Carlos would love to talk during sex. Though his dirty talk/sweet nothings would constitute of overly-analytical statements with lots of big words/words not used in conventional conversation. Things like “Looking at you and touching you drives my endorphins and hormones through the roof” or something.
However, some partners have not found it cute or attractive so he tries not to talk like that.
✿: Does your muse find any value in sex? What value if any do they find in it?
♪: What factors and events shaped how your muse views sex and sexual matters? Were they influenced by other people or did their own experiences shape their view of it?
❤: Do they have any insecurities about sex?
❣: How comfortable are they talking about sexual matters? Do they have any problems discussing sexual things in front of strangers or acquaintances?
❥: Do they brag about their sexual prowess or the amount of sex they have? Why or why not?
✯: Do they talk to their partner during sex? Do they talk dirty? Do they whisper sweet nothings?
☂: Do they prefer having sex in one environment more than another?
Carlos gets mouthy when “doing the do”. As in, he likes to kiss, lick, nibble, and suck on his partner’s body. Wherever he can reach. Gently of course – he really doesn’t like leaving marks more than a small hickey – but he loves doing it. With his partner he usually has so much affection for them and he likes to let it out in this way.
He’s not a huge fan of dirty talk other than ‘does that feel good?’ or ‘Do you like it?’ or something equally tame.
Carlos is kind of a switch. He likes both positions, but sometimes where he ends up would depend on his mood that day. He loves the opportunity to take care of his partner, but he also equally loves being taken care of.
“Hmn?” Carlos hummed. “Oh… um… yeah, I think we can do this
again,” he agreed. He squeezed Hancock’s hand with his own. “One of my favorite things is to cuddle up with you
someplace warm.” He shut his eyes and sighed.
“Before coming out here, I hadn’t had a bath since I was
really young. The Vault is mostly made up of single-person showers, and pretty
early we’d learn to use them.” He took another deep breath and shifted a bit,
listening to the water blurb against the edges of the tub from his movement. “We
just started the bath and it’s already the most comfortable one you’ve had,
huh?” he asked Hancock, smirking very slightly.
Carlos smiled at him –a little nervous, yeah, but he was
actually starting to relax a little. With Hancock in front of him the anxiety
high with the thought of ‘I messed this up, I messed this up!’ was starting to
go away so he felt like he could calm down some more. He pulled his arms around
Hancock’s shoulders and chest and pulled him back, holding him close. Just like
in bed… just without clothes.
“Not too much,” he told Hancock. “I promise.” He rested his
chin on Hancock’s shoulder and let out a sigh, trying to lessen the tension in
his body.
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