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PumkinCake2000
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And surprisingly, I liked it most when Hank was bottoming🫣😆😆😆😆😆😆
I have hours OF THEM HAVING SEX!
I just liked this song from tiktok (Alfie Castley) and I think it fits Hank's perspective😆Connor's as well, by the way.

#dbh #detroitbecomehuman #rk800 #hankcon #conhank #hankanderson #hankxconnor #hankconnor #hank&connor
How do you color this?! I need to see!!!😍😍😍😍😍😍😍
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And I hope we can see more conhank here too!
Since Halloween is coming up, I decided to go back to my tradition of dressing Connor and Hank in these outfits because they look so good in them😋😋😋😋😋

#dbh #detroitbecomehuman #rk800 #hankcon #conhank #hankanderson #hankxconnor #hankconnor #hank&connor #halloween #gay
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it's been 7 years since i got insanely into #hankcon
🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤ma boys are having fun!
Edge of sleep

Right before drifting off, Hank feels Connor’s mouth press against his jaw, not rushed, not asking for more — just reminding him: I’m here.
Closeness in silence

Sometimes there are no kisses, no words — just Connor lying on Hank’s chest, his fingers slipping under the hem of his shirt, mapping every inch of warm skin.
Rainy days

After walking Sumo in the rain, Hank peels off his wet shirt — only to find Connor watching him like he’s the only thing worth analyzing. “What?” Hank grumbles. “Nothing,” Connor answers, still staring.
Quiet possession

In public, they stay professional. But under the desk, Hank’s rough fingers curl around Connor’s, squeezing just enough to say, you’re mine.
Hands that wander

Hank complains his shoulders ache, and Connor takes it as an excuse to massage him, fingertips sliding lower each time until Hank mutters, “You’re doing that on purpose.”
Breathing together

On the couch, Connor rests his forehead to Hank’s temple, syncing his own artificial breath to the rhythm of Hank’s. “I like when it matches,” he whispers.
Kitchen shadows

Sometimes they forget about dinner — Connor corners Hank by the fridge, hand against the counter, their lips meeting halfway between a laugh and a sigh.
Shared water

Steam fills the bathroom; Hank leans back in the tub, eyes closed, while Connor’s hands work shampoo into his hair, slow and careful, fingers lingering on his scalp.
Hank pretends to be asleep, but his arm always finds its way around Connor’s waist.

Morning warmth

Hank wakes up slowly, grumbling, but Connor’s lips brushing his shoulder always make him smile before he opens his eyes.
My domestic-intimate Hank/Connor headcanons. Part 2

Late nights

Connor doesn’t sleep, so he spends hours tracing the lines of Hank’s chest in the dark, memorizing every scar.

#dbh #detroitbecomehuman #rk800 #hankcon #conhank #hankanderson #hankxconnor #truelove #gay
Waking up together

Hank wakes up slowly, while Connor sits beside him, stroking his hair until he opens his eyes. The first thing Hank sees every morning is Connor’s soft smile and a quiet “Good morning.”