that’s just my face

got no reason, got no shame (praise kink, "be good for me"): pre-canon Jack/Ed. 1,637. Jack's an idiot, but he's not stupid.

bait/switch (edging): Stede/Ed. 752. Ed invents edging. Stede's mad about it.

a more advanced trick of the trade (“let me take care of you,” face-fucking): Stede/Ed. 6,064. Stede takes his sword and runs Ed through. Again. Very soon after the first time. Too soon, probably.

the romance of it all (choking): Stede(/Ed). 1,414. Stede figures some stuff out about himself on his way to Ed.

he’s so bad but he does it so well (dirty talk): pre-canon Jack/Ed. 1,787. Jack runs his mouth. Ed is into it.

we lay here for years or for hours (pegging): trans!Stede/Ed. 1,690. a little cock worship, as a treat.

it’s just that I’m constantly on the cusp of trying to kiss you (wall sex + fingering): Stede/Ed. 2,598. Ed is good at everything, including waiting, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t get sick of it.

carve your name in my bedpost (whipping): pre-canon Jack/Ed. 2,258. Ed submits to the mortifying deal of being known, by Calico Jack of all people.

a constellation of tears on your lashes (gags/drooling, thigh fucking, dacryphilia): post-canon Stede/Ed. 8,449. Ed asks Stede to, you know, whatever, it doesn’t matter, but what if he, like, made Ed cry. As a…whatever. As a sex thing.