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teabreakpancakes · 2 years

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Can You do a reaction where Luca, Victor, Andrew, Edgar and Kevin (separately) s/o’s get a new skin that’s sexy where they have things like spandex, chains, corset, high heels and a whip accessory as well. Maybe the skin also makes them more dominant.

Luca, Andrew, Victor, Edgar, Kevin, and Naib's S/O with an inappropriate costume

Genre: Fluff, Some NSFW

Warning: suggestive asf

Exiting Miss Nightingale's sewing room, (Name) couldn't help but get an ominous feel from the woman's smile as she bid them goodbye, telling them that she had a surprise for them once their match started.

'Oh well, it couldn't be that bad' they thought, taking a seat in the waiting room.

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐀 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐒𝐀

Luca was decoding like normal, that is, until you arrived. A red blush decorated your cheeks. Now, why were you so embarrassed, he wondered, his eyes trailing down.

Red rapidly crept up his cheeks, his eyes wide, ignoring the sensation of the cipher machine shocking him—though, failing a calibration didn't stop him from staring at you.

You hit him lightly with the handle of the whip, "H, hey! snap out of it will you?! Ganji is still kiting so you best get to decoding the last cipher while I rescue Anne" they say in a strict manner, one hand on their hip as they walk away in their stilettos.

Luca nods, face still red as he forces himself to think of something other than you in that damned outfit—he wondered about how it would feel to caress your thighs in those fishnets.

he's very much a pervert but a gentlemanly one—he's your pervert tho

will squeeze your thighs in those fishnets—it's very tempting okay

thanks miss nightingale for it, he even sends a fucking letter

although he hates being treated roughly, he lowkey wants you to hit him with that whip please do it once, lightly though since you don't want him to remember being in prison

needless to say, whenever he accidentally whistles, he tells you it's one of his tics but either way, you can't actually tell slick bastard

he begs you to wear the costume again but just for him and no one else

he actually shocked norton because he stared at you for too long

but, how the hell are you walking in those things?!?!

and how are you even able to participate in matches comfortably? isn't that corset suffocating you?

He trails his hands up your thighs, letting out small groans as you tug on his hair. Your thighs wrap around his head, squeezing slightly as his tongue prods at your hole. "R, Right there" they moan out, caressing the back of his head as he works his tongue faster.

𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐖 𝐊𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐒

Andrew may be a religious man but he swears he almost drooled when he saw you in such indecent clothing. He wanted to reprimand you but it seemed that he found himself to be rather unwilling.

He snuck up behind you, placing his hands on your waist. "Are you begging for punishment by wearing such revealing clothing dear?" he whispered, the albino's voice an octave deeper than usual.

Andrew places a soft kiss on your nape, admiring the red hue dancing across your face as he cups your face. He smiles, a sadistic teasing look in his eyes as he turns to leave.

Halfway across the church, he turns to them, eyeing the whip on the back of their shorts. "I suggest hiding that from me later lest you want that to replace my hands later on" his voice echoing and leaving (Name) simmering in their anticipation.

this guy... a huge tease, a sadistic one at that

no, he will not let you dominate him, behave yourself or else he'll punish you

as much as he dislikes such scandalous clothing, he finds himself enjoying seeing it on you

if he has to rescue you, i can guarantee that he'll just lift you up instead of watching you run in those high heels, he's stronger than he looks

he will actually use that whip on you, tread carefully dear

he pokes at your butt whenever he passes by you in a match and you're wearing that costume

if anyone dares to lay a hand on you he will hit them with his shovel

he's very very possessive, he doesn't care if it's a sin, if it's you it does not matter

A loud smack echoes within the confines of Andrew's room. Soft whimpers leave your mouth as he caresses your ass, admiring the red markings his hand left. A dark chuckle leaves his mouth as they squirm, his hand steadying them on his lap. "Be good, or else I won't let you cum" he whispers, nibbling on their ear.

𝐕𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐙

Victor's blush crawled up his neck, reaching the very tips of his ears when his eyes landed on your figure. He obeyed your orders so well, smiling softly at you.

His eyes were filled with adoration, one would've thought he was so innocent—yeah no. (Name) knew from the get go that they'd be in for a lot after the match ended. Victor may be a sweetheart but he enjoys being a tease right after.

They could feel his eyes trailing up and down their figure as they moved, a soft smile being sent their way whenever their eyes met.

Victor's warm hand wrapped around their ankle, a worried look in his eyes as he removed the high heel. He set them on a bench, removing their other shoe before lifting them into his arms. "Let's get to the exit gate while the Dream Witch is occupied" (Name) orders, Victor nodding before running to the open gate.

you'd expect him to be the type that gets dominated right? well, yes and no

he'll let you dominate him but don't be fooled, he'll be much worse later one

he's a sweetheart, an absolute softie... it applies in bed as well but his teasing makes it so fucking unbearable

will massage your legs because he knows they hurt, will offer to carry you if your feet hurt

he isn't really bothered by the clothing, he's mature and in control of his libido

he thinks you look stunning in everything

don't take it too far with dominating him though, he'll be more than happy to switch your positions

will send letters to you singing praises about how good you look using wick—please pet wick when he does

he'll try to cover you up if anyone stares at you

Victor smiles lovingly, gently holding onto your waist as you hold onto his shoulders. He sat on the ground, his back propped up against the wall of his bedroom with you on top of him on his lap. (Name) pulls him close using his collar, "Victor, just take me already" they whine, impatient as they rub against the postman's thigh. Victor hums, "Alright then" he whispered against their lips, reaching into their underwear.

𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍

"Why are you trying to order me around?" Edgar hisses out, arms folded over his chest as he arches his eyebrow. (Name) shakes their head, "It's this stupid skin, I can't control it :(" they reply, a tired and annoyed look on their face as they shake their head.

Edgar sighs, "I'll tell the hunter that we're surrendering so we can fix this problem, we can't have you running around the map in that" he points to your clothing, a scoff leaving his lips. He takes off his capelet, wrapping it around your shoulders before walking in the direction he saw the hunter at previously.

(Name) gushes at their lover, a look of euphoria painting their face as they squeal over Edgar's actions. "Eddy I wuv you so muchhhh" they bang on the worn-down hospital's walls, a vibrant blush on their face.

Orpheus peers at them from above, shaking his head. "Valden, your S/O is just as Liam says, a simp" he deadpans, walking away from the building to decode.

he's a tsundere istg

he's not one to mind such clothing, he's painted people naked after all

he thinks you look attractive in the clothing but that's because his lovely S/O is always beautiful

if anyone even dares to stare at you and make you uncomfortable he'll throw his easel at them, he'll even threaten to poke their eyes out, what's his is his alone, alright?

he prefers seeing you in your usual clothing, his clothing even or be naked, just as long as he's the only one able to see you of course

he tried out your high heels, he hates them, he now looks up to people that wear such things

he's a grumpy cat and you're his loyal simp, quite a lovely pair

he loves you a lot, doesn't really care about anything sexual so if you want him to do something, you're gonna have to make him jealous or even better, just ask him.

"To think that you wanted me to do such things to you, how indecent of you doll" he whispered into your ear, tucking a lock of your hair behind your ear as he rubs your sensitive chest. He smiles down at you, "Don't worry, i'll take very good care of you", relishing your soft mewls of pleasure.

𝐊𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐎

As much as the cowboy thinks you're hot in that outfit, he does not like the stares that come with it. He uses his lasso to smack both survivors and hunters that stare—it doesn't matter if you're a woman, he believes in equality.

He follows you around the entire game, letting you order him around and whatnot. You even stole his hat—did you not know what it meant to steal a cowboy's hat?

"Kevin, carry me to the exit gate, I'm tired" (Name) demands, leaning against the cowboy's chest. Kevin looks away, trying to hide the faint blush on his cheeks—who knew he'd like being ordered around.

He runs to the gate, ignoring the other two that were still in the map. A lopsided smile on his face as he turns to look down on you. You were so mean to him during the match, hitting him with the whip and leaving such painful marks on him, he was not going to let that slide.

will be a flirt the entire match, all while being extremely overprotective

will shower you in compliments because he knows damn well that you have bad thoughts of yourself

he's always thought of how you'd look in such clothing so he thinks it's a blessing that miss nightingale made it

he's a fucking simp, man is so hooked on you

he gives "you'd look good even in a trash bag" type of simp

if you ever decide to steal his hat and wear it, he'll tell you why at night and see if you consent

he kinda wants to see if he can stab someone with those high heels

"Sweetheart, did you know that when you wear the hat of a cowboy," he leaned down, pressing you against his chest as he slammed the door of his room shut, "you ride the cowboy it belongs to" his voice husky and his breath tickling your neck.

𝐍𝐀𝐈𝐁 𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐑

The mercenary whistles at the sight of his S/O decoding. He walks up to them silently, eyes trained on the plumpness of their ass. His hand meets with their bottom, a satisfying smack resounding through the air.

A squeak leaves (Name)'s mouth, they turn to him and smack him with their whip. Naib winks at them, ignoring the stinging sensation on his wrist as he smiles cockily at them.

"NAIB! GO DECODE YOU LITTLE," "What? continue, go on, what were you gonna call me?" Naib teases, watching them stumble over their words.

"Let's talk later... in private" Naib says, not letting them continue as he races off to rescue William. They stand there defeated, their ass still stinging.

he has that stupid shit-eating grin on his face—HE DOESN'T EVEN HIDE THE FACT THAT HE'S STARING

when he rescues you, he makes sure he's right behind you so he can watch your ass jiggle in those fishnets as you vault over walls and pallets

he thinks your clothes are too thin—he wonders if you’d be able to stand the cold in leo’s memory

a pervert but he's your pervert

he can't help but want his hands all over your body

gets hard during the match, you're his first lover after all, he's never had someone to love and adore beforehand

he likes it when you're a brat, much more fun to break you

admires the fact that you can run and vault walls with those heels

he likes the whip, it's a very good weapon against the hunters, now if only he could use it

Naib's blue eyes stare into your own, a soft smirk on his lips as he rubs your hips. "Do you want me to continue?" he whispers against your neck, his knee rubbing against your clothed sex as you're pushed up against his room’s door.

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