea after a rather rude awakening from a Sibling of Sin, but he will be a little freak about it if permitted.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

☆ He has no preference for giving or receiving oral, but let me break it down into how exactly it'll work. One thing I will say beforehand is that Perpetua is very normal about how you taste. Regardless of what you're rockin' down there, his mouth will lavish you with an appreciative hunger. Not in the literal sense, but moreso a hunger to satisfy you to the best of his ability.

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P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

☆ It's contextual. If the constant reverence he has for you makes itself a little more known that day, he will take his time with you. Slower thrusts are more common, with a hand pressed on your abdomen to not only hold you still but remind you of who you belong to. He will maintain impassioned eye contact as he thrusts into you, telling how beautiful you look beneath him and that he never wants the moment to end. His touches will be gentle but assured, setting your erogenous zones ablaze with a practiced grace he has learned from his favorite teacher. It's moments like these where the sex feels like a promise. A promise of loyalty, of trust, and of unwavering connection between you both.

☆ And then there are other days where he needs to let out the beast in more ways than one. This happens especially when you haven't had sex in what feels like forever (however long that may be) or after an intense chase session. He will be rougher, less forgiving with the brutal pace he sets as his sights are set on one thing and one thing only: claiming you. Picture heat-of-the-moment neck and shoulder bites, the sting of his talons digging into whatever he can grab onto, inhuman rumbles and trills seeming to rattle through your very core… he gets carried away often. First-aid kits are a must after these scenes, usually for you rather than him. But he does enjoy when you fight back. Or, at least try to.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

☆ Perpetua is indifferent to quickies, but it's the kind of indifference where you know you will enjoy either option anyways. He doesn't mind how long the sex lasts because at the end of the day, he will be happy with any opportunity he gets to fuck you. Your quickies usually happen in the confessional, library, and hidden hallways within the Ministry. He doesn't enjoy them out of exhibitionism, but moreso out of an insatiable hunger to feel you shudder beneath him as he lavishes your body with attention.

☆ This isn't to say that Perpetua doesn't enjoy having sex without the possibility of getting caught. You've built up his sexual confidence so greatly that he isn't even sure if he would feel embarrassed if he was. It is also worth mentioning that if you are not a fan of quick bouts of sex in semi-public areas, he absolutely will not force you. But if you are… do not be surprised when you feel him press his hard-on into your backside even when you swore he was supposed to be busy.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

☆ Surely you can gather everything that makes sex with Perpetua "risky" at times, especially when he lets himself transform and have his way with you. You both have grown to accept the possibility that someone may get hurt throughout the process and always tend to each other's wounds afterward. But when it comes to being experimental between the sheets Perpetua is more than eager to try anything you suggest. It's mostly out of a curiosity to explore just how diverse and beautiful sexual pleasure can be as someone who hasn't tried indulged in different kinds of sex. But once you two figure out your compatibility when it comes to kinks and/or fetishes, he is quick to agree to whatever you may have in mind as long as he gets to spend all night making you quiver and writhe.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last...)

☆ Once you take his virginity and allow him to indulge in his most fundamental desires he will be insatiable. As mentioned previously Perpetua has a penchant for quickies if you'll let him, and on top of that he also has a very primal libido. His sex drive seems to be at a constant all-time high, but depending on how often you are willing to have sex he will practice self restraint if you can't match it. Expect sex to last at least an hour with him, but it's not all penetration and stimulation the entire time.

☆ For Perpetua, sex begins at the moment the sexual tension between the two of you has been acknowledged. Whether it's through a prolonged moment of hedonistic eye-contact or through a touch to a waist for just a bit too long, he already has his sight set on feeling you around him. Foreplay with him is also just as intense with him having figured out just where to caress, where to kiss, and where to nibble to get that familiar heat to rush to the space between your thighs. This process in of itself can last a long time if you let it, so if you're saving your sexual endeavors for after-hours… I hope you get to sleep in the following morning.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

☆ Perpetua knew what sex toys were prior to meeting you, but has never used one on himself or another person. He also was only familiar with vibrators and dildos, so when you introduced him to the dozens of other types of toys he can learn about he is beyond excited. His personal favorites for you to use on him are cock rings, muzzles for when he is feeling more submissive, and feathers.

☆ He loves the feeling of a cock ring forcing him to hold back an orgasm while he cries and pleads for you to give him permission. And as for the muzzles, he loves the secure feeling of it settled around his jaw and nose. It brings him to a headspace where he feels more docile, more of a gentle creature as you give him the affection he craves. And as for the feather, he loves when you drag the tip of it across his most sensitive spots, relishing in the feeling of his body jolting in response.

☆ As for the toys he likes to use on you, Perpetua loves to use anything remote-controlled whether it be a butt plug or a front-end vibrator. There's something about having the ultimate power over your pleasure that really gets him going. He loves to pass by you in the hallway rather innocently and give you a smile as he turns the setting up higher on the vibrator. As composed as you may try to keep yourself, he knows exactly how badly your body aches for release. And when the two of you finally meet again in his bedroom, you show him no mercy. He knew he had it coming, too, but the prospect of being on the receiving end of your punishment was too delicious to pass up.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

☆ He can be such a tease. Once he has the time to learn you right, his habit of purposefully riling you up increases tenfold. He especially loves to do this when he knows you have more important matters to attend to during the day. Regardless of what your duties may be within the Ministry, Perpetua will find any reason to slink away from his to come find you. Thanks to his keen sense of smell it always takes little time for him to spot you and try to get you whisked away to somewhere he can whisper filth in your ears and get you hot under the collar.

☆ But other times, he can appear more innocent in his… provocations. A firm arm curled around your waist during one of your many walks throughout the Abbey gardens and the way his eyes linger on your open, willing mouth during communion at Black Mass are just a few examples. He is aware of the effect that it has on you, but other moments he is completely oblivious. If anything it adds to his sex appeal. There's a certain type of beauty that comes with humility regarding oneself's attractiveness, and Perpetua exudes it.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

☆ Perpetua is the KING of noisy sex. When it comes to the more human sounds he makes, it'll depend on the position and headspace he's in. When topping, he will release more grunts and low groans, savoring the act of taking everything he can from you. You can tell when he hasn't gone into full creature-like overdrive when he is in this state and is trying to make as much noise as he can before his larynx modifies itself. Because, in all honesty, Perpetua really does enjoy making human pleasure noises but feels as though he hasn't had the chance to explore it fully.

☆ When he is bottoming or feeling more submissive, he makes such the cutest little sounds. Little high-pitched squeaky things will spill from his lips, all soft edges and quiet fervor. He'll shudder out gasps and choked moans that seem to quiver in time with his body. Not enough emphasis can be placed on how devastatingly cute Perpetua is when he feels like a smaller, more malleable version of himself during sex.

☆ And when it comes to the sounds that he would make after transforming, it varies. When he first finds you after an intense chase, he will usually growl at a frequency so low that he seems to shake the earth beneath your feet. His pale eye will glow a distressing shade of white (an intimidation tactic, if anything else) as he growls through pants, a faint clicking sound seeming to be laid over it all. The moment he is inside you he will chitter and mewl, a fantastical kind of babble that only grows more intense the closer he gets to orgasm. When he finally does, he roars. It's a polytonal sound, something more akin to fiction than reality. But oh, is it beautiful.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

☆ Perpetua goes CRAZY for some frotting. There is something to pure and primal about it that he simply cannot and will not ever get enough of it. The feeling of rubbing each other's crotches together, your cock/vulva grazing up against his before pushing down harder to cover each other in sweat and slick… it's addictive. He loves the way his body seems to hitch as his cock catches against you in just the right way, giving him just a taste of what is to come. But these moments he wants to prolong as much as possible. You are simply too beautiful for him to resist. All of you.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

☆ I'm sorry creature cock lovers, but I'm going with human genitalia on this one. He's sporting a solid 7 inches with plenty of girth (to the point where he feels heavy in your hand), but he definitely knows how to use it correctly. He's aware that full-depth penetration can be uncomfortable with cocks his size, but you are needn't to worry! Regardless of how far you can take him, whether it's in your hole or in your mouth, Perpetua treats every moment you take him like it's the last.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

☆ If you couldn't tell by now, VERY HIGH. And he needs to satisfy it as quickly as your bodies allow like it's an incessant itch that needs scratching. Of course, only if you consent. If not, it's not like his hand hasn't finished the job for him before. Although it must be said that this is why he enjoys quickies so much, because it allows for him to relieve that ever-growing pressure in his groin in a way that not only is time-efficient but also lets you join in on the fun, too. And you can tell most of the time from just the look on his face any time he needs a quick fuck. His eyes get all needy, his face flushes, and he has this adorable pout that you swore he must have practiced in the mirror before.

☆ There is a route you can take this, though, if his libido is just a bit too high for you: orgasm denial and some thorough training. If he learns to be patient throughout the day, he will get rewarded with what he craves. It's as simple as that. The possibilities become especially endless when you remember that he also enjoys pet play. If the little critter wants to be good, he's going to have to earn it. But, to be honest, there is no reality where submissive Perpetua sees himself disobeying you on purpose. It just makes the payoff that much more unforgettable.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

☆ Big sleepyhead after sex. There's no question about it. Of course, he will make sure that you have everything you need before falling asleep, ever the gentleman. But after he orgasms, especially if you have wrung multiple out of him that night, his eyes will be heavy-lidded and his limbs sluggish as he settles you into bed. It's kind of endearing the way aftercare is always on the forefront of his mind as he actively fights off sleep. But aftercare works both ways, so depending on your own habits you either will help him into bed too or you both are a clumsy mess of limbs as you try to stave off the inevitable. But falling asleep in that post-coital bliss with Perpetua is nothing short of dream-like. Aren't you lucky!