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[animeismyhappyplace]

The Devil's Salvation

Synopsis: Lucifer's heart is hurting due to the recent extermination. In an effort to help shift some of the pain Y/N, his assistant, attempts to distract him with her body.

Set around episode 1 of Hazbin Hotel.

Word Count: 5K (5,930)

Trigger warnings: 18+ only!!!

Boss/employee relationship, power imbalance, biting, marking, hickies, p in v sex, vaginal fingering, brief oral (m.recieving), sex on furniture, cowgirl, dick riding, possessive language, cursing, pet names (sweetheart, baby, sweets, dear), fluffy ending, some Dom/sub/switch undertones, descriptive sex scene, Lucifer is a total cutie, some very minimal angst directed at extermination day rather than the characters.

The sky in Hell is dark and bleeding red as another extermination comes to its gruesome end. 

Lucifer is slumped over his desk with a sour expression on his face as he throws one of his rubber ducks across the room "another year, another fucking blood bath" he grumbles to himself as he hears footsteps coming to his invention room. 

He hears a few knocks as a soft voice breaks the silence "it's over Lucifer, can I come in?" His assistant Y/N asks quietly.

Lucifer's red eyes light up as his mood perks up "of course dear! Come in, come in~" He leans back in his chair, letting loose a small yawn scrunching his nose as he does.

He glances at the rubber duck laying on the ground, and then back at the woman in front of him "what brings you to my office?.." His voice remains soothing as he finally looks at her properly for the first time that day, she's wearing a red dress shirt with a matching striped skirt pretty similar to what he is wearing ‘cute, very cute’ he can't help but think with a small smile. Her dog-like ears flat against her head as she bows to him.

"I wanted to check on you sir, I know extermination days are taxing on your health" she frowns as she takes in his appearance, his hat has been placed on his desk, his staff nowhere to be seen and his eyes have large bags under them.

Lucifer gives out a soft chuckle, before putting one hand to his temple "yes, yes thank you for your concern, my dear. You are right, these kinds of days can be exhausting to say the least" 

He glances at her noticing her ears still firmly pinned to her head so he tries to offer a small smile but it doesn't seem to work very well, she can see right through him. 

"It's reassuring to know that someone cares about me in this shit hole, you're truly the best assistant I could ask for”

A small blush settles on her cheeks and her ears perk up a little as she shakes her head dismissively "it's my job to worry about you sir" she chuckles softly almost under her breath.

"As per usual for this time of year I've cleared your schedule so you have no commitments for the rest of the day" she's smiling as she speaks but Lucifer notices her brow is furrowed ever so slightly.

Lucifer raises his eyebrow, taking notice of the sour look on her face. 

“Your concern is appreciated, and I’m grateful to have you by my side"

He pushes himself forward in his rather large chair and sighs.

"It’s nice that you cleared my schedule for me... I need a rest” 

His tone remains soft with a subtle hint of affection, but his attention is captured by your worried expression.

"What’s wrong?" He asks in a soft tone.

Her eyes slide off to the side focusing on one of the mountains of rubber ducks, she sighs as she collects her thoughts before looking back at his scarlett eyes.

"The head exterminator, Adam, has made contact sir and he wants to meet. Wouldn't tell me why though" her brow furrows again more deeply this time as anxiety sinks into her heart.

Lucifer frowns as he processes the information.

"Adam made contact?" He takes a moment to collect his thoughts. 

"And... he didn't tell you why?" Lucifer's voice has a slight hint of suspicion, and his expression turns more serious as Y/N shakes her head solemnly 

"No, he refused to answer my questions, just said "arrange the meeting bitch" and flew off with the others" her nose crinkles in disgust as she thinks back to the arsehole angel.

Lucifer grunts in frustration as he stands up from his chair.

"That man sure is arrogant... but this is rather suspicious” Lucifer strokes his chin, pondering this sudden event.

"I'll take care of it, no need for you to worry~" Lucifer offers a reassuring smile and a gentle pat to her head, although the frown on his face shows a hint of his frustration.

Y/N starts to speak but thinks better of it as she watches Lucifer pull out his phone while walking into the hallway. 

He comes back a few minutes later and explains that his daughter Charlie will be taking charge of the meeting so she can pitch her hotel to the angels. Y/N nods in understanding as he speaks.

"I'm sure she'll do brilliantly sir" Y/N smiles and Lucifer can't help but smile back at the young assistant, and chuckles at her words.

"Charlie will do great," Lucifer agrees "She's certainly more than capable of handling the meeting"

As Lucifer talks, he starts to pace around the room, his gaze distant as he thinks to himself.

The young woman tilts her head to the side slightly as she watches her boss "what's on your mind sir?" She presses gently, taking note he seems more lost in thought than usual.

Lucifer's eyes trail back to his assistant.

"I'm just thinking, my dear. It's strange that the head exterminator would make contact as opposed to showing up at the doors" Lucifer's brow was still in a puzzled expression. 

Without much detail he continues to speak, sounding more concerned "It's.. not a great sign.. something's wrong, I feel it in my bones..”

Y/N walks towards Lucifer and takes a hold of the cuff of his pearly white jacket gently.

"Please stop worrying sir, I'm sure Charlie will do fabulously at this meeting and you'll know soon enough what Adam's plans are. Please sit and rest" 

She pleads as she gently guides him back to his chair. Lucifer's eyebrows raise at her sudden action, but his eyes warmth and comfort as she urges him to sit back down.

"You're right.. I'm just letting my depression get the better of me HA HA” he tries to fake a laugh but it's hopeless, and walks back to his chair, sitting down.

There is a long stretch of silence, but he gives her a charming smile, offering one last glimpse of comfort.

“Thank you, my dear”

"of course sir, let me get you something to drink" 

She bows as she leaves his study to find something to calm his nerves 

Lucifer leans back into his seat, the tension slowly receding as he waits for her to come back. He glances at the rubber duck still lying on the floor, and rolls his eyes with a small chuckle. Despite his efforts to stay calm, he couldn't help but feel a bit anxious about this whole predicament.

Y/N returns quickly with some tea "this should help soothe some of your worries sir" she smiles as she pours him a cup of the warm beverage. Lucifer nods, his smile growing as he sees the cup in her hands. 

"Thank you, my dear. You know, you're very perceptive of my needs.. I'm quite lucky to have you as my assistant" he says as he takes the cup from you.

She smiles brightly while nodding "I should hope so Lucifer sir, I've been working for you pretty much since I arrived in Hell" 

Y/N clears away some of the papers scattered across his desk, keeping them safely to the side so as to not potentially spill tea on them.

Lucifer chuckles as he takes small sips of the tea, his eyes taking in the details of her movements as she clears up his desk.

"Indeed you have, you've been the best assistant I could ask for.." 

Lucifer's tone is much warmer now, and he takes a big sip before continuing.

"Although I suppose I've never asked, how long have you been here in Hell in total?”

"Only a few years now but I guess it's not so bad down here, especially since I get to work for you" she smiles as she holds the tray the tea was on to her chest waiting for him to finish up. Lucifer's cheeks heat up as smiles, taking a few more sips and finishing up the tea.

"Well... I suppose I can't argue with that, especially when you say it so sweetly" Lucifer chuckles, brushing his hand through his golden hair.

"It's good that you feel right at home here. I'll admit, Hell can be a bit... overwhelming when you first get here”

Y/N clears away his used cup and places it off to the side as she's cleaning up she notices him walking up to a large window, looking down at the carnage left behind by the angels with a deep frown set into his usually delicate features.

"Sir?" She asks softly as she sees his shoulders tense up.

Lucifer pauses at the window, taking in the destruction as the bodies litter the streets.

His mood seems to have shifted dramatically from his previous lightheartedness, as his expression becomes very serious.

He glances back at Y/N, taking notice of her concerned glances.

"Hm?..." Lucifer says, his tone sounding rather calm "oh, it's nothing. Just.. observing, is all.”

Y/N sighs sadly before joining him at the window to see what he's looking at and when she does, she understands.

She can see the devastation left behind, sinners dead bodies piling up, the streets ablaze as overlords fight for new unclaimed territories. She can see the weight it leaves on his heart.

"This was never what I wanted you know all those years ago" he sighs but doesn't look at her, even with his attention fixed outside she can see the hurt swirling in his usually shining eyes. 

Y/N lifts her hand tentatively to Lucifer's back in an effort to comfort him, even if it's only for a moment.

Lucifer turns his focus from the carnage back to the younger woman, and is caught slightly off guard by her sudden and kind gesture.

Lucifer’s red eyes are full of sorrow as he looks back at her, the weight of his burden clearly settling on his soul.

As her hand rests upon his back, he finds himself calming down, almost as if just her touch was enough to soothe some of his suffering.

"you can't blame yourself sir, you couldn't have known what would happen" ears twitching as she frowns at his pained expression, rubbing slow circles against his back.

Lucifer sighs sharply, leaning his back against her hand as she calms him with soft circular motions.

"You're right, I couldn't.. but I still do..." Lucifer mutters, his voice sounding much softer now.

There is a brief moment of silence, where he appears to just absorb the comforting warmth coming from her touch.

"That's a lot of weight to carry... even for a king" her hand stills on his back for a moment as she pulls away moving back towards his desk away from the window.

"I have a feeling things are going to change, very soon sir. Thanks you and your family" Y/N smiles as she rests against the edge of his desk. 

Lucifer’s eyes dart over to her as she steps back and leans on his desk, his smile returning slightly at her optimistic words. 

"Yes, I have that feeling too...." 

Lucifer mutters thoughtfully.

"But regardless of what comes, I hope that you will always be here by my side, helping me carry whatever weight the future holds..." Lucifer says, his voice sounding slightly solemn yet also reassuring.

"You're my king Lucifer, I will be here as long as you desire" as silence slips between them Y/N clears her throat before speaking again "I'd say you use a distraction right about now sir" 

A sweet and genuine smile touches Lucifer's lips as he raises an eyebrow.

"A distraction?.." Lucifer's voice is 

 playful as the gears start turning in his head.

She hums sweetly as her fingers drum anxiously against Lucifer's desk her eyes on his carpeted flooring "well Lilith has been gone for years now, you've been alone all that time" 

Her eyes flit up to look at him "you must have been so lonely sir, you should look into fixing that" she watches for any changes to his body language with a barely hidden smirk. 

Lucifer takes a moment to digest her words letting out a quiet chuckle, the corner of his lip twitching upwards.

"You're being rather bold my dear..." 

Lucifer smiles softly while shaking his head with his eyebrows raised and a blush spreads across his pale cheeks 

"Ah.. well.. I've not been entirely alone now, have I?..." His tone is playful, but she can feel the flirtatious nature behind them. 

She bites her lip while smiling "you're right Lucifer, I've been right here" 

She bats her eyelashes at him acting as sweetly as she can whilst pushing herself just off the edge of his large desk "and I'll always be right by your side sir" 

As she bats her eyelashes at him he chuckles, a blush deepening his cheeks slightly.

There's a brief pause as his eyes scan over her body, taking notice of the cute way she's leaning on his desk. He speaks coyly back at her.

"Is that so?"

"Tell me dear, if I... needed someone to lean against.. would you be ready?”

Y/N leans forward to grasp his hand gently so he could pull away at any time "haven't I already shown I'm ready to stay by your side?" 

She looks into his eyes as she tugs on his hand prompting him to come closer "I know how much Lilith leaving hurt you but I wouldn't do that ever" 

Lucifer's heart skips a beat as he watches her take his hand, tugging him inches closer.

It takes him a moment, but Lucifer gently pulls her closer, until she is right in front of him, their bodies almost touching.

His breath catches as his eyes stare back at her doe like expression, he can't quite believe how cute she looks right now, her nose almost touching his own. Lucifer pauses, and glances down at her lips. His eyes flicker from her lips, and back to her eyes.

"You really won't, will you..?" Lucifer mutters quietly, sounding a bit breathless.

"The sweetest sinner in all of Hell" he almost whispers with a smile as his hands cup her face, his thumbs rubbing little circles against her cheeks 

His tenderness shocks her though it really shouldn't for how long she's known him and she closes her eyes for a moment, enjoying their closeness and his tender touches 

Her hands sneak up to his red striped dress shirt, pulling him ever closer bridging the gap between their bodies. Her lips stop just short of his own, so close she can feel the warmth of his breath. 

She looks into his eyes and waits for him to decide if he really wants this, wants her.

Lucifer's heart almost stops as she pulls him close, his mind spinning rapidly making him dizzy as he realises how long it's been since he's felt affection like this. His eyes fixate on her cherry red lips, watching as she gets so close he can feel her body heat. He hesitates for a moment as he worries what will happen if things go wrong but he leans forward needing to take this risk.

Lucifer closes his eyes and presses his lips to hers. He kisses her so tenderly as though she'll break the second he lets go, and his hands grip her body tightly, pulling her even closer.

Y/N's hands grip Lucifer's waist as his hands move to pull her face closer, deepening their kiss.

Her chest is heaving slightly as he kisses her with more passion than she's ever felt, leaving her breathless.

Her cheeks are a deep shade of pink when Lucifer finally pulls away, she giggles as he bites his lip red irises watching her intently 

Lucifer's breath is still staggered as he pulls away from her lips, red-faced and blushing. He pulls himself away from her, as a light-hearted grin spreads across his cheeks.

His eyes glance down to her lips, and his brows raise.

"It seems my assistant has gotten a bit too familiar with me~..." Lucifer teases with a playful smirk.

She gasps pushing at his chest playfully while giggling at his teasing words "who in Hell could blame me when my boss looks like this" 

She bites her lip as she intertwines their fingers pulling him towards the lavish chair seated behind his desk, she gestures for him to sit as her hungry eyes rake down his form.

Lucifer chuckles as he allows her to pull him towards the chair. As he sits down comfortably, he notices the way she's looking at him and he smiles, his golden eyebrows raising up in a flirtatious manner. He gives her a playful wink.

"You're a real handful, my dear.. I hope you know that?”

She smirks as she climbs into his lap, licking her lips as he lets out a surprised grunt "oh I'm counting on it sir" 

A sly smile forms on Lucifer's face as he glances up at her.

He lets out a little laugh, amused at her boldness. His hands trail softly up and down her sides, his fingers tracing little circles against her skin as he bites his lip muttering with a grin "fuck sweetheart you're going to be the death of me”

Y/N shifts slightly once in his lap, wiggling her hips as she gets comfortable, looping her hands around his neck as she steals his lips in another kiss.

Her tongue licks over his bottom lip as he hungrily accepts her affections. 

Lucifer's body immediately responds to her touch, his entire frame heating up as she kisses and nibbles softly at his lip.

His fingers tighten around her hips, pulling her closer, and his other hand trails her body from her hips all the way to her neck.

Lucifer pulls back ever so slightly, his breath staggered, feeling as if he might melt from the heat rising between them.

"You're lucky I don't get visitors often sweetheart, who knows what vicious rumors would be spread if you were caught in my lap" Lucifer mumbles in between kisses.

Y/N's kisses trail across Lucifers lips to his rosy cheeks then down to his jaw as she starts nibbling at the delicate flesh "I'm sure you'd find a way to silence them"

Hearing Lucifer's sinful groans, her hips start to gently rock back and forth as her tongue laps at his neck, sucking harshly in the places that make his groans deepen.

Lucifer's breath catches in his throat as his back arches slightly with every gentle kiss. Just the feel of her breathing heavily against his neck drives him crazy, the heat rushing through his body and spreading like a fever.

He bites his lip to prevent himself from letting out any more noises, his head lolling back slightly as she sucks on his neck. A breathy groan escapes him without notice, as his breathing grows more rapid, his cheeks redder. 

"f-fuck I need..." He whines as his hands fly out to grip steady onto her hips, grinding the growing tent in his pants up against her.

Her skirt starts to ride up as his body jolts from the stimulation, her breaths leaving her throat in hiccups as she feels him poking at her inner thighs. 

"L-Luci~" she moans breathlessly, her hips stuttering as he rubs against her clothed core.

Lucifer's jaw muscles tighten as he grips her body tighter, almost going mad listening to her sweet sounds. 

Her voice sounds like a soothing melody to his ears, and he can't hold himself back any longer. He begins to kiss her throat, and even licks the skin between her neck and shoulder biting softly.

Y/N whines as he teases her body, lolling her head back to give him more space to mark her neck and shoulder. 

Lucifer pulls back once he's satisfied with his work eyeing the claim he's laid on her body. Her breath catches in her throat as he lifts her from his lap onto his desk.

"My dear, I dare say you've never looked more divine than you do right now" he bites his lip as she's laid out before him, her chest heaving and her legs spread as he slots himself between her thighs. 

Y/N runs her fingertips along the edge of her skirt before she starts to slowly and teasingly tug it upwards revealing more of her body to her king.

Lucifer watches her slowly and teasingly tug your skirt up with interest. His eyes trailing up her body, taking in every inch of her skin as she reveals more of herself to his greedy eyes.

A breathy groan escapes him at the sight as he grips the meat of her thighs tightly. Spreading her legs out as he licks his lips at the damp patch on her underwear a low whimper escapes his throat "you'll surely drive me mad, sweetheart" 

He utters softly, as a blush spreads across his cheeks. His tongue slipped out to wet his lips. Her cheeks heat up at his sultry words making her whine in embarrassment and hunger "Luci please" 

Her hands reach out to grasp at this forearms, gripping tightly as she tries to wiggle her hips looking for some attention to be paid to her heated skin.

Lucifer's mouth twitches at the pure desperation in her eyes, his hands trailing up and down her legs before moving back to the top of her thighs to her thighs. He gives them both a quick squeeze, drawing her attention back towards him.

His soft whispers carry a hint of playful teasing. 

"Pretty desperate for my attention huh?" Lucifer asks in a low voice as his red eyes watch her reactions carefully.

She nods helplessly as her eyes fog up with unshed tears, his teasing touches pure torture as his fingers leave heat and desire everywhere they touch.

"N-need you to do something, anything... Please baby" she pleads as her arms reach up above her head to grasp at the edge of his desk. 

Lucifer bites his lip, and he can't help just how much her words excite him... her hunger is so apparent, so raw, and the way she begs for what she wants does nothing to help the problem in his pants.

He leans in closer, his eyes darting to her neck and jaw before he quickly dips his head down, his mouth placing a short peck of a kiss just above her collarbone. 

His kisses continue down her body until he reaches the band of her panties. He gives her one firm look, as if to say ‘tell me know if you need to stop’, but she shakes her head and lifts her hips, wiggling them teasingly making him smirk.

"Who knew my soft spoken assistant would be so greedy?" he mutters with a smile as his thumb pushes into the wet spot on her panties making her gasp at the sudden stimulation. Enjoying her reaction he moves his thumb up slightly to rub against her clothed clit, grinning widely when her thighs tremble.

"This is what you wanted right sweetheart? wanted my fingers to play with your cute little pussy?" 

Her head nods aggressively as she bites down on her tongue to stifle the wanton moans waiting to escape. 

She can't help but rock her hips forward against his hand wanting more, needing more as her skin feels like it's been set alight with passion and desire. 

Lucifer chuckles softly as he watches her squirm under his touch, licking his lips as he feels her slick coat his thumb. 

"Ah ah ah, you need to use your big girl words if you want something from me" he grins wickedly.

"Need your fingers Luci" she pouts cutely when he raises his eyebrow at her.

A smirk spreads across his pink cheeks as he pulls her panties down her legs and throws them off to the side, sucking in a breath as he admires her naked body, wetness and need shining across her skin "Yeah? where do you need me hmm?" 

A stray tear streaks down her cheeks as she whines "n-need your fingers in my pussy, fuck please Luci! I-I need-" 

Lucifer grins wickedly as he watches her squirm under his gaze, leaning down to place a soft kiss on the tip of her nose then to her cheek and he even places a soft kiss on her fluffy ears before straightening back up. He smirks at her desperation, sliding his fingers into her dripping pussy and grinning widely as she lets out a shaky moan.

Y/N's head lolls back and her eyes roll as she finally gets the stimulation she needed, whines tumbling out of her strained throat as her hands turn white from her gripping so hard at his desk "f-fuckk..." 

Lucifer watches her closely, his fingers curling inside her wet heat, relishing in the way she squirms and begs for more. 

He leans down once more, his lips brushing against her neck as he murmurs, "Talk to me sweetheart... Tell me how good I make you feel?" 

His fingers curl upwards his thumb swipes across her clit making her almost cry as the pleasure wrecks through her shaking body.

Her thighs shake as sweat starts to pool against her forehead, her hips bucking wildly at the onslaught of pleasure Lucifer is giving her "I- you- fuuck so fucking good, love your t-thick fingers Luci”

Lucifer chuckles softly, pleased by her response as he starts to move his fingers in and out of her wet pussy faster, his thumb continuing to tease her clit with feather-light touches. 

He can't help but lean down to place another kiss on her collarbone. His teeth graze along the soft skin, eliciting a shiver from his lover.

Y/N's sweet moans and the wet squelches of her abused pussy fill the quiet room, a strangled cry leaves her chapped lips as his fingers bump a spongy spot in her tight walls, he almost stops his movements as the realisation hits making him chuckle "Theree it is, that's the spot yeah sweetheart?"

She rocks her hips in time with the thrusts of his fingers as her moans pitch up in volume, she can't help but babble as the pleasure builds "there.... fuck d-don stop" another desperate whine "gonna cum... fuck! fuck! FUCK!”

Lucifer smirks as he watches her lose control, her body arching off the desk in search of more pleasure. His fingers curled deeper inside her, finding that spot again and again as he relished in the power he held over her. 

Her eyes roll back as her walls clamp down on his fingers, his thumb rubbing tight circles over her throbbing clit until her high slowly ends. 

Her breathing is erratic as her high tingles over her limbs before slowly ebbing away leaving her body limp, when her eyes can fully focus she sees Lucifer slurping up the wetness coating his fingers.

The sight alone is so sinful it sends fresh waves of need flooding through her veins as her hands reach out for him.

Lucifer grins mischievously, watching her every move. He licks his fingers clean with a soft moan, savoring the taste of her on his tongue. 

"You're irresistible," he murmurs, his voice rough with need.

She gently guides Lucifer down to sit in the plush chair "your turn baby~" 

Y/N licks her lips as she sinks to her knees before him, running her hands over his strong thighs. Slowly moving her way up until her fingers hit his pristine white belt, she discards it off to the side of the room as she works on pulling down his suit pants, smiling sinfully as she notices the wet spot soaking through his boxers.

Lucifer groans softly as he feels her hands on him, his cock twitching in anticipation. He watches her with hooded eyes, a mix of desire and possession in their depths. Her thumb rubs over the wet spot making his hips jump at the sudden pleasure.

"You like making me cum on your fingers this much Luci?" she grins as she flicks her tongue over the wetness moaning softly at the first taste of his pre.

"I love seeing you so submissive, it drives me wild," he answers, his voice deep and husky. He watches her hungrily, his eyes locked on the sight of her teasing his cock “and those cute little moans you let out? Truly sinful baby” 

She hums to herself as she pulls the suffocating materiel down his legs joining the growing pile on the floor, her eyes widening as she takes in the size of his cock for the first time mumbling more to herself than to him "such a pretty cock”

His eyes squeeze shut tightly as her delicate fingers reach out to explore his body, her pink tongue licks up the length of his cock so suddenly it makes Lucifer suck in a breath as he groans "definitely going to be the death of me sweetheart... f-fuck~" 

His cute reaction makes her smile and raises her confidence. This time she flattens her tongue, rolling it over his slit taking the time to lick up all the precum drooling over his cock head, moaning as it coats her tongue and bottom lip. 

Lucifer's breath hitches at the sensation, his hips jerking forward almost involuntarily. He bites his lip, trying to keep control as she lavishes him with her attention "such a good fucking girl f'me" 

His soft grunts and groans raise in volume as she starts to suck on his swollen heads, flicking her tongue over his slit as her hands pump his length "f-feels too good baby... You gotta stop or I'll cum too quick, wanna cum in your pretty little pussy"

She giggles but concedes giving him one last long lick up the length of his cock following the thick veins she finds before she allows him to lift her onto his lap. 

Once settled she gives him a deep passionate kiss tasting herself on his tongue as his hand dips between their bodies to line himself up, rubbing his cock over her clit once then twice before finally sinking into her tight pussy. 

Lucifer's hands grasp her hips tightly as he feels himself sinking into her wet heat, his fingers digging into her soft skin. He groans deeply into their kiss, his tongue dancing with hers to muffle their sounds of pleasure.

He holds her hips tightly in place as he fills her up fully "y'gotta stay still for me sweets or I'll finish right now 'kay?" 

She nods as she sucks his bottom lip into her mouth, nibbling on it as she adjusts to his massive size. 

Her body shakes as his thumb rubs on her swollen clit making broken moans slip from her throat as he suddenly thrusts his hips upwards making them both groan " 'kay you can move now, you gonna ride me pretty girl?" 

Her arms loop around his neck as she starts to slowly lift up then sinking back down so he's filling her to the hilt. After a few slow movements her desperation increases, finding a place to steady both of her feet she starts to bounce on his cock, the angle making his head hit her sweet spot with every thrust. 

Sweat starts to coat both of their half naked bodies, pain starting to set into her limbs but the pleasure he's giving her is too good for her to break, her head falls back and his hands grip her waist tight helping her to rock up and down at a steady rhythm.

Lucifer's hands tighten on her waist, one sliding down to the small of her back while the other grips the flesh above her ass cheek as she rides him. 

He groans deeply, watching as his cock sinks into her tight walls with every movement and rocking his hips in time with hers "love this tight little pussy~ could have been fucking you like this for years if I'd known how well you take me sweetheart" 

Y/N preens at his praise, doubting her efforts. Her throat constricts with every moan but if feels so good she couldn't care less "need you to keep fucking me Luci, love your cock sooo much feels too good”

Lucifer's eyes glow a dark red with lust as he looks up at her, one of his hands sliding up to grab her breasts, pinching and rolling the nipples between his fingers the other dripping lower to play with her clit, drilling his hips up into her dripping pussy "I'm not stopping until you cum on my cock sweetheart~”

The pleasure he's giving her is too much for her spent body, her thighs start to shake as the coil tightening in her stomach threatens to snap "yes yes yes Luci baby shit!~ m'close so fucking close" her walls start to calm down on his cock.

"Fuck" he grunts, his thrusts becoming jerkier and harder as he feels her start to tighten around him "Come on sweetheart, let go~ need to feel you cum on my cock~" 

He gives her two more powerful thrusts, mumbling words of encouragement in her ear nibbling on her earlobe.

"that's it pretty~ look how your walls are clamping down on me, I'm fucking you so good your body won't let me pull out" 

Gasps fall from her lips like the most unholy prayers as her body stills the pleasure flooding wildly through her veins, shaky moans tumbling from her lips as she cries his name over and over until she can barely speak any longer. 

Lucifer's thrusts match hers, pounding into her as he feels her walls start to spasm around him. He groans deeply, his own pleasure starting to build as he watches her cum hard on his cock.

He can't help but whine loudly as her orgasm triggers his own, his body shaking as he dumps his load into her quivering walls crying her name as he holds her tight to his body.

Lucifer places soft kisses on each spot of her skin he can reach as she comes down from the high, she returns his affections leaving purple and red blotches down his neck and the along his jaw wanting to show all of Hell her handy work, possessiveness shining in her eyes as she watches his blissed out face.

Lucifer smiles softly at her, his eyes filled with pure adoration. He nuzzles against her neck, leaving a trail of kisses down to her collarbone.

He hums lowly in his throat, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin as he leans in to nip at her neck gently. 

"So fucking beautiful," he murmurs, slowly pulling out of her body and readjusting so they're more comfortable. 

"You're truly mine, aren't you sweetheart?" He whispers, his voice husky with tiredness. 

Her fingers reach upt o cup his face gently as she looks into his eyes "for as long as you'll have me, sir" she winks cheekily at him placing kisses along his jaw hiding her heated cheeks.

Lucifer chuckles softly, his fingers trailing down her sides to soothe her sensitive skin. 

"That's my girl," he breathes out before leaning in to capture her lips in a slow deep kiss, lifting her body into his arms to carry her to his bedroom. 

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#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel lucifer #hazbin hotel smut #hazbin hotel lucifer smut #hazbin hotel lucifer morningstar #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel x y/n #hazbin hotel x reader smut #fem reader #18+ only #18+ content #18+ blog #no minors allowed #tw demons #demon smut #sex on a desk #animeismyhappyplace writes #hazbin hotel spoilers #hazbin hotel ep 1

[soldier-poet-king]

Larian really pulling a reverse uno by focusing hard on astarion's prettyboy flirt vibe in all the marketing and then making his arc about reclaiming bodily autonomy

I love them for it. It's everything I wanted from astarion. I'm obsessed with him.

#bg3 #bg3 spoilers #astarion #ANYWAY I HAVE MANY THOUGHTS #just like..vibrating at my desk at work. CAN WE TALK ABOUT THEMES??? WHAT ABOUT TRAUMA AND RECOVERY #What about TRUST and HAND HOLDING AND HUGS AS MORE IMPORTANT SIGNS OF SAID TRUST THAN SEX #i mean we can also talk about hot vampires i am ALSO here for that #but hes my blorbo bc of the angst and thematic potential of it all

[skynobi]

obikin university au but it's dark academia 🕯️🩸🗡️ 📖 ╭( ･ㅂ･)و ̑̑

part 1

#obikin #dark academia au #my art #professor obi who has lovely strong ink-stained hands and smells like tobacco #there's messy desk sex #anakin kills headmaster palpatine 😌 #this goes v deep into my brain u dont wanna know #dark academia to me is like a weird amalgam of edwardian/victorian/brideshead 20s/ginsberg/neoclassicism so idk man

[kingkatsuki]

The thought of Bakugou listening to those terrible Cosmopolitan articles about dating to try and court you.

#he picks up the magazine from his secretary’s desk and he’s now lost down the rabbit hole #reading the TERRIBLE articles #‘7 things women wish men would do during sex’ #‘10 perfect positions to find the g-spot’ #‘5 signs he’s in to you’ #and he’s treating it like it’s gospel😂😭 #so he sends you the most risqué embarrassing text that has you thinking wtf???

[tennessoui]

we're firmly stepping into clueless kit territory but modern au where obi-wan goes out to a bar to watch a basketball game with his friends from work and while he's waiting for a 3rd/4th round of drinks, he spies a very pretty and handsome guy leaning up against the counter looking bored af

and no one that pretty should look that bored, especially in a crowded and loud sports bar, so he makes his way over to the man.

"not your thing?" he asks, gesturing to the television, and the guy looks over, takes his measure, gets a hungry glint in his eyes, and says, "no, i'm not really into it, i just came with a friend" and obi-wan takes this to mean the very attractive man looking up at him beneath his eyelashes and touching his arm is not into any sport and he's quick to be like oh yeah no me neither i don't have the head for it i don't know anything about sports fuck sports 100% i hate sports (never mind that obi-wan coaches a little league, baby's-first-soccer-team part-time and loves it) and the attractive man laughs and rubs the back of his head and agrees and gives him his name and lets him buy him a drink

and they spend the night together and it's great and then a week or so later the assistant coach and league admins are all abuzz because famous (and single and hot) hockey player ani skywalker enrolled his twins in their soccer team program and obi-wan doesn't think anything of it until his one night stand rocks up to drop off his twins and they're both like :0 before going to argue in the locker room

("you said you hated sports, mr. hockey legend!!"

"i awkwardly laughed when the guy whose dick i wanted to suck said he hated my livelihood!! and you're one to talk, mr. coach of my twins' soccer team!!")

#kit's silly lil aus #obikin #as kit knows nothing about sports this is firmly outside her territory #i just thought the mistaken identity was cute #need an element of sorta hate but lust fuelled sex #they just can't let it go because that's not in their personalities #obi-wan coaxes the twins into loving soccer more than hockey and anakin has to fuck him over his coach's desk #anakin makes obi-wan a copy of his team's jersey and obi-wan makes him wear it and nohting else as he fucks him #etc etc #petty but in lust men

[notkitten]

my deepest desire in this moment is to be nestled between her thighs, kitten licking at her panties while she tries to get her work done, getting the fabric slick and slippery with her arousal and my spit

#my sapphic little mind #sapphic nsft #wlw nsft #nsft lesbian #queer nsft #lesbian nsft #lesbian sex #under desk pet #use my mouth

[thatsnotmygunflash]

Are there any Professor Snart fics out there? The thought came to me and now I'm lying on the floor trying to get my brain to reboot.

Think about it. The gossip surrounding the hot new English professor. The casual but professional outfits. The captivating lectures. The charming smiles. The corny jokes. The starry-eyed students. The never-ending string of faculty friends and students visiting when he's in his office. The abundance of award-winning books he's written (James Patterson who?). The Dean is ready to offer him tenure if Len agrees to add another class or two to his roster because they have so many students begging to be in his class. He goes to his students' poetry slams to encourage them and has a writing workshop for inspiring authors. He sponsored a scholarship in his name for LGBTQ+ students. He volunteers to help with the theater department. Not long after he's hired, Professor Leonard Snart seems to be the only thing anyone wants to talk about at Central City University.

#theres so many ways to fit barry into this #a stressed senior who can't stand hearing Iris go on and on about her new hot teacher #a fellow professor who cant string two sentences together in front of his favorite author #an inspiring CSI hell-bent on proving the picture-perfect professor isn't who he seems to be #the Ezra/Aria meetfuck in the bar bathroom the day before he realized he just had sex with his new professor #Barry's work friends have adopted Len into their friend group and think they should date #professors rivalry aka how many times can we pretend we actually hate each other before we fuck on your desk #i could go on #but I'll run out of tags #leonard snart #coldflash #barry allen #the flash #captain cold #professor snart

[buginateacup]

Thoughts on the new Megamind movie and series

Hello friends it is Bug review time!

I have watched the new movie and show all of one time each. I'm gonna talk about what I liked, what I disliked and some thoughts on the new characters and places where there are cracks in the story to drive a roadtrain worth of fanfic through

A disclaimer before we begin, I am thirty or forty years old and I am not the target audience for this shit. I love Megamind and am a hardcore Megarox shipper and also a world building focused fiend. The original definitely had a broader age bracket appeal but this is a show aimed at something like 6-12 year olds. Therefore for better or worse they had to simplify and audience surrogate the shit out of a lot of this.

Megamind vs the Doom Syndicate

To be honest I think you could skip this and go into the new series cold. It's not a movie its a movie length pilot. It was fine and it definitely smacked of Studio Interference going "But you have to explain and set everything up!" (spoilers you don't). The Doom Syndicate is fun if very kid friendly and I'm looking forward to seeing more of them. Behemoth and Knighty Knight are my pals and Pierre Pressure and Lady Doppler are my catty bitches.

The dialogue was good but the pacing felt lopsided. It really felt like they were retreading things that happened in the original movie, especially Minion's entire arc which he just went through two days ago? They did a good job with it but still!

Stuff I loved

FAKE EVIL DATING - I wish they'd shown them actually having to pretend to evil date. But of all the things I thought I was going to get it certainly wasn't that! (So much fanfic y'all. So Much Fanfic).

All of the Doom Syndicate calling out that Megamind and Roxanne obviously have A Thing and neither of them dealing with it well.

Roxanne just casually hanging out in the Lair and also taking charge. that's my girl! Also she's a complete morosexual and she and Megamind deserve each other.

Mayor Roxanne. I didn't adore HOW they did it, I think you could tease a whole season (or an exceptional fanfic) out of Roxanne finding herself not only bored of her job but dealing with the trauma of "Every time I look at the camera I see Hal beyond it and maybe I have some issues with that" and wanting to make changes.

Megamind's Bedroom! There was a sound like a million fanfic writers crying out in glee.

Minion and Roxanne being bros!

Minion out of his suit! It was creepy yet adorable!

The Mayor being useless. When you are used to having a hero who solves every problem, why wouldn't you have a useless Mayor? (I like that he comes back in the show)

The Doom Syndicate in general. They had a good range of designs and were at their most fun when bickering together.

Mr Cuddly Snuggles.

Stuff I didn't love

It felt like a retread of a lot of things that happened in the original movie. Which it has been 14 years so fair, but also if you're going to set something two days after the events of the movie, why make it a photocopy of the original?

Everything that Keiko was doing in the movie that could or would have been done by Roxanne if we were still going via the original characterisation (Roxanne broke into an entire villain's lair right after Megamind took over the city but Keiko's the one with the bat???).

Megamind just spent a whole movie going on about how he didn't share the spotlight and it caused a rift with his oldest friend (again) but sure, we couldn't do this without you small child we just met an hour ago. Its pure audience surrogate and YoU CAn'T bE mEaN to CHiLdrEn! but it makes the pacing feel even more lopsided that this can be so rushed when the whole Minion thing (and not even touching on the whole Bernard issue) got all the attenion and sure we'll just shove this in as well.

(This is the part where I admit parentification of characters is a MASSIVE squick for me and anytime I read about people wanting to make Megamind and Roxanne Keiko's new parents it makes me want to throw up in my mouth.)

Also Exposition voicing the "I was bad but you showed me I didn't have to be" is sooooo not for me. One thing the original movie was extremely clever about was showing how privilege and wealth played a part in Megamind and Metro Man's eventual roles. Megamind wasn't just a bad guy, he was raised in a prison, totally othered, looked different to everyone else on the planet and sent to the naughty corner even when he tried to do things right. While Metro Man was a white western male fantasy who landed in the lap of luxury and even his bunker is a monument to himself.

This was totally discarded for the new movie and I think its the poorer for it, simply because it was such a SMART and SUBTLE thing that is actually relevant.

Again, for kids. Not aimed at me. But I still think it does a disservice to kids not addressing that whole very important aspect.

End result: It's been 14 years since we got any content and I will take it for what it is, a movie length pilot of Baby's First Megamind for a superior tv show. An opportunity for a thousand gifsets and Roxanne running somebody over with a firetruck. If you're watching to get something out of it you probably will. I will be writing 12394393487 fanfics about Megamind and Roxanne actually having to prove they are dating to the Doom Syndicate.

Megamind Rules

Definitely better quality than the movie (I'm not going to talk about the animation etc because frankly the answer should always be pay your animators better and give them more time).

LOVED Megamind just breaking into Roxanne's office. Nice to seee some things never change. LOVED the Bodyswap episode (again, so much fanfic). LOVE LOVE LOVED Megamind and Roxanne laying on the kitchen floor together. We did not get enough scenes of them alone together.

LOVED Christina Christo, tired adults just trying to get their jobs done is my JAM and CREAM and SCONES and I love her (also why I loved Roxanne in the original). Loved her and Minion hanging out in episode 5. They need to be buddies more.

LOVED Roxanne wanting metal tickets for Megamind, everything about them having a shared history and interests filled my heart with glee.

LOVED the shot of Roxanne aiming the degun, Mucho sexy.

Loved Roxanne and Lady Doppler havign a history. How come we got more about tha than we did Megamind and Roxanne?

LOVED Megamind and Roxanne bonding over old kidnappings.

Ep 3 was heaps of fun. Doctor Doughnut was silly yet joyful. and I appreciate the Go Fish gang appreciation of his evil laugh.

The move from news reporting to streaming is actually a reasonable thing to happen, but I wish they'd delved into it better from Roxanne's side of what the shift away from traditional reporting and media meant for her. Social media and news have changed A LOT since the original movie. Again its one of those rich seams that fanfic exists to delve into.

LOVED the cockroach episode, but a missed opportunity for YOU RAISED A CHILD (TWO CHILDREN!) IN JAIL HOW ABOUT WE EXPLORE THAT A LITTLE MAYBE??

I guess we just...have a giant Minion in the lake now?

LOVED the Doom Syndicate just hanging out. Lady Doppler is me, sitting on a bench drinking tea.

The cliffhanger is a cliffhanger because they wanted a cliffhanger. But so help me if Roxanne isn't working from the inside in the next 8 episodes I will riot.

Characters

Megamind. Learning to be a person is right. Every time he got to be one on one with another character he became more himself. Every time he was one on one with Roxanne I was riveted.

Roxanne. My girl! They sidelined the shit out of her in this series! Sure she went off and got herself top job (Megamind and Minion calling her "Your majesty" was for me specifically) but so much of what made her a fun character in the movie (complete lack of fear in the face of villainy, her banter with Megamind, her willingness to just break into a villain's secret lair to find shit out got pushed onto Keiko and it left Roxanne with nothing to do. I don't know what they're planning for the future but I could see Christina taking over as Mayor eventually and Roxanne joining the crime fighting crew.

I HATED every time they called her Roxie, that was set up as an unwelcome nickname in the movie so I don't know why they backflipped on it here. HOWEVER I am prepared to accept it on the basis it made Megamind saying "Roxanne" in episode 8 that much more impactful (though they still could have used Miss Ritchi).

Keiko. I love Keiko as a character? But I hate her role in the show. She's the audience surrogate and the "Kid Relatable" for the kids to latch onto and they had her Exposition Voice in the DS movie what was actually much more cleverly crafted and characterised in the original movie. As a person she's cool and I like having her in the show I just wish it wasn't at the expense of Roxanne. They could have kept her as streaming socials girl and still left the investigation/danger to Roxanne and it would also have meant more time to explore what the Megarox relationship could be building towards/developing from.

I cringed all the way through Keiko dealing with the Doom Syndicate because it was telegraphed from a mile away such a tropey Kid Approved plot. I LOATHE making the tension about characters who have fucked up needing to admit they fucked up when its way more impactful to have them fess up immediately and put all the tension into how to solve the problem.

Machiavillain. He looks like a cunty Barbie villain and I love that for him. I assume we have to be getting the other 8 episodes at SOME point because otherwise that's a lot of Adam Lambert for not a lot of payoff.

Minion/Chum. ALSO learning to be a person and I have always had a soft spot for him. Showing that he has about as much sense as Megamind is a delight.

Christina Christo. I love her and I love that she and Megamind are constantly arguing for Roxanne's affection. Probably my favourite new addition.

End result: It's very Studio Approved For Kids! Enjoyed the show a lot more than the movie length pilot. Needs more Roxanne. Needs 10000 more game nights with Minion's electroshock orgasm ball.

Megamind was and is a PARODY of the superhero genre, break more rules! Don't just plod through the studio approved plot points! Having the original movie be all adults was actually really refreshing because you could get a lot more out of subtle shit without having to spell it out. One of my biggest peeves and the cause of a lot of fanfic is why is shoving Megamind into the hero role any better than shoving him into the villain role? Let him go be a mad inventor without having to save the city! Let him be a crime fighting villain!

And finally, so help me if Roxanne isn't front and centre beside Megamind where she belongs in the next season I will start biting.

FUTURE FANFIC I AM LOOKING FORWARD TO READING/WRITING

All of the evil fake dating. Make them have to fooool the Doom Syndicate. Make Roxanne need to stay over. make it only one bed. Make kisses with Megamind where they haven't even talked about the Bernard thing yet and they are both so messed up about it. (Fun fact! I wrote a fic with this premise way back before the show was even announced.

We're still fooling the Doom Syndicate and oh no they want to help plan the wedding.

We're still fooling the Doom Syndicate and oh no now we're actually getting married.

Roxanne actually dealing with her issues after the movie and why and how she goes into campaigning for Mayor.

Megamind and Roxanne breaking in the mayoral office (obviously).

Filthy sexy bodyswap shenanigans

How did Roxanne figure out Megamind's ticklish spots?

10 thousand character driven Roxanne hanging in the Lair moments

10 thousand Megamind hanging on the couch in Roxanne's office moments

A highly charged Roxanne and Lady Doppler bitter evil exes interaction (just for you @ejga-ostja)

Doom Syndicate shared public workspace office. Or just some random person going in to use the printer and constantly getting dragged into lackeying for them.

Metro City Meme War

An actual introspection on the move away from traditional news media and how it impacts Roxanne's decision to seek a new career.

Christina and Roxanne eat doughnuts and bitch about municipal planning

A Christina POV watching Megamind and Roxanne flirt/have awkward moments/dance around the Thing via a crack in the office door

A Christina and some other person in city hall epsitolary fic told via emails reporting on Megarox developments to the person running the pool and slowly getting more invested in these morosexuals getting together.

Megamind coming to find Roxanne for game night and finding her sacked out on the couch because being Mayor is HARD and napping on the floor beside her because being a hero is hard too

An absolute fuckton of hypnosis kink

Roxanne using her mayoral powers to address the fact that Megamind and Minion were raised in a prison and NOT ON MY WATCH THERE WILL BE REPERCUSSIONS AND WE ARE GONNA ADDRESS SOME SHIT

#Megamind #Megamind rules #megamind vs the doom syndicate #bug thoughts #someone save my girl she doesn't deserve to be sidelined for a kid character #Keiko is fine she is just IN THE WAY #shoo child the adults need to have nasty sex on the control desk

[auteurdelabre]

Dare to Surrender (Series) Part 2

Pairing: Javier Pena x f!reader [no name/ physical description/no use of y/n]

Words: 5.9

A/N: This is porn with a dash of plot because my other story is angsty and stressin’ too many people out and I love me a good enemies to lovers story.

Its important for me to tell ya'll some important information that is relevant to this chapter. 1. Its possible to get pregnant from precum, and the pill is only 91% effective so ALWAYS WEAR A DAMN CONDOM IRL (unless you're tryin' for a baby) 2. If Javier Pena offers to go down on you, you fucking say yes and thank you. 3. Reviews make me write faster. (Can't explain it. Science, I guess.)

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Dare to Surrender / Chapter 2

The week that follows is a busy one. You barely see Peña in the office and that's actually a really good thing because after everything is said and done you're kind of embarrassed to see him.

You'd both gone into the challenge as two people trying to prove a point. But right now all you can think is that all being said and done you went down a co-worker and nearly got caught. 

There are other little embarrassments that go along with the first. 

Like the fact that Peña convinced you to do it at all. Or that you thought sucking him off would quiet the unexplained desire to sleep with him (it hasn't). Or that when you went home that night you came twice in quick succession with your fingers between your legs and the memory of "pretty girl" hummed in that low, cracking voice of his. 

So when he, you and Murphy are all gathered in the office at the same time later that next week you can't help but feel a little. . . Not quite yourself.  

Murphy is at your desk with you, passing back notes and photos while Peña has sequestered himself at his desk, his spine and broad shoulders faced towards you. 

Maybe you're not the only one with regrets. 

You throw yourself into the work, hoping that if you just focus on something professional that everything else will fade away into the back of your mind.

"And the file follow up from last week?" You ask looking at Murphy. You forbid yourself from glancing towards Peña as you reference the file and the day you went down on him. 

Steve shoots a look at Peña typing at his desk, jerking a thumb in his friend’s direction.

"You'll have to ask Peña. He took over for me that night."

You notice the way Javier is clearing his throat as he leans forward, pretending to focus on what he's writing. Since when was that true? Hadn't Javier been bragging about that "sure thing" date? 

You don't bother questioning it. Murphy is obviously mistaken and you don't feel like arguing. 

///

You go to have lunch, then head to the other agent’s office for a few hours to go over details of the latest raid with some of Carillo's men. You're deep in conversation with Ortiz about the satellite phone when a deep voice rumbles beside you. 

You glance over to see a tall man with dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He has a few days worth of stubble, but it really works for him. 

"Files for the raid you requested," he tells Oritz before his eyes fall on you. He extends a hand to shake and you do so gently, praying you don’t blush. 

"Agent Williams," he introduces himself, his light eyes trailing over your face. "You're the one working the Escobar case right? With Murphy and the... The one who goes to all the brothels?"

Reducing Javier to ‘the man who goes to all the brothels’ seems like an unfair maligning, but it's also not inaccurate. 

"Yeah, Murphy and Peña," you nod.

"Any advancement on the case?"

"Nothing I'd share with an agent I just met," you say quickly. While not inaccurate, you wish you had said it more flirtatiously. But agent Williams doesn't seem to mind, in fact he's grinning. 

"Understood," he chuckles before giving a small salute and striding from the desk.

You don't watch his muscled frame go, but upon later reflection heading back to your own office you kinda wish you had

///

"You know anything about agent Williams?" You ask Murphy later that day when it's just the two of you and your days after dwindling to a close. "Tall, blonde guy?'

Maybe his first fucking name? Why didn't you ask?

"I thought I was the tall, blonde guy," Murphy teases. You roll your eyes at him. "Why?" 

"Oh, I was just with Ortiz and he was there and I'd never seen him before. Just wondered if you knew anything about him." You keep the cool edge to you tone and are gratified when Murphy just shrugs.

"Nope. Never heard of him." 

Peña walks into the office just as Murphy is reaches for his jacket hanging on the back of his chair.  

"Think we might be getting closer to intercepting his satellite phone," you tell Murphy, watching him pull on his jacket. "Gonna stay a bit longer and finish these up. Might be in a bit late tomorrow." 

"You sure?" Murphy asks. 

"Yeah yeah," you wave him off, your eyes fixed on the papers. "It's better when I'm in the zone to just finish stuff off." 

"The zone?"

"Tennis term," you smirk. Murphy chuckles before turning his attention on Peña who has been unusually quiet today. 

"You still coming for a beer?" Murphy asks him. Peña is still sitting at his desk, looking strangely stiff. 

"Uh, actually not feeling so hot. Catch ya next time."

"Suit yourself."

Murphy heads out the door, whistling to himself (a habit he indulges in every time he leaves for the day) and you go back to your notes. You're so invested you barely remember Peña’s there until his low voice reaches out to you from across the room. 

"How late you planning on working?"

You lift your gaze from the desk to see him facing you now, his typewriter in front of him. He's typing something, his fingers working lazily over the keys as he stares at you. You life one eyebrow curiously.  

"I thought you weren't feeling well, Peña."

Peña doesn't reply to this. You tilt your head, appraising him as he looks back at whatever he’s typing.

"Murphy seems to think that you were here in the office the other night."

Javier hums a reply, his fingers typing slowly. But you don't miss the small pull at the corner of his mouth. 

"But that couldn't have been you," you say affecting clear confusion. "Because you had a date that night, right? The sure thing?"

Javier gives a playful shrug of one shoulder. "Not completely... Real."

"You actually lied about having a date?"

"Yep."

"Why would you do that?"

"To hurry the bet along."

You gape at him and now he's just grinning over at you, tilting back in his chair. 

"Worked didn't it?"

You shouldn't laugh but a sharp one escapes from you before you can suppress it, followed quickly by another one. The unflinching honesty from the sloe-eyed man across from you makes you laugh hard. 

He chuckles back at you, his head tilting a bit as he watches you laugh. You lean back in your chair feeling strangely relaxed with Peña for the first time since you started working together. 

This relaxation is immediately replaced with a coiled tension the second you watch him rise up from his desk and wander over to yours. His hip tilts there and you glance up to see his gaze is heated. 

"Should we see who wins the bet now, osita?"

"Here?" You say looking at the empty office. "Right now?"

"Yeah."

His voice is honey over gravel. If you had any doubts about his sincerity, the look in his eyes and the bulge in his jeans have you convinced. 

"But last time-"

"It's late. Barely anyone here and I'll lock the door."

He strides from your desk and does just that before you can reply. You watch his shoulders move as he does this, making it impossible not to appreciate how tight his shirt is. It’s straining over the shoulders. And now he’s leaning back against the door and staring at you with that same, flirtatious look he gets with the secretary’s. 

"Well?"

Why not? Why not experience him?

So much of your life is spent on rules and regulations. So much on regret of missed opportunities.  It’s not awkward between you two right now, so it stands to reason that things won’t be awkward after you fuck.

You tell yourself this as you come to a stand, your heart beating in your ears so loudly you think you must shout your next words at him.

"I don't know Peña," you tease, feeling strangely at ease as you pull yourself up onto the lip of your own desk. Your feet dangle over the edge. "You were pretty close to losing last time. You really wanna try again so soon?"

Javier smirks, his pelvis leading the way as he approaches you, coming to stand in between the v of your legs. You look up at him in a way you hope is seductive before slipping your palms down over the tops of your legs, your hands hooking the hem of your skirt and sliding up back up to your hips. Satisfied you lean back on your palms and spread your thighs just wide enough for him to see exactly what you want him to. 

You don't miss how his dark eyes go there, inhaling gently at the sight of your panties. His broad palms fly to the top of your thighs, gliding up and along towards your hips. His dark eyes skip back to your face.

" I feel better prepared after last time.” 

You say nothing to this and he moves his right hand under your skirt, tracing the seam of your cunt through the fabric. It feels good. Impossibly good considering he's barely touched you. But you will yourself not to move.

"You better be," you say with a voice much more confident then you actually feel. "I need an actual challenge otherwise when I win it won't feel like I really earned it." 

Javier's eyes are glittering. Up this close you can see them twinkling before he smiles by way of reply.

His finger curls along the gusset of your damp panties, dragging them down your knees. Javier glances down, seeing the soaked cotton and smirking back up at you. 

"Afraid you've given yourself away," Javier teases. 

"Don't flatter yourself," you breathe shakily. "Been like that all day. There's a sexy new agent I met earlier today." 

Javier laughs, actually laughs out loud at this. He shakes his head before his hands are on your knees. His foot hooks the wheel of your rolling chair, pulling it under him. There he settles between your legs, hands on your legs and looks to you.

"Lean back."

The smirk dies on your lips.

"No," you tell him abruptly, realizing exactly where this is going.

Payback.

You slam your knees together because you know that if Peña goes down on you it's game over. You'll lose. Because if the rumors from the embassy secretarial pools are to be believed, Javier Peña's tongue isn't just sharp, it's fucking talented. 

He looks confused. "You sucked my cock."

"Uh huh."

"So, I get to taste your pussy," Javier demands, trying again to part your thighs for him. You keep your knees shut tightly, denying him. 

"No."

"Fucking cheat," Javier says almost pouting, but there's a small lift at the corner of his mouth as if he can't believe you two are arguing about whether or not he gets to perform cunnilingus.

"I'm not cheating."

"How is that fair, then?"

"You didn't have to let me go down on you," you reason. 

"But you did."

"You let me. I'm not letting you go down on me."

There's a beat in which Javier blinks up at you before he responds with a small shrug, as if this deviation means nothing.

"Fine." 

He's standing again, towering over you still seated on the desk. He kicks the chair away, it rolls clattering into Murphy's desk. Then his hands are palm down on the table on either side of your thighs and he just stares at you. His eyes travel from your eyes to the curve of your mouth and then slope back to your eyes. 

You feel your nipples tightening under your blouse just at the way he's looking at you. Why did he pick today to do this? You're so fucking horny today. 

 His eyes are closing and his mouth is pressing against yours until you jerk back, swallowing. 

"No kissing."

Javier immediately looks put out. "Last time-"

"Was the first time," you finish for him. "Getting the kinks out. Kissing isn't necessary."

"All these fucking rules," Javier sighs, looking at your mouth. You take a moment to see he's still hard there in his jeans. 

There's still hope. Your hand goes to his chest, sliding down the buttons of his shirt until you reach his belt buckle. 

"C'mon now," you urge him. "Hurry up and lose."

Javier is annoyingly calm as you undo his belt and jeans. You reach inside to grip him, your mouth parting in response to his doing the same. 

He feels good in your palm, warm and thick. You slide your hand over his shaft, disappointed to only see a twitch in his cheek in response. He's focusing on you right now, his eyes on your mouth and then back to your rapidly un-focusing eyes. 

As you gently trace the head of his cock with your thumb he keeps your gaze locked with his. His eyes are like dark tunnels, pulling you in as he raises his fingers to your mouth. Without thinking your mouth parts further for him, eliciting a small crooked smirk from the agent across from you.

His fore and middle finger slip smoothly between your still parted mouth, slowly inching themselves over your tongue. There they rest, salty and heavy and waiting.  

"Suck," he orders gently. 

You want to refuse at first but realize that you've already denied him twice. You need to participate in some way otherwise you're being a spoilsport. And so you allow your tongue to travel along the thick slopes of his fingers before gently sucking. 

"Mhmmm ... Just like that."

Javier watches your lips close around his fingers, sucking obediently as you stroke his cock and feels himself twitch in your grasp. But then he shifts, urging his fingers deeper into your mouth and you drop his cock, your hand flying to his shoulders for purchase. 

You look good like that, Javier decides. You look impossibly fucking good sucking on his fingers while gazing at him with that dreamy, unfocused look.  

It seems almost a shame to pull them from between your wet mouth, but he does, pushing them against your full lower lip before dragging them away. 

///

You watch as his fingers coated in your saliva disappear under your skirt. 

You jolt when those two fingers splay around your clit, building you up. Your hips urge themselves forward into his hand, the rest of you trying to stay stationary.  

Without thinking Javier's mouth moves over yours and your rules about no kissing are forgotten. His mouth is lush against yours, and as his finger begins to curl inside you, his tongue slips into your mouth. 

Fuck he kisses well.

Your head cranes backwards at the force of his kiss, overwhelming you as his finger begins to curl and coax slowly within you. When he adds a second slick finger to mimic the first and the kissing deepens you catch yourself. 

You're entire sex is in Peña palm as his fingers fuck you. Your straining there, urging him to go faster, you're thighs spreading obscenely for him. His one free hand is balanced on the desk beside your hip. 

Snap out of it!

"Quit it," you manage, breaking your mouth from his. "We said no kissing."

///

"You said no kissing," Javier corrects you, watching as you move back from him. He looks momentarily irritated before he takes in how flustered you look. 

You were getting close. 

A self satisfied smirk crosses his features. He hadn't even been trying all that hard but you'd been so responsive. And fuck he likes kissing you. Your lips are so plaint against his, so eager to open and taste him. 

Peña moves his broad hands to your hips and he tilts you to the edge of the desk. You ask what he's doing but he ignores you, urging one of your knees to crook, your heel placed on the edge of your desk, opening yourself in to him.  

You're so deliciously wet and Peña is still irritated that you won't let him taste you. 

Yet.

He convinces himself of this. Not yet.

There will be a chance, a time that he will.

He can be patient. 

///

Peña's cock is twitching eagerly and he lines himself up against your entrance.

He's so close, so fucking close to your cunt you feel yourself panting in eager yet frustrated anticipation when he just rests there, stroking himself slowly. 

"You still want this?" he asks in a deep rumble. The sentence isn't even out of his mouth before you're nodding. 

"Yes."

Peña hides the delighted smile from his features, worried if you see it you'll think he's laughing at you. He shifts closer, his hand guiding his cock to nudge at your entrance. 

"Watch," he tells you softly. 

You don't know why but you feel hypnotized into obeying him. He slips just the head of his cock inside, testing you, making sure you can take him. 

You can. You can and you want more because you nod sharply, shifting your hips.  

Greedy for my cock, he things with satisfaction. Good. 

As you sit there, taking him into you inch by inch with your flushed cheeks and damp mouth, Javier stares at you. His eyes never leave your face.

His pants are hung low on his hips, the only part of him exposed is his cock. You too are fully dressed, your desperate pussy the only secret part he can see. His belt buckle makes the odd clinking noise, but other than that is just the sound of Bogotá traffic outside and the increasing whimpering and groaning from the two of you fucking in your office. 

Your eyes are half lidded, watching as his thick cock pushes achingly slowly into your pussy, sheathing him to the brim before slowly dragging out glistening, leaving only the head for your pussy to flutter around. 

You whimper when he does it again, your eyes shuttering but never closing. Javier's broad hand spans over your lower back, guiding your hips to his, urging you to take him deeper.

"Feel good?" Peña murmurs, smiling to himself.  He feels your hand snake along his shoulder, holding his collar for purchase. "This cock making you feel good, pretty girl?"

He feels you tighten around him as the name slips from him. Pretty girl. You are pretty. What could be prettier than you exposed to him on your desk, taking his cock like you were made for it? But there’s something there in the blush at your cheekbones, the way you bite your lip when the nickname is spoken.

“Pretty girl,” he coos again, testing it. Again he feels your pussy twitch, pulling him deeper.

Bingo.

He sees the way you’re screwing your eyes shut, trying to turn off the arousal you’re feeling. Are you really that desperate for him to do your paperwork that you won’t allow yourself a chance to enjoy this?

"Stop fighting it," Javier murmurs, coming to kiss away lines of your furrowed brow as you internally battle yourself.

Javier knows that this isn't fucking. That this slow languid dance feels much more intimate than that. He can't help it though, his brain yells at him to move faster, to fuck you deeper, but he's completely enraptured with this moment. Wrapped up not only in how beautifully you take his him, but by the dueling emotions crossing your face as you do.

The first is the obvious frustration you feel at how good his length fills you. The sharp drag of your brows pronounced as you take him deeper. 

Open desire is the second. It makes your jaw hang loose and your eyes flutter as you whimper.

"Beautiful," Javier murmurs without thinking. 

///

He's called you osita and pretty girl. But never beautiful. Beautiful is what you say to someone when you like them or you want to seduce them. 

You realize his strategy now. He's trying to seduce your mind as well as body. Have you convinced that he wants all of you. 

Your eyes slide open, emboldened by this. Peña is staring at you with a dreamy look that makes your heart jump a moment. The look disappears when your hands curve around his ass, still covered in that tight pair of jeans. 

You pull his cock deep into you, not wanting this slow dance of seduction. You begin to thrust your hips against him shallowly and you can see the fire licking the edges of his pupils. 

His movements increase, hips circling and then hitting you deep. You make a small noise halfway between a groan and a whimper. 

As if remembering himself Peña pulls back and out of you slowly. You watch as he reaches into his jeans pocket, pulling out the condom. You watch him rip the foil open with his teeth, sliding the rubber over his cock swiftly, all the while never looking away from you. 

You realize something has to change. This is too easy, he's gonna win because part of Javier Pena’s seduction is just in how he looks. Not just his handsome face with his plump mouth and strong features, but that heated way his eyes pin you, making you squirm. 

You gently push him by the shoulders, surprising him. He's about to say something when you slide off your desk and twist against him, bending over the desk. 

"What are you-"

He stops talking when you raise your skirt to your waist, tilting and arching forward so that he see how you glisten for him. You stretch your arms to either side of the desk the width of your wingspan and grip the edges of the desk.

You arch again, presenting your wet and swollen cunt to him. 

"It's yours for tonight and only tonight, Peña," you say with a pounding heart. "Fuck it how you want."

Your eyes are shut and the desk is so cool against your cheek. Already you feel some of the self control you'd lost returning to you. Without Javier's eyes burning into yours you can finally breathe.  

///

Javier takes in the sight of you bent over your desk wearing nothing on your bottom half except your black high heels and tries his best to hold in a groan. 

Fuck this is . . . a dream.

Something from a magazine he read as a teenager. A wanton woman begging to be fucked over a desk. This can’t be real.

You crane your neck when he doesn't touch you right away, worry covering your features.

"Did you want to stop?"

Your voice is so soft, so nervous. Javier can see the concern there in your wide eyes. Why does that turn him on? 

"No," Javier shakes his head, coming to marvel at the smooth skin of your lower back as he pushes the skirt higher, the strength of your ass flexing back into his hands as he comes to grip handfuls of it, exposing more of you .

"Can't stop now," he assures you before he curls over you, watching your eyes close, your cheek pressed against the desk. 

You're beautiful like that. Your body just there, serenely waiting for him. He gently nudges your feet a bit further apart to accommodate him. 

His fingers dance along the back of your thighs before he grips himself, aligning himself with your dripping cunt and pressing forward. 

At this angle it feels like pure fucking bliss. The kind of bliss that has you shuddering with every inch he gives you. 

"Jesus;" you cry out, your hands firmly gripping the sides of the table after one particularly deep thrust where you’re convinced his cock kisses your cervix. Peña smirks down at you before his hand comes to loosely press along your lower back, holding you there in place. 

"I told you I'd make you feel good," Javier tells you gently. "Come for me. Just give me the first one and I'll fuck you until you can't walk. Just surrender."

///

Surrender?

Like hell. 

You are not losing this.

You are not going to give Javier Peña have yet another thing to hold over you. With that one word uttered from him you remember why you agreed to this in the first place. 

"C'mon," he tells you through grunts above you. "Come for me right now and then let me fuck you properly. No rules."

No rules. Going down on you. Kissing you as he fucks you. Wouldn't that feel so good? Just letting Peña do this and just letting go? He could fill you so well. 

You stop these traitorous thoughts with a growl. 

You know how to win.

"I think you're gonna come, Peña" you whisper back, glancing up at him over your shoulder. "Take off the condom.”

Peña's eyes blow wide and you feel the stutter of his hips. "W-what?"

"Take off the condom," you repeat, turning your cheek back to press against the desk. "I wanna feel all of you."

You hold in a laugh as he physically moves away, pulling back and out from your cunt all flustered. He's sure he hasn't heard you right but he really hopes he has. 

"You're not serious."

"I am."

You nod your cheek flush with the cool table. You arch your back, presenting your glistening folds to him once more. 

Javier feels a whimper rip from him which he muffles as a cough. You're cheek is on the desk, your hips raised and your cunt fucking begging for him. 

How can he refuse? 

"I don't wanna be a dad," he ventures. "Not yet-"

"You honestly think I want to raise a kid with you?" you snarl, the veil of you act temporarily lifted as you glare at him in irritation. "I'm on the pill."

There are a few minutes of silence in which you wonder if you've gone too far. 

And then you hear the sound of the condom being rolled off and disposed of and his hands are coming to land back on the small of your back, holding you in place.

You hold in a secret smile as you feel the head of his cock coming back to trail between the seam of your cunt once more. 

"You're on the pill," Javier repeats in a trance as his hips thrust forward and his cock begins to fill you again.

You can't help but let out a small moan at the sensation. It feels pretty damn good. With the condom off you can feel every ridge of him, silken and warm.

His hand moves to the back of your neck, pinning you down and now his hips snap sharply against yours. 

"I want to fuck me deep," you purr, your eyes twisting to meet his over your shoulder. "Can you do that Peña?"

You hear Javier murmur something in Spanish. It sounds ragged and desperate. You hold in a smirk. 

"You gonna come in me, Peña?" You ask, your eyes glittering as you watch him falling apart. "Gonna fill me up?"

You part your legs further, arching so he can hit you deeper. Javier is panting at this, his hips slapping against yours obscenely and he's staring at you as if you're a stranger to him. 

"You're fucking filthy. Letting me fuck you bare."

Peña goes to say something more acerbic but then you shift back against him, arching as he hits that sweet spot. 

Fuck.

His lower belly tenses and his hips stutter. He needs to pace himself. You’re taking this bet seriously and so now he will too. And your cunt has already given away a valuable piece of information – you like when he talks.

His hips slow, pressing into you deeper and languidly. His hand comes back to cup your sex, his finger curling against your clit. 

"Gonna make you see stars," he rasps against your jaw, curling over your body. "Gonna fuck you how you need, pretty girl.”

This isn't what you want. You need him fucking you hard and fast so he'll come. Right now his movements are slow and sensual, almost tender. 

He tilts you up, the front of your thighs braced against the desk. One arm is over your chest, holding you to his front, his fingers along the base of your throat. His other fingers rub and curl around your throbbing clit as he fucks you deep and slow from behind. 

You feel it. That deep shudder that starts in your core. The one that once it spreads will spell victory for Peña and a loss for you. You panic, throwing yourself forward. 

He lets out a low groan as you curve on the desk, your head tilting as you look up into his face over your shoulder. He makes a soft choking noise when your eyes meet because you’re jerking there below him, your ass shaking enticingly wither every thrust he gives you. 

"I need it faster," you moan slowly urging him deeper. "Please, baby?"

Baby.

Javier has never had you use a term of endearment for him before. Never heard you use a pet name for anyone, ever. You've told him you find them demeaning for both parties. So at the husky sound of it coming from you as he fucks you against the desk, with your eyes half lidded and stuck on him, he feels himself unravel completely. 

His forehead drops between your shoulder blades and he lets out pained moan as he urges himself deeper. 

"You want my come?" he groans savagely. "Gonna fill this sweet cunt right up."

Perfect.

"Gonna have me leaking out of you," Peña promises , pressing you harshly into the wood grain of the table with his hands as he pants and thrusts. "You want that? Huh? You want me marking you with my come?"

Oh shit. That was kinda hot.

"I bet you do," Javier continues, emboldened by your silence. "Bet you secretly love getting fucked like this on your desk. You pretend like you didn't want this but the way your cunt is gripping me tells me everything I need to know, pretty girl."

Uh oh. 

His fingers have flown back to your clit and is teasing forth more pleasure there. The desk creaks as he ruts his hips against yours, tilting you to get you at the perfect angle. The sounds your bodies make each time they collide is obscene.

No. Fuck. Stop. Think of something. Paperwork or cocaine or Murphy’s legs in shorts-

But you can't. When you close your eyes all you can think of is Javier Peña. His dark eyes and his lean neck and his fucking shoulders in those shirts he wears. They're always strained in arms, showing off his biceps and fuck, does his ass have to look so good in those jeans? 

Stop it. He's going to win.

“Gonna fuck you right, Osita," Javier groans raggedly. “So every time you sit at this desk you remember how good my cock felt filling you up."

Fuck he's right. Why didn't you think of that?

"And when you do, you're gonna get wet right there in the middle of work," Javier continues painting this scene with his deep baritone as he fucks you. "But don't worry. You come get me when you do and I'll make you feel good all over again."

You think that you're done for, your thighs already trembling when the overconfident Javier shows his hand.

"Call me baby again."

You're taking him deep, your jaw slackened when he says this. You're not sure you heard him right.

"Call me baby again," Javier repeats in a rough whisper when you don't reply. His thrusting increases in tempo. You hold in a secret smile. 

Gotcha.

"Please baby," you breathe. 

"Look at me when you say it."

You don't want to look at Javier right now. You're afraid if you see him unkempt and needy it’s going to be your undoing. But you steel yourself and acquiesce, willing yourself not to notice the flush on his cheeks or the way his dark hair is falling into his eyes. 

"Please," you breathe raggedly, looking between his eyes instead of into them. "Please fill me up, baby. I need it."

"Where do you need it, pretty girl?" Javier asks between thrusts. Even though he knows your answer he wants to hear it.

"Inside," you say with a shiver. "Come inside. Deep.”

His hand is wrapped loosely on the back of your neck, holding you in place for purchase. His hips are starting to jerk unevenly and now the desk is starting to squeak with how fast he's sliding into you. 

"Gonna come deep for you," Javier insists through clenched teeth. "'Cuz you take me so fucking well."

You moan lowly, feeling his hips snap against you, his fingers still dancing along your clit. You have to hold out longer than him. He just has to come first. You arch yourself back into him, feeling him bottom out inside you.

"Knew... Knew you wanted it this whole time," Peña is cunt drunk, his words have a slur as he tilts his head to better watch his cock thrusting in and out of your swollen pussy. "Knew I'd make you feel ... Feel so fucking good."

"So good," you coo as his thrusts become increasingly erratic. "Just surrender to it, come for me, baby."

He comes with a shuddering roar, his hands gripping your hips so harshly you can already feel the bruises starting. You feel him start to spill into you, painting you from the inside and you bite back the orgasm that's been teetering on the edge. 

You need to win. But fuck you can't stop. Your hips jerk against him, his positioning cock going just at the right angle as he climaxes and then fuck, you do see stars. 

You come but you do it silently, biting into your lower lip so harshly you draw blood. You rock your body slowly coming down from that high with a shudder. You feel boneless, sagging on the table, your eyes closed as you breathe.

He doesn’t know. He doesn’t know.  

Javier’s forehead is between your shoulder blades and he's panting heavily. You can feel yourself full of him, wincing when he gently pulls out, placing a kiss to your spine. He pulls your skirt down, smoothing it over the swell of your ass.

"Well osita," he says with an amused rumble. "You seem more relaxed."

Don’t let him know.

"Course I am," you say victoriously. "I just won our bet."

"Did you?" Peña laughs faintly, zipping himself back up as he stares down at you. "Because last time I checked I just fucked you bareback and got you to call me baby. All in all feels like a victory to me."

"A pretty hollow one," you surmise as you pull away from him.

"You're really claiming that you won," Peña says in a voice of soft awe. 

"You came, I didn't so I won," you say beaming. "Thanks for playing, sorry you lost. I'll be sure to leave my paperwork on your desk first thing."

You don't even give him time to reply.

You're already dressed and heading out the door. 

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[thedisdainfullysilentvisitor]

I feel like I'm peter parker's newspaper boss with the logging off computer vine. Every time I think we're done, there's no more new Kathony, something NEW pops RIGHT TF UP on my timeline when I haven't EVEN had COFFEE YET

#Kathony #Bridgerton S3 #first it's the kiss right in the middle of the dance floor #that we all wanted but assumed we wouldn't get #then there's a beginning of a heated makeout session #that's probably going to end in sex on Kate's desk #whether or not we see that part is debatable #Sometimes I love surprises #Kate and Anthony #Kathani and anthony #Kathani Bridgerton #Anthony Bridgerton #although what makeout session of theirs hasn't been heated #they're feral and will be until they have no joints left

[puphoods]

LESBIAN SEX

#NOWWWWWW #chirps #slamming my fist on my desk smoking a FAT cigar i need sweaty dyke sex on my desk by TONIGHT!!!!!!!!

[mothidocandart]

as an asexual person who is constantly questioning their asexuality, I occasionally make OC’s whose only purpose is to have extreme sexual tension. However the moment I start assigning actual personalities to these characters, I realize that them having sex makes no sense, and am forced to make yet more OC’s for the purpose previously described. But then-

#It also doesn’t help that I can’t write smut because I fall asleep every time #try and get me to write a sex scene and you’ll find me dozing on my desk in 10 seconds #it’s a cycle #How am I supposed to explore the tenets of my sexuality in conditions like these #asexual #asexuality #questioning ace

[willowcrowned]

yeah like. if Roy and riza get married it’s half fake marriage to trap each other in misery self harm style and half being genuinely in love. insane of them

no exactly because they don't love each other really and they don't even hate each other really (except for the ways they do) they just. are each other. you don't love your liver or your heart or your lungs they're just a part of you. and they're just a part of each other. but they should never ever get married

#i think like. what it really comes down to is marriage for them being wrapped up in Ideas and Wants #and that's not something the other person is ever going to be equipped to provide #i do think roy—raised in a brothel—does have secret dirty fantasies about being a man with a desk job #and a pretty little wife to come home to and have missionary sex with who tells him everything he did was good and justified #and that he just loves his country #and i think riza conversely has these wants—that she would never admit to herself #because she's just not the sort of person to ever think about it long enough to ever be able to articulate it #and I think those wants comprise a handsome dark haired husband and children to love quietly and fully #and a new apartment that she's constantly renovating and keeping absolutely tidy (nothing like the home she grew up in) #and in this fantasy she was never a soldier—just a secretary maybe—and her husband is an artist #and anyways. what it all comes down to for both of them. is that the other person can't ever be who they'd want to be married to #and they can't ever be the sort of person that someone would marry #and they'd make themselves utterly miserable trying to do it anyways #fmab #asks #anon #roy mustang #riza hawkeye

[musicmattersmedia]

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