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forever-rogue · 1 year

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Hi Bee🐝 I hope you’re having a nice weekend❣️

I had a Joel fic idea I wanted to send you in case you are looking for inspo? If not just ignore this lmao.

I thought it would be kind of cute to have a fic where r likes to read even after the world went to hell and whenever she goes with Joel somewhere and he luckily finds a book he knows she hasn’t read he picks it up for her as a gift😭 and r reads out loud for them when they’re camping, oblivious to Joel’s feelings until one day he gives r a book she mentioned she loved when she was younger and she’s like oh, you feel the same way 😭

AN | I love this, this is so soft and I love this concept! I hope you like it too 🥰

Pairing | Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Warnings | None

Word Count | 3k

Masterlist | Joel, Main

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"Always buried in a book," his tease was accompanied by a warm chuckle as you looked up and found Joel strolling into the makeshift library. Your smile was beaming as you marked your page and set the book down to give him your full attention, "what are you readin' now?"

"Nothing terribly exciting," you confessed with a huff, nodding in the direction of your latest selection, "the Hobbit. I think I've read it a dozen times by now. As a matter of fact I think I've read all of these books at least twice."

"Hard to expand a library when people aren't writing anymore," Joel rubbed at his beard thoughtfully as you nodded sadly, "its a shame."

"I never thought I'd see the day when I couldn't go to the bookstore or library for a new book," you looked away, blinking back your tears. It wasn't just the book thing - it was everything, "but here we are. I like to write my own stories sometimes but it's not the same. I already know the beginning, middle, and end and all the plot twists when it's all in my head."

He hummed in understanding as you felt him study you intently. Your face warmed up under his intense gaze as tugged at a loose thread on the sleeve of your sweater, “is there a reason you read the same thing multiple times?”

“I’ve always read a lot,” you tucked your legs up and under yourself on the overstuffed chair. You focused on the fire that was crackling away merrily, knowing that you had his undivided attention, “it was always a good form of escapism when I was younger and turns out it also works these days with all of…this. I didn’t have a lot of friends growing up, I always had a hard time fitting in. When things got bad, there was always a book to turn to.”

“Did you have a favorite?” you huffed in amusement as you turned to him with a no duh expression. The look on your face made him laugh as well, and he reached over to give your shoulder a gentle squeeze, “what was it?”

“You’re going to laugh…”

“I promise I won’t,” he insisted, accompanied by a silent shake of his shoulders which led you to raise your eyebrows at him, “I’ll do my best not to.”

“A true man of honor,” you rested your chin in your hand as you looked over at him, “prideandprejudice.”

“Come again?” he was teasing you, the question filled with tender affection, “didn’t quite catch that, sweetheart.”

“You’re the worst,” you groaned softly, hiding your face in your hands, “you heard me loud and clear - Pride and Prejudice. I know it’s silly but I’ve just always loved it.”

“I don’t think that’s silly at all,” he promised as you relaxed slightly. It wasn’t that you needed his approval or hoped he felt the same way, but there was something about his response and how tenderly he watched you that it made your tummy explode with butterflies, “it’s nice to have something familiar to hang onto - it’s nice to have a friend.”

“I agree,” oh. He really had to stop looking at you like that before you melted into a puddle on the floor, “I haven’t read it in forever.”

“Haven’t found a copy or just haven’t had the desire to read it?”

“Haven’t found it,” you sighed dramatically, before smiling back at him, “maybe one day I will, and if I do, I’m going to make you read it as well - I’ll even read it out loud for you.”

“Is that a promise or a threat?”

“Umm…I dunno,” you mused as he shook his head fondly, “both? Which one is worse?”

“I don’t think I’d ever feel threatened by you,” he began as you gave him a mock-hurt little expression, “you’re very tough, but I’m sorry sweetheart, you’re too soft. Which isn’t a bad thing. So, tell you what, you ever get your hands on a copy of Pride and Prejudice, I’d love to have you read it out loud for me.”

“Yeah?” you looked at him with soft doe eyes that made his heart constrict.

“Promise.”

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Joel liked your smile; it was pretty, even if you shied away from it at times. It always worked to make his heart constrict with emotion, and he’d long formed his own little plan to make you smile as often as he could. You weren’t privy to that just yet, but that was okay. As long as you were happy that was all that mattered.

His favorite way, as he’d found after that afternoon in the library, was surprising you with a new book. Realistically, it wasn’t much, but it was the meaning behind the gesture, and the fact that even though he was out in the big, bad outside, he was thinking about you.

Book after book he found for you, some almost new, perfectly preserved in time, and some already aged and loved before everything fell apart. But it never mattered, it was all about the face that he did just for you. The old, rickety bookcase in your small apartment was soon filled with new titles, some you’d already and others you’d never even heard of, all lovingly placed and organized. One of the many reasons you didn’t mind these small tokens of affection from Joel was the fact that it gave you more reasons to spend time with him.

As the months passed, you got to know Joel more and more, learning about his life from before the Outbreak to present. You shared just as much with him and in a way it felt like the two of you had always been friends, like two wandering souls that had found their way back to each other. You never would have thought that someone like him would ever even want to spend time with you, but you fit together like perfect puzzle pieces.

On this particular evening you found yourself in his backyard, along with Ellie and a few other friends that you’d made in Jackson. Some moonshine had been passed around, and lots of exciting stories had been exchanged. You were listening to everyone, mostly staying more on the quiet side when you realized you didn’t have much to contribute to the current conversation at hand.

“What about you?” Joel was sitting on your side and leaned into your space, gently nudging your leg with his. You blinked a few times, tearing your attention away from the fire and turning it to him with a confused look on your face, “what’s your best camping story?”

“Oh,” you grinned sheepishly as you looked around the circle and found nothing but friendly faces looking back at you. Your cheeks warmed up as you shrugged innocently, “I’ve never actually been camping. So I wouldn’t know….unfortunately.”

“What?” Joel seemed surprised but quickly caught himself and slipped into the soft tone that he often adopted for you, “I knew there had to be something wrong with you - there had to be a flaw somewhere.”

“And never having been camping is my flaw?” you teased right back, unaware of the knowing smiles that were being exchanged all around.

“That’s right,” he insisted, leaning in even closer, causing your heart to skip a few beats, “but don’t worry, there will still be time to fix that.”

“What a gentleman,” you down the rest of your drink, shaking your head in amusement.

“Would you look at the time…” Ellie almost jumped out of her seat, pointedly looking around the circle and motioning with her head that it was time to leave, “it’s late and we’re all tired, so we’re gonna…go.”

“All of you at once?” Joel raised an eyebrow as he looked at the girl, knowing better than anything by this point. She nodded with narrowed eyes as everyone said their goodbyes, leaving just the two of you. Joel let out a long sigh as he leaned back in his chair and smiled at you, “very subtle.”

Your mind started to reel with possibilities as to what he meant. You knew what you wanted him to mean, but you also weren’t about to flatter yourself like that. Joel wouldn’t ever like you as more than a friend, right? Right.

The way you looked at him with such wide, gentle eyes made him want to pull you into his lap and kiss you until there was no mistaking what he was saying. The two of you stared at each other for a few moments before you cleared your throat softly.

"I guess I should get going too," you whispered, still unmoving, "it's late."

As soon as you stood up but before you could go, you felt his fingers wrap around your wrist as he gently held you back.

You turned around to face him, neither of you speaking, just studying each other. He had lovely eyes, soft despite all the years of hardness, his lips pulled into a soft smile.

Before you could stop yourself with too much logic, you leaned in and kissed him. You wondered if it was all a huge mistake, but to your surprise, he kissed you right back. His hands found purchase on your waist and yours on his shoulders as you let him kiss you

Until you came to your senses and realized what you were doing. You gasped in surprise and pulled back, looking at him worriedly as Joel dropped his hands from your waist. You blinked back the tears that had immediately threatened to well up, panicking that you had crossed any remaining boundaries that either of you had remaining.

"I-I am so sorry," you whispered, touching your lips without thinking about it, "I have to go. I'm sorry."

You were gone before Joel could even process what had just happened.

When he did, he hung his head and sighed heavily. He hoped he hadn't just fucked everything up.

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In the following week, you weren’t actively trying to avoid Joel…but you were definitely making sure you weren’t around whenever he was. You just had no idea how to broach the subject or if it even needed to be discussed. The idea of going up to him and saying anything made you want to curl up and wither away - it might have been dramatic but you were willing to allow yourself a little bit of theatrics.

But…you realized later on, Joel hadn’t fought off your advances. He’d actively kissed you back, and taken control. Maybe he’d wanted it just as much as you had. Or, or, you’d taken advantage of him, because you’d both been drinking. That made it all worse, and made your stomach churn.

Either way, your plan was to avoid him - if not forever - for as long as you could.

Unfortunately, Joel was a stubborn man and wasn’t about to let you go without any explanations. And you weren’t exactly particularly sneaky; he found you in your usual spot, perched on the window seat with a book open in your lap as you stared out the window.

“Hey,” you startled at the sound of his voice, but turned to him with a shy smile. He approached you slowly, almost as if he was afraid that he was going to scare you off like some sort of wild animal, “figured you’d be here.”

“Well,” you waved your hands around dismally before tucked your book away, “I’m not exactly hard to find if you know me. I’m a creature of habit.”

“Ain’t nothing wrong with that,” he came over and leaned against the wall, crossing his arms over his broad chest, “I have a surprise for you.”

“O-oh, Joel,” you swallowed thickly and wondered what on earth he could possibly be referring to, “I-I don’t need anything…seriously.”

“I didn’t get you anything technically,” ah. Joel and his little technicalities, “more of a ‘we’re doing this,’ type of thing.”

“And what is it that we’re doing?”

“Camping,” he stated with a grin as you just blinked at him in shock.

“Pardon?”

“We - you, Ellie, and I - are going camping,” he stated again as if that would clear everything up, “just a little something I’ve been planning since you’ve been avoiding me.”

“I-I have not been avoiding you,” a lie. You both knew that much, “just…busy.”

“Whatever the reason,” he insisted, “we’re goin’ camping. We’re leaving bright and early in the morning so make sure your things are packed.”

“Joel-”

“We’ll be ‘round at eight,” he gave your leg a gentle pat before heading out, not letting you get a word in edgewise. This man.

You watched him go, feeling so alive and nervous at the same time, but more importantly, you were excited to go.

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As it turned out, camping was a lot more fun than you thought it would be. You were pretty sure a lot of it had to do with your present company. Ellie and Joel were always fun to be around and this was no exception.

Joel had scouted out a remote but safe location near a river where you made camp. There was something rewarding about putting up your own tent and making a fire to cook your dinner on. It was definitely a welcome change; it almost made it seem like the world had never fallen apart.

One particular evening, Ellie had crashed early and was already in the tent sleeping. That felt you and Joel outside sitting next to the fire. When the conversation hit a natural lull, Joel stood up and walked over to his backpack. You watched him curiously, a smile dancing on your face.

"Close your eyes," he called back to you. You playfully closed your eyes and put your hands over him. He chuckled as he pulled something out of the pack before zipping it closed.

He made his way back over to you, gently placing something in your lap. You made a small sound of surprise but didn't dare to open your eyes. Instead, you waited for him to give you the go ahead.

He sat back down next to you, groaning slightly at his stiff bones. You felt him pull your hands away from your eyes, "alright, you can go ahead and open your eyes."

"Joel, you really didn't need to get me anything!" You gasped as you looked at the object in your lap, trying to hide back a squeal of delight, "Joel. This is amazing."

"You like it?" He asked, nervous as he watched you inspect the small object.

"Pride and Prejudice," you opened the cover and flicked through some of the gold leafed pages. It was still in impeccable condition, "oh my god, I can't believe you found this - you remembered."

“‘course I did,” any nerves he had remaining quickly dissipated when he saw the look of pure joy on your face, “I remember a lot of things.”

“I mentioned it like one time,” you flipped through some of the pages, touching your fingers over the worn but love pages, “I can’t…this is wonderful, a-and so kind. Thank you so much, Joel.”

“You mentioned how much you used to like it,” oh no. He felt like he could melt into a puddle at how sweet you were, “and I wanted you to have it again. So I’ve been keeping my eye out for it.”

“You’ve been looking for it?” alright, you were about ready to cry at that point. He nodded, trying to make it seem like less of a big deal than it actually was, “you’re amazing. I can’t…this is one of the nicest things anyone has ever done for me.”

“It’s not that big of a thing-”

“It’s everything,” you clutched the book to your chest, “this means everything to me.”

“You mean everything to me,” his voice was gentle. You gasp inwardly at the revelation, “I thought it was only fitting.”

You moved closer to him on the log, shifting your body so you could face him. Your eyes locked onto his; he could see the hesitation on your face and in your body language. He decided to answer your silent question by putting his hand on your face, brushing his thumb over your cheek.

Joel leaned in and kissed you, so quickly and delicately that you were almost convinced you might have imagined it. Judging from the expression on his face, you knew that it had definitely happened. You hadn’t just dreamed it last time - he wanted this too. You leaned into him and pressed a few more kisses to his lips, the two of you lingered but neither of you pushing.

“There’s something I have to ask you,” he tucked a few stray locks of hair behind your hair as you felt your face grow warm again. The effect he had on you was palpable.

“Anything.”

“Will you read to me?” the way the smile on your face was intoxicating and Joel was hooked, “I’ve never read Pride and Prejudice.”

“Shocker,” you teased softly, “are you sure though?”

“Positive,” he promised as he took your hand and led you over to the nest of warm blankets that were near the fire, “nothing would make me happier.”

“Okay,” you made yourself comfortable and pulled out the book, “get comfy and let’s get started.”

“Okay.”

#joel miller #joel miller x you #joel miller x reader #joel miller x fem!reader #joel miller one shot #joel miller imagine #pedro pascal #tlou #tlou hbo

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channieandhisgoonsquad · 8 months

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As much as I love Han Jisung's whole "babygirl" persona, I feel like it's exagerated a lot on tv. He seems a soft boy, but the energy he shows in stage, his mannerisms, his expressions, and some stuff he does when the cameras aren't focusing on him, I feel like he's actually a lot more dominant that most people assume. Fans paint him as this cute, shy boy that blushes easily, but I have a strong feeling that he's actually a cocky little shit when he wants to and is the one to make you blush with his antics.

You expect to meet an awkward, soft boy the fans describe, but instead you face a flirting machine with a infuriating atractive cocky smile and a deep english voice he knows how to use.

He's the type to solve fights with angry sex because he doesn't know how to handle strong emotions, so he lets his body do the talk. He'll leave you breathless, unable to walk and seeing the gates of heaven by how far he pushed you. I feel he has a lot of pent up frustrations and is desesperate for a way to let them out, to break this "babygirl" image he has..

I have many MANY thoughts on this topic😍

Warnings:🩻 Sexual content further down

For starters, it also frustrates me that he is given this Sub label constantly. I’m not saying that he won’t, because I definitely think he could be a pillow princess if he’s just so needy for any sigh of affection. But man is he in love with having things his way.

He told us himself that when he was younger he used to think he was the hottest person around (which I agree with this as a current fact) but that he has mellowed out. But I think he’s just grown up and mental health has become more prominent in his adult life as it does for some. His anxiety makes him seem weak to outsiders, which doesn’t help him with the baby girl persona.

I think people will always be drawn to that idea. Baby girl Jisung. But it’s just because he is such a fun, lovable dork that isn’t afraid to be silly and weird! I can totally understand where people interpret him that way, but he’s not. He is 100% a man that loves to be a geek and show off how excited he is. And I commend him for it.

I don’t think it helps that he’s compared to the other guys and people just don’t realize that they ALL do that same silly shit. Like come on. They are Kpop Idols That Are suppose touphold this sweet and innocent image; so of course his cuteness is perceived as baby girl.

But listen up… because I got a secret.

Here comes the 18+ stuff

Han Jisung is aware of the effects he has on YOU. His one and only. His love. The lady (in this scenario I’m making up) of his dreams. And THAT is what really matters to him.

He doesn’t care how Stay view him. He knows he has their love and support and he loves them, but whether they call him Baby Girl or not doesn’t matter.

Because YOU call him everything. He’s you’re man, you’re hun, he’s your king, he’s you’re handsome quokka, and during some of his favorite moments he’s you SIR. ♥️

You both are equals. You are both huge dorks and act silly around each other. Making each other laugh to tears. You pay for everything equally, despite Jisung making quite a bit more. He shows up to everything when he can. But to top it off, neither of you care about gender roles. Especially in the bedroom.

He loves to be in charge. But that’s not a man thing. It’s a Dom thing. He spends all his time at work being an equal, so you give him this in bed. Reminding him how much power he holds and how strong he is. He fucking loves it, and so do you.

He’s so hot while he’s pounding into you. He had you on all fours, but he’s going so harshly that your face is smashed into the pillow and you are to fucked out to get a hold of yourself.

Han would still be slamming into you with so much force that you’ve already came twice. Tell you how good you are doing, but he’s got more in him.

He smacks your ass again to make sure you’re still conscious and you only moan at the contact. So he pulls out and flips you back over and hovers over you. You’re blissed out face holds eye contact with him. He’s so close, but you have to grab the back of his neck to confirm you really are okay. You just can’t seem to form the words to make him feel better right now.

He pulls back after a heavy few minutes of making out to look at you. You whisper “I love you”

He smiles fully, but the concern in his eyes is still there. “I’m glad, but do you need me to stop? You seem sleepy, babe.”

You shake your head furiously and your eyes open so wide at the notion. “No, sir, I’m fine! I was just so in the moment… And you really made me cum so hard that I was still coming back from that.” You finished your answer shyly and it made him see stars.

He had felt it, but he still needed to make sure you were still good to go. “Okay, baby, but you need to speak up if you need me to slow down! You know I love you no matter what.”

You nodded and he took the opportunity to fold your legs into yourself and lined himself with your messy cunt. You were back to being fully aware of how hot your man is as he slowly inched his thick cock back into you.

You whined, “God Hannie, you fill me up so much. How have you not split me in half yet?”

He grunted as he met your pelvis with his own. “Your pussy just wants me to keep ruining you. I’ve trained your cunt so well. Made just for me.”

He was back to slamming into you. And you immediately started moaning into his mouth. Your lips hovering and touching slightly as you both panted into each other. But this wasn’t enough so he angled himself to hit that sweet spot and get you going again.

You grabbed onto his back as you felt yourself getting closer. The claws and scratches you were making egged him on more. You tightened around him too and he let out a high pitch groan in surprise.

He gripped the sides of your throat and asked simply, “Who do you belong to?”

The addition of pressure to your neck sent you closer. You were nearly screaming at the crest “You! H-h-hannie i am yours fully!”

And you both flew over your peaks as he painted your insides. Your moans were a beautiful harmony and you felt so relieved to have felt that together.

NEEDLESS TO SAY.

Han Jisung is a soft Dom and will fuck you up. But also remind you how perfect you are the entire time.

Spooky Pookies: @lyramundana @2chopsticks2eyes @moonlightndaydreams @sweetracha @linlinaert

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kyokutsu-sama · 2 months

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Headcanons

"How would they react if you sat on their lap and hugged them while they were busy?" A/n: I had this one lost in my drafts for a while and I didn't even remember it😅(It was a bit of a random idea, but somehow it was cute❤️)

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Jushiro : Jushiro seemed focused on the papers that were on the table and had forgotten the world around him, but you decided to test him a little. You opened the door and saw the man with long white hair lost in his thoughts who didn't even realize you were there until you started approaching the table. He looked at you and smiled, you approached him and sat on his lap hugging him, which left him a little confused at first and asked you about it. "Are you okay, love?" He asked when he felt your fingers caressing the back of his neck "Yes, I just came to give you a hug and see how you were" He smiled and kissed your cheek as thanks for worrying about him. He's such a cutie and he wouldn't mind if you stayed there with him.

Shunsui : Shunsui, for the first time in his life, seemed to be doing his job properly. If it hadn't been for Nanao threatening him, saying that she would drag him to the office by his hair if she found him drunk in one of the bars in Seireitei, he wouldn't have been there. You met him in the office and smiled after seeing him working, you got close to him and he switched his attention to you. "Y/n! Good to see you here dear" He greeted, leaning back in the chair. You didn't say anything and sat on his lap and hugged him, he hugged you and placed a few kisses on your neck, still wondering why such a kind act and why you haven't said a word since you entered. "You missed me, didn't you?" He asked, moving your face away from his shoulder and looking at you "Actually, I just came by to hug you, but I can't say I didn't miss you a little" You said running your hands over his face "My lieutenant threatened me and that's the reason I'm here" You smiled and placed your head in the crook of his neck, keeping him close to you.

Byakuya : Busy as always, Byakuya had a somewhat tired look as he read and reread the endless reports on his desk. You opened the door a little and peeked inside only to find him focused on his work, you entered and went to him. He only realized that you were there when you got close to him and put him back in the chair and sat on his lap, then he raised an eyebrow, confused by the fact that you just sit on his lap and hugged him for no apparent reason. "Is everything okay Y/n?" He asked after a while "Yes, I'm just stopping by to see you" You said as you ran your fingers through his hair "I was working on---" "Just stop for a moment, okay ?"You smiled at him, caressing his cheek He took a long sigh but didn't want to persist, surrendering to your affection.

Kenpachi : Of all the places you thought he could be, the office was the one where you least expected him to be. He hated that part of the job, you were the one who took on that role and you even used to scold him for spending his days away or leaving all that work to you. You watched him for a while, still trying to believe what your eyes were seeing, who would have thought he would be there? You closed the door and walked over to him, you sat on his lap and hugged him. He dropped the papers on the table and didn't hesitate to question you about that action. "Are you trying something, woman?" He asked, frowning "No, I just came to check on you. Is it wrong to worry about you?" You asked, looking at his confused expression "No, it's not. Unless you have a good reason for sneaking in here and sitting on my lap" "Beyond concern and kindness, no, I don't think so" You smiled and tried to move away from him "You're playing with fire, woman. Come here"He said before pinning your body against his with one arm And that's it, now you were trapped in his arms and he wouldn't let you go anytime soon.

#bleach #bleach fandom #gotei 13 #shunsui kyoraku #zaraki kenpachi #jushiro ukitake #byakuya kuchiki #bleach imagines #bleach headcanons #bleach x reader

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pinkworldone · 4 months

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Hidden Feelings

yandere! Genshin x reader

characters: Cyno, Wanderer, Diluc.

Idea: you always say "good morning" and always talk to them, even if some do not say anything or just insult you back, you were in love, so you refused to realize that they were "evil", however, hear comments from other people and their friends saying that it was not worth it. You opened your eyes, stopping talking to them every morning and always being on they side, but what you didn't know was that these little moments were adorable for each of them.

tw: yandere content; mentions of aggression and death; not too much yandere here, but it’s okay

+Cyno Art! Sorry, I was having trouble drawing the part of Diluc and Wanderer...

CYNO

–You were just another worker who had been saved by him, you also heard comments from the incredible General Mahamatra, leaving you with an exactly delusional idea of what he was like and making you fall in love slowly. Initially, you always greeted Cyno out of politeness, smiling sweetly and saying "good morning" or other depending on the time.

– However, Cyno barely answered back, just a quick answer and walk away, not giving you much room to start a more normal conversation. However, you had not yet given up and continued, even trying to have lunch and learn that card game that he seemed to like.

– Still, his reactions continued... few. No right smile and I also didn't come to you, always waiting for you. Exactly for this reason, your friend decided to try to open your eyes and adding to the comments you heard from your colleagues - calling him an idiot for looking for an impossible love - you finally understood and decided to walk away.

– Cyno noticed the change quickly, it started with you passing by him and not greeting him with his cute and gentle smile, he thought you were just busy on the day or with something in mind; however, he continued for the rest of the week, you no longer had lunch with him or tried to play TCG.

– He didn't sketch that much reaction abroad, but he was extremely confused, did he do something wrong? Did it hurt you? Maybe he was too hard while teaching you TCG?! It was not possible, Cyno still remembered your smiles while you carefully learned the game and your cute scream when a character died or lost!

– So, he decided to go to you, observing that you were playing tcg with someone else, a strange feeling took over, seeing that person so close and still touching you to teach how to play. your reactions are so adorable, but it wasn't him who was making you have those cute expressions, but another person!

– Everyone noticed the change in the General's tone, Cyno tried to act cool and pretend that none of this had affected him, maybe you were just training to surprise him? Like: "let's fight again, this time I trained a lot and I'm going to win!" Saying all this with a confident smile that he loved.

– Days. Weeks. 1 month, 2... All right, Cyno had already been angry enough, it was not possible that you were trained for so long, he would challenge you to a TCG battle and win!

– Your dear friend was on your side while he watched you play against Cyno, he expected another reaction when you lost, of course your surprise was cute, but seriously you had to call your friend so sweetly asking to train more?!

– Cyno played against his coach and won, hoping you would realize how amazing he was!

– You didn't.

– Now Cyno didn't understand, he has an immense moral compass that could not be corrupted by killing a person out of jealousy, but making him disappear was a great idea. So the plan was made, now that your coach has disappeared, your only coach should be him!

– and no, you didn't go to Cyno. The man was almost giving up! But no, no, no! He simply starts to get closer to you, trying to show the small (giant) passion.

"Let's go out today" Cyno simply said on his side, did he have free time? You just nodded with a smile, maybe he just wanted to play some TCG with you...

– After a while, you began to be titled as "General Mahamatra's partner", everyone whispered when you passed by and also feared a little talking to you. Did ignoring him for two months cost that much?

WANDERER

– Being his partner in class was quite fun and irritating, but you still fell in love with his good looks and intelligence — even more so because of his looks, but don't tell anyone that! You always greeted him with a kind smile even when he grumbled and didn't say anything back, you sat next to him every day, trying to talk and even managed to, always with a smile that it’s too cute.

– You also paid attention in class, but sometimes, Wanderer would disturb you and take your attention, making the teacher fight with both of you, and Wanderer would continue, it's not like he cared!

– This lasted a long time, until one day he was a little meaner, calling you annoying and insulting you with all the horrible things possible, telling you to get away from him and you actually did it, with your head down. Wanderer was surprised, he just expected you to insult him back like always and sit next to him without caring! "Just being an idiot, come back tomorrow..." he thought, but it's been two weeks and you haven't come back to him, hell, you even stopped greeting Wanderer, you ignored his existence.

— Do you want to play this stupid game? It's okay, he's going to play this stupid game... He doesn't last, he's simply used to your cute smile and seeing you giving that smile to someone else?! your cute greetings to another?! no way.

— Wanderer is sitting next to you this time, making sure no one comes closer and leaves you two alone as it should be. disturbing you in the middle of class, pulling you to have lunch with him and spend the day with him; Even speaking for you, but not in a cute way, Wanderer sees the others approaching, asking if you are free, he simply replies "no" and insults them until they want to give up on life.

– — If Wanderer observes someone being too kind and silly by your side, that person will "give up" the next day, with a few bruises here and there. Forces you to hold his hand and act like a cute couple, are you uncomfortable? He doesn't care, you were always his from the first moment.

DILUC

– You were fighting indirectly with Donna, a woman who also likes Diluc, your passion for him grew so fast and strong, look at him, so strong and incredible, owner of his own industry! You were lucky that your friend always drank and all his get-togethers ended up at the tavern, always giving you the opportunity to admire the man from afar.

– You took the opportunity to sneak away and be close to him, not your drunk friends, you shared the same drink, neither of them drank wine or alcoholic beverages, you thought it was destiny! So I almost always stopped by and visited, hoping Diluc would be there. He wasn't there, but that's okay, you had fun talking to Charles!

– Then you started hearing the nasty comments, commenting on what an idiot you are, how impossible this relationship would be and that he didn't deserve you. You were just another delusional person blinded by love. Such comments made you stop visiting the tavern frequently, going only when your friends invited you.

– Diluc was quick to notice the change, you sat in the corner, just waiting for your friends to get tired or most of the time, you got up (this always made his heart warm, preparing the words he would say to you thinking about how he memorized your favorite topic), however, you just walk towards the door and leave the tavern without even saying "goodbye".

– He ends up hearing the gossip from his friends, some even told him that you forgot about him and that you didn't love him anymore, even calling him an idiot! It's okay that Diluc barely showed any reactions or happiness when you greeted him, but it always made his day better.

– You had returned with your friends, drinking your juice while listening to them chatter about something, you were still surprised that Diluc hadn't kicked them out; some fainted, others were very focused on a side conversation, you got up and headed towards the door. Only to be stopped by Diluc asking you to sit down and have a talk with him.

– Diluc could see you nervous, how sad your look seemed every time you left, he was happy when you accepted and sat down to talk. Wow, how long has it been since he talked to you? see that cute smile and clumsy mannerisms?! He loves you, damn it!

– It was just a contract, his parents would never deny him a marriage, so why not bring up the topic? And… Your answer hurt him, "no", Diluc had to accept it and just let you leave. He tried to ask for your consent, but it seems like you rejected him, it's okay, he can ask your parents for your hand!

#yandere headcanons #yandere genshin #yandere genshin impact #yandere x reader #yandere writing #genshin yandere #yandere cyno #Yandere diluc #yandere wanderer

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n3ptoonz · 2 months

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Hey I thought of something cute. Can you do the earth realm men reacting to their crush giving them a good luck kiss before a fight/mission? And it’s before they are in a relationship :3

yess😩this cute asf

no warnings; fluff, pre-relationship, i didn't add geras cause i fr didn't know what to put for him 💔

When you gave a good luck kiss to...

Kung Lao, he froze. His usual arrogance was out the window and he looked at you like you were a godsend. It was a simple kiss on the cheek, aimed at his dimple too, and now he feels like he can conquer just about anything and anybody. Once he snaps out of it he's like "You should do that more often...for good luck of course."

Tomas, he almost cried. Why? Well, not even he knows. Maybe it's because he's touch starved. Perhaps because he has a huge crush on you and didn't know how to tell you, afraid you wouldn't feel the same. Now he knows, and that kiss just became the peak of living. It'll never leave his mind. After a few stutters he murmurs a thank you and hugs you before leaving.

Bi-Han, he had to keep a straight face. On the outside he just nodded and told you he'll be fine and training his whole life came to this. On the inside? He's screaming. He's also touch starved and has zero idea how to react to affection. He's screaming at himself for not acknowledging your sentiment more, but knowing him, the small smirk on his face and the confidence in his strides told you everything you needed to know.

Kenshi, he also had a neutral face, but he was blushing like crazy. He was trying to think of different things to say and nothing could really come out. He's also not used to being open about his emotions, but he's not opposed to most of them. Especially when it came to you. He then bowed and gave a small smile, promising himself to confess if he comes back alive.

Raiden, he couldn't stop smiling. This man was straight cheesing and can't help himself. He thanked you and even suggested you walk with him until he had to leave through the portal to Outworld. Once you two got there he turned to you and said "If I come back unscathed, I have something important to tell you. Don't let me forget." (and you sure as hell were not going to)

Johnny, he made it his mission to not shut the fuck up about it. Around you he was what he claimed "calm, cool, and collected," however, there was faint blush on his face and he so clearly had to bump his own ego to 1000 to look cool in front of you. He bragged to everybody on the mission the whole time and definitely planned to dramatically tell you he likes you when he comes back alive.

Kuai Liang, he may have slightly panicked and gave a respectful bow to you like you were his superior, when it was quite literally the opposite. That was typically his way of expressing gratitude so he just went with that. He played it off pretty well but was mentally kicking himself. Although the smile of amusement on your face did keep him from being too serious on the matter.

Liu Kang, he'd be the only one out of everyone here to a) give you a kiss back and b) actually confess his feelings. He gave you that look like he gave kitana and was just honest with you. Though you didn't have much to worry about because he's literally all powerful, and he knew you knew that, but he still thought it was right. It made the moment more special, in his eyes.

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wonysugar · 5 months

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can u make a sunoo fic?

missed you | kim sunoo

synopsis : kim sunoo, your favorite stripper from the hybe boys establishment, started missing you after a while of you not showing up, so he had a lot of things to show you when you did come see him.<3

pairing : stripper!sunoo x rich!femreader

genre : smut :]

tags : sunoo is a male stripper, ricky from zb1 mentionned, jake from enha mentionned, reader is rich but it’s like not really relevant to the story, fingering (male receiving), biiiggg mommy kink, sub!sunoo, dom!femreader

warnings : none he’s just horny

word count : 1.5k

work was rough.

sure, going to work in itself wasn’t super difficult, but it was mostly the people working with you that made it unbearable. i mean, for god’s sake, you were a superior to the most of them, the least they could do was actually listen to you, and obey you when you gave orders.

which, they didn’t.

so naturally, you felt like going somewhere special, somewhere people knew their place and didn’t talk back to you during every second of the day.

immediately upon finishing your shift, your mind wandered to one place and one place only.

hybe boys.

you stepped foot into the establishment and was greeted by the comforting and familiar ambience, the music and lighting welcoming you with open arms.. you particularly noticed the usual customer seemingly going absolutely crazy over three of today’s boys, hoshi and jake. the third guy, whose name was apparently ricky has probably been staying for a short amount of time, due to him not being a employee you recognize, but it’s not like he was completely new either, since he clearly knew what he was doing. it takes someone with experience to grind on a pole like that with such a lustful expression. anywho, the said girl was having the time of her life and pushing everyone out of her way and honestly? who could blame her?

as cute as the boys were, though, you came for someone else. someone who caught your oh-so-precious attention since day one. to you. this whole strip club was like a restaurant, while he was both the main course and the dessert.

you spot him, kim sunoo, sitting down at the bar, probably on his break, talking to some seemingly older man as he’s being his very touchy self as usual. that quickly ceases once he sees you approaching him, immediately ignoring the other guy with a big cute grin on his face, as he clearly just saw that man as an opportunity to get more cute hand bags. that idea was quickly killed off by seeing you though. you always knew you were his favorite.

“y/nnnn, where have you been? it’s been soo long!” he says, clinging onto your arm and pulling himself in closer to you. you, in response pat the back of his head, returning the affection in your own way.

“work, baby. i’ve been super busy lately.. i barely have any time to see you anymore.”

he pouts, making your heart skip a beat. he always knew how to act adorable for you. “i missed you.. you could have told me, you do have my number, after all.”

you hum, wrapping your arm around his fairly skinny clothed waist, admiring his look for the night. you particularly noticed that he wore a piece of almost see-through lingerie that you bought him a few months back, probably walking around with it fully aware of how well it suits him and the impact it has on people.

despite how good it looked, though, you still felt the very intense urge to rip it off of him right at that moment. you knew you couldn’t though, not right now, at least.

“how much did you miss me, babyboy?” you whisper into his ear, careful not to let anyone near hear it. because yes, as hot as it probably looked, his regulars were pretty crazy about him, and his whole paycheck depended on them, so he kind of does need to act like he belongs to them. but really, you both knew that he belonged to you, and exclusively you.

“mmh, so much, mommy. i kept checking around the club every shift to see if you were here, but you never wereee.” he was already turning a little red, and his voice was getting higher and whinier with each word. the temptation to just cup his cute ass right then and there was strong, but you managed to contain it.

“you’re on break for another 30 minutes, right?” you asked, still whispering into his ear, his skin tingling in response to the warm breath it felt. he could only nod, poor baby was probably already so needy for you.

as to not waste any more time, you took his wrist and took him upstairs, where there were private rooms for “VIP lap dances”. now, let’s be realistic, as a regular, you knew that nobody ever used those rooms to get a personal show. while yes, this was technically a strip club, but it was also considered to basically be a brothel, too. not every employee here is comfortable to fuck clients, but most are. sunoo is one of the uncomfy ones when it comes to sex, but he seems to be way more than perfectly fine with it when it’s with you.

as soon as he closes and locks the door behind him, you take his lips in yours, immediately entering your tongue into his mouth, roaming the insides of it. cute whimpers coming out of him, you could clearly feel his hard-on as he lightly humped your clothed thigh, trying to make how horny he was not too obvious. he was failing miserably though, and viewing that sight made you chuckle involuntarily, voice low.

“so needy for me already, hm?” you teased.

“please fuck me mommy it’s been so long.. not even jerking off works anymore.. i - mmh oh my god - thinking about you while i jack myself off isn’t enough, i need your hands on me pleaseee.” he’s desperately whining and begging, being so good for you like this, you would just hate yourself if you couldn’t give him what he wanted. if you had known, you’d bring your strap-on if you were planning on staying for a long time, but.. fingers will do for tonight.

“then, sit on that chair for me, sunoo.” upon hearing his name, he immediately did as told, and even spread his legs so you could get better access. “so obedient for mommy, aren’t you? good boy.” you knew how desperate he’d act for praise, so he pouted and nodded eagerly, in hopes of making you understand that his dick was probably aching by now. he needed to feel your touch.

it didn’t take long before his cute cock was sticking out of his tight set, throbbing at the feeling of your thumb gently grazing its tip, teasing and feeling all of the precum leak from it. sunoo was a whining mess by this point, and he made it very well known that he wanted more, according to the bucking movements of his hips. his moans slowly becoming fuel for you, you progressively went faster, making sure to thoroughly stroke every inch of his adorable twitching dick. he was throbbing at each swift motion you made, his body shaking, already threatening to shoot his load all onto your hand.

not even 5 minutes went by before he started begging and calling out to you, mommys loudly spilling out of his mouth before a big amount of warm, white and thick liquid spurts out of his tip, most of it landing on your fingers and palm, the rest on the chair he’s sitting on. you loved the look he had on his face, everything about it drove you absolutely crazy. he was already far from being innocent, but you just wanted to corrupt him even further.

if you weren’t in a hurry, you would’ve started riding him a long time ago, taking all of his length and watching him squirm under you like he always did, moaning like a bitch at the feeling of his dick inside your tight pussy.

“f-fuck i missed you s-so mu-“

before he could even finish that sentence, you quickly grabbed him from the waist and turned him around on the soft chair, earning a small yelp as his soft ass was now facing you. you couldn’t bother to tease him, not when he was being this good for you. so, like anyone in this situation would, you spat on your fingers and gently rubbed them on his entrance, hearing how his whimpers and whines get higher.

“m-mommy, i just c-came - god - please..” he begged despite unconsciously arching his back so you could get better access. you chuckled at his poor attempt of not seeming like a desperate little puppy for you, he was so unintentionally adorable.. you just couldn’t wait to rim his ass roughly like he oh-so deserved.

inserting two fingers into his hole, his immediate response was to gasp and push himself deeper onto your digits, whining and sobbing at the pressure that was being applied.

pleads and begs for you to go faster escape his open mouth, “pleasepleaseplease”, “y/nnn” and “fuckk..” were the only things that could come out of his mouth, his drool slightly drooping out, just looking like a total slut from getting gently fucked by your fingers. if you knew he got like this desperate when overstimulated, you would’ve done it a lot more often.

“it f-feels so g-g-oodd momm-myy..” he moaned out shamelessly moments after, not giving a single fuck about somebody, anybody walking past and potentially hearing. his legs shaking uncontrollably at your digits. “didn’t you miss this, sunoo? didn’t you miss being fucked this good by mommy?”

poor baby could only nod his head, trying and barely succeeding in keeping his teary eyes open. he looked a mess, his cheeks all flushed, his messy and wet covering his sweat-coated forehead– fuck he looked so pretty. you were ravished by undoing him like this.

despite your inability to express it with words,

you missed him too, and that night,

you made sure to showcase it for hours to come.

#kim sunoo #sub sunoo #enhypen smut #enhypen sunoo #sunoo enhypen #smut #sunoo x female reader #kim sunoo x female reader #sunoo x reader

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neteyamslovrr · 1 year

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For your 2k event 😊 (I'm so happy for you btw! 🥰👏👏)

Fluff #9 - “if you cry, i’ll cry ─ and that won’t be fun for anyone.”

With Tsu'tey x h!Reader maybe 😊

Absolutely no pressure though and again; congratulations on reaching 2k! 😁🎉🎉

SKY-WOMEN LOVE GIFTS

here you go lovely!! i hope you enojy. this was actually my first time writing human!reader so eek. but i liked it. tsu'tey being ooc but y'know him being alive isn't canon lmao

It took Tsu’tey a long time to warm up to the left over scientists of the sky people. Like a seriously long time.

While Jake did help get rid of some of the hostility towards the scientists, it was really you that did the heavy-lifting. A small, fragile weak human in his eyes. On a planet where not even the air serves you. Maybe it was pity that drew him closer towards you, or maybe it was your interesting alien self. Who knows?

Months passed as he got to know you. You would follow him through the forest to study more of the flora, involve yourself with the clan’s cultures and always be there to lend him a listening ear.

He couldn’t deny that his heart grew fond of your company. The way your tiny alien hands would grab onto him when you lost your balance. The way he would have to wait for you to catch up to him every other step. The way you were so committed to loving his home. He found himself constantly thinking about you as a mate.

He wasn’t quite sure how to show his affections towards you. He knew the usually the traditions would not be received as well, as you did not understand them. He didn’t enjoy asking Jake for help, but it was worth it for you.

“What? You want to court Y/N? Didn’t know you were into sky-people brother.” Tsu’tey snarled at him, too serious to be caught up with Jake’s antics.

“I want to court Y/N, I am here for advice not ridicule.” Jake gave him a strong pat on the back followed with a proud smile.

“Sky-women like gifts. All women like gifts! Make her something and I’m 100% sure she’ll treasure it. Especially if it’s from you.” Tsu’tey wondered if something handmade would be up to your culture’s standard, especially considering the odd demon technology your people have built. Would it not be mundane?

He may as well give it a shot. “Thankyou brother.” And he was off, already conjuring ideas in his mind of what to create for you. What would be suitable for someone as tiny as you. He would have to be mindful of the size of his gift. Would you want jewellery? Maybe a knife? No. you don’t need a knife. You would never wear his cultures clothing, too embarrassed because of your culture’s standard.

Maybe a bracelet was the best thing to make. Yes. It’s perfect.

It had been a couple days since you had conversed with Tsu’tey, too busy with your studies and he seemed to be going away to do god knows what. It disheartened you a little, you enjoyed your time with the tall man. Your heart always beat a little faster around him, eyes lingered longer, time felt shorter.

You were standing near some of the plants right outside of the base of the camp the people had set up. You were way too immersed in your instruments, that you didn’t realise the lean man stalking behind you, simply looking down to observe what was interesting you so much.

“That is flefle.” You jumped, grabbing onto your heart as you felt your soul slip you because you were so frightened.

“Oh! Jesus you scared me.” Tsu’tey never really understood your human expressions, but he though you sounded cute saying them at least.

“I have something for you.” You furrowed your brows, confused on what he could possibly give to you. His hands were fidgeting behind his back, nervously rolling onto the balls of his feet and back down again.

“Oh can I see?” Tsu’tey nodded taking one of your small hands in his, delicately placing the bracelet in your palm. You gasped switching your gaze rapidly between Tsu’tey and the beautiful, beaded bracelet that was give to you. The beads had small engravings in them, while they alternated in colours from blue to green. “This is beautiful Tsu’tey!”

“Do you like it?” You nodded swiftly.

“Of course I love it, I might cry it’s so pretty. Thankyou!” Tsu’tey’s face grew concerned as you mentioned crying.

“Do not cry. If you cry, I will cry and that wont be fun for anyone.” You giggled at his words, the way he was so serious was amusing. Stepping forward to give him a thankful hug, your head resting just below his ribs. He stiffened against your touch, hands hovering over you, scared to hug you too tight.

Letting go of him you held the open bracelet in your hands. “Could you tie it up for me?” Tsu’tey nodded his hands careful as his fingers worked swiftly to tie the knot around your wrist.

“It is not too tight?”

“No it is perfect. Thankyou.”

#tsu'tey #tsu'tey x reader #tsu'tey imagine #avatar #avatar the way of water #avatar oneshot #tsu'tey avatar #tsu'tey fic #tsu'tey x y/n #tsu'tey fluff #tsu'tey drabble

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crabonfire · 1 year

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helloo i love your writing so much makes me twirl my hair and kick my feet in joy 🔥 can i request the mercs with a reader who's very affectionate? like always comes up to them and just hugs them or kisses them and allat

thank you love you ‼️

Mercs with an overly affectionate reader 🫶

AWOOGAAAAA YESS YES YES YES U HAVE NO IDEA HOW LOJF IVE WANTED SOKEONE TO REQEUST THIS!!!! OMGGMFKFKJGJG WOOO

characters: all mercs

note: hhehehehehe cornyyy 💯💯 cheesy 💯💯💯 reader is silly

sorry if it's ooc a bit, haven't written in months so I'm trying to get back into writing mode, yknow?

warning: none bro ‼️‼️

♡Scout♡

• ahahshdh 😍😍😍 aw

• will never admit it but he's a sucker for you and all the cute shit that you do.

• anytime you greet him with a kiss or a hug, or how when you two walk you'll have an arm clinging with his, smiling and practically dangling off of him,,,its so sweet.

• he promised himself he'd never be one of those corny, cheesy couples on TV. But here he is, melting on your shoulder as you hug him tightly.

• please don't ever change ♡

♡Pyro♡

• bro will be giggling and blushing and squealing under the mask

• PLEASE they love physical touch imo 💯 like yes babe hold his hands everywhere you two go

• he's pretty affectionate himself, you two are so romantic that even some of the other mercs get sorta jealous of it sometimes.

• when you hug him, give him silly mask kisses or even rub circles over his gloved hands...they can't help but go love sick for you. your so sweet, engie will have to hear about their ramblings of you, nodding along as they keep on giggling and mumbling about it.

• he loves it!!!!

♡Soldier♡

• at first he didn't really think much of it, but the closer you two got, he really came to appreciate how affectionate you were.

• whenever he had doubts about his strength or whenever he was feeling genuinely sad, you'd be there to make him feel better with the nicest hug, and the softest kisses.

• you were so verbally affectionate too, being able to actually help him out made him feel so good, because he knows he's not very intelligent, and the team often undermine that, but you respect him nonetheless, and you love him.

• it makes him proud to know someone like you is so inlove with him, he melts whenever you pepper his face with kisses, grinning like a fool.

♡Demo♡

• bro is enamored 💀 bro is love sick 💀 bro wants you to marry him 💀

• he was so surprised when you were so affectionate early on in your relationship, how you were so free to give him so much love,,it makes his heart do backflips man.

• he's affectionate as hell too, so you two fit like a perfect puzzle together!

• but this is a nice change, in his past relationships, he was always the affectionate one so its nice to know his current partner would go to great lengths to represent their affection.

• loves ur hugs, makes him feel warm inside. especially if you hug him from the back and surprise him, finds it so cute.

♡Heavy♡

• very?? not used to this

• he's not very affectionate me thinks

• very surprised, takes him a bit to get used to it.

• when you two officially became a thing he was surprised at how much you'd hug him or hold his hand so comfortably, not even asking, just going for it.

Not that he had a problem with it, but he found it endearing that you were able to so freely express your love. (same with demo!)

• when you kiss him, telling him how much you love him with such a genuinely infatuated look, he'd be as red as a tomato, smiling wearily as he holds your hands. He loves holding your hand, your smaller compared to him, and he finds it cute.

• don't expect him to reciprocate that much affection, he much rather expresses it in other ways, just not like you.

he loves it tho, the cheesiness you radiate is adorable.

• sometimes, if he's feeling brave, he'd try to be affectionate like you, and it always gets so cute when he gets embarrassed by the corny things he does, and he stops mid way. You encourage him, but he's too embarrassed. (I love him sm)

♡Engie♡

• hdhdhfhf :)

• he's also affectionate!!! yipeee

• feel like he'd be just like you, so when he finds out your affectionate, he's so happy.

• always smiling around you, finds your cheesiness incredibly attractive.

• his favorite thing to receive from you are when you kiss his forehead. the first time this happened was when you were helping him clean his workshop, he was dead asleep on his table, you found him so you decided to clean him, knowing he needed the help.

• he woke up in the middle of you cleaning, thanking you.

In return, you simply smiled, giving him a kiss on his forehead, your expression so sweet and so full of heart that it made his ache in joy. He couldn't help the grin that appeared on his face, watching you as you continued to clean.

• he's also gonna be hugging and kissing you a ton, so HOORAYY

• bonus if you call him petnames, will burst and literally explode

♡Medic♡

• ??? Yo?

• honestly at first was not really into it? Weirdly enough

• but like soldier he learned to appreciate it, because he grew so fond of your antics.

• hugging him from behind as he sat on his desk, working late at night.

bringing him his favorite coffee at 3 am to check up on him.

or kissing him in his favorite places just to cheer him up...bro is so happy.

• he'd get clingy, affected by your romantic self. He'd start to do what you do too, hugging you and holding your hand when he can. his favourite thing that you do for him? sitting on his lap as he works, while you ramble on about your day. It's the sweetest thing.

♡Sniper♡

• like Heavy, not used to it.

• but he IS NOT COMPLAINING 💯

• he always had a type for the affectionate ones, him not getting much affection himself.

• he's touch starved asl (real)

When you hug him for the first time, his cheeks are slightly red, he's quiet, but there's this genuine and happy smile on his face as he does, mumbling in your ear about how thankful he is to have you.

He loves anything that has touch, so he honestly loves how you cling onto him with such sweet intentions.

• he's very physically affectionate, but not verbally. He struggles with that corny shit, but loves when you tell him corny shit.

Please keep telling him all that corny shit.

• one of his favorite traits about you, finds you the sweetest ever.

♡Spy♡

• let's GOOOO

• honestly he has nothing bad to say about this like he's romantic and suave as hell but to have that love given back with such intimacy makes him really happy.

• like demo, usually he'd be the one to be affectionate in a relationship. So it really does make his heart flutter when you tell him such romantic things he usually tells others, to feel how they've felt really changes his point of view.

can't believe it, you've got this man wrapped around your finger.

• sucker for all your touches and affirmations, the way you hug him makes it feel like it's just you and him in the world, nobody else.

• and also loves it when he makes YOU flustered with his affection. Sometimes, it's like a competition to see who can make the other one smile first.

• yall r so corny (yall r the power couple aww)

♡♡♡

done!! Sorry if this is short and messy I haven't written in months as I said before I need to get back into writing omfg,,,reqs are open again yipee

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crystalflie · 14 days

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𝐒𝐡𝐡..𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐰..

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐈 -> 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈

𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 (𝟏𝟖+)

Tags: Porn with Plot, Two Shot, Female Reader, Canon Divergence, Getou is a teacher at JJT, Rough Sex, Office Sex, Almost Caught, Crying, Filming, Degradation, Orgasm Delay/Denial, Making Out, First Time, Dirty Talk.

Word count: 5200~

[Cross-posted on Ao3]

Description: Getou sees how whipped his best friend was for the cute new office assistant. It's too bad that his best friend was also a total idiot when it came to romancing, so it's not Getou's fault if he got to fuck her first..

Romantically..

Over Gojo Satoru's desk.

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Getou pulled your hips down until you felt his own press into your ass, the unmistakable hardness beneath his pants telling you he was just as affected as you were.

“Or..you can beg me to fuck you silly, right here, right now.”

You blink up at him, not knowing whether to focus on ignoring the unbearable slickness- arousal pooling in your lower half, or on the audacity of this man, for making it seem like it was your idea, that you were the one that asked him to kiss you and touch you and make you like this.

“You’re fucking crazy..”

You decide that for better or worse, you were not about to defile your boss’s poor desk with his literal co-worker. You use the remaining strength in your arms to shove Getou’s chest, hoping to at least throw him off a little so you can get up. However, he hardly budged, chuckling under his breath about how adorable it was that you think you can do anything to him.

“Ohh.. am I now?”

You huffed in frustration, at how all you were doing was further humiliating yourself in front of the insufferably sexy man, and how your currently impure thoughts kept lingering on said man’s rock-hard chest underneath his office casual shirt, which you copped a good feel from during that brief moment of contact.

“Yes-”

Getou rolled his hips, the motion grinding into your dripping cunt, juices practically turning your panties translucent. It was nothing more than a flimsy piece of fabric now, and you wanted it off. Not that you can voice your requests, when you were busy moaning under Getou over a pathetic amount of friction.

“You shouldn’t be talking doll, not when you’re acting like a total slut, and we’ve hardly done anything yet.”

He smiles, a deep shade of rose dusting over what otherwise would’ve been a charming expression, dimples and all.

“Ah, I know. It’s cause you're used to Satoru already fucking his dick miles deep in you by now, right?”

Unholy images flash through your mind for a split second.

“S-Stop talking like that! It’s not true..”

Getou took the time to let his hand roam slowly up to your chest, cupping one of your breasts in his palm and gently giving it a squeeze.

“What isn’t? Hmmm?”

You turn your head to face away from him, with your cheek squishing against the wooden table as you stare forward at the blank wall to your right.

“I-I was just joking.. I didn’t sleep with Gojo-san.”

While you didn’t exactly see how the man reacted, you did hear his breath hitch as you both stilled.

“Listen Getou-san, it-”

The next thing you felt was him gripping your chin, turning your head over to catch you in another messy kiss. This time, it was a lot more aggressive, with Getou forcing his tongue inside to invade and dominate your mouth. He didn’t shut his eyes, holding your helpless, teary gaze threatening to droop, and proceeded to have a long taste of your sweet saliva, which escaped over the corners of your lips. He groans into you at some point, fondling the breast he held in his other hand. You felt nothing short of lightheaded, trembling beneath him as the hand suddenly reached the buttons of your shirt and tugs.

You knew what was coming, Getou made no indication of letting go of your mouth and stepping back to let you slowly take your clothes off. Of course, of course the way you're going to lose your best white collar shirt is from utter horniness.

“Mmph!”

You tried to protest against the man still holding you captive with his mouth, but a ripping noise along with the sound of buttons popping told you it was too late. However, Getou does finally part from your swollen lips.

“Holy shit..you really aren’t wearing a bra. I mean, I could kind of tell, since your cute tits got all hard before I even started playing with you..”

He smirks and then dives down again to flick his tongue over one of your nipples, the action causing you to whine, making you realize how sensitive your chest is.

“W-what! are you..doing?”

Getou looks at you but instead of responding first, he begins licking and sucking on your flushed breast. You gasp but then close your eyes, brows furrowed as you unintentionally indulge in the new sensation. It was wet..and warm, with Getou swirling his tongue and grunting every few seconds or so.

You wouldn’t say it out loud, but everything felt so, so good.

“Ah..!”

Getou lets his teeth dig into your soft flesh, and he sucks harder after hearing you cry out. Your hand finds its way up into his head to grip on the dark locks, accidentally tugging off the band that previously held his hair together. Getou lifted his face from your heaving chest at the feeling of his bangs falling over his eyes. He stares into you and cleans the residue of saliva on his lips with obscene slurping noises.

“Ugh..you’re gross..” You try to avert your gaze to block out the sight of him acting so vulgarly.

“Yeah yeah, keep talking while you still can.”

You huff, which gave him even more pleasure in what he was about to do next. The pads of Getou’s thumbs graze over both sides of your hips, slipping under the cotton fabric of your underwear. He chuckles when you freeze, shooting him a threatening look.

“Do not. Rip these.” Your voice had as much bite to it as a growling puppy, trying to pretend you weren’t desperate for him to hurry up and stop teasing you.

“Relax, I won’t.” At those words, he surprisingly slips off your panties gently, over your legs until it rests in his hand. A wolfish grin takes over his smile as he observes the wet patch on the fabric, then, to your bewilderment, he slips them into his pockets.

You blush harder at that than over the fact that all your parts were completely exposed under him. Getou drags his eyes over your plush, dripping cunt, while you lie uselessly on the desk, waiting for him to make the next move..

“Are you a virgin?” He asks and you stutter, until he cuts you off again.

“Depending on your answer, I may or may not be nicer..Probably.”

You said nothing, only reluctantly nodding, praying that he wouldn’t take the opportunity to make fun of you and just get on with it.

“Oh no darling..” Despite his words, you saw his eyes gleam as you felt his hands creep in between your plush thighs, so close to where you needed him to touch but going no further to your frustration.

“You probably imagined your first time to be all romantic with your patient and loving boyfriend, but that’s too bad.. Sorry baby.”

You didn’t even care that he was just spewing some nonsense to patronize you, but when he retracted his hand from your legs is when you whine at the loss of contact. Through your clouded gaze, you see Getou step back from the desk. You were confused, hearing a little squeak, realizing that the motherfucker plopped himself on Gojo’s chair.

What was he doing?

You annoyingly lift your back off the table to silently glare at him in your sitting position. Getou ignored your grumpy look to take in your exposed and disheveled appearance, skirt rolled up above your hip bones to display your pussy, shirt half off your shoulders and doing nothing to hide your pretty tits. The only thing that was still properly on was your stocking, still hugging onto your thighs.

He wanted to take a photo so badly, and maybe he will. Later. After making more of a mess of you.

“Don’t just glare at me. Go on, prepare yourself.”

Getou propped his elbow on the arm of the chair, waiting for you to move.

“What?” You were stunned. Is he saying what you think he is?

He sighs dramatically, almost imitating how Gojo would.

“I’m telling you to fuck yourself open with your fingers. You have touched yourself before, right?”

It was way too humiliating. There was no way you could do that in front of him, while he..just watches. You cross your arms.

“You’re just going to watch?”

Getou tilted his head, amused.

“What? You want me to get some popcorn too?” He smirks and starts to stand up, causing you slight panic that he might actually leave, but he paused and sat back down again after seeing the cute worry on your face.

“Just kidding..but you better put on a show if you don’t want me to get bored.” Getou himself knew that he was never going to leave this room pitching a tent in his pants, but the bluffing seemed to encourage you.

“Fine..”

You spread your legs wide open, wrapping one arm beneath a thigh to lift it up to your chest, giving the man an eyeful of your twitching cunt. You slowly trail your other hand down until it reaches your sopping pussy, and you bite back a moan at the first touch. You used your index finger to rub a few circles into your aching clit, sighing at finally reaching some proper simulation.

“Don’t hold your voice back.” You hear Getou command.

You couldn’t even look at him right now, only focusing on yourself to forget the spectator that made you slick up even more. You continue to play with your dripping folds, whining at how much your pussy was throbbing. However, the pleasure didn’t make the embarrassment go away, knowing that Getou was burning the image into his mind. The squenching sounds you were producing didn’t make it better. But the thought of him watching..made warmth pool at the bottom of your stomach. You begin pushing a finger into your slit, whimpering at the intrusion, trying to wiggle the digit into your tight walls. After a little work, you were able to fully sink your finger inside, using it to try and loosen yourself a bit more. The second finger went in with a struggle, and you pant as you started trying to scissor yourself, stretching your cunt around your hand. It didn’t hurt too badly as you practically lubricated yourself with your own juices, and you pulled your fingers in and out, the lewdness of the entire situation making you tremble. What’s worse was that you felt your orgasm approaching, your breath becoming unsteady at the building pleasure. Getou must’ve been able to tell as well, as he groaned and you looked up to see him wearing a pleased expression.

“Are you going to cum?” He breaks the silence, eyes still focused on your hand.

You squeak at his voice, fingers stilling inside your pussy as you mutter a quiet yes. Getou hummed, his next sentence making you freeze.

“Take your hand out.” He got up from the chair and walked towards your shaking form, your teary eyes, along with a pout showing how betrayed you felt after all the effort you put in.

You didn’t pull your fingers out yet, but you didn’t dare move them against Getou’s word. Getou stared down at you with a pretend frown, wasting no time in grabbing your wrist and pulling your hand out himself.

“W-Why?” You ask brokenly, not wanting to wait any longer. You were so close, you just needed a little more to go over the edge, your pussy was fluttering around nothing and you were so, so empty.

“You can’t cum without my permission. Ask nicely, and I might let you.” Getou’s grip remained on your wrist.

You swear that you hate him. But apparently not enough to hold onto your dignity. You were too needy and too horny to care, you needed to cum now or you were going to burst out crying.

“P-Please..” You manage to squeeze out.

“What? You gotta use more than just one word, I’m afraid I don’t understand.”

You really wished he wouldn’t make you spell it out.

“Can I..can I please cum? Please Suguru..” You knew that using his first name was going to rile him up, but what you weren’t expecting was for him to trap you between his arms against the desk, like earlier, hiding his face in your neck only to growl out,

“I change my mind, the only way you’re cumming is on my cock.” He pressed one last kiss on your throat, and pulled back to undress. You focused on the wall behind him, brain still trying to catch up on what he said and what he was going to do, when you heard the rustling of Getou taking off his belt. You were ashamed to get so excited at the noise, but you wanted nothing more for him to finally fuck you like he promised. Your eyes dart down when Getou unzips his pants and pulls out his erect cock, standing tall with a few pearls of pre-cum on the tip.

You almost did a double take at his size, definitely way bigger than you expected. You didn’t have low expectations either, and you started to get a little nervous wondering how it was going to fit.

Getou hisses as he gives it a few strokes, then catches your eyes flickering toward his length shyly, unsure of what to do at that moment.

“Don’t act coy now, you can touch it.” He said as he took your hand into his, and wrapped it around his stiff cock, your soft palm driving him insane. Getou guided your hand up and down, shamelessly moaning while relishing in your slightly scandalized expression.

“It’s not going to fit..” You whispered.

“Yes it will.” He asserted, continuing the ministrations until suddenly pressing a thumb on top of your lips, pushing until you let him in.

“Mmph..?”

His index finger followed, the long digits stuffing to the back of your throat.

“Get them nice and wet for me princess, or I can’t promise this is going to be pleasant.”

You did your best in sucking and using as much saliva to cover his fingers, and when Getou was satisfied, he pulled them out to stroke at his cock again. You watched as your shining fluids covered his dick, anticipating how he was going to fill you with that monstrosity.

“Lay down.” His voice was strained, clenching onto his cock while eyeing your pretty, inviting pussy that begged to be fucked.

Your back met the cool surface of the wooden desk, glancing at Getou who situated himself between your spread legs. He roughly grabbed onto both your thighs, pushing them to press against your chest until the heels of your feet touched his shoulders. He then took his cock, sliding it against the lips of your pussy, not yet entering, but teasing you. His hot length felt agonizing against your cunt, and you whined at the delicious friction.

“Hurry..” You rushed him, Getou’s slow movements were making you more impatient. He only tsked, shaking his head at you like you were a naughty child.

“Didn’t I teach you to be polite?” The annoying bastard still had it in him to wait, which made zero sense to you as his eyes were nearly feral staring down at you. You didn’t have the same self control though.

“Please! Please, just fuck me already..”

“As you wish.”

It wasn’t hard to convince him this time, and if Getou hadn’t started to press his tip into your entrance, you would’ve thought he enjoyed cockblocking himself. Your breath hitched as he slowly sunk in, having a little difficulty although you made sure to stretch yourself as thoroughly as possible.

“Holy shit, you are tight.”

He was surprisingly gentle, softly rocking into you a few times to fit the rest of his pulsing cock. Your hands scramble for something to grab on, but there is only paper surrounding the desk with some pencil holders.

“Hold on to my shoulders.”

You obeyed without hesitation, attempting to grab onto his broad shoulders, but a sudden hard thrust had you shrieking, latching onto the rolled-up sleeves of his shirt. Getou hushed you, whispering that it was going to be okay and little apologies for what he did. There was a stinging pain but also a feeling of satisfaction after all you’ve done to reach this point. Your thighs trembled around his hips, and the overwhelming full feeling confirmed he was now completely sheathed inside. Getou’s hands grabbed onto your waist harshly, enough that you were sure it was going to leave marks the next day, and he grinds into you as you both consecutively moaned. He begins moving a little when your breathing steadies, making sure not to go too fast at first.

“Fuck.. you’re clenching me so well..it’s hard not to destroy you right now.”

You whimpered at his words, feeling Getou drag his cock in and out, brushing perfectly against your pussy walls. Soon enough, the pain had melted away into hot, burning pleasure, and you were unable to stop the tiny, slutty noises escaping your lips. That only seemed to encourage him to go faster, his hips slamming into your squelching cunt, producing slick that smeared on his pelvis. The sensation was mind-numbing and the downright dirty act had tears streaming down your face, feeling so guilty of what you were doing on Gojo’s desk, but so good you almost wish he was here to see you debase yourself as nothing more than a filthy whore.

“What are you thinking about, hm?” Getou asks without stopping, fucking you at a beyond leisurely pace.

You let a few more moans, unable to form a single coherent word, eyes glazed over and mind far gone. But to answer his question, you were thinking about nothing but dick. Dick that you had and dick that you wish you did. You hear Getou laugh, and one of his hands leaves your hips to fumble around in his back pockets. You didn’t know what he was searching for until he pulled out his cell phone, unlocking it with a quick swipe. You should’ve been embarrassed and even concerned, but you just didn’t care anymore. All that mattered was that he continued to fuck you with his thick cock.

“Last week. I heard..fuck, that you and Satoru went on a little movie date.”

You were confused, why was he bringing this up? It didn’t matter that Gojo just happened to invite you to the movies since he said he had extra tickets, nothing mattered when Getou was here and the one fucking your brains out.

“I was really upset you know, that I wasn’t invited.”

You babbled something in response about how it was just on a whim, and that it wasn’t a date.

“B-But.. It looks like this time..Satoru is the uninvited one.” Getou leaned his upper body over yours, unintentionally pushing his cock further in, to prop his phone up against a framed photo with three people, which you had learned from Gojo it was from his high school days.

“Ahn..!”

Getou’s eyes trail down on your face to shoot you a mischievous look, before gripping your hips again to begin to pull out. You had thought he would begin moving again, so it confused you to no end when you suddenly felt fully empty. You let out another noise in protest, about to question him, but you don’t get a chance as you are flipped over on the desk , having your chest pressed against the smooth wood and ass held up by Getou. Your eyes flicker forward, blinking towards how you were positioned aligned to the entrance of the office, in perfect sight to anyone that could walk in and see you getting railed from behind by your boss’s best friend. However, that wasn’t the only thing that caught your eye. Diagonal from where you were lying, you see Getou’s phone resting on the framed photo, with your messed up reflection staring right back.

“Y-You’re recor– A-ahn!”

Your voice cuts off as Getou sunk his cock back into your pussy, from this angle it hits so much deeper than before and so, so much more sensitive against that one spot. Your mouth falls open with an unexpected moan, your body frozen and trembling and utterly struck with a sensation that slapped all the thoughts out of your mind.

“Oh? Here?” Getou starts moving to confirm his thought, and he was right as the sounds you made pitched higher and higher, your arm failing back to try and grab at his hold on your waist. Your efforts were dismissed easily as one of his hands gripped yours, pinning it back on the table

“Nope, be good and look cute for the camera.” Getou began plummeting his cock harder through your hungry cunt, drawing wails from your reddened lips. The sound of skin slapping on skin, decorated by wet, slick noises was absolutely lewd and you were able to see how your face twisted in pleasure, adding onto the heat coiling in your tummy.

“S-Since I wasn’t invited before, I think we should just make our own movie..fuck–, and make Satoru watch alone this time..”

It took you a bit to catch up to what he was referring to, the thing you were talking about earlier, right..your ‘date’ with Gojo. The logical part of you was screaming no at the thought that Gojo could possibly see what you’ve done, but the you with pussy stuffed to the brim only clenched at Getou’s comment, getting him to hiss and thrust harder into your inviting warmth.

“Oh shit..you’re gonna make me cum if you keep doing that..fuck-” Contrary to his words, Getou continues fucking into you like a wild animal, too clouded by the feeling of your gummy walls enveloping his hard cock. You were perfect in his eyes, soft skin with curves in all the right places, sweet lips and an even sweeter cunt. You fit around him just the right amount to overwhelm your pretty little head while you try to fuck him into your sweet spot. It was so adorable how you didn’t realize what you were doing, only mindlessing chasing your own high looking all ditzy, with drool escaping the corner of your mouth following shameless gasps. You felt all tingly and hot, your nipples pressed on the desk adding extra friction with how hard Getou was rocking the furniture. You wanted to touch yourself so badly, to finally bring yourself over the edge, but you couldn’t move with his body weighing down on you. Getou could tell that you were about to cum by the way your pussy began squeezing down on his cock, attempting to milk his release as well.

“Don’t, not yet.” He grunted, and you cried out weakly in response, mewling as he gradually slowed down again. You felt more tears prick up at being denied, and you were fully prepared to beg as much as he wanted if only Getou would fuck you like you deserved. You were so patient and obedient, but you just couldn’t wait a second longer.

“Hey don’t cry–”

Two strong knocks came from the door.

Both of you consecutively paused, complete silence falling between your connected bodies. Fear douses your head in cold water and you say nothing, waiting for Getou to make the next move. You couldn’t see him, with his face cut off through the recording, but your eyes widen when you felt him eventually shift, twisting you around while you were still pierced on his cock. You bite back a moan when Getou’s palms slips under your ass and halts you off the desk, your legs instinctively wrapping over his hips and your arms circling around his neck.

“W-What are you doing?” You whispered.

He lets out a throaty laugh, proceeding to calmly walk to the door as the knocking gets louder, the person outside calling out.

“Gojo-san. I got the report.”

Recognition flashes in your head, that voice..

It was Nanami, the helpful blonde man that you’ve encountered several times when you got a little lost on campus. You panic when Getou continued carrying your practically naked self to the entrance, but your little fuss didn’t phase him, only stopping when you both were inches from the door.

The knocks resumed again with Nanami’s tone rising.

“I heard you inside. You’ve been asking for this, so don’t ignore me now.”

Nanami was so close, the door being the only barrier that protected your exposed tits and dripping cunt from his view. You wouldn’t know what to do if he came in and saw the indecency you were committing in a professional workplace.

Would he be disgusted?

Would his stoic persona finally break?

You were scared..but also dangerously aroused. Getou groans feeling you tighten around his cock, knowingly massaging your ass in his grip. He pinned your back against the door, not being subtle at all when a thud noise resulted in Nanami’s knocks seizing.

“Come. Back. Later.” Getou growled out under his breath, thrusting up into you as your head fell back, releasing a high whimper.

It was over. There’s no way Nanami wouldn’t be suspicious now, hearing a voice that clearly wasn’t Gojo’s. Your nails dug into Getou’s back, unable to hold back your little moans as he moved fast and harsh inside of you. He showed no sign of stopping or slowing down after holding back on you so many times, and you were able to feel deep within your stomach every time the head of his cock hit your best places. The amount of wetness and precum that you collectively gathered was gushing around where your pussy connected with him, obscene noises once again bringing a cherry flush to your ears.

“Ngh..h-he’s outsid-”

Getou was busy ramming into the delicious cavern of your cunt, ignoring your comment and how his junior was probably able to hear everything that was happening. He didn’t care, you belonged to him and Nanami can fuck off or bear witness to him fucking your stupid brains out. You were just too sweet, eagerly clamping down on him and offering your tight pussy to him for your first time. Him, and nobody else. Not Gojo, not some other unworthy guy, but him. And he was going to give you the good fucking you deserve after giving him all those looks the past few weeks you started working here.

Little gasps and stutters in your voice tells him that your orgasm was close, and fuck he needed to see you make a mess of yourself and have you sob pathetically around his cock as you do.

“Cmon baby, touch yourself for me.”

You felt so relieved, you reached a hand down before he changed his mind, shaky fingers gliding through your sensitive folds. You panted against Getou’s chest, feeling the tension in your stomach building with every thrust he sends deep within your pussy. The added stimulation from your fingers sent quivers over your lower half, and you knew you wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer. Clouded in pleasure, your sight was blurred by tears as you said something unintelligible to Getou about needing to cum and needing it badly. He chuckles, leaning forward to press a kiss along your jawline.

“Go ahead, be a good girl and cream on my cock.”

Getou’s hips speed up, and not even a second later, your eyes were rolling to the back of your head as you gasped, an intense wave of pure white washing over your twitching body. You whined, muttering Getou’s name in meaningless rambles as he continues fucking you through your high, feeling your slick gush down your pulsing cunt and escape every time he pulls back.

“Oh- fuck..you’re so fucking tight..” Getou’s thick length was quickly beginning to overwhelm your overstimulated pussy, and your noises of protest had his grip on your ass tightening.

“Hush..s-shit, just a little more..” His cock pounded impossibly harder, abusing your soft, plush walls to the point where you were wailing and scratching at his arms, trying to form a coherent sentence to tell him to slow down. Lucky for you, it wasn’t long until Getou’s head tucked into your neck as he released a low groan, filling your pussy with his hot cum. Warmth spread throughout your stomach and you sighed, rubbing your cheek against Getou’s. His movements were slowing down, but he made sure to fuck his spent into you nice and well, milking his cock for all its worth. You were trembling all over and way too tired to try and stop him, so you allowed him to handle you like a doll till he was satisfied. Your head was spinning, and whether it was the comfortable buzz or just pure exhaustion, you were ready to pass out in place. Getou eventually pulls out, making sure to support your hips and legs as he temporarily sets you on the floor. Your back leaned against the door as you blink tiredly at the ground, unaware of the mixed fluids escaping from the confines of your pussy. Rustling came from where Getou stood above you, he must've been fixing himself up, which made you realize he hasn’t actually taken any of his clothes off fully. Compared to you, he looked as put together as he was this morning, and you didn’t care to cover your body, only basking in this nice tingly feeling with your mouth slightly agape. Footsteps traveled across the room, and then Getou appeared in front of you kneeling, one hand holding some tissues and the other his phone.

“Hm..it’s a shame that we didn’t get everything on camera.” He mused as he took one of the tissues to wipe the remaining tears off your face. You scrunch your eyes and then yawn, to which Getou laughed, taking another tissue to clean between your thighs.

“Uhm..are you going to tell Gojo-san?” You voiced a concern that has been on your mind since the beginning. You didn’t know if he was being serious about showing the video to his best friend or if it was all just sex talk. Should you be concerned? Well.. it was a little late for that.

Getou’s hand brushed against your leg, now trying to rid the floor of any excess residue.

“How do I put this..he might already know.”

His statement didn't make any sense, how could Gojo know?

“Unless he actually isn’t here, but I’m pretty sure he never left campus. I can still feel his cursed energy present.”

You suddenly shot up straight in your sitting position, looking helplessly confused.

“How..? Even so, he isn’t here s-so..”

Getou shook his head, a guilty smile crossing his face briefly.

“Satoru sees everything, as ominous as that might sound. But maybe if he happened to be wearing his blindfold and shades at the same time then-”

The door supporting your back started jiggling just then, frightening you to scramble and fall forward into Getou, who caught you in his chest. Your eyes flicker to his in panic, whispering

“Did..Didn’t Nanami leave..?”

The voice that came from outside, however, was a much worse possibility than Nanami at the moment.

“Open the door Suguru.”

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AN: yes i will make a masterlist soon to organize my stuff.. but i am lazy

#jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk x you #geto suguru #geto x reader #getou suguru x reader #geto x you #gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo x you

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colourstreakgryffin · 7 months

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Can I request Akaza with a little demon sister, from his actual past life. There siblings like gyutaro and daki, but Akaza's little sister is either quiet or hanging around kokushibo, she kinda likes douma!

-anon 🐼

Awww! That cute AF! I definitely wanna try this idea out and yay. I’m glad it’s Akaza!

Akaza- Power Pair

Akaza is very protective over you. He doesn’t remember anything of his human life but the one thing he can sense is that you had and still have a special connection to him

Back when he was a human, Akaza had to commit dastardly crimes to feed you and him. He had to shield you from the cruel world and take hits for you, all because he loved you so much. He was willingly to die for you

And when he was changed into a demon by Muzan, he ensured you’d become a demon with him. So you won’t die alone and helpless, you get to be with him forever as you two grow into the rank of Upper Moon Three together

Akaza doesn’t like bringing you into battle. You’re one of the very small amount of things in this world he cares for and your safety is his top mission. He won’t push you into the corner and he will let you fight but against a Hashira, he has you hide

Akaza is not tbh much of a toucher, when it comes to affection but he holds your hand and keeps you near him as often as he can. He wants to know you’re safe and sound so keeping his wrapped around yours is just perfect

Akaza is completely okay with you spending time with Kokushibo. Even if he has a bit of a rocky relationship with the Upper Moon 1 himself, he wants you happy so he’ll withstand it. Eventually though, he’ll get jealous of you having a good time with Kokushibo

Akaza can’t stand the fact you can even tolerate Douma, let along, have a cute crush on him. He is a monster and you’ve been tricked by his facade, Akaza is a loving big brother that wants you safe and happy all the time, so his aggression towards Douma doubles

He punches the Upper Moon 2 to prevent him from merely touching you

Akaza is the jealous type. He feels he doesn’t reach your standards and wants to train himself up, even harder, so he can reach that nigh-impossible string you don’t hold to him. You love your brother unconditionally, he doesn’t need to be strong in your mind for you to love him

Akaza watches everything you do carefully and he will jump in if anything bad happens. Such as, if a human man goes to touch your thigh. He will kick the human’s hand off. He won’t let anybody take advantage of you, you’re far too important to him and he has a true passion for you

Akaza likes gifting you pretty kimonos and cute accessories. Anything he sees that may fit you, he usually steals or kills for, and offers it on a silver plate as he always does. He treats you like a true queen, but that’s how he expresses his big brotherly love for you

“Be careful, Dokusha. You know how much I need you… I have nobody but you, and I fight for you. Please do what I say, just come here and hide in the safety of the forest. So no Hashira can find you, okay?”

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lovelaughsimp · 2 months

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"⁂ ᵒʰ ᵐʸ ᵈᵉᵃʳᵉˢᵗ ♫︎"

Tags:

fluff, unhygienic lifestyle, cute fedya

Pairing:

Fyodor x reader

Summary:

Fyodor has been working on his plans for a long time, without any care about his self. So, you took it upon yourself to help him.

Fyodor has been busy on his plans, without any rest. The monitor getting all of his attention, away from the world in his own mind, worrying about his plans. Fyodor is a smart man, at least that is what everyone thinks of him. But you know otherwise. He's always so busy or engrossed in his work to take care about himself. Sometimes he even forgets to eat. Sometimes he's too busy to even sleep, you will have to force him to sleep. He acts like a stubborn child but he can't deny the wishes of his dear myshka, now can he?

You came into his room, with some breakfast in your hand, as he's so busy to eat, even forgetting that hunger exist. Sometimes you feel like you are babysitting a child. You sighed and went near him. Fyodor was looking patiently at his monitor, unknowingly chewing on the flesh near his nail of his thumb , he was chewing hardly enough that it seemed like it would bleed soon. You went near him and gently took his thumb out of his mouth, only if he would chew his food that much, you thought.

"Fedya, oh my God what are you doing?" You put the plate down on his desk and gently took his thumb in your hand, there is redness around the flesh he was biting. "Look at this! It is hurting isn't it? You were about to eat your whole damn thumb huh? Why can't you think about your well being." You sighed lecturing him. He never takes care of himself, hell he doesn't even clean his room, what is so important about his plans that he forgets about himself.

"Myshka, this is just a habit. I didn't notice I was doing so until you noticed it " Fyodor said wondering, why did it matter so much, he was just biting his thumb and it doesn't even hurt much, but here you are being yourself, always caring about small things. Not that he hate it, he finds it cute even. Someone who's the complete opposite of him. How did he get so lucky. But that's for him to think.

"Habit or not, you should be careful" you said softly, bringing the flesh he was biting near your lips and kissing it softly. Fyodor looked surprised, a blush made way to his face. How could something as simple as a kiss, not even a proper kiss could make him so vulnerable. Fyodor, world's most smartest genius could go down on his knees for you. Just hoping, he won't faint due to his anemia ( sorry for the joke, we love our anemic rat)

"Moya lyubov, what are you doing?" His voice strained, he looked at you. "Oh what am I doing? Tell me?" You teased him bringing the tip of his finger near your lips and kissing it, you kept on kissing all over his fingers and then pressed a kiss on his palm, looking at him sweetly. Fyodor cleared his throat, trying to adjust his expression, after all, he wouldn't want you to see him like this.

Fyodor brought his hand back, trying to focus on the monitor again. You pouted disappointed that you couldn't see his expression. Well only if you knew, he was trying really hard, not to let your presence affect him. Only if you knew that even though his attention was on his monitor, but his mind and heart was still at your sweet gesture.

You wanted to tease him and an idea clicked your mind, you took a chair and sat near him.

"Fyodor can i-"

"No." He said calmly.

You gasped shocked. "But I didn't even say anything."

"Well, I know what's going in that sly mind of yours, myshka and that's still a no." Fyodor said, still looking at the monitor typing away things, you have no idea about.

"But I just want to feed you." You slacked in your chair, acting sad, face slumped down as if you are denied of a treasure.

"My dear, you know I'm busy right now." He said calmly still working on his keyboard.

"And I'm a tree" you said annoyed, looking at him working, he looked so weak, your face become sad, you wanted him to take care of himself .

"Dearest, that doesn't make any sense" Fyodor looked down at the monitor, a slight smile on his face, it stayed there for a second and he went back to his normal self.

"Exactly! I thought we were talking about things that doesn't make sense." You said sarcastically, looking at his fingers, that stopped working on his monitor,oh this is my chance, you thought. "Fedya, I just want to feed you, pleasepleasepleaseplease" You requested him, he snorted, amused at you being adamant about him eating.

"You are so stubborn, milaya" He whispered and turned around, his body facing you.

"Are you saying that I'm just like you?" You teased, looking at him, taking the plate on your hand.

"Whatever does that mean, dearest." He said while looking at you, admiring you. How sweet you are. Sometimes, he wonder if he can also live a simple life like everyone else? Well, that's a thing in the future, right now you and his presence is all that matters.

"I mean, they say you turn like the person you spend most of your time with, that is why I'm turning stubborn just like you, Fedya." You laughed taking spoonful of food near his mouth. "Say ahh, kitten"

Fyodor chuckled . Him and kitten? Only you could treat the most dangerous terrorist like this. He was not complaining though. He opened his mouth, waiting for you to feed him.

You fed him food, mentally high-fiving yourself at your victory. There was a grain of rice on his lips, he was looking like a cute cat? Or maybe a rat? You giggled at him, finding this so funny and adorable at the same time.

Fyodor looked at you, about to finish chewing at his food. "What are you laughing at, Moya lyubov?" He questioned, squinting his eyes.

You stood up from your chair and pressed your thumb on his lips, cleaning his lips, looking at his eyes for some seconds, his eyes were so beautiful, they had a coldness to them but for you they always turned soft. After admiring his eyes for some seconds, your gaze wandered to his lips, and suddenly you kissed him. Fyodor widened his eyes, shocked at this predicament, a pinkish-red hue illuminating his pale skin. So cute.

You are really so unpredictable, your actions, your voice, everything about you is confusing to him. You made the most intelligent man, question his intelligence. It's like he's a fool in front of you, for you and he doesn't mind.

Note: I hope you smiled even if it's little, sending alot of happiness <3!

Anyways his reaction after you kissing him!

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strniohoeee · 5 months

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Poignant Pt. 2

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: After not seeing Matt for 4 months he finally reaches out, and wants to talk to Y/N…..he expresses certain feelings, but will Y/N feel the same?🫀

Warnings⚠️: None just cute or whatever I guess angst? This one’s short but still hope you enjoy it🫶🏽

Song for imagine: It Will Rain- Bruno Mars

Read Poignant Pt. 1 here

And pick up these broken pieces

Til I’m bleeding

If that’ll make you mine

Matt Stromboli🤭

-How about in this lifetime?🪻

I smiled down at his text, and went to answer him.

-Hey Matt

-Hey Y/N. How you been?

-I’ve been good. Just been working on myself for these past few months

-I’ve been thinking about you, do you think about me still?

-Of course I do Matt….

-We should see each other again

-I don’t know…that might open some wounds

-Wounds?

-Yeah, I’m not sure I’m ready to see you again

-Why not?

-I’m scared

-lmao scared of what??

-scared that when I see you my feelings will still be there

-that’s not a scary thing

-yeah it is….especially if the feelings aren’t mutual

-but what if they are?

-you don’t know that Matt. You might think you like me, but that’s not always the case

-Come see me please?

-where? And what time?

-tonight, the burger spot on the pier…6:30??

-yeah sure I’ll be there, see ya Matt

-see you later

Later on that day I had gotten ready to see Matt. I wasn’t sure how to feel. I felt like I still had feelings, but I also felt like I just missed him as a whole, as my friend. I wasn’t sure how seeing his face was going to affect me.

I had Ubered to the pier, and I got there at about 6:25, so I walked to the restaurant. My nerves making me nauseous and anxious.

I got to the restaurant, and told them I was meeting someone so I walked until I spotted Matt. My stomach instantly churning. I walked to the booth and sat down

“Hi” I said looking at him

“Hey Y/N” he said smiling at me, that goddamn smile

“It’s been so long,” I said looking at his face. How can someone change so much in four months

“It has. You look great” he said looking at me

“Thank you. You look great too” I said smiling at him

“Thank you..nothings change” he said laughing a little bit

“You just look so different” I said looking at him

“Could be the hair, or the tattoos” he said looking down at his hair

“Yeah it could be” I said nodding at him

We had gotten dinner and barely spoke…this weird tension always in between us….I just didn’t know how to feel at all. Did I like him or did I not?

We walked on the pier and sat down watching the sunset

“I um I’m not sure what to say” Matt said quietly

“I mean you don’t have to say anything” I told him

“No I do. I just don’t like how that day went” he said looking out to the waves

“It’s okay Matt. We’ve grown from it, and I’m okay. It was needed” I said looking over at him

“I just…man I don’t know. As soon as you left I felt this pain in my chest” he said blinking

“Well I left all you guys” I said looking at the water too

“I feel like I made the wrong decision” he said

“I don’t think you did. I think some part of you feels bad for rejecting me, and you’re making yourself like me, but I just think you miss your friend” I said to him

“Do you still like me?” He asked still not looking at me

“I’m not sure Matt. I came here wondering how I’d feel and if all those feelings would come back, but I uh I feel at peace” I said still looking at the waves

“I really like you” he blurted out

“I don’t think you do. You like the idea of me, but you don’t actually like me” I told him

“Stop hurting yourself by denying it. I fucking like you” he said shaking his head

“Matt, we haven't seen each other for four months. How can you just now say you like me” I said defeated

“Because I've always liked you, and I was so dumb to see that….it has always been you” he said

“Matt….” I said looking over at him

“It really has, and I’m such an idiot for taking so long to realize. I checked everyday if you’d be active on social media, if you’d comment on anything, my finger hovered over your contact. I so badly wanted to call you everyday, but I just couldn’t” he said shaking his head

“I’m glad you didn’t call.” I said to him

“What?” He said looking at me

“I feel like if you called me you would’ve kept me on this string of false hope. I needed to be away from you” I told him truthfully

“I was so stupid” he said

“It’s okay.” I said to him

“I want you, and only you” he said looking at me

“Don’t say things you don’t mean” I said looking at him

“I mean it okay! Stop pushing me away” he said getting a little upset

“I don’t want to get hurt again” I said looking down

“I would never do that to you….again” he said

“I don’t know” I said shaking my head

“Please Y/N” he said pleading

“Matt I don’t know that I see myself with you” I told him

“Kiss me, and tell me you don’t feel the same” he said

I looked up at him, looking into his eyes searching for an answer, but I didn’t find one.

I reluctantly leaned in and connected our lips. It was a kiss that made the whole world stop, it made all my problems float away….Its Matt it’s always been him, and I never wanted to pull away. With him I felt safe and loved

We pulled away, and looked at each other

“Tell me you don’t feel the same, and I will walk out of your life for good, and never bother you again” he said looking into my eyes

“Matt it’s you….it will always be you” I said smiling before pulling him in again, crashing our lips together

Kissing Matt felt like stepping outside into an empty field on a warm evening while watching a beautiful sunset overhead. This kid was my sunset….hes mine, he’s my safety net

“I’m never leaving you” he said rubbing my cheek

“I’d hope not” I said leaning into his touch

“Come home with me” he said

“Of course Matt” I whispered before we got up, and headed out to Matt’s car. Getting in and heading to the triplets house.

I guess Matt’s mine in this lifetime, and in another🪻

The End

I want to write another sad imagine, but nothing pertaining to death of the triplets….Im thinking like an actual….yk what let me not explain my ideas I wanna make yall cry 🤞🏽🤭 anywhooo hope you liked this one💋

-J💅🏽

#sturniolo triplets #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo triplets imagines #matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo fanfic #Spotify

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cirilla-fiona-riannon · 9 months

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Give Me Everything You Have

Translations may not always capture the exact nuances or tone of the original text. Please support Cybird by buying their stories. Expect grammatical errors.

Emma: “...........”

(Why...?)

Emma: “...........”

(Why aren’t you saying anything!?)

Emma silently waited for my birthday to come.

Silvio: “What happened to you earlier?”

Emma: “What are you talking about?”

Silvio: “You have this intense gaze like you’re about to pounce on me.”

Emma: “Don’t worry about it.”

Silvio: “Don’t be ridiculous.”

(Damn it, just say it already.)

(You want to celebrate my birthday, don’t you?)

For the past few days, she’d been restless and unable to calm down.

It was evident that she was secretly preparing something for my birthday.

(Just tell me you want my time, and I’ll give it to you.)

Silvio: “By the way, it’s not good for you to stay up so late. It’ll affect your health.”

I thought if I urged her to go to sleep, she would tell me she wanted to celebrate my birthday.

Emma: “I’m an adult. I’ll be fine.”

But she wouldn’t back down.

Silvio: “That’s not an excuse. Should I put you to bed like an adult, then?”

Emma: “No, thank you!”

While we were having such an exchange, the bell rang to tell us that it was midnight.

(Damn it, time's up.)

(Well, whatever. I'll make you regret not asking me directly.)

(You probably have no idea what my birthday is like.)

As expected, the moment midnight arrived, there was a knock on the door.

(These people never get tired of doing this year after year.)

Emma was about to say something but gave up, and I opened the door.

What I saw was a long line of people.

Emma peeked out from behind me and glanced down the hallway, utterly speechless.

Emma: "This is…"

Silvio: "It's always like this on my birthday."

Silvio: "Everyone tries to get my attention, resulting in fierce competition."

(This is such a hassle.)

Birthdays were nothing more than diplomacy and negotiations. Honestly, I wasn't excited about it.

(If only you had asked, I would've brushed all of this aside.)

(There are hardly any people here genuinely celebrating my birthday.)

Naturally, it wasn't always like this.

As the first prince, I have had glamorous birthday parties since I was a child, but their purpose was not for celebration; it was solely to maintain my mother's image.

That damn old man would only attend at first and then leave immediately, making it a laughably insincere birthday.

The number of attendees was small, and everyone celebrated out of obligation rather than genuine joy.

That changed when I gained money.

As my assets increased, more and more people came forward, expressing their desire to celebrate my birthday.

And that was how it evolved to the point where there would be long lines as midnight struck.

But those people, after saying “Happy birthday,” immediately shift the conversation to official duties and business matters.

Even though the number increased, in the end, it was still the same back then.

(But you’re different, Emma.)

(Hurry up and celebrate me.)

Even the next morning, the celebrations continued without interruption. After finishing breakfast and heading out into the city, the situation worsened.

(It’s even worse than last year. Probably because it’s been decided I’ll be the next king.)

There might be some among them genuinely celebrating, but I couldn’t help but be skeptical.

As I walked, trying to navigate the crowd, I suddenly felt someone firmly grabbing my arm.

It was Emma, desperately clinging to me, determined not to let go.

(Why are you so adorable like that?)

(Or not.)

Silvio: “You...!”

Emma: “If I don’t do this, we’ll get separated!”

Silvio: “Don’t do such things in public.”

Emma: “I was just holding onto your arm!”

Silvio: “That’s exactly the problem. “

Silvio: “Even though so many people are watching today, you’re too cute that I can’t keep a straight face.”

Emma: “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you!”

Silvio: “Ah, is that so? Then I won’t say it again!”

(Damn it. There’s no way I can spend the day as usual.)

(If you’re that desperately clinging to me like this, I’ll give you another chance.)

Using the knights to shake off the people, we managed to enter an alleyway.

Finally, we had a moment alone together.

Silvio: “Those guys should tone it down a bit.”

(How I behave depends on how this girl will act...)

(What's with this sad face?)

Contrary to my expectations, her face was filled with signs of worry.

(Where did that spirited attitude from midnight go?)

Her determination to celebrate seemed to have long disappeared. Instead of displaying virtues like modesty or consideration, she appeared to be consumed by negative emotions, despite her audacious nature.

Emma: “Prince Silvio...”

(I’m pissed. Damn it.)

(Why do you look so resigned?)

I grabbed her chin in frustration and kissed her.

Emma: “What are you...”

Silvio: “You just made a face like you’ve had enough.”

Emma: “Huh?”

Her eyes widened.

Silvio: “You should come at me more seriously.”

Emma: “What do you mean...?”

Silvio: “*sigh* You wanted to greet me, right?”

(How could I not notice this, you idiot?)

Silvio: “Then don’t give up until you give me everything you got.”

(No need to be modest.)

(So reconsider.)

I messed up her hair and turned my back.

I returned to my official duties, suppressing the urge to take her away immediately.

Nokto: "Hmm, you seem a bit grumpy this year."

Silvio: "You can tell?"

A party was being held in the dance hall as my birthday reached its final stages.

Since entry was only allowed with an invitation, familiar faces, including that fox-faced Rhodolite, were here.

Nokto: “Do you want me to guess?”

Silvio: “No need.”

Nokto: “If you want to be with Emma, you should just say it honestly.”

Silvio: “Shut up.”

(He’s sharp in these situations, and I don’t like it.)

Nokto: “But if you continue like this, your birthday will be over.”

He looked over at Emma, who had a thoughtful expression on her face.

Silvio: “It’d be more worth it if she willingly asked me herself.”

Nokto: “Why?”

Silvio: “Why do I have to explain it to you?”

(Purely because it makes me feel good.)

(And it’ll show that she really wants to celebrate with me.)

Although I didn’t put it into words, Nokto seemed to have sensed something and shrugged his shoulders in exasperation before leaving.

Immediately after this, an incident occurred.

Silvio: “What are you thinking, you idiot!?”

As soon as I returned to the room with Emma in my arms, those words slipped out uncontrollably.

Emma: "I told you it was a gift!"

Emma: "God, you're so shy!"

Silvio: "Who are you saying that to, you damn woman?"

(I was waiting for you to ask me to give you my time, but you chose that method.)

(And even did it boldly in front of so many people.)

(That...)

Just remembering that embarrassing incident made me blush and feel overwhelmed.

(No, I can forgive "that", but not after what happened after that.)

Emma: "If I did that in public, I knew you would react this way."

Silvio: "You...!"

Emma: "Are you mad at me?"

Silvio: "Of course not. I'm just..."

(Aren't you aware?)

I gently placed Emma down in front of the mirror.

Even though she was confidently and cheekily saying those things, she seemed to have finally noticed that her face was completely flushed.

Silvio: "Don't make that kind of face in public. It's making me want to pounce on you."

(This face is something only I should see.)

Emma: "I-I'm sorry."

Silvio: ".........."

Emma: "........"

We gaze at each other through the mirror.

(Basically, you're late.)

(If you're going to take me out like that, you should have done it in the morning.)

As the silence dragged on, her expression became increasingly uneasy.

Despite her usual cheeky demeanor, she couldn't fully maintain an arrogant attitude, which caused me to burst out laughing.

Silvio: "Alright, alright, I give up. Sorry for teasing you."

Silvio: "From now on, I'll give you all my attention."

Emma: "Really? But you still have guests."

Silvio: "You're more important than any guest."

Silvio: "Besides, I'm sure everyone took the hint."

Emma: "Prince Silvio, aren't you tired?"

Silvio: "I'm not tired, so bring me the cake already."

Emma: "Why would there be a cake?"

Silvio: "There's no way you wouldn't get me one for my birthday."

(To be honest, I've never eaten a birthday cake before.)

While there was usually food at my birthday parties, a cake has never been brought out.

Just like in Rhodolite, there was a tradition here in Benitoite to celebrate with a cake, but the fact that no one really celebrates it wholeheartedly became evident in situations like this.

(Though that fucking dog has one every year.)

Silvio: "I'm hungry, so hurry up and feed me."

Emma: "Is that the reason you didn't eat much?"

Silvio: "It'd bother me if I couldn't eat your food."

(You don't need to pay attention to that little detail.)

Feeling somewhat uncomfortable, I sat down on the sofa and leaned back.

Surprisingly, Emma's cheeky smile shone brilliantly.

Emma: "I suppose I have no choice. Today, I'll spoon-feed you."

Silvio: "*sigh* Is that all? It's not enough, you know?"

Emma: "What? Do you want me to feed you mouth-to-mouth?"

Silvio: "Why did you think of something like that? Well, maybe it's not a bad idea."

Emma: "It's a bad idea!"

Silvio: "Don't you dare challenge the birthday boy."

(I'm beyond help since everything you say and do looks cute.)

Despite being exasperated, I gestured for her to come closer.

Without hesitation, she approached me, and I grabbed her hand and pulled her into an embrace.

Silvio: "I told you earlier to give me everything you got."

Emma: “Ah...”

(I've been feeling impatient today, so a cake and a present won't be enough to satisfy me.)

Silvio: “Just so you know, I won’t let you sleep until you’ve completely celebrated with me.”

I teasingly stroked her back, and she responded with a nod.

Emma: “All right. As you wish.”

(No take-backs.)

(I ain't holding back, so prepare yourself.)

Afterward, I got excited over my first-ever birthday cake and the handmade embroidered amulet bag she had given as a gift.

I thoroughly enjoyed my birthday, which was usually nothing but a hassle.

As for the extent of that enjoyment一

Emma: “I can’t believe it.”

Silvio: “Ha?”

Emma: “Isn’t it already morning?”

Silvio: “Yeah.”

She hadn't moved an inch since earlier.

It was probably because of the fatigue and the slick wetness between her legs that was preventing her body from moving.

(I didn't plan on holding her until morning.)

Contrary to my thoughts, I reached out from behind and touched her legs.

Even though I devoured her so much last night, the insides of my chest were still screaming that it wasn't enough.

Emma: "Your birthday is over."

Silvio: "It's not over until I say it's over."

(It's not really like me not to want my birthday to end.)

Just when I thought she might be surprised, I heard her soft laughter.

(I feel like she can see through everything.)

As if to express my discomfort, I buried my face in her neck, and her sweet voice further stirred me up.

Silvio: "I tasted a lot of you last night, but you're still so sweet."

Emma: "Prince Silvio..."

It looked like she was reaching her limit as she showed signs of wanting to escape.

I put my hand on her head and blocked her movement, not intending to let her run away.

Silvio: "I won't stop."

Silvio: "This gift belongs to me, and I won't let you take it away. If you understand, get ready to be loved."

Emma: "I don't want to."

Silvio: "Ha?"

Emma: "Because it's your birthday."

Silvio: "So what?"

Emma: "In other words..."

Emma: "It's you who should be loved."

(………)

Emma turned around and surprised me by kissing my lips.

She was usually shy and only gave peck-like kisses, but today, perhaps due to her lack of shame, she actively intertwined her tongue with mine.

Silvio: "You've become quite the erotic kisser, huh?"

Emma: "Whose fault do you think that is?"

(Is it because of me?)

I found myself laughing again at her blushing expression.

(Receiving birthday wishes from someone feels so good. I never knew it could make me this happy.)

(I wish this feeling could last forever. I’m already looking forward to next year.)

I’d realized for the first time how different it feels to be celebrated out of obligation compared to being genuinely celebrated from the heart.

No gift could match the emotions she had given me.

Emma: “I might just kidnap you next year.”

Silvio: “*sigh* I’ll make a special exception and allow it.”

Emma: “Don’t regret those words later, okay?”

(There's no way I'm going to do that.)

(Even if I receive anything else in the future, there's no treasure greater than you.)

Part 1 ╎ Part 2 ╎ His POV

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