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roturo · 10 months

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CRY FOR ME -dick grayson x f!reader

① NEW REQUEST FROM ANONYMOUS!: sex pollen, old lovers meet again.

→ summary: He loves you, he really does, but he left you. Months wondering why he did that had you crying for him, never ending the never-ending cycle of the abandoned by Dick Grayson wasn't in your to-do list. It's time to hit him with a smile, rather than a goodbye that would leave him wondering.

→ warnings: SMUT, angst, sex pollen, mating press, breeding kink, marking, fingering & oral (f receiving), mutlipes orgasms, overstimulation, mention of weight loss (but it's never specified how much or the weight of the reader exactly, neither a body type), hero into villain!reader, med student!reader, mentions of kory and dick being together but never in a relationship, reader is friends with harley quinn, reader was part of the og titans.

A/N: I'm really proud of this one, might even do pt2 if it gets support. -Words: 3.4k

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¨And you know what I hate most of all that shit he put me through?, He-¨

¨Can you please stop talking about Dick Y/N? It's been MONTHS, damn it! almost a year! You're driving me nuts! I'm not even Dick's ex, or friend and I already hate him as much as you do. So let's move on.¨

¨You don't understand, I was a good girlfriend! Shit! I even became a hero for him! Now look where we are.¨

Harley laughs at your remark of how the tables have turned.

Both of you were sitting at the top of a building eating some ice-cream, which Harley insisted on steal from a random kid on the street, after robbing some random store she liked a collar from, you were now looking at how police officers where trying to look for a culpable of this crime.

It's been 11 months and 5 days since Dick broke up with you. You couldn't AND still don't understand why he did it, both of you were fine one day and the next one he decided, 'oh how could I destroy the woman of my dreams heart?, I know how! What if I tell her I don't need her anymore in my life and she's useless! then some months later fuck some fire princess and act like i'm a new person with this new suit and name! oh! also, re-do the titans! when my ex helped me do the og ones, helped when the fell apart but she's useless anyways!'

To say you weren't deep down for him, would be a lie. You don't know how he could keep laughing everyday knowing how his little trauma ass dumped you like trash. Well, if you're being honest he doesn't have a small ass, but that doesn't matter.

¨Aw, I want more ice-cream¨ Coming back to earth after some deep thoughts, Harley grabbed you by the wrists in order to change up and start looking some restaurant for dinner.

After changing clothes and Harley talking about how obsessed she´s with the Joker, you couldn't quite blame her, both of you were finally walking on the street, laughing at some random inside joke both of you had.

¨Huh.¨ Your phone started ringing and you could swear if it wasn't cold enough to freeze you up, the call was. ¨Who is it?¨ Harley asked, sneaking through your shoulder.

¨OH! Donna?, the cute girl you talked about?¨

¨Shhh, let me attend this call... Hello? Donna?¨

¨Y/N, um- hello! How are you? It's been what? one year since we don't talk?¨ ¨I'm... fine. How about you?¨

You were quite confused for this call, on the outside you're calm, but inside, you're freaking out.

¨I'm good, it's nice to hear you're doing fine!¨ ¨Thank you Donna, but I know you just don't call to ask how i'm doing, what's wrong?¨ ¨Oh well, you quite know me well Y/N, i'm sorry it seemed that way, but you're like the only person I know who could help us with some medical issues, you know? So I wanted to ask you if you could come and help us to deal with Conner, and maybe stay some days...? i'll explain you who he is and all of that later.¨ ¨Donna, you know i'm not longer on the me-¨

Harley pinched you in the arm, trying to talk but you were faster. ¨Ow Harley! Stop it!¨ You told your best friend in a whisper so Donna couldn't hear the both of you, also covering the microphone of your phone, for... extra precautions.

¨You don't understand! This is an awesome opportunity! You're going undercover in the titans tower! Imagine how crazy Jack (Jocker) would be! Say yes!¨

Thinking it for a few seconds, she was right, you could get some important information from them, it was indeed, an awesome plan.

¨Who knows, you might also see bird-boy again!¨ She said raising her eyebrows in a teasing way making you roll your eyes.

¨Y/N? Are you still there?¨

¨Yes, when do you need me to be there?¨

¨Erm... now if it's possible¨

You were now unpacking your suitcase, Donna told you to pack for at least a month, isn't that incredible?

You haven't come across any of the other titans, beside, Donna, Dawn, Gar, Rachel, Jason and Rose... Quite interesting team.

You didn't introduced well to the kids since you were in a hurry to enter your temporary room and not ran into someone else...

While you were unpacking your old tools Wayne gave you while you were their medical support 'hero' maybe also because you were a med student, you still helped with fights, bruises and hits.

You found the 'special' bandages you had for Dick, since the 'normal ones weren't soft enough for his bruises' a small smile appeared on your face at those old memories.

Now unpacking your clothes, you found three special lingerie underwear with a note from Harley:

'Just in case you have some fun ;)

xx Harley~'

The note made you roll your eyes but you couldn't deny it brighten your mood, throwing away the not and putting aside the 'Harley present', you continued unpacking your clothes, you brought in a separate case for your suit, just in case.

¨Y/N! Can you come here?¨

¨Coming!¨ maybe you could order the clothes other time.

When you entered the living room, the kids were no longer there, except Jason.

They started explaining you what happened between Deathstroke and what they know about Conner, you were paying attention to know what you're dealing with, you haven't even realize Dick came in sight until Dawn mentioned it.

But Dick didn't came alone, he was next fire princess which you couldn't care less to investigate her name when you found out about Dick meeting her.

¨Oh Dick! We brought Y/N so she could help us with Conner, since we don't have anyone else who knows about this weird medical stuff.¨ They know what happened between you two, and they still decided to ask for your help knowing he's going to be here.

You stood up from the sofa, eyes locking with his, you couldn't longer see the coldness in his eyes, but there wasn't warm either, you couldn't quite decipher what he's feeling.

¨Kory¨ She gave you her hand at which you responded with your name and doing the same. You locked eyes with her for a brief moment, a small smirk appeared in your face but disappeared once the greeting finished.

¨Y/N.¨ You locked eyes with him, a tension only the two of you could feel. You were different, much prettier, you lose some weight too, blame it on the break-up depression, but you were shining.

¨Grayson.¨ Hearing you say his last name instead of his name he could feel a small part of him getting shattered inside him, you changed.

After checking on Conner and taking some notes, it was finally night time, you were eating some cereal, knowing more about Gar and Rachel, Kory, Dawn, Donna and Robin were dressed up with their suits.

¨We have some issues to deal tonight with another troublemaker, nothing serious though, just a one night problem.¨ Dick announced while getting ready to go out.

¨Y/N, you should come! Maybe warm out a little like the old times." Dawn invited you, how nice of her, only if she knew you were also a troublemaker.

¨No thank you, i'm only here for medical support.¨ You gave her a small smile and said your goonights.

Some knocking in your door woke you up, it only passes one hour since you went asleep and they're already annoying you, first day!

¨Y/N? Are you awake?¨ You heard Dawn saying though the door.

¨Mmh¨ You replied.

¨We need you, it's Dick.¨

Even more annoying.

You walked next Dawn through the halls until you finally came into Dick´s room. Inside they were Donna and Kory, clearly concerned about his well being.

His behavior seemed, weird, there wasn’t any bruises or cuts, not even blood. He was just twisting in pain on his bed. You stepped closer to him, and got your hand on top of his forehead at which he only whined, that scared you, since it sounded more like a moan than a whine. He was hot, sweating and moving a lot.

You had your suspicions what this could be, but you needed to confirm it, this can't be real.

¨Can you please... tell me with which villain you fought with?¨

¨Ivy¨ Donna said.

Shit.

¨I need to make a call¨ you quickly said running out of the room.

¨Surprise, surprise!¨ Harley said in her taunting tone. ¨Oh my god Harley, I can't believe you.¨ ¨Well, you know a girl needs to help her best friend, so... I called another friend and voilà!¨ ¨What am I supposed to do? I don't have the fucking cure for sex pollen Harley! I owe you one, can't believe Ivy did this for me.¨ ¨You just said it, sex. C´mon Y/N!, it's your moment to play with him! He had you like a sad girl, why don't turn her into a mad girl? Make him cry for you. Break his heart like he did with you.

You ended the call, and just in time, Kory came. ¨Y/N, we need you Dick keeps talking about you and rambling about some stupid things.¨ You could sense a strange behavior from her, like if she just discovered something big.

Watching Dick twisting in pain and saying your name in just some black briefs felt good. You can't lie to yourself Harley was right.

¨It's sex pollen¨ You admitted.

¨And what's the cure? Do you have it? That's why you made the call?¨ Donna asked.

¨No, the only cure for it it's well... sex. The pollen might last for at-least 3 days or even a week, symptoms are well... extremely high sex-drive, dehydration, high temperatures, and... I think that's all.¨

Donna chuckled at what happened to Dick, ¨Let's go girls, let's leave this to Kory.¨ Dawn just laughed at a very shocked and blushed Kory, ¨Don't be like that Donna, Kory and Dick haven't confirmed anything yet.¨ You felt your jaw clenching, but decided to act calm, and when all of you were almost leaving, you were stopped.

¨No. I want her.¨ Dick said, pointing towards you. All of you stayed quiet at the sudden confession. You were shocked to say at least, blood rushing to your cheeks, you were about to leave that damn room until you remembered what Harley said.

Cry for me.

Donna grabbed your shoulder, looking at you. ¨You don't have to do this if you're uncomfortable.¨

¨No. It's okay, i'm in.¨

After mentally preparing yourself, bringing some water bottles into the room, they left you alone with him.

You sat next to him on his bed, memories came back flying around the both of you.

¨Look, I know that-¨ He completely cut you off when he started kissing you, making you lay down on the bed, you left a small moan when he broke the kiss for a moment.¨Oh my god, you don't know how much I wanted to kiss you again.¨

Did he missed you? Every question that came to your mind was easily erased when he started kissing and sucking your neck while unbuckling your jeans and taking them down with your underwear, he pulled apart to admire the bruises he left, he grabbed your panties and threw them to his nightstand.

He started kissing your thighs, making small pauses on each to make sure he's marking you as his again. Every time he went higher until he gave a small peck on your clit. ¨I can't wait to taste you sweetheart.¨ There it is... the nickname.

He got your legs over his shoulders and gave a testing long lick on your pussy, teasing your hole. At which he started sucking your clit once he heard the high pitched moan you did when he teases your hole.

His started spelling his name with his tongue on your pussy at which it only made you hornier, suddenly he inserted his index finger inside you. Dick sped up, fingers now flicking in and out of you at light speed, nose pressed into your clit, and before you knew it you were cumming, shuddering on his mouth, crying out his name. Quickly he took all the remaining clothes from you and him, now both of you completely naked for each-other.

He was rock hard. No, scratch that, his cock looked like it was made of fucking ruby. Red and painful and already half-soaked with pre-cum.

He pressed your legs impossibly closer to your torso, moving down to meet your eyes, until you were folded in half beneath him, legs on his shoulders, putting you into a—

Oh.

This was going to be a long night.

He fell on his forearms, and you wondered how much more you could take- He laced his fingers on top of your head, thumbs on your forehead, holding you still. He mumbled out another gonna make you feel s’ good before pounding you in earnest, practically bouncing you both on his mattress. His balls smacked against your ass, and the feeling was so damn satisfying that he just had to go harder. You would sport matching bruises tomorrow, his hips on your ass. You pushed out moans in time with his unforgiving pace, a metronome playing the beat to which his sanity danced away from him.

“More?” He sounded fucking pathetic, like he was asking himself that, his voice octaves higher than it usually was, but he didn’t care. “More, you little slut? That what you want? You want more?”

“I’ll give you more,” he babbled, “More, baby, give you more give you everythin’ gonna fuck you so hard you won’t walk for weeks.”

He’s not too worried about hurting you—you’re already so wet—more that he’s afraid he’ll cum the second he starts moving again. Out of his previous partners, he doesn’t think any of them have felt this good around him.

“Please-” a strand of incomprehensible begs and pleads leaves his mouth when he starts thrusting into you again.

¨Shit- how are you even tighter huh? You've been keeping this tight pussy just for me?¨ He's a whiny mess, small kisses every time he cans, praises here and there.

“Mmm yes please yes please yesyesyesss—” was all you could manage. He laughed at you, breathless, and you wondered how he could keep up this pace and still rattle off incredibly filthy little comments, looking right in your eyes.

“You’d like that? Yeah? Gon’ look so pretty, little baby, so pretty full of my child, yeah? All round and glowing and heavy with me. All of ’em will look at you and see me, all me, see that I did that. You want that? You want that you want that—”

He leans forward to coo praise into your ear, gently nipping at your earlobe. Goosebumps raise along your exposed flesh. The sound of skin slapping on skin echoes through the stairwell. Sometime during this his teeth find the soft muscle of your neck, leaving a crescent shape mark that’ll certainly bruise in the morning.

You're pretty sure everyone on this tower have heard the both of you fucking like rabbits by now, but knowing this was going to follow him his whole life, with the memories of him fucking you every way possible just so you could leave him, it's all you need to don't care about that.

The first time he cums, he doesn’t even realize he has. He shudders. It felt good—a bit too good—but nothing out of the ordinary. It makes him do a double take. His cock doesn’t even go soft. Drips of cum run down your thighs, pooling on the bed-sheets beneath you.

His thumb traces circles around your clit, moving in erratic, uneven motions. Dick leans back down for another kiss. You can taste yourself on him, though it’s not entirely unpleasant. Your arms wrap around his neck, holding him to your chest. The two of you can only fuck and cum until you’re too exhausted to continue. You’ve never felt so full. The thought of using protection crossed your mind once—and only for a moment—the pollen leaving you too desperate to care.

Second day and he wouldn't give you a break to nap for a minute.

His body curved and bowed, hips pressed hard against you, arms below your body and hands gripping your shoulders. “Mmm fuck baby,” Dick muttered into your mouth, your moans coming out of you almost breathless. “Yeah, yeahyeahyeah milk me fucking milk my cock gonna cum in you fuck a baby, my baby into you and you’re gonna fucking take it take it nnngh —”

He buried his face into your neck, teeth latching on to skin, biting down to draw blood, a choked groan as he came, really came, his balls squeezing painfully, a deep ache in his gut, indescribable tingles all along his cock, his spine, down to the soles of his feet.

Third day, and you started getting him where you wanted it.

“Sensitive,” you hissed, “Sensitive, Dick, you insatiable—”

“Insatiable is right,” he said to you, eyes wide, still looking like you just told him the Earth was flat. He towered over you, kneeling now, and with horror and a bit of something else you felt how hard he still was.

¨I missed you so much, the biggest mistake of my life was leaving you.¨

Fourth day he started getting sensitive but that didn't stopped him, and he was a little more languid, strokes slow and smooth, his thighs shaking just a bit as exhaustion started to settle in. His cum was spreading in a pool on the sheets now, and you couldn’t bring yourselves to be even a little disgusted. He loved it. He loved so much how it felt that tears dropped from his eyes every-time he felt that electric shock come to him when he was about to come. He was crying for you.

Last day. Fifth day. Barely even thrusting anymore, just a slow grind of his hips, the friction and the pressure and the raw sensation squeezing out what could have been an orgasm if only both of you were awake enough to feel it.

When you both woke up the next day, he was staring at you, straddling your hair, and that's when you knew it.

¨Good morning sweetheart.¨

You just answered with a small ¨hey¨

¨I never through of seeing you laying next to me again, it felt like home. I'm sorry I did that to you, you don't know how much I regret it, please, give me a second chance.¨

Bingo.

Without saying a word, you grabbed some shirt of his, long enough to cover yourself and went back to your room, stumbling and shaking someway you made it. You changed yourself, taking a minute to observe how he marked you, it was time.

You went back to his room, already changed, you gave him a smile and sat on the bed with him, with no emotion behind your eyes, it was your time.

¨You were ready to leave me for her.¨ Confusion, first stage he made you go through.

¨I was doing fine, really, but then you walked again into my life again and fucked me up.¨ Sadness and lies. Second stage.

¨You think this will make me stay?¨ You signaled the both of you. ¨You think with just some stupid sex to heal you is enough of an apology?¨ A laugh escaped your mouth. ¨You thought this was real?¨

¨You know for a fucking fact this wasn't supposed to happen.¨ You got your hand on top of his, faking a caring smile looking at him.

¨When friends of yours make jokes about how you always leave them, you think it's funny, but it's not. That hurts a lot, actually.¨

You got up from the bed and stepped closer to the door, you paused for a second and turned around to see a hurt Dick naked on the bed with just some blanket covering him.

¨And Dick... Of course I still love you, if it wasn't for me, I would go crying and throwing myself into your arms again.¨

¨You still can.¨ He tried.

¨No.¨ You chuckled. ¨I won't let myself get hurt again. Our love isn't worth the fight. Goodbye Dick Grayson.¨

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yallemagne · 8 months

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why does sleepwalking women and gothic horror go hand in hand

You asking me?

The answer is voyeurism.

Here's the thing about gendered horror: the goddamn eroticism. You can't escape it, people want to get their rocks off even when they're terrified-- especially when they're terrified! It's such popular imagery because of the intimacy of a woman with all her hair let down in only a white nightgown highlighted by the pale moonlight. A nightgown is very innocent in its intimacy, there's nothing inherently sexual about it, but that just gets people even more horny! No structured garments underneath-- she's wearing breeches obviously but shhh no she's totally naked save for some sheer billowing fabric.

EDIT: oh my god blah blah blah "breeches! actually she wouldn't be wearing those!! oh my god, they got it wrong, just shoot them in the streets, your honour!" FINE SHE'S NOT WEARING ANY PANTIES UNDER THERE, GOOD FOR YOU YOU GOT ME.

Gasp! Unprotected purity! I sure hope no dastardly villain tarnishes this woman! (they do. they do hope for that actually)

This isn't a very fun answer, is it? But it's worth saying. Horror explicitly involving women tends to be very visual with plenty of (arguably) sexual imagery. Men get the mindboggling horrors inconceivable to the human psyche while women are limited to being eye candy who faint before their minds can even be boggled (no that isn't a euphemism). Even when the women in question previously had a larger role in the story than "sexy lamp", pop culture will be quick to reframe it in the way that has the most sex appeal.

But like... let's take the woman's perspective: you're in a state of undress and completely unaware of your surroundings. It's dark and anyone lurking around at this time might very well have bad intentions, and they might turn those bad intentions on you. And you'll be blamed for being in the wrong place, at the wrong time, in the wrong dress. Terrifying. And people don't really appreciate the terror of it because... it's pretty, isn't it?

But then Lucy is weeping in her sleep, and Mina is covering her feet in mud for propriety. Because who knows what a man will do to them if he sees her naked feet? They're both cowering in fear hoping a drunken man doesn't take notice of them. Because who knows what he'll do to them if he sees two young ladies out at night? They're sweating from not just exertion but stress, and their messy hair clings to their frightened faces. They cannot tell anyone. Because who knows what toll this night might take on their good reputations?

It's not pretty. There's no see-through dresses (seriously their nightgowns are made of fucking linen, not organza), no flowing locks, no full faces of makeup, just pure society-ingrained horror.

But cis men don't typically understand that horror because they aren't usually victim to it. It honestly makes me sad and angry that the imagery is so prominent (and in such a watered-down and bland "sexy" way) because it reduces the actual horror these two protagonists face to nothing more than an audience's voyeuristic fantasy in which the women are only objects to be gawked at. The danger is reframed as tantalizing and enticing "ooo good girls (unknowingly) being bad in their sleep!" rather than... they could have fucking died. Or worse.

... But I still want to draw my girls (Jonathan, Mina, and Lucy) in cute nightgowns, so I'll bite my tongue.

#update #people ask me things #you definitely wanted like a funny or sexy response out of me sorry #I've been having tiddy nightmares so I cannot enjoy the 'sleepwalking in nothing but a nightgown' imagery #dracula #dracula daily #mina murray #lucy westenra #all caps #gabrielisdead

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darkestescapes · 1 year

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Sweet Temptation

Synopsis: Your Step-brother! Eren can't seem to get enough of you.

Pairing: Yan! Step-brother! Eren Jaeger x Fem bodied! Reader. (All characters are 21+).

Warnings: STEPCEST!!!! Eren is obsessed with you 🥺. Non-con. Dub-con. Oral (F receiving). Fingering. Penetrative sex. Unprotected sex. Daddy kink. Voyeurism (hehe you'll see). PWP. MDNI. Don't read if you're uncomfortable.

Before dinner was served, you decided to hop into the shower for a quick bath after returning from the gym. The way your gym clothes hugged your figure made Eren lose his mind. Your breasts perfectly outlined and so tempting all he wants to do is to suck on your nipples and make you cum. Your tight pants showcasing your ass and how your gymming is paying off.

Of course he shouldn't think like this about you, you're supposed to be family, but to be really honest, Eren never considered you as that type of family, not even once. So can you really blame him if he gets hard seeing your cute little ass peek out from below your shirt when you try and grab the cookie jar to soothe your midnight snack cravings. Can you actually blame him for almost cumming in his pants when you take the first bite of the chocolatey delicacy and close your eyes, your face contorting in pleasure and almost moan out loud at how good it tastes?

Can you really blame him for breaking the lock of your bedroom door from outside just so he can hear your soft moans when you try to masturbate using your cute little fingers while he touches his cock, imagining how cute you'd look sucking him off?

So naturally, when you excused yourself before dinner, he knew this was his chance to take you. Slipping away from the gathering in the living room, Eren made his way to your room, slowly entering and closing the door, making sure to latch it shut. He only broke your lock for a reason ;)

He sighed when he heard you still showering but not a moment later the water shut off. Knowing you, you have your music on while you shower and that music doesn't stop till you're ready to leave your room. And boy is he glad that when you come out, wrapped in just your towel, he can easily push you against the wall and cover your mouth with his big hand to prevent you from shouting in fear. Shhh.... He motions with his fingers, mouth stretched in a smirk, your eyes wide with fear.

Tearing his hand away, your chest heaving from breathing heavily, " Eren what the actual hell?", You ask.

"You are so beautiful.", He says shamelessly checking you out with his dark eyes. Wetting his lower lip he suddenly leans forward towards your neck, sniffs your scent and starts to become hard as the familiar feeling of wanting you takes over his brain.

Holding your wrists in place he pulls away chuckling, amused to see your scared expression, like you aren't his little temptress who keeps making him hard by merely existing.

" You smell nice. Why are you so scared? I'm only Eren. Your Eren." He says tucking your hair behind your ear. Gripping your towel, he tears it off your body in one go, leaving you fully exposed to him.

When you try to gasp his hand wraps around your mouth again. Your free hand tries to pry his strong hand away from your mouth but it's of no use. "Shh... I know you want to scream and fuck..., even I want to hear you scream for me really really bad, but I don't think we can afford that right now, can we? You're a smart little girl aren't you? Hmm"

Nodding in agreement, you take a breath of relief when his hand falls. You gasp softly when his lips kiss the top of your left boob. His tongue comes out to lick your nipple that is already protruding from coming in contact with the cooler air in the room. Engulfing your nipple in his mouth he begins to suck on it to his liking, his other hand coming to play with your right boob. You wrap your hands around his neck to push him away, but him being a lot bigger and stronger than you literally makes you weak.

Detaching from your nipple, his kisses proceed to go down your stomach, your hips, and finally they reach the treasure he's been longing for for so long. He stands up before doing anything more, smiling as he looks down at you. Taking your hand sweetly, he pulls you toward the bed and nudges you to lay down. Knowing Eren, not listening to him never ended well. Hesitantly, you sit down at the edge of the bed, legs pressed together to stop your embarrassment a little. Kneeling down near your legs Eren clicks his tongue in disapproval and taps your knees and pushes them apart. Turning your face away from his, you oblige.

He is in awe when he sees the sight in front of him. You're wet from just a few kisses, did you want him just as much as he wanted you too?

"So pretty for me" he says, his right thumb coming to play with your folds and to find your clit. When he flicks your clit your body jolts and a surprised gasp leaves your mouth. Temptation gets the better of him and he leans forward with his tongue stretched. He drags his tongue from your clit to your entrance, effectively pushing you onto your back in the process and he keeps eating you till your hands come to pull at his hair. Rubbing his face into your pussy he starts to get drunk in this experience of finally having you to himself.

"You're so small baby, I gotta stretch you out for me." Before you can process his words, he inserts his middle and ring fingers inside you at once. Moaning out loud you involuntarily rock your hips into his hand. You can't help but want more, why is he so good at this, you wonder taking and twisting your nipples in your fingers. Eren continues to fuck his fingers into you, eventually adding a third finger and also rubbing your clit. The juices gushing out of your pussy are being collected in his palm.

"Eren...." You warn him, moaning his name, saying that you're close, but of course he knows that, having watched you cum undone so many times. He captures a mental picture of you like his, at the mercy of his fingers, crying for him to make you cum. You bite your lip and arch your back when you finally cum, pushing through the high and trying to close your legs with Eren in between them.

Quickly he undresses himself. Using his cum stained hand, he pumps his cock, lubricating it with your juices. Hovering on top of you, he bends down to capture your lips in a kiss. The sweet sensation of your lips on his is something he knows he can never get used to. Placing his left knee on the mattress, he slowly penetrates into your entrance, swallowing your moans and cries from the stretch in the kiss.

Eren pulls away and groans loudly, feeling your walls around his full cock. God he knew you are perfect, but he didn't expect you to be perfect like this too. Eren is like a drug, you always want more of him. Making grabby hands at him you beckon him to come closer to you. He smiles as he leans down till your chests are touching. "Aren't you just perfect?" He whispers, more to himself.

He starts to move his hips, his cock fucking into you so good you can almost feel him in your stomach. With a dazed look you look into Eren's eyes, begging for him to go faster. Smirking, he obliges and starts to fuck you faster, the sounds of his thighs slapping yours being masked by the music from your phone. You wrap your hands around his shoulders, pulling yourself up to his chest, back arching every time the head of his cock grazes your spot.

" Fuck Eren... Harder... Fuck me harder... Daddy please!" You whine out to him. Somehow his eyes become darker with lust and with every thrust you feel your high approaching. This is the first time you'll be cumming twice in the same session.

" Yes FUCK.. Fuck me... Fuck me... God yess... Daddy... Daddyyyy" you moan loudly finally cumming for the second time, squeezing his cock and also his body as tightly as you could.

"Fuck...." Eren moans pulling his cock out and painting your stomach and chest with his cum. With both your chests rising heavily, you hear a knock on your door.

" Dinner's ready Y/N..... And Eren." Zeke says from outside the door.

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Zeke's POV (Skip if uncomfortable)

Sighing after being disturbed by his mother, Zeke stopped his reading and unwillingly climbed up the stairs to call you down for dinner.

Before he could knock he heard you moan so loud he had to look around to make sure no one was there.

Leaning his ear onto the door, "Daddy please!" Gasping in shock he pulls away from the door.

This is wrong, he shouldn't be affected by you like this. Yet here he is, his cock getting hard after hearing you moan. Checking the surroundings once again, he palms himself and starts listening again. His shock increased when he heard his brother's moans as well coming from your room.

" Fuck" he groans. He should've been the first to take you. But at least he has something to masturbate to tonight. Once he isn't able to hear any more moans from your room, he calls you both for dinner. Of course that is what he originally came to do.

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hyufucks · 1 year

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HOW MANY SECRETS CAN U KEEP?

pairing ➳ choi yeonjun + fem!reader

c. warning(s) — university!au, public sex, degradation, overstimulation, unprotected sex, dirty talk, age gap.

w. count — 6,024

✦ minors do not interact.

there are a couple of secrets that, of course, only you know.

first secret: at the age of fourteen, you smoked weed for the first time on the wall that was left in the schoolyard together with other guys. yes, you were too young to try that, but everyone in your class and in your school itself had already tried weed.

second secret: you ran away when you were sixteen to go to a party that was far from your house. Honestly, you didn't have a great time.

third secret: you stole and modified an exam because you had forgotten to do an exercise.

and finally, the fourth secret: you are in a kind of sexual relationship with the captain of the university basketball team, choi yeonjun.

why do you have a secret relationship with him? you see, a few months ago you and him had agreed to keep whatever you have a secret for both of your sakes, since girls would be shocked and lash out if they found out that the most handsome guy in university is having a relationship with someone, and your teachers would really care about your grades and reputation, possibly blaming your relationship if you do poorly on a test.

most of the sexual encounters take place on the campus, the toilets, the small garden in the back, the parking, etc.

of course the current situation in the teacher's room is not far behind.

your legs are wrapped around yeonjun's waist as he hits you deep in all the right places, squeezing and digging his nails into the skin of your shaped thighs.

his head is thrown back, sighing and breathing loudly just for you. his dark hair is messy and slightly wet, leaving a few strands of hair clinging to the skin on his forehead.

you try to keep quiet so as not to be catch, but he is fucking you so good that it is impossible to keep your mouth shut against the stimuli that you love to receive only from him.

you grip his jacket tightly with one hand and with the other you scratch his neck, leaving visible scratch marks that will soon turn dark red.

“y-yeonjun…” his hand quickly covers your mouth, squeezing it tightly to keep you quiet.

"shhh, don't be so loud" he begins to speak in a low tone, looking into your eyes "you don't want us to be catch out and everyone finds out what a slut the model student is, do you?" he asks amused. you nod quickly as you begin to feel tears welling up in your eyes, wetting the older's hand.

the truth is that yeonjun is a year older than you. you were in first year when you first saw him, and now you are in your second year while he's in his third year.

he was a dream, or rather, he is a dream for you and every other student at the university. you really never thought that you would have the opportunity to have secret sex with the perfect choi yeonjun, much less that he would only notice you among so many pretty girls.

"you look so beautiful today…did you really wear this pretty skirt for me, mmh?" "did you want me to see you walk down the aisles looking so cute to fuck you so hard at this table?" his lips come up to your ear, lightly biting your cheekbone "or did you want me to kneel down to eat your pretty and sweet pussy?"

"i bet you want to cum in my mouth and squeeze my hair like you always do" he licks your neck slowly, smiling as a soft moan stifles his hand "i'm really dying to eat you, but you're going to be as loud as you are right now. .."

his words have an huge effect on you, causing your velvety walls to tighten in length. a satisfied growl slips from his lips before biting and sucking on your neck, leaving marks.

your saliva begins to fill his palm, making your mouth water and your eyes roll at the brief memory of yeonjun desperately eating you in the toilets. but the reality is that no matter how good he is with his tongue, his cock is a thousand times better and you prefer it much more than anything else.

without you realizing it, your interior begins to heat up and form a whirlpool of almost satisfaction. your juices slowly begin to leak from your battered hole, making you moan at the feel of the cold threads slipping through your folds.

your thighs press much closer to yeonjun's waist, desperately moving to pleasure yourself and reach the orgasm you long for.

he can knows that, so he quickly deepens his thrusts before thrusting hard into you, causing the table beneath you to jerk.

"what a desperate whore. who would have imagined that the role model of this institution would be a little slut hungry for cock" his words come out broken as he still feels that you suck him at the way he fucks you crudely "even i'm surprised that you squeeze me incredibly good" he holds your inner thigh with his free hand, feeling it get drenched by your juices "i'm going to fuck you so many times until you pass out"

and that is literally enough for you to cum hard on his cock, lifting your chest, making your hard covered nipples crash against his chest.

you see stars collide in your brain, dizzy from possibly one of the best orgasms the dark-haired man has ever given you.

you hug him from his neck to pull him towards you once he releases your mouth, placing your lips on his ear.

"please, cum inside of me" you beg tenderly knowing that he loves that you beg him that way "fill me with your cum and fuck me so much that i can't resist it anymore".

his hands go to your lower back to hold you as he continues to fuck you to his own release, biting your shoulder to hold back the moans.

after a few more thrusts, yeonjun finally cums inside you hard, still squeezing your back, filling you with his thick liquid.

your eyes begin to close as he gently holds you against the cold table, placing kisses on your jaw and neck as he grabs you around the waist again, resting one of your legs on his shoulder.

you look at him more awake than ever and with curious eyes. he smiles at you without showing his teeth and he thrusts his cock into you for the second time that day, making you grab the edges of the table.

"what's wrong, mmh? did you forget that i'm going to keep fucking you as many times as i want?"

#choi yeonjun #choi yeonjun smut #choi yeonjun hard thoughts #choi yeonjun hard hours #txt smut #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #txt x reader #yeonjun smut #yeonjun hard thoughts #yeonjun hard hours #yeonjun imagines #yeonjun scenarios #yeonjun x reader #txt imagines #txt scenarios #txt fanfic #yeonjun fanfic

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factorialsotherfandoms · 5 months

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Fluff and gay rarepair are currently drawing. So I tried to write the fluff, with the idea I could finish it, watch some videos, then maybe crack at gay after stuff ends. I think this isn't actually fluff, but /I/ think its cute, and its soft, even if it is a bit hurt/comfort for what I meant by fluff.

Philza finds Missa asleep in the ram pen.

Philza wakes up, and he isn't sure what is wrong. His eggs are asleep, the doors are all locked, and dawn is still far away. Still, he swears he heard something. It's not from above - people still use his warp and garden too often to be bothered by noise from above - and that settles dread into Philza's spine.

He slips out of bed, bothering with shoes and scythe but not changing out of his pyjamas, and stats looking. It's probably a water pipe, he tells himself; he will not settle until he checks.

Chayanne's room and the kitchen are checked first, but nothing unusual is in either. Philza puts the plates from the night before away, then keeps looking.

Tallulah's garden is, too, empty of oddities.

Philza is about the chalk it up to nothing, when he remembers the aquarium beneath his feet. Instantly annoyed he breaks a piece of the floor, and drops down.

He fixes up the hole - he can just warp out after all - and looks around. The change isn't immediately apparent, but after he checks behind the animal pen… his heart breaks.

"Missa?" He whispers at the man - his husband - asleep among the animals. "Why are you sleeping down here?"

Missa sleeps on, oblivious to the question. Philza looks, and hesitates, then sees the ram try nibble Missa's hood and makes his descision.

He can hate him in the morning if he's wrong.

Carefully, he reaches down. One arm goes behind Missa's back, and the other tucks under his legs. His husband stirs with a quiet groan, and Philza gently hushes him.

"Go back to sleep," he whispers. "I'm just bringing you to bed."

His words have the opposite effect; Missa eyes slowly blink open, head turning to find him. "Phil…?"

"Hi Missa," he abandons his plan, and kneels next to the setee instead. "What were you sleeping down here for? Our bed is upstairs, silly."

Missa blinks at him, tears welling up. Philza reaches out and smooths then away, brushing Missa's hair from his eyes too.

"What are the tears for? My face isn't that bad, surely?"

"No," Missa whispers, and then his voice picks up. "No, no, no, its a good face! A very good face."

"Then why are you crying, king?"

Missa shakes his head; Philza reaches out, offering a hug. The shaking and tears both get harder.

"Missa?" Philza is worried now, genuinely worried. "Missa, what's wrong?"

"I don't deserve it," Missa sobs - in Spanish now, and Philza glances to his translator for support. "I don't deserve you, I'm a bad husband, I'm a worse dad, please, I'm so sorry-"

"Shhh," Philza continues to brush his hair. "You're not, you're not. You have to travel for work, that's all - plenty of parents have to. I don't blame you. Chayanne adores you. You're a good husband, I promise, there's no one I'd rather raise my eggs with."

"But-"

Philza waits, but Missa does not continue, just sobbing into a ball.

"I should have thought and asked Roier to keep up Chayanne's Spanish once your trip back was delayed," Philza says. "These things just happen with kids, it's not your fault, he's not hurt, he's safe and he's happy."

"Philza," Missa sobs. "Philza! Stop it! I… I know I did bad, you shouldn't comfort the terrible."

It's maybe too late, too emotional, too tired for that conversation. Philza instead reaches over, pulling Missa into a hug. It hurts, it hurts to see what words have done to his dear egg-partner. "You're not terrible," he promises. "You're not, you're not - come upstairs with me; some sleep will make things better."

The sobbing lasts a bit longer, before with a sniffle Missa manages to stutter out "really?"

"Really," Philza replies. "I want you in my bed, and the eggs want you with them. We've been waiting for you."

"For me?"

"For you."

Philza leans forwards, tapping his forehead to Missa's mask. There's another hiccupping sob and then Missa throws himself into Philza's arms more fully.

He is of course caught, and held as he cries.

"You're so good, king," Philza promises. "Phil e Missa, Phil e Missa - its still our house; I built it for you."

There is no answer, but eventually Missa's tears slow. Philza backs slightly away, just enough to grab a tissue and let Missa dry his eyes.

"… You mean it?" Missa asks.

Philza does his very best not to laugh, and nearly succeeds, "yes, king, I do. We want you here, I promise."

Despite the tearstains, Missa's face lights up in a hesitant but true smile. Philza sniles back, pressing a thumb to Missa's cheek and touching their foreheads again.

"So… will you come to bed?" He asks.

"Okay," Missa whisoers. "Okay, I- I-"

"Will get some sleep, and in the morning Chayanne and I will make you breakfast, and we're going to spoil you for a little while, okay?"

"I- I don't need that, just a bed, just a bed somewhere close to you!"

"Well, we have a double upstairs, and its a shame not to use it," he presses Missa's hand to the warpstone. "You remember where to go?"

Missa pulls out his warpstone, and allows it to pull him back atop the wall. Philxa follows a second later.

Above the door, the sign Missa wrote still hangs. Philza looks at it, then turns to see Missa doing the same.

"I missed you too," he finally replies to the message.

Missa whimpers, but smiles, "I missed you more."

"Bet?" Philza asks, even as he pulls him inside.

There's barely space in their house, a tiny place made for an egg and repurposed for his parents. The double bed is squashed tightly between the walls, and they both have to scramble to get onto it. By the time they are under the covers the pair are already a mess of limbs, one that only grows messier as Missa hesitantly gestures for a hug and Philza willingly provides.

/I love you/ Philza thinks, but cannot bring himself to say - not when the love he offers isn't the sort people ever want. /You are home and my home, you are family, you are mine; I love you./

Missa doesn't say anything either, having never entirely woken up; as soon as his head touches the pillow, he is asleep again.

"Goodnight," Philza says instead.

Then he huddles himself closer, and feels the warmth of his husband, and knows that shit though the island might be, here intertwinned is the best place he's ever been.

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In the morning, Tallulah wakes up. Papi is no longer in his bed - she grabs Chayanne, shaking him hard. He wakes with a groan, and panics just the same. Together they search, getting more and more worried.

They're about to go get Tio Tubbo to help find him, when Chayanne remembers the house upstairs. They scurry up and across the ladder, and find the blinds closed for once.

They open the door and peer inside, and Chayanne jumps for joy as he sees both his dads inside. He runs and jumps up on the bed, a sleepy Missa grabbing him with one arm and pulling him close before turning back to sleep. Tallulah approaches more gently, scrambling quietly up. Still Philza's arms find her when she wiggles herself beneath the blanket.

Their dad - their dads - are here. It's later than normal, but they snuggle back in and return to sleep in the morning light.

#qsmp fanfic #qsmp philza #qsmp missa #they're what qmike would recognise as qpps even if they don't have a term for it themselves #and I will die on this hill #hurt/comfort #here you go enjoy #if I do the other too or not depends on how eepy I am #busy this evening but bored today #chores got postponed to tomorrow

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hypnoneghoul · 10 months

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In line with Dew and Rain having gills, did Mist have them too? If she did, did she treat Dew like the good little boy he is and teach him about them.

Or maybe, they found out at the same time- fooling around one late night and something lit up in one of them when the other happened to touch the gills a certain way. They both ended up finishing from gill play 🤠

mist definitely taught freshly summoned Dew all about their human vessels, how to have fun, right, and gill use was probably on top of the list, SO...

"Is- isn't it going to hurt?" Dewdrop asked quietly, shy, so very overwhelmed by Mist's attention, all on him. "I mean, they're very sensitive and-"

"Exactly," Mist chuckled, pressing a finger over the new summon's lips, "but not like that. It'll feel good, I swear."

Dewdrop gave a small nod, not daring to open his mouth even if the ghoulette's finger wasn't really stopping him.

"Good boy," she purred, pushing her index finger into the younger ghoul's mouth, her middle soon joining it. Dewdrop whined around the digits, his eyes fluttering shut at the soft petting on his tongue. "So easy, aren't you?"

"Mhm," Mist scoffed, grinding down where she was sat on Dew's lap, both their pants soaked with no way of telling whose cunt drooled out more slick. (Dew's, 99%.)

The ghoulette pulled her fingers out, trailing them down Dewdrop's chin and neck, leaving a glistening trail of spit, until she reached his gills. He shuddered when she teased his flowy fins, "You're a pretty one."

"T- thank you, Mo- MIST!" he was already out of his mind again to nearly let it slip. Dewdrop bit his tongue, quite literally, but still, the water ghoulette knew what sat on its tip.

"You can say it," she whispered, leaning down to rub their noses together, a gesture more affectionate and comforting than a kiss for a ghoul fresh out of the Pit, like Dewdrop. "I don't mind, I want you to feel good."

"Okay, m- mommy," he mumbled, blush on his cheeks impossibly deepening.

"Good boy," the tip of her finger slipped under the softness of Dew's fins, dipping into one of the openings in his neck. "Is it okay?"

"Y- yes," the young ghoul breathed out and nothing but silence and stillness answered him. He swallowed a whine and tried again. "Yes, mommy."

Mist chuckled, again, pushing her finger in deeper Not noticing any sign of anything but a fucked out bliss on Dewdrop's face she set a slow, gentle pace, moving her finger in and out of his gill in time with the grinds of her hips.

The new ghoul was absolutely incoherent at this point, being able to just lay there and take it with breathy moans, whines and whimpers. Not that Mist minded, "So stupid already. Cute."

"Mommy, m- please, 'm close," Dewdrop moaned after a really short time. Who could blame him, though, considering the situation?

"You'll cum just like that, hm?" the ghoulette teased, grinding down with more purpose as to emphasise, now moaning herself. Dew could indeed cum just like that, but for her it wasn't enough.

"Y- yes, mommy, please, let-" Mist interrupted him with a squeeze of her hand on his neck, her finger digging deeper with the action, making Dewdrop moan loud and wrecked. Music to her ears.

"Come on the, be a good boy and cum for your mommy," she leaned down to purr just into his ear. Dew didn't need anything more.

He wailed pathetically pawing at Mist's chest as she felt him gushing out a flood through both their pants, "Shhh, it's okay, just like that, good boy."

It took the ghoul a good few minutes to come back to earth. Mist was still straddling him but now also laying down on his chest. Her nose was poking Dewdrop's cheek, and she was flicking her tongue in little kitten licks along his jaw.

"Mommy?" he whispered, voice slightly hoarse. "You- what about-"

"You can eat me out, cute little thing," she giggled. "Another part of our training, let's say. You have to be as good with your tongue as with your fingers, you know?"

#hypnone writes #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #dewdrop ghoul #mist ghoulette #gill smut

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hardcore-lonewolf · 5 months

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OG 6 [Feat. OFCS]!Team's Reactions To Different Versions Of Eva Nelson:

S0 EVA: Origins

M'gann (amazed): Aww!! *heart eyes* You're so cute Evie!!

Eva (timid): *blushes and hides behind Robin* thank you...

Artemis (intrigued): She sounds just like an angel...so precious and sweet.

Eva (pouting): *looks at the boys* you boys see why I don't let them look at my baby pictures.

Conner (smirking): *picks her up and Eva blushes when he does that* why won't you let us see? You're too young to be looking that adorable Eva.

Eva (sulking): I blame my mother's genetics and every beauty pageant I won for these looks.

Kaldur'ahm (amused): *holding a picture given by his girlfriend Ophelia* you mean this picture?

Eva (shocked): *stuttering in fear* How did you get that?

Dick (prideful): Batman took that exact photo when you were six, you look so tiny and adorable for an angel.

Ophelia (excited): That gave me an idea...hey girls...let's go dress her up!!

Eva (scared): *jumps on Wally's back in fear* please run Wally...I don't wanna die like this.

S1 EVA: Legacy

Eva (pouting): *riding Wally's back* I hate being short.

Dick (smirking): Welcome to my life...

Artemis (chuckling): *takes Eva from Wally's back and carries her next* next time lil mouse.

Conner (amused): Sorry Eva, but you're stuck like this till you hit puberty again.

Eva (whimpering in sadness): No...!!!

Kaldur'ahm (whispering): *hugs Eva to his side* Shhh...you will get taller soon.

Eva (pouting): No I won't Kal, I'm stuck skinny and frail unlike the rest of you. I built like a dog bone...with no meat on it.

Wally (laughing hard): DANG EVIE!!

Ophelia (serious): Baby girl, stop putting yourself down...you're perfect.

M'gann (reassuring): *holds Eva's hands* We know you hate your height and size. You'll grow somebody...we promise you.

Eva (sulking): *pouting at the Team* How is that possible M'gann? Remember when Roy banned me from the kitchen one time for not using a stool to grab my cookie jar? Y'all never let me work out and reach the top shelf! You guys are mean!

Everyone: *busted out laughing*

S2 EVA: Invasion

Eva (smirking): I'm getting there guys!

Wally (horrified): No!! I miss you being tiny!

Eva (pissed): Screw you Wally!

Artemis: *walks over to Eva* nah Wall...she's still short.

Eva (shocked): What? Artie, you're bluffing, I'm tall now see?

Team: *stands up next to her with smirks*

Eva (offended): I take that back...screw you guys so much.

Dick (smirking): Eva, you did that with me last night.

Eva (blushing madly): RICHARD!!!!!

S3 EVA: Outsiders

Eva (pouting): *crossing her arms*

M'gann (amused): You're still mad about not getting your next growth spurt?

Eva (seething): Yes...

Conner (smirking): Still the shortest founder in this team Evie.

Kaldur'ahm: *patting her head and holding her in his arms*

Ophelia (smiling): Sadly...and she's pregnant with some flying Grayson twins.

Dick (cackling), Artemis (laughing) & Wally (snickering): *rubbing her swollen stomach gently*

S4 EVA: Phantoms

Eva (proud): *holding her babies* No more damn short jokes...I'm close to Artie's height as I know since these babies were born.

Dick (smirking): But we're still calling you our little kitten.

Eva (livid): You stuck on the couch till I say so Richie, our son and daughter are moving in with their mommy.

Wally (laughing): Told you man.

Eva: *hands her kids to Artemis and Wally* I'm tired and these kids drove me nuts...watch them for me please?

Artemis (smiling): Anything for these babies.

S5 EVA: Enhanced

Eva (saddened): No...

Kaldur'ahm: *hugs Eva* Fate took a turn on you my dear friend.

Conner: *picks her up* Feel better?

Eva (defeated): I'm short and I've given up...I'll stay small for you guys...forever.

M'gann (smiling): *levitates Eva down from Conner's arms* We love you no matter what.

Ophelia (smiling): Never forget that Evie.

Team: *hugging Eva*

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iznsfw · 1 year

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Is it possible to have a fluffy Sakura idol smut?

Nightbloom

Kinktober 2022 Week 4 - Foodplay

Le sserafim's Miyawaki Sakura x Male Reader Smut

6700 words

Categories: fiancé!Sakura, foodplay, oral, nipple play, strawberry ice cream

Is it an advantage that I came back from the US today so it's technically still October for my jetlagged mind? Lol.

No idea if this is any good. I like it, though.

"Hi, baby!"

Pet names are a turn-off for you, if you were to be honest. They just feel forced. You've always had the notion that couples who do that are simply doing so for show. It's easy to assume that when all your friends started to get their own girlfriends at an early age, and paraded it around you like a damned posy. Hi, babe! No, babe! Thanks, love! Your ears burned with annoyance (and maybe with a little awkward jealousy) everytime.

The tables have turned over the years, though, all because of Sakura. With her, it's.... different. It feels different.

You catch the sweet nicknames slipping from your mouth whenever you're with her without even consciously deciding to say them beforehand. It feels natural. Easy. Nothing out of the ordinary.

It feels real.

Your girlfriend—(oh wait, fiancé, you correct yourself, with much pleasure as you glance at the gold engagement ring around her ring finger)—is a beauty even through a screen and with the relative darkness of her apartment. You let your eyes take pleasure in observing the color like that of dark honey following the curls of her hair, the slope of her perfect nose, and her round, happy eyes. Now you understand how her fans fell in love with her, although most have never met her.

Sakura smiles that perfect first-love smile of hers. She's lying on her stomach in bed. One of her hands is left to play alone with the white duvet because the other is raising a pointer against her lips. "Shhh, some stalkers might be listening. You know how it is with crazy fans these days."

You pout exaggeratedly, although you weren't hurt by her reason. It's perfectly rational. Too many cases of celebrity doxxing in this age by people with misplaced grudges. You don't want to accidentally ruin Sakura's reputation when her career is at its peak.

"Awww, are you ashamed of me, Saku-chan?" you ask. You watch her giggling reaction, even when the halls of the building start to curve. It doesn't matter; you know the building map by heart. "'Le Sserafim Sakura Caught with Loser and Lesser Boyfriend'! Oh, just imagine the headlines."

Sakura's eyebrows knot together then release their tension immediately, the way they do when she gets trapped in a bout of laughter. She slams her hands on the mattress in mock frustration. "Okay, first of all, you're my fiancè. And second, of course you're not a loser! You know I love you more than my entire career. You are more important than it—or anything else."

You roll your eyes playfully and theatrically look away to hide the red in your cheeks. You don't know how you become such a schoolgirl in love when Sakura says such cute things. One "I love you" from her, and you're a blushing mess. Oh, and don't forget "But pleaaaseee, oppa!". God, that just ruins you.

But you can't exactly put all the blame on yourself. In the dynamic of your relationship, Sakura is the better one with her words. That is why she's Le Sserafim's co-leader, after all, standing beside Kim Chaewon when she needs it. Her intelligence and natural charisma are one-of-a-kind talents by themselves.

"Oh, stop the sweet nothings."

You get inside the elevator the moment its gray metal doors part. You arrived here just in time. What's even more perfect is that you're alone, meaning you can talk to Sakura freely without worrying about your relationship being found out.

The mini screen just below the mirror ceiling spells out "10" in red, cyber font. Only nine floors to go and you're at your destination. Somehow the font reminds you of the one in Æspa's Girls music video. Next level.

You laugh at your own pun. Sakura would pretend to throw up if you said it to her. You would have liked to do that, anyway, but you do not want to hint at then potentially ruin the surprise you have for her.

"How's everything going, Kkura? With that situation and all?"

Sakura knows what you mean by the stressed word, and her features immediately show a sudden onset stress of their own. The smile has disappeared from her face. Sakura lets out a loud sigh and shakes her head, resting her temple against her propped hand.

"Oh god, baby, it's all so fucking awful," she complains. "I don't even know how Chaewon deals with it. We all had a meeting together, in the... the... what's the Korean word for that again? The goddamned pri—"

That's where your use comes in as a trilingual boyfriend. "Private room? The private meeting room?" you pipe in.

"Yeah! That's what it is. It's only for super important meetings, like only the CEO and his colleagues go there. But he called for us in there, and said that her contract was exterminated."

"That's a good thing, isn't it? But why did they only do that now?"

"I really don't get it. It's an exclusive contract. It's easier to end it more than people think. But they waited for..." Sakura shakes her head, sighing heavily. "No, I'm sorry. I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I?"

No matter how angry she gets, Sakura knows when to keep herself in check. That's how she makes sure to never start spewing too much emotion-slurred nonsense. It's a remarkable trait of hers, but sometimes you wish that she expresses her feelings more, without the fear of hurting anyone else's.

Out of all the people in this world, Miyawaki Sakura deserves the freedom to her own thoughts and emotions the most. And you stand by that.

"No, no, it's perfectly reasonable," you console her. Dash a look at the mini screen again—12th floor—before you return your focus to your fiancé. "I mean, you and Chaewon worked so hard for this. You have the right to be angry more than anyone else. I mean, I would be, too."

Over the past few weeks, after much questioning, Sakura had hesitantly expressed her concerns to you about the conflicts in the group caused by the scandals her co-member had. It turned out that she had bullied quite a number of people during her middle school days, and they are finally starting to speak up. Worst of all, Hybe is doing a shitty job of lying about it. For a big company, they are sadly incompetent.

It was even more painful for her since the both of you were apart. She was in the final stages of preparation for her debut, so she had to commit a lot of time for practice. "I want to show people a better Miyawaki Sakura," she had once stressed to you. "The one who grew stronger and improved in all aspects."

"And they will see that woman the moment you get on stage" was your reply. "Just trust me. They will be so proud of you."

You weren't able to console her and give advice in person, so you had resorted to text messages reminding her to eat and to rest. You hoped that your love was clear as glass through the little things you do, even if it was mostly virtual.

Now that the contract is invalid, Sakura is in a confusing state of relief and panic. It's an odd feeling to have both positive and negative emotions, two polar opposite senses, merge together like that. And it isn't a pretty thing to feel at all, you are sure of that. You've seen the way it affected her—the five anxious voice messages sent to you in a span of three minutes, her lack of appetite, and the guilt. The guilt of feeling happy now that her member was kicked out, even if she had wronged her in the first place.

"I'm so fucking scared, babe," says Sakura sadly. She runs her fingers through her hair, then props her chin back on the center of her palm. "I have everything I dreamed of, but having it is harder than I thought it would be."

"Don't stress it too much. It's over, and people will still support you. And so will the girls. How are they treating the situation?"

"Oh, Chaewon was very formal about it, but you can tell part of her was happy it was over. Kazuha was an angel to her, as she usually is. Yunjin took it a little harsher."

You smile. Yunjin is the feistiest out of the five. She was on Produce 48 with Sakura, and towers over her like the animal she is often associated with: a giraffe. Sakura likes to retell her funny moments to you, and even introduced her to you once. It was interesting, to say the least:

"He's just a friend, Yunjin," Sakura had purposefully misinformed her, when Yunjin asked about you. Even around her members, she still had to keep it on the hush, so you nodded along with her.

Yunjin had looked at Sakura, back at you again, then at the arm you had wrapped around Sakura's waist. She raised both of her dark eyebrows amusedly and said, "Good fucking luck with that much denial."

Now you gaze at Sakura's stressed face, and think of how much she's been through. From giving her all in the Japanese industry, to travelling to Korea to pursue bigger opportunities, and now: with a beauty line of her own, ambassadors for many respected brands, and the center of K-pop's rising star group. Sakura is a visionary; she writes an ideal future in her mind and works hard to make it come to life. In spite of the mess of the scandal and the disbandment of IZ*ONE, she is still standing strong, if not stronger than ever.

You count off the floors left in your head. 13. 14. 15. Should you reveal your big surprise now? Probably. But what if it's mediocre to her? Or disappointing? Maybe you should have bought her more than ice cream and got an expensive bag for her instead, just like her brands do.

But you aren't a brand. You're her fiancé. A non-celebrity one who doesn't exactly have that much wealth in life compared to the more handsome drama actors and famous male idols. You're just... a guy. Some lame, unknown guy.

And Sakura is... well, everything. She's pretty, she's kind, and worked hard for everything she has now. She's more successful than you and probably two classes higher. Maybe she'll become used to the wealthier things in life, and find your little gifts the way they are: little.

Just thinking about it makes your heart ache anxiously. You want to make Sakura happy. Will just you succeed in doing that by simply being there?

"Well, if it makes you feel better...." you begin, tapping your foot on the smooth floor of the elevator.

"Yes?" Sakura's big eyes show a new curiosity.

17. 18... 19! "I—I have a surprise for you."

Sakura's adorable face scrunches up in confusion. She spends her time thinking while you use it to quickly pace to her apartment once the elevator doors open. The fragrant scent of the building fills your nostrils.

"Oppa?" Sakura frowns. "Is this another one of your pranks? 'Cause I'm not falling for it."

You smile. "No, Sakura, I'm not joking."

"Prove it."

Her response is the key to the surprise. You walk faster until the familiar dark door with the numbers "720" comes in your path. You've only been away for weeks yet her door is already scratched. You suppose it's the doing of one of the girls' dogs. The claw prints are harshly imprinted, almost creating a worrying hole. Remind yourself to ask her about what happened to it and offer to fix it for her.

You give the wood three quick knocks. "Open the door and see for yourself," you answer simply.

In the screen, Sakura turns back to gaze at it. "Wait, babe, I'll call you back. Someone's at the..."

The realization takes a while to settle in. She has obviously caught the coincidences, and is now aware that something odd is going on. But then she peers at you in the video call more closely, and catches the familiar color of the paint on the wall in your background and the same echoes on the door.

Her jaw drops.

She quickly drops the call too and throws the door open. Now, you are seeing her in the flesh. Miyawaki Sakura as she is, the real her.

Her first instinct is to squeal.

Sakura jumps up and down and leaps at you. You almost drop the ice cream pints as you seal your arms around her, deafening her screams of joy into your sweater.

The smile settles back in your face. You did it.

"Oppaaa, you clever little sneak!" Sakura scolds you lovingly. She encases the sides of your face with her hands and kisses you all over.

"Hello to you, too, Saku-chan," you tell her amusedly. The feeling of her lips on your skin is something that you missed more than you thought. "I missed you."

Sakura gives you a final kiss on your mouth with a large, cheeky smile. "Of course you did."

"You're right. Biggest understatement of the year, next to the headlines that are always trending: 'Sakura is so pretty', 'Sakura is so hardworking', and 'Sa—"

"You're such a jerk!"

In a fit of giggles, Sakura pushes you down to her bed. To show she means no harm, she climbs on top of you and showers you with so many kisses that you're breathless. It starts out on your nose, then descends to your chin, and spreads on every inch of your face. She roughly kisses your cheeks and forehead. Her chapstick lightly stains your skin, but that's no big matter. They smell as good as they taste, and you learned that the best way possible.

Wink.

You allow her to kiss you as many times as she likes, one for every cursed second you weren't together. And it feels so euphoric, so good to have someone who loves you just as much as you love her. Who cares for you with the same inordinate amount you do for her.

"Her" is Miyawaki Sakura. And it was, is, and will always be her, unchanging and eternal. Not without pain, of course, but with a love that outweighs itqq.

"You missed me so much, too, don't deny it," you chide Sakura in that easy-going, teasing manner you two take on. Despite your relationship having turned up a notch all those years ago, the friendliness never went away. It was realizing that Sakura was the best friend you wanted to see beside you in bed everytime you wake up was how you came to the decision to propose to her.

"Fine, I‐I guess I did." Sakura finally stops denying it. She rolls her eyes again. She does that so often with you that you're surprised that her pupils have always gone back in their place.

She stops her kissing to hold you in her gaze. Her hand softly caresses the side of your face while she watches you grin at her from below. And you can't stop thinking about how utterly beautiful she looks from this angle. Her eyes hold so much tenderness that it makes you feel weak. Her hair frames her pretty face so perfectly. Plus, she's looking at you so prettily, (how can anyone look so beautiful just doing nothing?!). Fingertips in between her smiling lips, her slightly lowered eyelids, and even the way she flutters her eyelashes as she mutually observes you... you want to thank everything and everyone which caused and led up to the moment of you having the greatest opportunity to meet this beautiful girl with a heart of gold.

"Say it then," you tell her.

"No. I don't want to inflate that pathetic ego of yours any further."

"Come on, Saku-chan," you plead. You flash her a pout that would have looked good on anyone excepting you and try to mimic the way she flutters her eyelashes. "Please? For me?"

"Alright, fine. I missed... y-you—"

Perfect timing to slowly return the kisses she smothered you with. Lift yourself in order to press your lips to the skin below her mouth. Sakura stops speaking in surprise, but she gasps a little when you kiss her on the mouth firmly. It's such an adorable sound, a whimpery one, that you kiss her again in hopes of hearing a repetition of it.

No, you do not hear it again. But instead, you are granted an even better sound: a soft moan.

Sakura is truly like a cat; she leans the side of her face heavily against your hand, her quiet words of gratification coming out as sexy purrs instead of at the volume she intended for them. Your thumb stops at her bottom lip, playing with it, marvelling at the softness beneath the gloss.

You kiss her again. And again. And again.

"Oh god." Sakura takes a breather, pausing in the middle of the make-out session. She gives you an amused look despite her messy hair and flushed cheeks. "You just came here and we're already gonna have sex?"

"Who said we're gonna have sex?"

"Well, for one, your dick," Sakura fires back wittily. Her hand cups your obvious bulge. You shudder in pleasure. "And your fingers in my mouth." She sucks on them sensually, with her eyes remaining on you, making your heart skip a beat or two. "If you want to fuck me, you can just say it, you know."

You mumble out a quiet curse. Sakura starts to move her body against yours. It's a mind-numbing situation, so much that Sakura suggestively feeling your bulge and her tight small body moving sensually is a wary dream. Not to mention how good she looks in the oversized shirt she borrowed from you, even if it is safely casual. Sakura knows who and what she is, and she isn't one to slack in using it to her advantage.

Well, it was you who initiated anyway. And now you feel warm; Sakura is still performing her advances towards you, only now with a bit more determination. She straddles your throbbing erection daringly, so that it's directly pressed to her center, and you can feel how wet she is with just an upwards shift.

"Fuck, Kkura," you groan a little. It's embarrassing how hot you feel right now. Your clothes aren't even off yet!

"I want it so bad right now, baby," she complains softly. She grinds her hips to and fro, lightly bouncing as if she were actually riding you. "Do you know how many times I wanted to masturbate in the dorms, but I couldn't because of all the practices? Fuck, I can't even count it on my fingers."

You envision a sexually frustrated Sakura and become even more so yourself. The pictures running through your mind right now, of her rubbing her legs together as she practices to hold herself back, are anything but holy. "Have at it, then," you say.

"But..."

"What?"

"What about the ice cream?" Sakura asks.

You raise your eyebrows, then glance at the direction where Sakura's pointer is. Oh, right, the two pints still stand on the computer table where you unconsciously left them. Chocolate and strawberry, with your names in marker written on the lids. Sakura's is written with a "<3" at the end.

"Should we put them in the fridge?" Sakura asks.

Your mind strays a little too far that the smile you make is purely impulsive lust. "No, I have a better idea."

You flip the positions as fast as lightning. The pillows and mattress soften her fall. Give her one quick "I'll be back" kiss then collect the strawberry ice cream pint. The lid easily slides off. It has a small spoon taped beneath it, which you take as well.

You lift Sakura's shirt over her head. She helps you out, curious to see what you'd do. Then—

"Ohhhh, it's so cold."

Sakura tears at the blankets and sighs loudly. Strawberry ice cream paints her breasts. The cream covers her equally pink nipples and the roundness of her tits. And you have to admit that you're a genius with this idea. Sakura looks so hot lewdly gasping, with her painfully erect nipples topped with ice cream and her stomach twitching under your kisses.

You can't hold back anymore. You dive into her breasts. Your lips latch onto her nipples and suck on them with gusto. As expected, the ice cream is delicious, but the thing that exceeds its deliciousness is Sakura's moans of pleasure. She circles one of her nipples, letting the ice cream swirl on it, as she realizes that, despite it being a little stranger than your usual love-making, it does feel good. More than good, in fact.

"Ahhh, fuck, more... you're so good, baby!"

Her hand slides to the back of your head and clings to your hair. You lick her breast until your saliva has replaced the ice cream spread on the nipple. It's red and sore from your suckling, the same state the second boob is about to be subject to.

You squeeze the cute little tit, cleverly taking advantage of how sensitive Sakura's bosom is. She's sure to be soaked right now; she's sighing heavily, pretty mouth wide open and her eyes closed. So she doesn't see how you lean down very carefully, almost like you were trying not to be caught. How you playfully blow on the sensitive nipple, how you lean in and absolutely ravage it.

She's a sakura cake you can never get enough of. You are high on her sugar, yet you consume of her like she was made from a recipe too excellent for anyone to know. Take frequent licks and sucks at her tits, then taste the sugar on her stomach, while she finds herself addicted to the softness of your mouth.

And the hardness of your cock, too. Soon.

You'll escalate there, you know that. You just have to ease Sakura there with perfect timing.

She has been on the bed for so long, arms and legs spread apart, until her head tips upwards. "Hey...." Sakura pouts at you adorably. "I want some ice cream too."

"Sure." Spoon some of the strawberry delicacy in her mouth. She accepts it gladly. "And I think your thighs want some too, hm?"

"Heyyy, not on the bed- ohhh!"

The milky ice cream drips on her thighs. You quickly drop to your knees and lick the drops off before they can stain the bed. Sakura's thighs quiver with pleasure. Curse the shorts for still being on her so you can't eat her out.

"G-god, babe," Sakura pants. "That felt good but... not on the bed. We all know who does most of the laundry."

"Tsk, fine."

Another spoon of ice cream ends up in Sakura's mouth. You lift her up and kiss her. Her mouth still tastes of ice cream. You let your feet carry her to the kitchen while your mouth busily makes out with Sakura's. She's moaning, grabbing the sides of your face and at your shirt, tugging at its fabric. It's like she's expecting that just one forceful tug can tear it off you, just showing how desperate she is for your touch.

Mount her on the clear kitchen counter. She helps you wriggle off her shorts and unbutton your top. Her hands are messy and uncoordinated, but she truly wants to be the one to give your naked upper body a grand reveal. So, you patiently let her. You know it's the small things like that which make her happy.

Come to think of it, why did you ever doubt about the ice cream knowing Sakura will appreciate any gift? Even with the knowledge that you will forever be more than enough for her, your heart still looks down on your own efforts and self. Your playful attitude is all just a façade.

But she reminds you of your own worth. You see the way her eyes sparkle at your broad shoulders and stomach, and feel the loosening of her tense figure when she melts in your arms. You make her feel safe. Happy. Comfortable. Any adjective in the world that is adjacent to the word "home."

Her home is in your arms. Well, no, not exactly; her home is you.

Vice versa, too, or reverse. Whatever. But in simpler words, it's also the other way around; your home is her.

And what bliss such a beautiful home can give someone. The medium-sized spoon dripping of the ice cream is slipped in between your pair of lips and Sakura's own. You kiss with the utensil in between, and it teaches you to savor the slight touch of her tiers and the sweet milky ice cream from her equally delicious tongue. It's like you're making out with the spoon instead of her, but the two of you know how hot this is making both sides feel, so you go on. No harm in good things, after all.

Withdraw the spoon to scoop more of the ice cream in its mouth. It pours onto Sakura's bare thighs like a pink waterfall. Sakura reacts with a surprised "Mmph! S-so cold! It's all over me!"

"Let me clean it up, then," you offer charmingly.

Your princess allows you to. Your tongue connects with her thighs and catches the dripping strawberry expertly. Her gasp trembles with pleasure and surprise, and you calm her down with a quick kiss on the inner sides, but not slow enough to miss the drop of ice cream on the other thigh. You give it the same loving treatment as you caress the unkissed one, occasionally letting your hand grip and spank Sakura's butt. The flesh ripples beneath your palm.

"Please just eat me, baby," Sakura pleads. "Make me feel good."

You can never withhold anything from her. You give in, and find that her pussy is even more delicious than the ice cream. It's thoroughly wet, and you have to pull her closer to your mouth to prevent any drop from escaping your lips. But the gush of juices is inevitable when you draw it out by sucking on her "button." Sakura lifts her hips gladly and grinds her center more in your mouth.

"Oh god, yes, please. Yes, please please please, oppa, thank you! "

It amuses you how her orgasm doesn't take away her manners. You lick sharply at her tightening walls to draw it out of her. Her sweet taste fills your mouth and makes your head dizzy so that you can think of nothing but Sakura mewling and whimpering on the counter because of you. Her scent is so alluring; you drive your tongue deeper so it invades your welcoming nostrils. Sakura screams in delight.

"God, yes!" Sakura's fingers seal tighter around the edge of the counter. Her eyes are closed, and she's mindlessly mumbling while your stressed eating continues. "Yes, thank you, baby. Please, please lick me like that... don't stop..."

"Kkura-chan is so needy," you taunt her lovingly. Draw yourself back from her vagina to take a breather, then kiss the pulsing nub just a little above her slit. "You must have really missed me, didn't you?"

"Yes, I did." Sakura sighs at your loving kisses on her thighs and tiny stomach. There's a seldom upward buck that occurs wheneber you graze your lips just right, which you just want to keep drawing out of her. She lies back and gives herself permission to enjoy your lips after your licking returns to her center. "So much. I kept watching porn on my days-off and reading your, ah, messages. I'd touch myself to them, too. But..."

"But what?"

"It wasn't enough. Hmmmm."

Sakura does all the work herself and uses your tongue to rub her clit on. She thoroughly enjoys you performing oral on her; every time is like her first. She's always so sensitive, wet, and extremely needy. Your tongue could do the simplest dip inside her and she'd go ballistic. For example:

" Ffffuck!" Sakura sobs needily. "I can't take it anymore, babe. I need you. Inside me, I don't know if I can bear without you again."

"It's alright. I'm here now, Sakura. We can do whatever you like."

Her sob for you abolishes all plans to tease her more. Sakura is too precious to you; she has been quite lonely without you and another minute that goes without you joining her can and will make her go crazy. You know that since you've experienced it yourself. From the IZ*ONE hiatus and disbandment, to her months of long intense training after signing a contract with Hybe, you soon had a first-name basis with loneliness. And you aren't going to inflict it on either of you now that you are together.

You stand up again and kiss Sakura passionately. Your arms tangle behind the other's back as you try to remain close to her the best you can. Sakura loves tasting herself on your lips; she keeps pulling and pushing you in the midst of your liplocking, even moaning. But that's probably because of your hands groping her ass. Your fingers seek to squeeze and slap their globes as hard as they can, which just make her juices pour more beneath her.

Your cock grinds against her lips. It slides between its wet folds thoroughly, already stimulating you and Sakura as if it were already in. Sakura gives you another rough kiss before she lies back, eyes glued to your sexes joining, as she wiggles her hips in response. Her beautiful eyes do the pleading; she wants you more than anything now, and it would be so cruel not to give in to her pretty self.

So, so cruel. Anyone who doesn't give this beautiful and loving girl anything she likes is surely heartless, because here is Sakura, ready and waiting for you, turned into putty from your mouth and touch. Why leave her hanging? Why leave her unattended to?

So you give in. You give in completely. And it's like divine revelation when you enter her, when the strictness of her walls closes around you for what seems like the first in the longest time and her sobbed pleads turn into a single sharp moan. Suddenly, you understand that you love Sakura more than you thought—for her hardworking attitude, her lips on your shoulder, her eyes directed to yours. For her everything. You realize now how much you wanted and missed her during her training months, and how you might not be able to stand another second without her.

Because she is Sakura. Miyawaki Sakura, the girl you love more than anything.

You make the most out of your time with her. You begin with a few soft pumps, setting the beginning of the ritual. Sakura whines in your neck happily. Despite the speed not being that rapid yet, she enjoys it. She enjoys you taking your sweet time with her, as if time were money and you were the wealthiest man in the world.

Her legs are curled firmly around your waist, reminding you to maintain the gentle pumps for now. You do, and find yourself taking pleasure in the softness of it all. Everyone wants a passionate, rough lovemaking when the doors are closed and the curtains are drawn. However, this relatively slow start isn't too bad either. Maybe it is because you missed Sakura and do not want to arrive too early.

"Mmmm, God," Sakura murmurs. Look to your left shoulder and notice that her eyes are fluttering closed. Wonder if that's from sleepiness or the gratification. "That feels so good. You always, hm, treat me so nicely."

You feel the pride making your smile wider than ever. You bask in it not because of the way you are able to pleasure her, but due to the fact that you make her happy and appreciated. The two things, when compared, can sound a little similar. But you swear on your life that there's a large difference between being glad you are sexually capable and the pride from treating the girl you love with the kind she deserves: one that's as sweet as ice cream.

That reminds you of the pints on the farther side of the counter. They are surely melted now, but you still want to try mixing them with sex. If Sakura is still up for it, obviously.

Try to keep your voice steady as you ask, "Still want to do the ice cream thing?"

Sakura's pants take a while before giving way to her answer: "Yeah, sure."

Take a moment to scoop ice cream in Sakura's mouth. Before the milky substance drips away, you start sucking on her tongue. Sakura makes a surprised but welcoming moan. She grabs your head and pulls you in closer, encouraging you to continue. Your hot mouth drives her on and so do the steady thrusts of your hips.

"Fuck, that's so hot!" Sakura pulls away with a sigh. "C-can you—can you go faster now, please?"

"By all means," you say sweetly. Do so according to her needs, quickening the stamina of your drills and kissing along her jaw, neck and chest. After you finish, you hold her close and place a last one on her forehead.

Sakura trembles in your arms. Her hole tenses at the immediate evolution of the speed. She lets you do the work, allowing herself to receive rather than give like she always has, and only lets out the softest of sighs silenced by her lips pressed to your shoulder. Her nipples poke your own chest and swipe at your skin. Consider breaking the hug to give them deserved pinches, but decide to settle for the embrace the both of you are wrapped like presents in.

"You know I love you, right, Saku-chan?" you ask her. It isn't a rhetorical inquiry; you actually ponder if she does know that you do more than anything. Angle your hips upwards to hit the all-too-familiar perfect spots, and she yelps.

"Hmm, fuck, I know." She looks up at you, large eyes filled with love and pleasure, and rests her forehead against yours. "Do you know that I love you?"

You smile. It has been a long time since you have doubted that, and doing so won't happen again. "Of course. Are you close?"

You seek to help her answer her question with swifter thrusts and gropes. You caress the curves of her butt and thighs, gently urging them to splay wider, and allowing yourself to drill harder. The force makes her release more than a series of sounds. They are borderline screams, and they could have rendered you deaf if you did not want to grasp each word they are stressed as.

"Yes! Fuck, God, yes!" shouts Sakura. And really, even without her clear declaration, you would have known. Her lower body is moving and trembling. She is clinging onto you as if she isn't sure she can catch herself. More importantly, her moans are increasing and decreasing rapidly with both quantity and volume.

"Ah, I am, too, babe. Let's g-get through it together, okay? Holy fuck, you're tight."

"Yes, please cum with me. I love you. I really, really love you. Hnnn, oh—!"

Sakura's orgasm erases any doubt about the severity of her sexual frustration during training. For one, her wet core releases an abnormal amount of girl cum. Her legs trap you in between them and force you to keep the thrusts as deep and hard as possible. And her scream... you know you've really made her climax well when she cannot even stop herself from squealing in Japanese. You drain your own "ice cream" inside the premise of her pussy, knowing that if it were another occasion, she would have liked it in her mouth.

"Oh fuck, oppa," Sakura whimpers. The heat is overwhelming. Her clit prickles and pulses with need as the tiny hole below it spews more cum. "I can't take it, please, it's too strong. It's too—"

"Hey, it's alright," you say quickly, wrapping Sakura in a hug once more. The aftershock of her climax has become too rough for her to handle. Kiss her on her lips lovingly to bring her down from her high. "I'm here. It's over."

"Oh, it was so good, oppa," she moans. She can feel your shaft softening inside her, and the oddly pleasurable sensation of you pulling its limp form out makes her squeeze involuntarily at its departing tip. "I haven't cum like that in months. I can't, it's so..."

"It's okay. Breathe. Calm down for me."

Her walls trap your sensitive cockhead. Now you find yourself unable to calm down. You both have taken and released more than you thought you could. This was your breaking point as well as Sakura's. Something has got to give.

"Kkura," you whimper out. "Let's take this to the bed? Lie down for a bit?"

"Mmm, huh? Sure."

You guess this is the perfect time to practice your bridal-style carrying, for when you and Sakura finally seal for each other. She hums happily and sleepily when you dip her in your arms. Her honey-brown hair swings behind your forearm like a curtain. Maybe it is because the sex was already done, but your eyes automatically go to her beautiful face despite her body in its full naked glory. As you watch her tired eyes monitor your expressions and her pink lips stretch into a cute smile, you realize you wouldn't want any other girl than her.

You lay her on her bed and smile back. "Let's get you dressed up, yeah?"

"I don't feel like it..." Sakura does her best puppy-eye look and pouts. "Can you do it for me, please?"

You already were planning to do it for her even before she asked. The sleeves find their way around her arms naturally. Soon, she's as ready for bed as you are, dressed in a lilac nightdress with a small bow.

"Aren't you going to... you know, clean up?" you ask, grinning a little. You have already gone to the washroom and found yourself a change of pajamas. You even cleaned up and put the remaining ice cream in the freezee. All the while, Sakura remained on the bed.

"Maybe later. It feels really good inside me."

"Ugh, Kkura! TMI!" You cover your ears in mock disgust.

Sakura laughs and laughs till the joke loses its soul. You wouldn't trade that beautiful laugh for anything else, though. Even if it's for a better joke to move on. Love is patient like that.

It's a little while until someone speaks. The blanket is already on top of both of you and Sakura is snuggled beside you like a cat. Her hands do most of the work in resembling paws; they look small and almost tiny under the hems of the sleeves.

She breaks the ice with a more serious tone. "I really, really missed you, you know," she says softly.

You ponder that for a while, not because you're unsure of your response or anything like that, but because you know how much you did, too. There were days lonelier than normal which drove your crazy. What could a text message left unanswered for two days mean? Was Sakura okay? Your worries were endless until you made the decision to visit her after months of it being impossible to even be done as a secret.

"So did I, babe." You mean every word and every syllable that rolls off your tongue. "I love you, you know. I wish we could do this more."

"What? Have sex?" Sakura inquires jokingly.

You, however, are serious. "No, I mean be together. I was always worried about you one way or another. I just wish we could run away together and leave all of this behind. I—I know it's selfish, but—"

"I get it," Sakura says solemnly. "It's alright."

Her last words before she drifts off to sleep makes you wonder even more. But there's still dawn to look forward to in asking her about it.

One thing is clear, though: cherry blossoms are delicious with ice cream.

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prideofcelestia · 1 year

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Congratulations again, now here's my proper ask for the event..

I'm a bi she/her. I'm 5'5 and my mbti type is intj. I'm also a dec sagittarius. I'm someone who values respect and freedom over anything else which sometimes makes me wonder if pride is my sin but when i do explode after trying to keep prim and proper, i fear my anger myself. I'm often compared to a grumpy cat and i also say that I'm an old soul. I have a bad anxiety but my face deceives my emotions and make me appear unapproachable. My love language is acts of service and words of affirmation, but once I'm really comfortable with the other person i get clingy that it almost gives me a separation anxiety. Although I'd step back if that person's happiness is with someone else. For me, the happiness my loved ones matters the most. I haven't dated yet because i also fear the heartache yet i yearn for one lovely connection, a soulmate who'd understand me even if my face remains neutral. On a lighter note, I'm mostly into mature type but if i happen to fall for someone a little childish then i guess it can't be helped. I'll babysit them for the rest of my life as I've been doing for my friends.

I'm really sorry for making this long but my hands couldn't stop typing ;-;

bsjwkk dw buddy! don't be sorry! i enjoyed reading it. ^_^

*drumroll* i match you with

solomon

with a man like solomon who both values and is accustomed to respect owing to his knowledge and freedom due to his immortality and lack of close bonds, reciprocating these for his partner comes naturally. life is a wonderful gift and you bring additional colour and warmth to it. he prioritises your comfort and understands your boundaries because those are a part of you and he loves everything about you. he accepts all of you - the parts that you love and the parts that you feel are your flaws.

with pranks up his sleeves and teasing words at the tip of his tongue, he can be quite trying. when you eventually explode because of his antics and lash out despite not wanting to, he knows how to own up to his mistake. yes, he took it too far if it upset you because that was never the aim. he is sincere in his apologies when your emotions overtake you. if you need him by your side, that is exactly where you will find him. in case the reason of your anger is something else, he is willing to hear your side of the story and offer his opinions. wanting the best for you, he points out when he thinks that you are in the wrong without sugarcoating his words.

he understands that you feel guilty after letting your rage out, and he tries to reduce the negative feelings as best as he can. mentioning some experiences from the past, he tries to make you feel normal about your heartaches. "shhh, my love, i am here for you. don't overthink and put all the blame on yourself. that's unfair. you are not alone. tell me how you feel. i am all ears."

he tries to make you smile and lose any awkwardness you may have. in private, he is extremely sweet and tells you how he enjoys your company even if you two are just hanging out for fun.

"two old souls belong together," is something he often whispers while hugging you tightly.

"my happiness lies in your smile, my grumpy kitten. so, as long as you are with me and love me and let me make you happy, i think i can survive a few more centuries... pleasantly."

he indulges you and finds extreme joy when you act clingy. with a smug smirk, he pats your head, rubs your back and says, "oh? you must be too deeply in love with me to wanna be so close always. haha not that i am complaining, i think it's really cute. i wish the brothers could see us like this. imagining their conflicted expressions is a lot of fun."

he is glad that you adjust so well. he can be mature and mischievous in the same breath, giving quite a logical solution while pissing everybody in the room off with his next words. he sometimes wants to baby you while at other times, he wants to be babied by you. you make him so happy that he wants to bask in your very essence, be it while helping you with your tasks judiciously or being playful by holding you prisoner in his arms. keep looking after him and come to him in your hour of need.

#matchups #1000 followers #shion event #obey me #i hope you like it :") haven't done matchups in a while i am rusty

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ticklish-n-stuff · 2 years

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hiiii what if.. lee rui with soft tickles/back tickles.. he is so soft im fine.. id prefer polysho or any of the other wxs members as ler but!!! ty <3

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IT'S RUI'S BIRTHDAY! SCREAM IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS!

Ok that aside, ty anon for the cute req.! I hope you don't mind me lumping it with Rui's bday

Also soft lee Rui>>>>>💜💜💜💜

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Rui x Tsukasa x Emu x Nene (poly WxS)

Lee: Rui

Lers: Tsukasa, Emu, Nene

Warnings: Tickles!

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It was a peaceful morning or noon but that's not the point. Rui was currently in a deep slumber, dreaming of whatever wacky things you could imagine. What he wasn't expecting were the 3 individuals who snuck into his room to surprise him, it was his birthday after all.

"Why did I agree to this...".

"Shhh! He will hear you!".

"Wha-? You're the one yelling!".

"This idea is so wonderhoy~!".

Rui could hear from afar the bickering coming from his partners, being quiet definitely wasn't their strong suit. Still, he decided to play along and remained "asleep". Even so, he wasn't able to hold back a giggle from the silly situation. Tsukasa and Nene quickly perked their heads up at him.

"Great, he's awake. Nice going Tsukasa".

"What?! Don't put the blame on me!" Nene rolled her eyes and playfully jabbed the blonde on his tummy, causing him to let out a squeak.

"C'mon Rui, we know you're awake" but no response was given from the purple guy.

"Oi Rui, get up! Can't stay in bed all day on your special day" Tsukasa walked over to the foot of the bed and gently shook his leg, but still no response. Although, the blonde managed to catch a glimpse of a smirk on Rui's lips. He couldn't help but chuckle at that.

Nene crawled ontop of the bed and sat right next to Rui's "sleeping" frame. She then shook him more agressively by his shoulder. "Wake up!".

Rui meerly turned on his side, facing away from Nene, and hugged his pillow. Nene couldn't believe how childish he was being yes she could. If he wanted to keep playing stubborn, so be it. "I'm giving you one final warning, get up or else".

Rui simply let out another giggle and hugged his pillow tighter. Nene sighed and cracked her knuckles. "Fine, so be it" she snuck her hand under his shirt and gently ran her nails down his spine. He let out a squeal at the tickly feeling and broke down into the cutest giggles imaginable.

"EEP! Hehehehehe!" Rui tried to arch away from her evil fingers but Nene easily kept up with the soft tickles.

"If you're going to act like a child then I'll just treat you like one" Nene chuckled at the squeal he let out once she reached his neck. Silly Rui shook his head around and tried scrunching up his shoulders, not that he minded the tickles.

Tsukasa smiled in awe at how cute his partners were being, but he couldn't let Nene hog all the fun. He kneeled by the foot of the bed and softly lifted the covers revealing Rui's foot. He gave his sole a quick scribble, chuckling to himself once Rui jerked his foot away.

"What's wrong? Can't handle a few tickles~?" Both the ticklers laughed at the flustered whine that came out of their dorky boyfriend. Tsukasa pulled his feet back out and gently sat on his ankles. "Try getting away now, hahaha!" Tsukasa did his best evil laugh and softly tickled his boyfriend's feet all over.

"Nahahahahaha! T-Tsukasa dohohon't!" Rui tried tugging at his feet but Tsukasa wouldn't budge. Then, Nene moved her hand back down and softly scribbled along his lower back. "GaH-! Hahahahaha!" Rui quickly rolled onto his back, which was kind of a bad idea.

"You sure that was a smart move?" Nene teased as she lifted his shirt up, placing soft pokes all over his bare tummy. She would teasingly say 'poke poke poke' at each poke, which seemingly flustered her ticklish boyfriend.

"Ahahahaha! D-dohon't say thahahat!" He tried grabbing at her hands, but she was too fast for him. His cheeks were tainted a cute pink color and he had his eyes squeezed shut.

"No? Then what about...tickle tickle tickle~" Nene teasingly whispered in his ear causing him to squeal. Rui covered his flushed face with his hands, but Nene used the opportunity to stick a wiggling finger under each arm.

"nOHOHO! NAhat thehere Nehehene!" His arms instantly came crashing down as he squirmed from side to side.

Wanting to get a better view of his boyfriend's cute face, Tsukasa opted to sit ontop of his hips. "Aww, our boyfriend is so ticklish and adorable~" he cooed at Rui as he began to softly trace his sensitive tummy.

"Ahaham nahahat! W-wait! DohOn't you dahahare!" Rui's laugh grew a bit more desperate as Tsukasa teasingly stroked around his bellybutton.

"Oh? And what if I do dare? Can't stop me~" Tsukasa stuck his tongue out at him and softly tickled his navel.

"GYAh-! Nahahahahaha! I cahahan't!" Poor Rui threw his head back in laughter as his sensitive spots were teased and tickled by his lovers.

"He really is too ticklish for his own good".

"Agreed" both Tsukasa and Nene chuckled as they slowed down their fingers to a halt, allowing their boyfriend to catch his breath.

"Aehehe...t-that wahas very mehean!" Rui accussed playfully as extra giggles spilled from his lips.

"Please, as if you didn't enjoy it".

"We know how much you enjoy your tickly tickles~" Tsukasa teased as he softly scribbled at his hipbone, causing Rui to snort. Both Nene and Tsukasa were in awe by the funny yet cute sound.

"Okahahay! M-maybe I dihid like ihit!" Nene and Tsukasa smiled fondly at him as Tsukasa stopped tickling for real this time. "Phehew...wait weren't there three of you earlier?" They all looked at each other dumbfounded for a moment until...

"SURPRISE!" yelled out Emu as she popped out from under Rui's bed. Tsukasa and Nene shrieked at the sudden yell and clutched onto each other for dear life. Rui simply giggled at his girlfriend's surprise as he sat down properly. "Did you like my super sneaky surprise?!".

"Yes, I definitely wasn't expecting it. It even caught these two off guard~" both Rui and Emu chuckled at the scaredy cats.

"Y-you could've atleast told us what you were planning!" Scolded Tsukasa in a lighthearted tone. Emu simply giggled and tackled the birthday boy into a hug.

"Oof! What are you doing- Ehehemu wahahait!" Rui suddenly burst out into giggles when he felt a tickly feeling along his sides.

"I still haven't given you your birthday tickles! That's what you two were doing, right?!" Emu looked up at her other two partners as she kept tickling Rui underneath her.

"Uhh...y-yes that's exactly what we were doing. So make sure you get him good" said Nene as she smirked evily at Rui.

"You meheheanie! AH-! Nahahahaha! E-Emuhuhu!" Rui squeaked as Emu planted soft tickly kisses across his tummy.

"Kisses for the birthday boy!" Emu kept on kissing his ticklish tummy, sometimes focusing on his navel. It might seem like such an innocent act but boy did it tickle!

"Wait I wanna give the birthday boy some kisses too!" Tsukasa interjected as he planted soft kisses around Rui's neck.

"W-wahahait! This isn't fahahair! Ahahahaha!" He scrunched up his shoulders out of reflex. Rui could feel his face heat up from all the tickly kisses he was receiving.

Nene sighed at how playful her partners were being, might as well join in on the fun. She softly nuzzled Rui's back which earned her the cutest squeal imaginable. His partners quickly cooed at him which caused him to blush even further.

"Haha! What a cute reaction, like always" said Tsukasa as he playfully poked at his cheek. Rui turned his head and attempted to bite his boyfriend's finger, the audacity! Tsukasa shrieked and quickly pulled his finger away. "What the heck was that for?! You're so getting it now!" Tsukasa then proceeded to nibble along Rui's ear, causing him to shriek.

"GAH-! Hahahahahahaha! N-nahahat thahahat!" Poor Rui tried shaking his head around, but Tsukasa was determined to keep going.

"Hehehe! That was so wonderhoy~!" Said Emu while watching the scene unfold. She then blew a fat raspberry on his tummy.

"GyAHAHAHAHAHA! Okahahay! No mohohore!" Rui screamed in laughter at the raspberry, those were always killer for him. He could feel himself reaching his limit as tears pricked the corners of his eyes. His partners slowly stopped all their tickling, cuddling him in the process to help him relax. "Ahahaha...t-thahanks for thahat!".

"Anytime" Tsukasa smiled at him as he layed his head on his shoulder, Nene following suit on the other side. While Emu layed comfortably across their laps. Rui let out a sigh of satisfaction, he couldn't had asked for a better birthday present.

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Not me posting this exactly at midnight aksjaksjajs

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hedgyhog-lawly · 2 years

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Nothing fancy just a lil fic I quickly wrote for Valentine's Day and wanted to share here (originally posted on Ao3 under the same name as here :)

Note : Ok so I wanted to write a cute lil fic for Valentine's Day... Here it is XD Don't mind the poor writing, I started to write this the 13th at 8pm,went to sleep like an hour and a half after, continued to write the 14th between my school lessons and finished the 15th in the morning in the bus to go to school and before starting classes sooo yea xD (yes imma blame my not so good writing on a lack of time even tho I could've started earlier or posted it later, shhh XD). So uh ye, enjoy I guess xD and don't get your hopes too high LMAO - ALSOOO I got the idea from a rp I did in the Servamp amino and I used stuff from that rp ^^ last thing- I know my paragraphs are shit lmaooo I didn't feel like spending too much time separating them oops, but I promise I'll try better next time xD

Summary:

It's Valentine's Day, and Hyde has a date. But what would happen if that girl didn't show up? What if Licht was the one to come, and what if Hyde had it all planned from the start?

A random hotel in Japan, 13th of February

Licht was playing piano, as usual. And Hyde was laying on his bed, bored, so bored. Initially, he had decided to listen to Licht's music, but the violent teen's temper (and Hyde's habit of teasing him about pretty much everything) had resulted in a fight between the two, which caused a lot of kicks aimed at the vampire , and resulted in Hyde being kicked out of the room by Licht with an angry "Don't you dare come in here again or I'll kick you through the window!". Rude. Hyde was only trying to entertain himself, after all! Since the pianist seemed to be unable to do anything but play,leaving him forced to stay around, it was only fair for him to use Licht for his entertainment!

He sighed, shifting to look out of the window at the town. Since he's been kicked out, he had already grown bored of his other usual occupations, and the only thing left was looking outside, spying on the people that were doing interesting stuff. Well, maybe not *that*interesting stuff, but at least more interesting than what he was doing, he thought with a sigh.

As he was looking at the people, he let his mind wander. The streets were prettier than usual, many shops seemed to offer discounts and a lot of people seemed in a hurry. He tilted his head, wondering why. Did he forget about some stupid holidays…? He continued to look at the streets and the people, a bit confused, before it hit him, his eyes widening. Valentine's Day, how could he forget! Well, it's not like he had someone to spend that day with…. He hummed, going back to watching the streets, silencing his thoughts about how it would've been nice to have someone, and that it could be a nice moment. No, Valentine's Day was stupid, like Licht would probably say. Not that he cared about Licht's opinion on the matter, though! He definitely didn't.

He was lost in thoughts, still watching. People outside seemed to have fun… not fair. He wanted to have fun as well! But when you're alone, sometimes, whatever you try to do, it's not fun. It's not like he can ask Licht, this stupid angel is always locked with his piano, though thinking about it, Licht is the one who needs to go out, more than Hyde does, even if he's bored out of his mind. After a bit, the sides of his lips curled into a smile. Yeah, Licht *really* needs to go out. And since Hyde is so *generous*, he'll help him. He sat up, trying to think. How could he make Licht go out? He thought, still absent-mindly looking at the street. Then, his smile widened. The perfect occasion to make Licht leave his piano was before his eyes, in the street! Valentine's Days… He'll need a bit of thinking to find a reason, but he'll find something. After all, it's not like he lacks time.

~Several hours later, in Crantz's hotel room~

[...] "See, Crantz, that's why you need to help me! Licht needs to spend some time outside, don't you think?!"

Crantz listened to him, a slight smile on his lips "So you want my help to set you a Valentine's Day date with Licht, that's it?" Hyde's brows furrowed and he said loudly "No, absolutely not! I just think he needs to see the outside world more so he won't go even crazier than he already is, and since he won't go out by himself, won't listen to me, and that Valentine's Day is right around the corner, it's the perfect logical plan!" Crantz hummed "and the only way you thought of to make him go out was to fake being forgotten by your date so Licht would pity you and come instead not to leave you alone?"

Hyde shrugged, nodding "It did sound like a pretty nice plan when I thought about it."

"what if he doesn't care and says it's well deserved?"

"he won't want to miss an opportunity to make fun of me" he rolled his eyes

Crantz laughed and nodded, and with that it was settled; he'd help Hyde, for the sake of making Licht see the outside world and… because he's seen something in Hyde, something that maybe was worth letting grow, he thought with a smile, as he heard Hyde walking in the music room.

Licht was finally forced to stop playing in the evening, when Crantz forced him to leave the music room to eat a proper meal. He wasn't very happy about it, since he'd decided to practice the whole evening. After the meal, Crantz said that he needed to "talk" to him. Licht sighed, expecting another lecture on how he should focus on other things than the piano or how he should try and get along better with Hyde, so he was rather surprised when Crantz mentioned Valentine's Day, saying that it was soon. He frowned, wondering why Crantz would want to talk about that, and didn't answer, looking at him with a raised brow. Crantz hummed, trying "Anyway.. Did you know that Hyde had a Valentine? He's going on a date". Licht's face stayed neutral but he internally frowned. Why the hell would Crantz make him come to say that? He didn't *care * what Hyde was doing on Valentine's Day, or with who! He huffed "What does that have to do with me? I don't care what the shit rat is doing!" Crantz looked around as if to check if anyone was around before answering "She's not coming". A smug smile appeared on Licht's face "Of course. She's realized he's a demon and want nothing to do with him anymore" he replied, seeming a bit too happy about it for someone who didn't care.

"I don't know the reason, but she's more likely not coming, that's why… I need you to do something. Can you go in place of that girl? If he's left alone on Valentine's Day because his date didn't show up, we won't see the end of it, and I want to have a bit of peace ". Licht frowned, processing the information" You want me to go on a date with him on Valentine's Day? What the hell, Crantz ! " he answered, seemingly disgusted, though the tip of his ears were slightly pink. Crantz shook his head" Well, it's more… saving him so he doesn't stay alone? I understand, you're thinking that it'll be embarrassing for you if the girl eventually shows up… "

Licht scoffed" If she shows up, I'll make her leave! "

Crantz grinned and Licht immediately added with a frown" as an angel, I can't let a human be fooled by that demon. That's why I'll come. To protect the girl if she comes. "

Crantz hid his laughters and nodded, then starting to explain to Licht all he needed to know about the hour the place…

Licht was sitting on his bed, frowning. So low of that demon to try and corrupt an innocent girl on Valentine's Day! He'll make him regret that, regardless of whether the girl was to come. He spent the rest of the evening talking about it, probably angrier than he should've been.

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Valentine's Day, in the morning

Hyde woke up early in the morning, in a good mood. It would be a good day, he felt it. He did everything he had to do, humming happily. On the other hand, Licht was in a bad mood. He was annoyed by the fact Hyde had a date, and even more annoyed that such an unimportant thing could bother him. 'is it really that unimportant though?' whispered a voice at the back of his mind, but he ignored it. Of course it wasn't important. Hyde could date anyone, he didn't care! The only reason he did would be to be sure he didn't trick innocent people into dating him, that's all.' is it the only reason?' he huffed. Of course it was. He rolled his eyes, even more annoyed than before, and left his room, hoping to stop thinking about dumb stuff.

During the day, Licht was particularly mean with Hyde, snapping at him and kicking way more often. And of course, Hyde, seeing that Licht seemed pissed off, couldn't resist annoying him even more. In the earlier afternoon, surprisingly, Licht left his piano, apparently planning to leave the hotel. Hyde, rather surprised, asked where he was going but was only answered with a "An angel doesn't need to tell where he goes to a demon. If you follow me I'll break your bones." Hyde smiled at the usual threat but decided not to follow him. After all, he'll see him enough in the evening, he thought with a slight smile.

Licht was in town, going from shop to shop,searching for a present to Hyde. Since he would show up to his date, he had to bring him a present. And since he was an angel, it had to be a nice present. That was the only reason why he'd been searching for some hours now. Not because he wanted to buy something nice for Hyde, or because he wanted to comfort him for being left alone. Of course not, that demon deserved it, he thought, frowning at the thought that Hyde had a date with someone else. He eventually stopped by a nice Caffè and decided to relax there for a bit, ordering some pastries.

He relaxed while eating, his mind wandering. He didn't really know what to buy for Hyde… What did that shit rat even like beside Shakespeare and being annoying-? He hummed, thinking. Usually, for Valentine's Day, people bought stuff like chocolate or sweets… He could buy Hyde chocolate, too. He frowned, remembering the chocolate boxes he'd seen: red and pink, heart shaped with ribbons,... Too lovey-dovey. And Hyde would tease him *forever* if he were to gift him such a thing. Though he'll probably appreciate it, given how cheesy he was, he thought, unconsciously smiling. He shrugged, deciding that he'll buy chocolate here. After all, they were pretty good. And he would know, he was eating one right now. And the bonus was, the box wouldn't scream 'see it's a heart-shaped box because you have my heart!'. He quietly finished eating and bought a chocolate box for Hyde, then going back to the hotel.

Hyde's been excited the whole day, looking forward to the "date" with Licht, even if he wouldn't admit it to anyone. No, he was just being a good Servamp by helping his eve relax, that's it! He was pacing in his room, wishing time would go faster. Meanwhile, Licht was in his own room, trying to work on a new piece. Trying was the good word, since he wasn't really able to concentrate. Thoughts at the back of his mind were preventing him from fully concentrating on his music. As usual, it was Hyde's fault ;it was what Licht told himself, despite Hyde not even being in the same room. But it was Hyde's fault anyway, since he was the one Licht couldn't stop thinking about. Or more precisely, his date. He didn't like the thought of Hyde wanting to date people, he thought, frowning. Why so? He asked himself. Licht wasn't one to hesitate or not get what he wanted, that's why he eventually put his notebook away, scanning his mind, willing to understand exactly what was bothering him and what he could do to feel peaceful again.

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In the evening, at the restaurant

Hyde was sitting at the table, waiting. Crantz confirmed that Licht had accepted, but Hyde knew it was still possible that he wouldn't come. He was nervously fidgeting, starting to think it maybe wasn't a good idea. Even if Licht was to come, what was he supposed to do then? It would be awkward…. He sighed. He should've thought about it earlier. It was a bad idea.

Licht was in front of the restaurant, looking at Hyde. As Crantz said, the girl wasn't there and Hyde was alone at the table, looking nervous. He stayed there for some time, looking at him. He was wearing quite formal clothes, and his hair was styled. Eventually, he came in and walked to the table,but Hyde didn't immediately notice him. Licht frowned slightly, standing in front of the table. He eventually lightly kicked Hyde's leg "Your date isn't going to come, but this angel came so you wouldn't look too miserable, left alone on Valentine's Day". Hyde looked up at him and forced a smile "What do you mean, Lichtan~ ? She's obviously just late". He rolled his eyes "Cut the act, demon. You look shitty" his smile dropped and he shrugged "If you came here to 'save' me, you shouldn't be insulting me, y'know". Licht huffed, calling for the waiter with a swift motion "whatever. Be glad I'm gracing you with my presence, hedgehog." he then turned to the waiter, ordering food then making the waiter leave. Hyde pouted, complaining "You didn't even let me order!". The teen glared at him "Whatever. A demon like you doesn't deserve nice food." he then went silent until his food was brought, starting to eat.

Licht was quietly eating, appearing slightly bored and annoyed. In reality, he didn't know what to do. His interactions with Hyde usually always led to a fight, and it wasn't often that he actually had to talk to him. After all, Hyde should be the one making the conversation, since it was his fault that Licht was there, he stubbornly thought. Hyde was fidgeting, uneasy. For once, he really wanted to try and talk with Licht, have fun with him. But Licht glare was making him feel stressed, and it's like his brain was slowly disintegrating.

Licht's food was finished and he called the waiter again, ordering a dessert, once more not caring about letting Hyde order. He once more complained when the waiter left, but was immediately silenced when Licht threw a little box at him. He barely caught it, surprised. His eyes widened and he looked alternatively at Licht then at the box. "W-what is that?"

"You're supposed to give gifts on Valentine's Day, aren't you?" he shrugged

Hyde stared at the box, eyes wide

Licht's brows furrowed and he leaned over, as to take the box back "I'll just take it back if you don't want it, shit rat"

He shook his head, holding the box "I-I'll keep it!"

He looked down at the box, carefully opening it, smiling when he saw the chocolate. He noticed a little card and took it, laughing slightly when he read the words on it, that were saying 'for the lonely shit rat that can't even get a date'. He looked at Licht "So mean" he said, but he was smiling. Licht shrugged "That's true. And if she did come, I would've made her leave, so that you wouldn't have been able to trick her demon". Hyde grinned "Trick her? Don't be like that, Lichtan~ I didn't trick anybody, girls just loove me~!" he was very surprised by Licht's gift and was still uneasy, so he used the one thing he always did with Licht, tease him, in hope it would at least initiate a conversation between them. Not really a smart decision, but Hyde unfortunately didn't realize it. He went on to continue talking about how popular he was and things like that, and the more he talked the more Licht was pissed off. He quickly ate his dessert, the sweet taste of the strawberry shortcake replaced by bitterness and anger, until he just couldn't take it anymore. He stand up, eyes glowing with anger, his half finished dessert on the table "I'm finished, I'm leaving. Meet me outside if you're not a coward." he said coldly, promptly leaving, anger palpable in his steps. Hyde blinked, surprised, before a shiver ran through his body. He fucked up, he really did.

Licht was waiting outside, angry. He came here so that Hyde wouldn't be ridiculous by being left alone on Valentine's Day, he even got him a gift, and all that stupid demon did was complain and talk about popular he was with girls, could you fucking believe it?! If he'd stayed longer, he probably would've smashed his head into the table, he thought angrily. Hyde shouldn't have done that, especially when Licht has just realized that very day that he liked him. As in, more than he thought he ever would, in a special way; he loved him. And he has decided to confess, that's why he told him to meet him outside instead of simply leaving.

Hyde was walking out of the restaurant, a bit stressed about the reason why Licht would tell him to meet him outside. He took a deep breath and opened the door, trying to silence his thoughts. Licht was standing outside, waiting. He looked at Hyde with sharp eyes "What do you think Valentine's Day means, shit rat ?"

He blinked, surprised by the question, but answered anyway "It's a day to celebrate our loved ones and spend time with them"

"I came here to help you, stupid demon. But if you wanted a real Valentine's Day you should've said so and just leave, at least I wouldn't have had to endure such a shitty evening" he huffed

Hyde shook his head "N-no, I appreciate that you came to help me, really- And what do you even mean by 'a real Valentine's Day?'"

"with someone you like, rotten hedgehog. I have no regrets, but do you?" he narrowed his eyes. This was basically his first attempt at confessing, implying he didn't have any regrets because he'd spent this evening with a loved one: Hyde.

"Even if my date didn't come, it wasn't that bad of an evening" he joked, totally missing Licht's confession.

Licht stayed quiet for some time before saying "an angel doesn't fall in love with a demon. Do you know why?"

Hyde shrugged "I don't. After all, there is no reasons not to so"

Licht glared at him "It's because demons are dumb, low, half-hearted, shy away from important things and trick people. An angel is a pure being with pure feelings. Will you once more act like a demon?"

Hyde was staring at him, lost. What the hell was Licht on-?

He frowned, kicking him when he saw he didn't answer " Do not take my feelings lightly, shit rat! "

He slowly blinked, parroting "Your.. .feelings? "

Licht didn't answer and looked at him with piercing eyes

Hyde gasped, finally understanding, and his body moved, as if without his control, and he pulled Licht into a tight hug

Licht stiffened but didn't move, about to ask him why he did that and remind him that he still had to answered, but he didn't, words leaving his mind when Hyde whispered "I love you Lichtan"

His eyes widened and he said with a small voice "You…?"

Hyde nodded, still hugging him close "I do. Sorry for acting dumb the whole evening…"

Licht frowned "What about that girl then? Why did you plan a date with someone else if you love me, demon?"

Hyde stayed quiet for a moment then looked up at him "... There was no girl"

Licht frowned, confused, and Hyde added "It was all part of a plan I'd set up to have a Valentine's Day date with you" he said cheeks heating, and Licht felt an agreeable warmth settling in his chest "maybe you're not that bad of a demon, after all…" he looked at him with a slight smile, his icy eyes warming up. They looked at each other for some time, then Licht moved closer, softly kissing Hyde, moving away immediately after, face dusted a light pink " Let's go back at the hotel, this suit is uncomfortable"

Hyde was grinning happily, feeling butterflies "It makes you look even more handsome~"

Licht huffed but his cheek reddened "Shut up"

Hyde giggled and grabbed Licht's hand, going quiet

Licht smiled slightly, squeezing his hand "You better buy me a Valentine's gift, demon"

"I will"

ALRIGHT THAT'S IT HOPE U ENJOYED IT AT LEAST A LITTLE BYYYE

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dreamcorechild · 1 year

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[The corruption arc.]

Chapter Nine: Admiral and Brown vs Black 6c.

Back on the ship. Brown was busy looking for Oil. Who was tricking him into playing a game for him. But for Brown. He wasn't bothered by it at all. He instead finds it funny to search for the oily mushroom.. Thanks to his gooey trail. It lead him straight to him. But instead of just picking him up.. He decided to make him giggle by pretending that he didn't see him.

"Now.. Where could he be? Hmm.. Could he be hiding in those boxes... Nope... Would he be hidden amongst the ropes... Nah uh... Oh.. I know! I can listen to his cute little giggles, hehe!"

Oil was unaware that Brown was standing right behind him looking down at the stickling.

"Aha! Gotcha!!"

He picked him up, much to his surprise, he made a squeal of laughter, watching Brown patting his mushroom head as a reward for being an adorable bundle of joy. Once he put him down to let him run around the ship, he faintly glanced at Admiral who was limping back to the control room.

Brown was shocked to see his face all gloomy with sadness. He knew by heart that Admiral never shows this kind of face before... Ever since they were little. So, concerned for him. Brown decided to check up on his bestie. He stretched his back. Relieving all the tight muscles that was annoying him.

Knock.

"Admiral, is it okay if I come inside. Just want to have a word with you, that's all."

He wasn't expecting the door to be unlocked within an instant. A few times before it would take a while for him to convince Admiral to let him in.. He saw him steering the ship back to the mainland. Brown moved aside him. Tilting his head further to still see that unpleasant face of his. This didn't please him at all so with no seconds to spare, he grabbed the brakes. Pulling it up to slow the ship down. Halting it into a complete pause.

"Brown.. Why did you-"

Brown didn't speak. He just covered his mouth, pinning him against the wall.

"Shhh... Buddy... I can see something is bothering you... Its okay if you want to tell me about it.. Its about Black 6c, isn't it?"

Admiral took a deep breath. Nodding.

"Fine, you got me... I just don't like the way he's treating our residents... Especially killing them in the worse way possible.. Like.. Who would do such a thing, breaking your bodies into millions of pieces, then your soul would be stuffed and consume inside a armour of corrupted mass with hollow faces... That's just... Wrong... Even it makes me sick just by thinking about it..."

"I know.... But don't think about it to much.. Its just gonna make yourself feel worse... And I don't want that... We must be fearless to go against him.. When we have the chance... Things will be better when it's over, I promise..."

Brown place his hand on his back. Making a circle like motion around. The stick figure cringed. Hesitating another thing that was also attached into his head.

"Is something else also bothering you old pal?"

"N.. No... I just."

"Admiral, look at me.."

The stick figure tilted his head, staring face to face.

"I can tell when people are lying to me... Lying isn't okay.. So do me a favour.. Be a good boy and spit it out what needs to be said.. I won't judge you alright.."

Admiral shook his head, before letting out a long grumpy sigh.

"Remember back at the clock tower... How he sent out one of his strongest to take away that one thing that you loved.... And you said that i was the blame for it... I'm... I'm sorry if you think that it was my fault that you lost your home... I didn't have any time to think straight. Your life was at risk, I had no choice but to get you out of there... I didn't want to loose you Brown.. You are so important to me... And, again... I'm really sorry if you think of me that way..."

Brown eyes widen. He looked down with guilt. If it wasn't for Admiral quick thinking and his arrival then... He wouldn't be standing next to him. Talking and comforting him... Without realizing back there... Admiral was his hero..

"I understand... We made mistakes but then again, who doesn't? Somehow... We must learn from them in order for us to be better at it... I learned how to control my anger and be a better gentleman... You learned on becoming a better leader for our team... And that's a good thing from a fellow stubborn stick figure like you."

Admiral stared with shaken eyes.

"You really think so..?"

"Of course! You look out for your team mates problems... And I'll do the same, deal?"

"Look out for each other? Yeah right... No one understands me well as much as you do Brown..."

Admiral declines the hand shake.. Anger and Sadness was mixing into his mind... Hard enough for a break down.

"That's because your distancing yourself from them... That isn't healthy Admiral... But they'll know you more if you step out of your shell...

"That's the thing.. I can't... I'm so overworked with my role as the soldier of the sea... And all day.. I have to keep watch of any suspicions going around... And when i get to have my day off... Something like this always happens... And i'm so tired of it!!!"

And with that, the stick figure fell onto his knees. Bringing extra injuries to his ankle... Brown kneeled down. Not waiting a minute longer to pull his friend into his arms. Hugging him tightly at the point of squeezing him.

"It's okay to cry, I know how it feels to be so alone because of your part time job... But you got me now, and I'm never gonna leave you in the dark... Buddy..."

Brown didn't care if he was going to do something that Admiral wasn't expecting. He pulled his face in closer for a warm soothingly kiss. He didn't regret it... And so did his friend who immediately melted into the kiss, he felt warm and well enough for his ankle to be fully healed.

"He took away your own home, Brown.. I don't want my ship to suffer the same thing as well..."

"Don't worry... We won't let him repeat that same disaster a few days ago.. We're save out here in the open blue.. No vanquishers would ever find us... I promise.."

Just then, Oil bashed through the doors. Toddling as fast as his little legs could. Pouncing on the two with adrenaline pumping inside of him. Bubbling up like he saw something that gave him the fright of his life..

Brown looked down, concerned but patted his mushroom head once more. Reassuring him.

"My word Oil.. What's wrong?"

He pointed at the door. Admiral looked at Brown. He looked back at him. Nodding. Admiral ripped the bandage of his ankle. Stumbling out of the control room.

The two made his way straight to the front deck.. Where he was waiting with a sadistic grin on his face.

"What a pleasure to see you two again.. Brown.. And Admiral.. The ones who imprisoned me under ground.."

"AND FOR A GOOD REASON TO YOU BASTARD!!!"

Admiral had the determination to run straight to him with a clench fist, punching him back. The affects were painful. His hand burnt from the corrupted skin. While Black 6c didn't even flinch from it. Still having his ghastly grin.

"Oh please.. There no need for that now is there.. I was only trying to make this world into what I wanted it to be... Not my problem that your fellow residents decayed one by one.. They were simply in my way... I wouldn't have corrupted their minds if they let me continue my revolution.. But... Where's the fun in that..."

"Oh you sick asshole...." Brown shouted.

The consumer didn't care less. He only cackled, teasing the two.

Oil crept behind them, just before the fun was about to begin.

"But it's a good thing you brought yourself to us.. Now we can finish you of again..."

"And to not make the same mistake... I learned from my past fair and square... This time... I'll be the one who goes first..."

Black 6c waved his cloak. The water around the ship was going black. Hollow like faces appeared from the sea, it was his spell. Black 6c casted a wave of corruption onto the side of the boat. Shaking it violently for the 4 of them to be sent flying in different directions.

At this point. Oil would think that this would be a part of a theme park ride. He let out a squeal of joy to see hew fun it was while the grown ups were having difficulties getting back on their feet.

Black 6c on the other hand didn't have any problems, a few seconds later he was floating in the air. Staring down at the ship. Tilting to its size, the near moment of a full on capsize.

Admiral was clinging onto the side of the ship, using his one hand to hold onto Brown tightly. Oil fell into the dark sea, to feel the deep depths of the empty dark waters below...

He instantly panicked, splashing water all over him in the process. Screaming and wailing like a child who was on the verge of drowning.

"Admiral, let go of me. I have to save Oil, he can't swim!!!"

"But what about you, you can't swim either!"

"I'll be fine, I promise.. Just go and kick his ass for me!!"

The stick figure hesitated.. He looked to see Oil, nearly vanishing into the waters. He nodded. Letting go while using the new spare arm to give him the advantage to climb up. Now on the side of the boat. He stared down at the Prince of darkness who was spectating the whole thing.. Impressed by their team works.. But isn't entertaining enough...

So he decided to spice up things, casting out his two precious blades from corrupted auras. Engaging in a all out battle against the soldier of the seas.

Brown swam into Oil as fast as he could. Dragging him out of the water and into his embrace. Calming him down instantly.

"I've got you Oil.. I've got you.."

He looked back at the boat, seeing the collision between two rivals going head on against each other. He swam close in case Admiral needed him. Somehow.. Black 6c was overpowering him.

He'd impale Admiral with his blades. Ripping through his chest and pulling his swords out instantly. This horrified Brown and Oil.

"ADMIRAL!!!!"

"Heh.. Is that what I get from you.. Yet they call you a hero... Pathetic... Such a waste of a battle and energy..."

Admiral may be down.. But he isn't giving up on that way to easily. He gripped onto his large sword. Slicing his corrupted leg, casting the waves to push Black 6c deeper into the depths of the sea. He panted, holding onto his chest where two large stab wounds were spreading through. Brown threw Oil to the surface, climbing up himself before running over to his old pal.

"Is it over... Are you okay..?"

"I'm good.. But... I think this is far from over."

And he was right.. A few seconds a large corrupted beam missed the ship by inches. Black 6c floated out of the sea. Staring back at them angrily.. Though his smile still stays intact. He was impressed on how well they had done.. But he would sure to keep them of track with his final trick.

"Impressive.... But you can't take take away a villains fun.. Its rather impossible to do so..."

"Oh yeah.. Well he just beated your ass because you were distracted."

"And yet I gave him the most injuries than he did to me.. Though... Such a shame I didn't want to waste my strength on you three... But admit it... You all had this exact nightmare before..."

Black 6c made a malicious smug. He decided that enough is enough.. Time for him to spice up the game to unleash something more powerful than a Vanquisher..He opened his cape. Digging his hand into his own stomach.. Brown sees this as a threat, pulling out his time staff to cast upon hundreds of arrows, all aimed at the Prince...

Shockingly... They all didn't hit him... Behind the smokes lies a large shield.. Of a sprouted rose...

"What on earth...?"

"Is... Is that... A rose?"

The rose exploded into hundreds of petals.. What was inside that rose traumatized the three..

Brown was speechless.

Admiral's jaw lingered out..

And Oil squealed in horror.

Black 6c stood beside his newest creation.

"Amused my friends... Behold... My greatest experiment.. The child of the rose!!"

The little stick figure looked down at them. Motionless but tears leaking from their eye.. The other was replaced by a sprouted red rose.

"No way.... T.. That can't be true..."

"Grey... The child who went missing 5 years ago.... So that's where he was this whole time... Under the spell... Tortured and imprisoned by that MOTHER FUCKER!!!"

Brown screamed at Black 6c who wasn't phased by it at all.

He looked at grey.. Commanding him to attack the three with no sort of refusal. Grey stared down.. There was still a part of him fighting through the corruption.. But... He accepted it... He accepted the monster he had become. His home was gone.. And his family to.... All was left of himself was.. Himself... A child with an empty heart... A pain that wouldn't go away.

"NO.. GREY.. DON'T LISTEN TO HIM.. SNAP OUT OF IT, THIS ISN'T YOU!!"

"Yeah! We'll take you home, we promise.. You won't have to be alone anymore!!"

The consumer put his face closer to the little stick figure.

"Don't listen to them little one.. Remember what I said... Refuse to obey would make your torture even more extreme... You don't want to break like a vase now... Do you..."

Grey didn't hear anything.. He mumbled out his usual words.. Somehow.. Brown and Admiral could hear him. Even from down below.

"Where's mummy and daddy.. I want and daddy.. I want to go home.. Why cant I go home..."

Large thorns crashed into the oceans. Wrapping themselves around the ship, lifting it into the air. The three clung on for dear life's. Brown could only stare at Grey with sadness.

He didn't want this to happen.. Not for a child who was lost for 5 years straight. The thorns moved the boat back. Quickly moving up, letting go. Throwing them far back to the bay of the capital.

They all thought they were gonna have a hard time landing. Luckily for Oil and his gooey mucus. The three landed on a soft sticky surface. Not long for them to scramble out of the way before the ship crashed into the same spot as they were. It easily broke away, and Admiral could do nothing but mourn for the loss of his precious weapon...

Brown stared over at the distance.. Seeing the large thorns and roses were beginning to multiply. They were tying together, wrapping around to create a one giant entity. Roses sprouted out.. With Grey hiding in the bigger one. He'd Let the thorns puncture his skin and flesh. Bringing him immense pain. Brown would faintly see the giant plant making its way towards their direction.. The capital.

Brown never felt so emotional to see a young innocent stick figure with many wounds and thorns wrapped around him.. He clenched his fist in rage.

"Grey... What did that monster do to you...."

#corruption arc #oc story

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mistress-riddle · 2 years

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𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈. tom riddle.

ꨄ CW. mentions of death, fluff, mild language and tom being a little shitebag.

MASTERLIST.

ꨄ PROMPT(S). 18. “don’t look at me like that. it’s distracting.” 63. “if i die, im haunting you first.”

ꨄ REQUEST. I think a one-shot with the prompts 18 & 63 from the list would be cute with tom × reader! — @elektricvenus

"tom, do you really think this is a smart idea?"

"it's probably not my best, but it's certainly good enough."

"why am I doing this?"

"because I can be persuasive?"

"more like a bother."

"watch it."

"yes, sir."

"can you blame me? we'd be expelled if they found out and i can’t survive in this cruel world."

"well, if you stay quiet and make sure to be on the lookout, I'm positive we'll make it just fine."

you let out a huff and pouted as you continued looking around, giving the all clear before advancing forward.

"this is kind of exhilarating."

"shhh." he remained quiet for a few seconds before moving forward, stunning the moving frames that were awake and on duty, watching to report to the headteacher.

"we're here." you announced, arriving to the girls bathroom.

you watched tom take the lead from there as he whispered in front of the sink something in parseltongue. you were surprised by the way it sounded so light and smooth.

"that sounds good." you whispered.

After sending the bag down, he pulled you in front of the entrance to the chamber and you looked down "jump." he commanded.

"haha, very funny." he rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms around your frame, taking him with you as he jumped into the opening.

you wanted to scream but you felt the air inside your lungs get knocked out as you fell to your doom.

tom cast a silent spell and you floated in the air for a bit before landing on the ground with an oomph.

"merlins balls, are you trying to kill me?"

"I wouldn't even need to try, if I were."

"you say, as you lead me to a basilisk." you got up and dusted yourself off "you know if I die, I'm haunting you first."

"I'm flattered." he replied dryly as he carried the sack along with him deeper into the chamber, coming upon another door in which he whispered the same thing earlier and you were allowed entrance.

"that's not fair, I want to speak parseltongue."

"shh, we don't want to alarm basi."

"awe, is that its name?"

"yes."

"is it a she?"

"yes."

he shushed you when you attempted to speak again and led you to the main chamber, the statue of salazar slytherin staring straight ahead and you marvelled at the sight.

"holy salazar-" the place, although ancient and musty, was still historical and impressive.

"I know, it's quite nice to stay here and have some alone time."

"can we do what we came here to do?"

"right."

tom cleared his throat and positioned his right hand into the air and started hissing in parseltongue yet again. the mouth of salazar started to open up and you could hear something move from within.

"stand behind me and close your eyes, [name]." you did as he told and made sure to hide yourself before his tall figure.

you could hear the sound of slithering, most likely the basilisks' and you gripped the back of toms' robes in nervousness.

after a lot of hisses later, tom had allowed you to open your eyes and before you was a gigantic snake, with her eyes closed being, pet by tom.

"isn't she beautiful?" tom asked.

"oh sweetheart, I think you'll find that your definition of beautiful and others définition vary greatly."

"don't make me command her to attack you."

"you wouldn't."

"are you sure about that?"

"fuck." you muttered.

you sat down on the rock that tom transfigured into a chair and watched as the basilisk slid towards him, tom was seated in the empty space beside you.

"do you think she'll let me pet her?"

"well, aren't you suicidal?"

"it'll be boring if I just sit here watching you converse with basi in a language I don't even understand." you crossed your arms.

tom shook his head stifling a chuckle and turned to basi whispering something to her, the basilisk rose slightly from her position and slithered closer to you.

"is she going to bite me?"

"no, you fool, she's allowing you to pet her."

"really?" you slowly let your hand travel towards the top of her bowed head, her scales were slightly harsh but you got used to them quickly and scratched at them. basi just relaxed ever so slightly making you gush with joy.

"did you see that, I think she likes me." you beamed at tom, a faint smile formed on his face and a look of adoration was spotted in his eyes.

"don't look at me like that, it's distracting."

"like what?"

"like I'm your whole world."

"maybe you are?"

"stop!"

"or what?"

"or.. I'll kiss you."

"wow, that's oh so very threatening."

"you're such an idiot."

"but I'm your idiot."

"sadly."

"sadly? excuse you." you replied with an offended tone and basi turned to tom.

"you see what I have to put up with basi?" you scratched under her chin, she shook her head up and down in agreement.

"how did you manage to turn my snake against me?"

"because I'm lovable."

tom did not deny that.

#harry potter #harry potter x reader #tom riddle #tom marvolo riddle #tom riddle jr #tom riddle x reader #tom riddle drabble #tom riddle imagine

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1994sunflower · 2 years

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I can picture when Micheal is the little spoon he lifts up her sweatshirt and sucks and licks on her boobs to give them some love ❤️

here's a blurb! I don't write blurbs often so I hope this was good (also let me say I loved this imagine, it was so fun to visualize and write about) i imagine he does this so often tbh, he just enjoys it so much and so do you obviously so you let him do it as often as he wants hehe.

Late-afternoon, when it was darkening outside but it wasn’t quite nighttime, you were binging your favorite show. It wasn’t something you usually got to do but you had a bit of a break so you were affording yourself the luxury. You were even wearing an old but comfortable sweatshirt and sweatpants to go along with your lazy day. Your laptop was in front of you, a bit away from you on your bed. Your head was turned to watch it silently, idly. So relaxed that it almost looked like you were sleeping with your eyes open.

And of course, Michael was on top of you. His head rested comfortably on your tummy, just below your breasts. His big body in between your spread legs. He was heavy but right then, you didn’t mind. How could you when you were enjoying the intimacy, feeling him cuddled into you so cutely in a way many might not believe. His cheek squished against your stomach. His face was turned to face your laptop too but you knew he wasn’t watching your show, too cheesy and romantic for him to find anything it but boring.

Instead he was breathing evenly, his body completely relaxed and you were just so happy he could be that way with you. Your hand was running through his hair absentmindedly as you watched your show. Your fingers lightly scratching his scalp in a way you knew had him weak. With him snuggled into you, letting you baby him, it was almost funny to think how much it would kill his reputation if anyone saw him like this.

Michael was silent, so much so you almost thought he was asleep but then he moved for the first time since you got into that position. Your eyes finally broke away from the screen and glanced down at him. You hadn’t expected it when Michael pulled up your old sweatshirt all the way to your collar. You weren’t wearing a bra, you didn’t feel the need to that morning when you knew you were staying in. But Michael didn’t seem fazed. He didn’t seem to mind at all. In fact, he only looked completely set on whatever he was planning to do, as if nothing was going to distract him, as if nothing was more important.

“What are you doing?” You murmur down at him.

But all he did was lick at one of your breasts. It was a small, kitten lick but still the wetness and the cold afterward had you gasping just a little. And then he licked at it again, more firm, more flatly. And as if you weren’t even there, like the was just enjoying your boobs, he ignored you to lick at your other one. Just once before his entire mouth enclosed around it. He sucked at it gently, nipping just a bit before pulling away and doing it again.

It wasn’t feverish, it was slow, languid. As if he wanted to savor the moment. And you let him. Your hand landed on the back of his head, continuing your caresses from before as he licked your tits. Alternating between each one as if he didn’t want to neglect the other. You felt his tongue circle one of your nipples while his mouth was around you, so slowly you couldn’t help the tiny little hitch of your breath, moan-like, and to push him slightly more into your chest. Which he graciously accepted.

You didn’t know what had gotten into him but you couldn’t exactly complain. Your mouth opened as if to say something but he cut you off before you could.

“Shhh.” He hushed you as if you were disturbing him. Then he muttered under his breath, “So pretty.” So soft. And you knew he wasn’t talking to you. He was talking about your boobs and you rolled your eyes silently. He was such a guy.

But he couldn’t be blamed. Not really. Not when he had been laying down so close to your soft boobs. When he could feel them every time he nuzzled further into your comfortable body. His mind couldn’t help but wander to them, how pretty they were, how much he loved to lay his head on them as the perfect pillows, how they felt in his mouth, how much he longed to lick them. To give them the love and appreciation they deserve. They’re perfect.

And they were his. That fact gave him a possessive happiness. It was what gave him the confidence that he could do this to his heart content, whenever he wanted and maybe that was what had him sighing blissfully against your breast as he sucked gently.

You couldn’t help but close your eyes as you let him, enjoying the sensation as his mouth worked on your boobs. At times he opened his mouth more to be able to get as much of your boob into his mouth as he could. One of his big, tattooed hands kneading the one he didn’t have his mouth on. Every once in a while, he’d let you out of his mouth, resorting back just to licking at the boob he had his hand on. Biting down just a bit that had your eyes fluttering before closing his mouth around your tit.

His head would turn as he sucked, licked, and nipped at your breast in rotation. Like he was making out with your boobs. The way his tongue worked on you definitely felt like it. He was entirely enraptured by the fun he had found, or perhaps it was comfort he felt. He seemed so comfortable to have you in his mouth. By the way his eyes were closed, it almost felt like he was worshipping your boobs.

It felt good, it felt nice. Especially to have your body be given love and be obviously being seen as beautiful and almost addicting to your boyfriend. In a way that made it seem like he was finding as much satisfaction and delight in doing so, that it was for him more than anything. That’s why you let out just a small little moan as you let him enjoy himself. And as you enjoyed his ministrations as well.

#5sos #5sos imagines #5sos smut #5sos fluff #michael clifford x reader #michael clifford fluff #michael clifford smut #michael clifford imagines #michael clifford #bad boy michael #bad boy smut #bad boy fluff #college au #ask #questions

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latimeria-fell-from-heaven · 2 years

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𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟖𝐭𝐡

nsfw below!

" Now now 'bedo, you know you can't cum yet, right?" you huffed in feigned annoyance, watching the chief alchemist squirm beneath you from yet another delayed orgasm. albedo lets out a noise of protest, his face scrunching into an expression that resembles a poutーit looks rather odd on him of all people, but it's rather cute nonethelessーalthough the tears that fall down his pale cheeks make his expression look pathetically adorable.

" awww you look so cute like this albedo, you should make that face more often," you snicker, watching his eyes squint and close as your fist tightens around his pretty cock, thick tears falling and staining porcelain cheeks. " mnghhh-ouhghhh-!!" he only moans weakly in response, hips jutting upwards in an attempt to chase his orgasm and feel the pressure of your skin around his cock, but you squeeze the throbbing erection tightly, causing albedo to cry out in a mixture of annoyance and surprise.

" you're such a pervert 'bedo, you really wanna cum that bad?" you jeer, slowly dragging your tightened fist up and down his throbbing cock, and he whimpers, his hips shifting in desperation as his cloudy cyan eyes stare up at you, and you hold in every urge to pounce on him. he's so adorable-!!♡♡

" p-pleashe...wanna cum, i wanna cum already..." he pleads, voice breaking and expression wavering with desperation.

" mnmmm..." you coyly feign contemplation, head tilted to the side and stray hairs falling onto your face, albedo making shallow thrusts up into your fist. " i dunno, you've been acting up a lot..." your voice trails off and you stop your hand when it reaches the base, tightening your fist for an added measure.

" oungmmmhh-?! p-pleashe!" he pleads once more, his voice hoarse and rawーit really is uncharacteristic of himーas more tears form and fall and clump his ashy blonde lashes together.

and you grin widely, perverse and sadistic excitement bubbling up within your body. seriously, albedo was so adorable.

" mmmm...

no."

you cruelly snicker as you start building up a fast and sloppy pace, making sure to tighten your fist around albedo's pretty cock as you start jerking him off once more. in reaction, albedo starts sobbing, his hips shifting about wildly as pleasure begins to fill his entire body.

when you rub your thumb over the slit, swiping at the globs of pre-cum that form in quick successions, albedo starts making quick, shallow thrusts up into your tight fist, letting out choked and shrill moans that are starting to resemble broken screams, but coming from himー

it's utterly fucking adorable.

" nonononono-OUMNGHHHH!!♡♡ P-PLEASHE-!!♡♡"

" you look so pretty like this 'bedo, so cute and pretty all for me♡♡" you coo, ignoring his cries and pleas for mercy and instead just focus on making him feel as possible before you once more deny him his orgasm. it's just too much fun, watching him lose all coherency and losing himself to the pleasure.

" pleashe-!! i-i can't-"

" shhh, it's okay, it's okay, you can do it albedo, you can hold out for a little longer."

heh, yeah right. you wanna keep him going like this for as long as you possibly can. you know it's cruel, but you can't help it. the way albedo cries and sobs oh so cutely makes something in your lower belly ignite and your arousal only heightens more and moreー

until it becomes unbearable.

" hey 'bedo, let's keep going, okay?♡"

you whisper out. cheeks heating up in perverse and sadistic excitement, and albedo only responds in broken cries and hiccuped moans.

" awww, you tightened up around me sweetie! do you like my fingers in your ass that much?"

you laugh gently as you scissor and curl your fingers upwards in the tight heat of albedo's ass, smiling at the way he weakly moans and shudders at each of your ministrations. you honestly don't blame him though, since you've been keeping him like this for quite some time, and now his mind is so fogged by the constant denial of his orgasm that he just limply lays there.

" so pretty...you're so pretty albedo.♡"

" hmnghhh...hiiih..hfii-!♡♡"

you know you've been saying that on repeat for so long and so often that it's becoming so annoyingly repetitive, but you really do mean it. you think albedo is the prettiest man you've ever met, and he can be such a sweetheart when you really got to know him.

but you can save the wholesome sentiments for later, right now, you wanna watch your pretty alchemist fall apart and crumble from your touch.

" heeyyy albedooo," you singsong teasingly," do you wanna cum now?"

you grin when you see him visibly perk up at your words, although it's not too noticeable, considering his body's current condition and how utterly spent he is. he lets out whimpers as he seemingly tries to roll his hips back to where the two of you are connected by your fingers, and you purposefully drag your fingertips against his tight walls, causing his body to sinfully jolt.

" heh, you sure got excited over that. what, you desperate now or something?"

you snicker as he lets out a weak moan in response and tries to look back at you, but ultimately failing and ending up with his face barely turned to the left. you can barely see the corners of his eyes and his ashy blonde lashes fluttering, blinking out the tears that kept falling out with each interval. when you see them, you arch yourself ever so carefully forward, reaching out your fingers and wiping away his tears gently, and albedo softly whines, leaning into your soft touch.

" there there 'bedo, you did so good for me, 'm so proud of you," you gently whisper, going to stroke his tear-stained cheek, soothing him as best you can and it seemingly works. he relaxes ever so slightly, tense muscles relaxing as he takes in deep breaths.

" good boy, it's okay. let me make you feel better now, okay...?"

" y-yesss...pleashee.." he slurs, now finding the strength and energy to turn his head back enough to have his downy cyan eyes on you. you tilt your head, smiling at him gently, before retreating your hand and adjusting your body about to be comfortable enough.

" mmm, alrighty then."

you then wriggle and squirm your fingers about experimentally, and albedo lets out a high-pitched drawn-out moan, lithe body shuddering once more. a smile erupts on your lips as you watch his pretty cock twitch to life, swaying back and forth and even slapping against his lower tummy.

" hnmmmgg....mnghhhhh♡♡"

albedo lets out low moans and whines as you finger open his ass, padded tips rubbing and pressing against his oversensitive walls. you furrow your brows in concentration as you and find his prostate againーyou lost your focus last timeーseriously, it was around this spot-

" -gghhhiiii-?!♡"

ah, found it♡

" there we gooo," you coo, making sure to flex your fingers even faster and harder, watching as albedo's lower half shakes more uncontrollably as your fingers push him to his long-since denied orgasm.

" hnnghhh...! uuuh, nngh...nnn!♡"

albedo rocks his hips back rather desperately, chasing his orgasm on your fingers rubbing oh so nicely against his prostate-

" guhhhhhhhhh...!♡ ngh...hnn...gahhhh...!♡♡"

without warning, likely because you'd been withholding the poor man for so long of an orgasm, he cums. thin, milky ropes of cum spurt out violently, coating your hand and landing as far up as his smooth, porcelain chest. normally he'd stop cumming after a few seconds, but this time, more and more cum is pushed out, coating the skin of his doughy thighs and sheets below with the sticky release.

" there you go, let it allll out albedo," you reassure gently," cum lots for me sweetie, okay?♡"

" nnnngh! h-hnn...aaah...nghhh!♡♡"

he jolts as you gently finger the last remaining cum out of his pretty cock, his hole convulsing and throbbing in tune with your fingers movements. it reminded you of a heart beating rapidly in excitement.

" MNGHHHH-?!♡♡ GHIIIIII-?!♡♡" albedo lets out his final moans, before ultimately collapsing onto the bed, face completely buried into the plush mattress. it's actually rather comedic, seeing at how awkwardly placed his limbs were.

" you sleepy 'bedo?"

" mnmhnnn," he groans.

" wanna cuddle?"

he suddenly shifts onto his side, downy cyan eyes peering up at you, and you can see that he's attempting to plead, although it's a bit weak and muffled, but he sounds like he could care less. you giggle, lean over and peck his check before flopping down onto the bed next to him and wrapping your arm around him.

" love you albedo."

" ...i love you too ( name )..♡"

#lati's kinktober #albedo x reader #albedo smut #sub genshin

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