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[zuhaoki]

⠀🥥⠀⠀⠀🌴 ₊˚.༄⠀⠀⠀心语　　⩄⑅⩄˚੭ ⠀⠀⠀⠀

[ac1dmeow]

god i’ll never get over this it’s so beautiful. i swear i can taste it and smell it is that weird

(the artist’s socials are at the very bottom fyi, this isn’t mine 🙅‍♀️)

[wondrfuls]

GUYS PARAMOUNT IS A JACKIESHAUNA TRUTHER

[simplyafountainpen]

My Red Queen

{𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼}: Male! Reaper!Reader x Grell Sutcliff

{𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷}: For the first time in years, Grell get a whole day off, and her beloved (Y/N) is determined to make it perfect.~

{𝓣𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓼}: Dom!Top!Reader, Sub!Bottom!Grell, soft sex, public sex/exhibition, Grell's privates referred to as cock and pussy

{𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽}: ❝Grell x Male reader who treats her like a QUEEN please please please❞ - Anon

Waking up with Grell in the bed next to you wasn't uncommon, per say. Rather, it was unusual to have her in bed and not be forced to shake her awake and rush her out the house. And while you may have been a Reaper yourself, all with the same responsibilities, the difference was you actually took care of your work, allowing for days off, sick and vacation days - not that you'd ever have use for them. This was one of few rare days where Grell actually had a day to herself. A free day.

You nearly did shake Grell awake after a moment of silent staring, as coming to your senses so early in the morning was a struggle. Your eyes drifted to a window with sheer red curtains - Grell's design choice of course - and watched as dawn just barely peaked over the horizon in the distance. Your home was drenched in crimson color, various shades of red meeting your gaze as your bleary eyes scaned the room. Your tongue lapped at dry lips, eyes closing again. Your hand extended over her body, pulling her night-dress clad form closer to yourself, head over hers with her nose in your neck.

A few more minutes wouldn't hurt. She deserved it... sometimes, anyway.

·:¨༺ ♱✮¨:·ᨐฅ ᨐᵐᵉᵒʷ·:¨✮♱ ༻¨:·˚─── ⋆⋅⛥⋅⋆ ──

The sun had just come above the horizon, slighting you while Grell simply snuggled further into you embrace. You groaned, rolling onto your back, an arm laying over your eyes as you breathed. The red-head pressed herself even further into you while you blinked sleep from your eyes. You gazed at Grell while she slept, musing that this had probably been the longest she'd slept in a while. A grin crossed your face as you sat up, groaning and poping the tense muscles in your back. Grell - ever the light sleeper - whined out for you, hands making grabby motions towards you. A chuckle bubbled in your throat, as you smiled down at her. Gently, you picked up a pillow and placed it in her grip, watching as she squeezed it to her body with a huff. Before throwing the sheets off yourself, you leaned down and pressed a light kiss to her forehead.

Silently you slipped from the bed - rearranging the sheets and smoothing them out - and stalked to the kitchen. Slippered feet padded across wooded floors as you slowly took out eggs to fry and bread to toast. Ham was first on the stove, followed closely by bacon as you began the toasting process. You plated your meats and bread while taking out a pan to make oatmeal porridge to finish the meal, begining the mixing as you cracked eggs over open heat. The eggs were laid on the toast delicately, porridge made and served in a bowl with a smaller bowl of fruit on the side. A glass of milk finished the meal, moving it all close a small serving trolley you had bought a long while ago, dusty from lack of use.

You cleaned it off with a rag, taking time to get all the crevices before moving the large breakfast onto its surface. With pep in your step and a hum in your throat you made your way back to the bedroom, mapping out the rest of the day in your head. Date activities flew through your mind as you pushed the door open.

The trolleys wheels squeaked as you parked next to the bed, Grell still sound asleep though the pillow was long abandoned. You sat next to her, bed caving under your weight, and laid over her. She jolted under your weight, immediately squirming and flailing under you. You giggled as she cried out, her hands finding her way from under the sheets and slapping lightly across your face. You raised up slowly, wacthing her struggle her way from beneath the many layers you each slept under.

"Ungh?!- W-what are you doing?!-" Grell's rant was cut short when her gaze swept over to the trolley. Her already opened mouth dropped further, and her hands rubbed at her eyes is shock.

"Is this... did you..? Darling, is this for me?" You smiled at her, leaning your head onto her shoulder with a nuzzle.

"Mhm. Good morning, my Rose." An arm wrapped around her waist, the other reaching over to the nightstand to pick up her glasses. Once in hand, you adjusted your seating and placed a hand on her chin. With a smile, your carefully flicked open the glasses and slipped them on, then booping her nose, and finishing it with a kiss on the lips.

Before it could go too far, you pulled back with a smile, eyes widened.

"When you finish, get dressed. I have the perfect date planned."

·:¨༺ ♱✮¨:·ᨐฅ ᨐᵐᵉᵒʷ·:¨✮♱ ༻¨:·˚─── ⋆⋅⛥⋅⋆ ──

You finished up preparations just as Grell walked out, dressed in a brand new bustle dress. You grinned, collecting the basket and throwing the large blanket you had pulled out over your shoulder, and made your way over to her. You moved the basket to one hand, the other then wrapped around her waist. Slowly you rocked her and yourself around, sweeping the two of your closer to the front door while humming.

"Is that a new lipstick as well?" You asked. Grell looked at you and smiled, flashing you her sharp teeth.

"You noticed? I figured if I was going to finally put this gown to use I might as well go all out, Darling." She chirped, puckering her lips and pressing a quick kiss to your lips. A hum was your response, readjusting your grip on the items in hand.

"Well then, I believe that is everything my Rose. Are you ready to depart?" You held an elbow out for Grell and she chuckled - her crimson hair sweeping with you both - while slipping her own elbow into the crook of your own. You smiled at her while continuing to slowly move your swaying bodies to the door.

"I want to know where we are going-" "Not a chance, Rose." You hushed. Lips pressed to hers to silence any complaints about to leave her mouth with a smile. You pulled back and she whined, weakly punching your chest in jest.

“Come, my Rose.” She glared at you, her expression slowly melting into a smile. Grell allowed you to guide her to the door, your free arm holding the door open and allowing her out first with a cheesy grin. Without any more hesitation, you both exited the home and out into the surrounding forest, your steps filled with a purpose.

·:¨༺ ♱✮¨:·ᨐฅ ᨐᵐᵉᵒʷ·:¨✮♱ ༻¨:·˚─── ⋆⋅⛥⋅⋆ ──

“Darling this is… wow…”

You had left Grell to marvel at the sight of the surrounding clearing. While you carefully made your way to the center of the flower field you both stood in, she gently ran her manicured hands through the many different kinds of flora that made up the clearing.

You whistled as you walked, finally making it to the center of the flowers to an even smaller clearing, setting down the large blanket and basket you had brought. While you set up everything, your gaze landed on her as she marveled, a small smile finding its way to your face.

“… How did you find this place?” Her voice broke the serene silence. You looked up from unpacking and chuckled.

“Well, it was actually a death that brought me here.” You answered. Grell looked over at you with a confused - but interested - look.

“A death?” She questioned as she moved closer, wading through the sea of flowers.

“Yes! Its quite silly, actually. The poor lad had a run in with a wolf - no idea what drew him out here or why, but he put up quite the fight! Had more stamina than I would’ve initially expected. Ran right through here, got him in this lovely little area. I’m sure you would have loved to see the flowers painted in his blood and gore, my Rose.” You gently placed the small vase with a single rose in the middle of the set up and beamed.

Grell made her way and stood silently beside you, clasping her hands over her mouth. Tears glossed her eyes before she leaped at you, tearing a yelp from you. Her arms squeezed the air out of your lungs, resulting in a loud weaze from your while she lightly cried into your chest. Your hands wrapped around her, one landing on her head to lightly rub at her scalp.

“Oh, this is simply amazing Darling! Why, I can’t think of the last time someone put in so much effort for me. Ah, I’m on the verge of dying from joy!” Her voice muffled into your chest, her head slowly rose from the valley of your heart and her chin found its way to your collar bones.

“You… you are simply amazing, Darling.” Her voice was a tad shaky when she spoke, lips trembling with a smile. You kissed her forehead and massaged her head.

“It’s you that’s amazing, Rose.” You responded. Grell smiled harder - if at all possible - and squeezed you tighter. You hugged her tighter in response then looked towards the picnic basket not yet unpacked then back towards Grell.

“If you would let me go, Dear, so I may get the food out..?” She stared at you, huffed, then nodded. Her arms slowly unwound themselves from around your body. You chuckled at her downcast expression from letting you go as you moved towards the basket. You completely missed the lovestruck eyes she gave you when your back turned.

Behind you, Grell stared at your back as you moved small sandwiches and thermoses from out of the basket, humming all the while. The only thoughts going through her mind were how could someone like her ever have ended up with someone like you. Her hand rose to her chest as she thought, expression softening and lashes fluttering, even if you couldn’t see it.

Happiness. That was what she felt when with you. Happiness and some semblance of belonging. Love. Like she was cared for. Things she had longed for far too long and now that she had them… she couldn’t understand how you could just give them to her so willingly-

“And… finished! Now, my Rose, would you like to eat?” Your voice snapped her from her thoughts, staring at the spread before the both of you, all carefully prepared by you - a slanted grin plastered on your face, hands open and ready to hug her tight.

“… Yes. I think I am.”

·:¨༺ ♱✮¨:·ᨐฅ ᨐᵐᵉᵒʷ·:¨✮♱ ༻¨:·˚─── ⋆⋅⛥⋅⋆ ──

Grell's moans filled the air as she held your face against her weeping cunt, the noises mixing with the noisy sounds of you messily laping up her juices as best you could, trying to not let a drop go to waste.

Grell laid on her back, skirt and petticoat slipped up her thighs and leps clenched around your head - you were laid on your stomach, head snuggly nestled in her heat. Her glasses were fogged as she moaned out. One of her hands grasped at the grass beneath her fingers, plucking a few tuffs from the earth. Her other hand buried itself in your hair, keeping you pressed to her mound.

You moaned into her cunt, savoring her flavor as it melted on your tongue. Grell's moans increased in volume as you futher burried yourself in in her heat. Slowly you lifted your head and simply stared into her own half-lidded eyes, licking your slick covered lips.

Grell panted, swallowing harshly. Her grip on the ground lessened as she propped herself up on elbows. Her lips upturned into a small smile and her hand that nestled in your hair gently combed through.

"Oh Darling..." she sighed, her other hand came to her face and gently rubbed under her glasses. You shifted, lifting from her sex and crawling on top of her. Your hands found there way to the sides of her face and lifted the glasses from her eyes, revealing cystaline tears that streamed down her face.

"Rose?" You whispered. Grell gasped and her breath stuttered. She fell back onto her back and continued to wipe at her eyes.

You hummed and gently wrapped your hands around her wrists, lifting her arms and staring into her wattering eyes. Her lower lip quivered as she sniffed. Silently you shuffled off her and sat on her side - still holding her wrists - and gently pulled her upwards into your lap. You let go of her and slowly ghosted hands down her torso, then waist, and finally reached her hips where you pulled up her drawers and began to fix her skirt.

"What's wrong, my Rose?" Grell sniffed and more tears rolled down her face. Her warms wrapped around your neck.

"Its just. Well. I suppose it has been... a while. Since someone has held me so... lovingly." She muttered, pushing her face into your chest. You hummed, adjusting her so you were sitting with legs crossed with her in the valley between those legs.

"Well of course I would, Rose," you spoke while kneading her legs, "I don't think I could find a reason why not. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me." You spoke with a sincerity that caused Grell to move her gaze from your chest to your eyes. Her own were still watery, mascera lightly running down her cheeks. She bit her lip and looked down.

"How did I ever find a man like you?" She mused. She let go of her lip to smile, before it immediately dropped down into a frown. Her breathing became shakey again.

"I just can't understand it... How could someone so... you! Ever find anything in me? We're leagues apart and no one ever wants me without something in return and it just leaves me so... confused-" You cupped her chin and pressed your lips to her forehead then moved your own forehead to hers.

"I don't much care for any of that speech, Rose. Not from the most beautiful, confident and outspoken woman I know. Even if that last one gets us in a bit of trouble at times..." You chuckled. Grell stared into your eyes - chartreuse into chartreuse - and started sobbing into your arms. You quickly wrapped around her and squeezed her into your chest, fretting over your words and wondering if you said something wrong, about to ask before Grell began to shout-

"YOU'RE THE MOST PERFECT MAN EVER!! NO OTHER MAN COMPARES AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!! OOHHH MY DARLING BOY I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU!!" Her sudden declaration echoed through the forest, birds that had been startled took to the sky and in the distanc you could hear deer scamper away.

Grells hands readjusted themselves to grip at your shirt, pulling you down and smashing her lips into yours. Your eyes widened, before shutting. Your arms squeezed her waist as you broke away.

She looked up at you, stars practically in her eyes. You smiled down at her. She began to giggle and you followed suit, the two of you falling on your sides into the grass. You thumbed Grell's cheek and wiped the smudged mascera away. The two of you stared into each others eyes, chuckles turning airy as the forest breeze brushed over you.

"How did I end up with such a woman like you?" You whispered. Grell smiled and pressed against you.

"I'm not sure. Nor am I to how I recieved a man such as yourself. Though, whatever I did, I'd do it again in a heartbeat." You pressed your lips to her in a quick peck.

"As would I, Rose." You both stared at each other before Grell looked down at her waist and legs then back at you.

"You could start by carrying me home. I can't feel anything below my waist, Darling." You grinned and snickered.

"Of course, My Rose."

{𝓝𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓼}: Finally, it does feel good to be writing again. I hope I am able to keep my inspiration high for a long while, I would much enjoy cleaning my drafts.

-🖋️

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[shua-ssi]

ㅤ ㅤㅤ⟡꯭⟡ ָ֢ ۟ 🌳 ˑ ᰍ ֗ 𓈒

ㅤ ㅤㅤ⟡꯭⟡ ָ֢ ۟ 🐌 ˑ ᰍ ֗ 𓈒

[alienjnx]

"youre an attention seeker !"

yeah i am so why wont you give me any ?!

[ohdearlucifer]

‎ I said, “はい, はい”. BABY, I'M A ROCKSTAR

✢ ♡ ્᭄͜͡   ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀♡⃞ 🪨 ✿ ଳ ♯ ✰

─..★.───────────────────

[wonnielicious]

forgot my toothbrush — nrk ⋆

s you’re over at riki’s and realize you forgot your toothbrush, but he wasn’t worried g fluff lower-case intended

note - hallo guys, it’s been awhile since i posted…anything but that’s because i’m a working woman now :3 but y’all when i seen those romance : untold engene ver pics i started to go crazy ngl…NI-KI LOOKS SO BF CODED, I LOV HIM! saur to honor that i wrote this in one sitting, i hope you enjoy! pls interact [like, comment, reblog] it’s very appreciated :)

“I MISSED YOUUUU” you shouted as you jumped onto the tall boy right as he opened the door. while stumbling back he ruffles your hair and chuckles.

“you were literally here last week nut” you stepped back and rolled your eyes at him “a week too long” you then proceeded to make your way to his room. as you walked in you threw your bag on his bed and started unpacking.

“oh yea go ahead and just throw everything on my bed” he jabbed at you with twinge of humor in his tone. you ignored him with a smile and continued to throw things on his bed.

as you were nearing the end of unpacking you realized something was missing. smacking your head at the realization you sighed out, “i’m so slow bruh”

“you’re just now realizing?” he laughed out as you smacked him.

“shut up hoe, i mean i forgot my damn toothbrush.”

he sighs and rubs the top of his nose “what would you do without me y/n” you raise your eyebrows in confusion. he goes to his bathroom and comes back with a cup with two toothbrushes. one blue and one white.

you don’t know why, but this small simple gesture made your heart flutter. trying to hide the blush on your face you threw one of your plushies at him.

“so you just assumed that i’d forget it huh?”

“no, you’re just over here so much i thought i might as well get you one. i also got you a loofah and matching pjs with me”

you smiled and went to give him a hug “thank you ki, i really appreciate it”

“anything for you nut, now how about those matching pjs”

you jumped up and shouted “YASSSS”

[smueivrse]

sleep well, dearest—

“Their slumber was a symphony, each breath a note of peace, and I, the conductor, watched with a heart overflowing with love.”

pairings. wanderer x gn! reader.

premise. this rare moment where wanderer let himself relax and relishes in the moment of just simply watching his beloved, — you, sleep.

contains warnings. teeth rooting fluff, ooc! wanderer, soft! wanderer in this one, this is more like a drabble

the warm breeze of the soft howling of the winds passes through the open window of your shared home, the lights were out and the only thing that was lighting up the room was the moon shining through the dark night as your sleeping form was laying right next to your boyfriend — wanderer, who’s eyes was staring down at you.

if you had been awake you could see the fondness he has in his face, an expression that no one had ever seen, not even you.

you always know wanderer refuses to show any vulnerability, not to anyone but you — his lover, was the exception though it’s only a rare occasion that you’d get to see him in a vulnerable state.

wooden like hands caressed the silkiness of your hair, so delicate and tender as if he was afraid that it might get destroyed if he put any ounce of pressure. his touch was gentle, unlike how it usually was. unlike whenever he fights.

wanderer’s indigo eyes drank the sight of your sleeping face, the way your mouth was slightly parted, chest heaving at every breath you take, your eyes shut closed as you nap, the way you look something that came out of a book under the sheer light of the moon was perfect.

everything about you was perfect.

the sharp tongue that always says the most meanest and offensive things to people including you ( unfortunately ) was saying sweet nothings into your ear, even if you were asleep, his words was soothing you making you fell into more deeper slumber.

it was already past midnight and yet he wasn’t sleeping not like he wanted to anyways, his eyes isn’t heavy nor does he feel the need to sleep. he rather just sit next to your sleeping form and admire you than sleeping.

wanderer was a puppet so he doesn’t need sleep, he can last a whole year without sleeping and that’s one thing he liked being a puppet, he doesn’t need sleep so he can look at you all day without getting tired.

his fingers that were previously tracing your hair was gone instead it was resting on your waist, holding and squeezing it possessively before he leaned in close to your ear. pressing a kiss on the crown of your head, forehead, cheeks and finally on your lips then finally whispering one last thing to your ear.

“sleep well, dearest. goodnight, i love you.”

now playing,

she looks just like a dream

 

𐔌◞ ◟𑂴 ᪲⠀   ׅ     © XIAOLIA 2024 ★ 🫧 plagiarism, reposting, taking inspirations and translating my works with or without permission is prohibited.

[nnnyxie]

haikyuu boys trying to flirt

pt. two

sugawara koushi, kuroo tetsuro,

hanamaki takahiro, matsukawa issei

pls tell me u guys under stand suga’s :(

(tryna get outta my funk so here y’all go!!)

[y-nuo]

ི ͝⠀ׄ⠀〭 诺 ࿚ׅ⠀HEESEUNG⠀ེ ׅ͝⠀〬⠀ft. XIAOTING⠀ׄ⠀〭 ࿚ྀ⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀꒲ ׄ⠀〭⠀ᤵׅ𐑦𝗇〬𝗎ׄ𝗈⠀ 🗝️〭♡⠀𝗅ׅ𐑦𝗄ᦸׄ⠀ 〬᠃ ׅ⠀𝗋ׄᦸ〭𝖻𝗅ׅ𝗈𝗀ׄ⠀꒱

[qatartico]

ᘏ ⑅ ᘏ   ഒ    zᶻ you 𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙖 ⊹

໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ ⌒)ᦱ 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 m͟e͟ 𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙳𝙴𝚁 ✿

𓈒 ゛ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ᰍ︵ꪒꪒ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ₊ ‎ ‎ ‎ ── 🪞

˚⋆𐙚｡ かわいいバニーであることは痛いです ♡︎ 🐇

[ac1dmeow]

jinx has a strap collection and she loooves girls who are size queens

and/or have size and bulge kinks

[mayuichi]

How your partner reacts when you're on your periods.

Include:

Genshin Impact [Heizou, Lyney, Wriothesley, Alhaitham]

Honkai: Star Rail [Veritas Ratio & Kafka]

Bungo Stray Dogs [Tetcho Suehiro & Jouno Saigiku]

Moriarty the Patriot [William James Moriarty]

Content warning: fem!reader (I'm not comfortable enough to include transgender, I don't know enough about it, sorry :(), blood, and just.. anything related to menstrual cycles, mention of past encounters [More into Ratio's part, slightly in Tetcho and Jouno's part, lots lots LOTS of petnames [especially in Kafka's part].

note: im on my periods, im literally dying if im not on some specific painkillers, so im fucking numb and it makes me sleepy but i wanted to do something extremely fluff for it. and i have lost my yellow...

Every art used are the official one (except the chibi of Jouno, Tetcho and William, credit to the rightful owners of which I don't have any name!), I've just poorly edited them!

You have agreed to join your boyfriend for lunch, and so now, you're in his office at the commission. But what you have not expected is that while chatting together, a sharp pain flood your stomach. You curl up, eyes wide from the sudden pain. Heizou stares at you, and chuckles. He grins, crossing his legs, “Is my darling in pain? How sad. Are you on your monthly?„

He isn't taking your pain seriously that's for sure. You give him a death glance that he ignores. He leans closer to nudge your elbow, giving a gentle kiss on your temple. But you pushed him away. Heizou's eyebrows raise, and when you wince in pain, he sighs and moves his chair next to yours. He wraps an arm around your shoulders, pressing you against him.

“Baby, it'll be okay. Do you need anything?„ he stares at you. He knows he can't actually understand the pain you're into, but he doesn't want to just leave you like that. He carefully takes your hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. His breath brushes against your ear, “I'm here. I know you can handle it. I'll go get some medicines and you stay here, alright?„

It isn't like you would go on a walk right now anyway. He feels bad for leaving you alone, even if for just a short time. He kisses your cheek one last time before hurrying out. You can't do much in the meantime, except bear with the pain.

But when he comes back in with some medicines, he praises you. He gives you a glass of water with it, and waits for you to take them. He is supposed to have work, but honestly... He knows even if he takes a day or two for you, he'll manage in time. Nothing escapes him after all.

All he wants right now is to ensure you're comfort... despite this time. He'll take some paperwork he needs to do anyway to work onto at home. Whenever you need help with something, you just need to call his name, even in the faintest voice possible, and you'll hear his footsteps coming closer.

You need help to stand up without falling? He'll support you. You want him to make your meals? He'll do it, no matter what you want. You need help to shower? He'll be there. You can stain your clothes or the sheets, it won't bother him. He'll change it and clean it.

Even if every month you have the right to see him joking around, if it gets as serious, he will take the time to make it easier. He loves you too dearly to let you go through this by yourself.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *. *ੈ✩‧₊˚ ☽ ✧˖*°࿐ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Lyney and Lynette's magic show. Despite what happened on their first show in the Opera House, they continued. And now, they can even do a second show there! Of course, as his beloved girlfriend, he asked if you could watch over their rehearsal. You couldn't leave him now, could you? So you accepted. And beside, a free show just for you, from your boyfriend and your sister-in-law. Who would refuse?

His piercing gaze is on you, all the time. Only flickering over Lynette from time to time. He wants to make you proud, to let you see how perfect he is in what he does. Well, you already know it, but he wants you to be sure of it. And like a child, you're amazed an every tricks, even the tiniest.

But that joy is soon replaced by a sudden discomfort. Luckily, it's right when they're done. So when you see him head backstage to check on some things, you curl up on your seat. You hoped it wouldn't start now, but sometimes life loves to annoy you. You whine quietly, feeling blood trickle down. It's an awful feeling, but right now you can't do a single thing about it.

Footsteps echo in the empty place, and suddenly nothing. You hesitantly look up, to see his figure towering you on the stage. His eyes are filled with worry. He hates to see you like that. Jumping off the stage, he closes the distance between the two of you and caresses your back carefully.

“Ma chérie, what's wrong? Why are you...„ he sighs. He kneels down before you. He leans closer, pressing his forehead against yours. “I'm here.„ it isn't much, but that's all you need. You breath out heavily, your cheeks flushed pink. It's embarrassing, but it isn't like it's not natural.

With his gentle strokes on your back, you see Lynette on the stage, staring at the both of you emotionlessly. She then crosses her arms and clears her throat. “... I get it. Wait here.„ you don't actually get what she means, but Lyney just tells you to dismiss it. He knows his sister well after all. She won't do anything bad to you. Plus, she grew rather fond of you too. As long as you don't hurt Lyney, she'll be glad he found the right person for him.

Several minutes after, she comes pack with a small package in hands and places it next to you. She gives you a discreet smile, and proceeds to pull Lyney's ear, which makes him wince in pain. “Come with me, let her some privacy for a minute or two.„ she brings him with her, allowing you to be alone in the Opera House. If we forget about the backstages, but they don't see you.

Opening the box, there's a few protections in it. You're glad she's willing to help you. After some moment alone, Lyney barges in again, and wraps you in his arms. Lynette did for sure tell him.. “I'll fetch you any medicine, anything you need. Just say so, darling. I'll be here.„

He's so loving, especially to his family. And well, aren't you a part of it now? His family is everything, and so are you. He's busy with his duty as a fatui of course, as well as his shows, but whenever he has the time, he checks on you. Either because you accompany him, or by coming home for a bit. But he knows while he's away, he can ensure you to Freminet or Arlecchino. Even if the latter can be dangerous... She has seen great things coming from Lyney ever since he's with you. So if taking care of you means having one of her children being even better, she would do it.

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The Duke. Someone to fear, to never question. He knows what he does. He may jokes around with some of the prisoners, but one wrong movement and he'll make them understand their place. But if there's one person that can make his heart melt at any of their words, it's his girlfriend. Oh, how much he loves her. She's his everything. The amount of time he mentions her to Sigewinne. It became clear to everyone. If they mess with her, they'll experience Wriothesley's wrath.

And once more, he finds himself thinking of you while doing some paperwork to give to Neuvillette. You're just so much more appealing than some papers.. But he has to do them, so he will. He sighs loudly, the only sound in his office is the paper he puts aside. But then, he hears the door downstairs being opened. At first, he just thinks it's Sigewinne once again, coming to give her report.

But instead, he sees you climbing up the stairs, tears threatening to spill. His mind fills with worry and anger at the thought of you being in pain. Is it because of him, or did someone hurt you? He stands up to meet you, a hand resting on your lower back for support. You cling on his shirt, as if your life depends on it.

He helps you sit down, before his voice reverberates through his office. “Dear, what is it? Did anything happened?„ the worry isn't even hidden in his voice. He just wants you to be okay, but you're currently not. You try your best to not whimper your pain, but it's seemingly impossible. He shushes you, his strong arms envelopping you in a warm embrace.

After some minutes, you manage to croak out your problem. It doesn't faze him. Of course, it isn't something he will ever fully comprehend, but he isn't bothered by it. You aren't the first one he gets with, but you'll be the last for sure. He lets out a relieved sigh. “It's only that? I'm reassured. Let me go find Sigewinne. She will know better than me.„

He kisses your forehead, leaving his office. The minutes seem endless, alone in there. But it's not long until their voices echo. Sigewinne carries some medicine and Wriothesley has a warm patch to press against your belly.

Needless to say, you spend the rest of the day in his arms while he works. He soothes you and goes to warm again the patch whenever you mention it's getting colder. He's careful to carry you back to your quarters when his work is over. He helps you in any way he can and that you need.

He looks tough and cold on the outside, but he's just a softie for you. He wants to give you the best care when you're unwell. And he will do just that for the rest of the week.

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It's always weird to people. How can Alhaitham has been capable to get a girlfriend? And more specifically, someone like you? It's probably one of the reason why Alhaitham can still handle Kaveh. It's thanks to him he met you. You're Kaveh's best friend at first. And well, now... You're his girlfriend.

You don't actually live with the both of them, but you do spend a lot of time to their place, that much is true. Kaveh is locked in his room, working on his current project. In those moments, impossible to make him get out of his cavern. So you can't call him out for help. Your stomach, or more precisely, your womb is painful. The joy of being a woman one would say!

Yet, you're not sure Alhaitham would be the person the most... suitable to help you. You're in an incapacity to stand up without risking to fall. Your legs are too shaky from the pain. But he's the only one who could help. So you call his name.

Maybe he is too busy reading, or that he is once again wearing his soundproof earbuds. In any case, he just doesn't hear your calls. Whimpers fall from your lips as you support yourself, keeping your hand against the wall. It's painful, and you wish you didn't had to be all alone. You hardly manage to get to the living room.

Finding him reading, you get closer, falling in his lap, your head pressing against his torso. You take the book from his hand and throw it on the other side of the couch. He gives you a cold stare, sighing. “Go on, explain your behaviours.„ he's stern. He doesn't like the actions you just have done.

He waits for an answer, but all you can mutter is that it hurts. You look up at him, trying not to tear up from the pain. He tilts his head, a hint of worry in his eyes. “Mind if you start from the start?„ he wants to help you, but he can't if you don't spit out what troubles you, can he? You just whisper that it's that time of the month, and his eyes open a little wider.

He isn't embarrassed, this man knows. It isn't such topic that could cause him to lose his cool. He's just unsure of what to do. He has read about what could alleviate the pain, but never tried it for.. obvious reasons.

He carefully places you on the couch, so he can stand up and go to the kitchen. Heating some water, he fills some sort of bottle once he thinks it's hot enough. He sets it on the table, gently pushing you to lay down. He then lifts up a blanket, making sure you can't be cold.

After making sure you're comfortable, Alhaitham picks up the bottle once again, and let it settle over your stomach. After what, he pulls a chair to sit on, letting the couch to you only. He strokes your head with one hand, and with the other, he picks his book once again. He can't just leave you alone, knowing that no one would be here in the meantime. So he'll wait for Kaveh to come out of his room to request him to go find some medicines for you.

Even if he isn't one to be overly affectionate, he wouldn't leave you to rot there. He can even read to you if it can occupy you! Well, not that he has any books of your interest but... His voice is soothing enough to guide you to sleep to be sure you won't be in pain that way. And throuhough your nap, he'll be looking over you. Perhaps you've became his weakness, but he loves it. But don't dare try to make him admit it.

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Is it wise to have him as your boyfriend? Probably not. Especially when he wants to play a board game with you. The worst is probably chess. You know how to play it, but Veritas... He knows every move you're about to do. He can predict you in an instant. You're too easy to read for him.

But today, it's different. It isn't that he can't predict you but... You aren't even making sense. You seem lightheaded, unfocused. It isn't even fun to play with someone who isn't trying. He sighs and stares at you. It isn't amusing anymore, so he'll find his fun somewhere else.

A smirk spreads on his lips, and he leans in closer. “Oh, dear. Are you so lost now? Is it that you don't believe you will ever beat me?„ he enjoys it. He knows you'll never beat him on his own territory, after all. But you're just... Off. Even his words don't make you flinch. “Even ignoring me now. What will I do of you.„

And yet, you still don't react. That pain in your stomach, those cramps.. They make you incapable to register anything. But when he leans over the table to tower you and sliding two fingers under your chin, your few strength focus on his upcoming words. “Have I fucked you so good last night you're still on cloud nine?„

That grin. It makes you want to punch him so bad. It isn't about that, even if of course, he had done a great job. You let out a soft growl, pushing his hand away. You're tempted to yell at him, but he has nothing to do with your predicament. So you take a deep breath.

You crudely mention your periods, and the colours on his face fade away. As if life has left his body. He didn't saw it coming. He coughs slightly, clearing his throat. He may have forgotten that women like you have those. He straightens himself up, glancing away.

“Ahem... It seems my comments were... Unwelcomed. How could I help you, darling? Perhaps some... some medicines could help the pain?„ you have rarely seen the Veritas Ratio so.. nervous and unsettled. His confident trait disappeared in an instant. You can't help but smile at that.

But he is a man of intellect, he had to study those type of things before. He doesn't know much, but from what he knows, medicines can help, as well as some positions, or even hot water. He gathers some pillows for you, as well as a blanket. He pampers you, not only because he loves you, but certainly in an way to apologise for his inappropriate words.

He'll still have some work to do, but he'll check upon you, he'll make sure to be there if you call for him. And everytime, before leaving you, he makes sure to let you the TV remote, and to kiss your cheek. He may be arrogant, he wouldn't let you down.

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Dating a Stellaron Hunter? Are you actually crazy? Well, perhaps you are. But it isn't important now... Is it? Kafka hasn't seen you the whole day. You stayed in your shared bedroom! How impolite of you to not come and say hi. She knocks on the door, her seductive voice reaching your ears. “Sweetie, why don't you come out of your den? It isn't nice to not come greet everyone.„

She doesn't care. She just wants you with her when she's not on a mission. To your silence, she opens the door, clicking her tongue, her heels tapping over the floor. “Tsk tsk, darling. You shouldn't keep me... Oh.„ she sees you, curled up under the blanket, and a giggle escapes her lips. Her heels are the only sound in the room as she approaches the bed.

Kafka sits next to your laying form, her hand reaching out to caress your hair. “Is my baby struggling? How unfortunate. Well, I understand more why you didn't came yet. Come on, come here dolly.„ she slowly cradled you in her arms, kissing your forehead. Her arms wrapped around your waist, she sees the stained sheets and sighs.

“You should've called me. Now, sweetheart. Let's get you cleaned. I'll accompany you to the bathroom, and while you shower, I'll prepare everything, alright? Just think of yourself.„ she helps you stand up, opening the bathroom door and steadying you when you get in the bathtub. She then closes the door behind her, allowing you some privacy.

She knows a bath, even just a shower, can help a little with the pain and the dirty feeling. So while you wash yourself off, she takes off the sheets and casts it aside for now. Pulling on some new ones, she leaves the room to get to the kitchen and prepare a hot water bottle, wrapped in a silk cloth to prevent the heat from burning your poor skin. She also gathers different medicines, in different ways to take.

Once everything is settled on the nightstand, she makes the bed, preparing it in the way you love the most when you need comfort: like a little nest for you to hide in, and for her to join you.

Several minutes pass and you still don't come out, so she knocks on the bathroom door. “Princess, is everything alright ? Do you need help?„ her voice, it's so evident she can hypnotise anyone with it. It's what you love the most, with the way she treats you.

You tell her she can come in, and she sees you, waiting for her to help you stand up. Your feet are wet now, and with how unsteady you are, you could fall and hurt yourself. She can't allow her baby to get hurt now, can she?

Kafka tends to your every needs, helping you drying and dressing up, showing you the different medicines. Once you take it, she lets you get comfortable in your nest. She carefully places the hot bottle against your belly. Even if the medicine is supposed to ensure the cramps aren't as painful, she wants to make sure you won't be in pain.

She lets a water bottle on the nightstand in case you get thirsty, and also gathers books on it. As well as the TV remote. She won't let you get bored. She closes the curtains, letting you use the soft lights of the room to be all cozy.

She'll go back to Blade and Silver Wolf, but every now and then, she comes in. And if she doesn't and you need something, she warned you to use your phone. It's one of the rare time where she'll be at your services. She knows how painful it can be to some women, and she's glad she doesn't experience it that way. But she can't help the pity when she sees her beloved in pain every month. So all she wants is to pamper you until you're feeling better.

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It was weird. To be seen outside with a Hunting Dog. But you got used to the stares eventually, and he did too. On his days off, if he even has some, he isn't a Hunting Dog but you're lover. But needless to say there is time you don't see him in a week. Those times.. They make you sad, or upset. But you can't just ask him to change that. He wishes to keep on going, and you just want to support him. So you will.

And whenever Tetcho comes back home, hearing the door slamming shut, you come to him like a happy puppy to its master. He loves it. It's so sweet of you. Most of the time, when he warns you beforehand of his arrival, you prepare a little something for it. Either being a gift, a snack, or even sometimes some more.. naughty things.

But today, he doesn't even see you at the doorstep! He calls out your name when his head pops from the living room's doorframe. And he sees you watching TV with a blanket over you. He smiles at the sight. It's so nice, to come home to his beloved. Even perhaps his future wife when the day will come!

He steps closer, sitting beside you and instantly wraps his arms around your waist. He nuzzles his face in the crook of your neck, taking in your sweet scent. You usually wore either sweet scents like vanilla, chocolate, and such, or flowery ones. You look down at him with a faint smile.

He hasn't seen the pills over the table. Well, good for you, it avoids some unecessary questions. It's always so cute to see him wanting to spend some quality time with you once he's home. Under your confused gaze, he takes the remote and turns of the TV, before trying to carry you bridal style. But you're fast to ask him to stop.

And so he does. He places you back down on the sofa, and tilts his head. “... Is something wrong baby?„ he inquires in a low yet gentle tone. You look away in embarrassment. It isn't easy to actually mention anything relating your menstruation, but well.. You couldn't let him worry. In a whisper, barely audible, you admit the issue.

His cheeks take a soft pink tint. Tetcho hasn't seen that coming, but it doesn't change the fact he'll spend quality time there! He slowly reaches out to squeeze your hand in his, “Have you taken medicine for the pain? Do you need me to go get some? Or would you like some hot water?„

You shake your head vigorously. That man is so caring. You point the box of pills on the table, and he nods. Yet, he still checks how many remains. “There won't be enough for the week.. I'll get you some when you'll be napping.„ he smiles. He's glad the medicine works their magic on you. He gets you back under the blanket, to the only exception he's beside you now, under it too.

And instead of watching some sad and upsetting news, you just get on some random kids' shows to keep in the background while he cuddles you. He has too much love to share. He faces pain and death on a daily basis, he can't allow it upon you yet, not while he's here. He'll always do anything within his powers to make it more comfortable for you.

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How can someone like him be so... Upsetting ? It's incredible. You hate his guts, and yet, it made you fall for him. You fell for someone you didn't wanted to love. But you can't actually complain.. Jouno makes you happy, doesn't he? He isn't so often home, but whenever he's, he loves to piss you off.

Starting by the tiniest of it. He knows cooking isn't what you exceed in, so whenever he doesn't smell any food scent in particular, he mocks you for ordering. But today, the scent in the apartment... it makes him smirk.

He can scent it, your blood. He has bitten hard enough on you during those nights to recognise that scent. But if you would've been in danger, you would've called him, and no one could have bitten you so hard. So you could only have your monthly.

Coming in the bedroom without knocking, he leans against the doorframe and stares in your direction. If he could, he would bury you with his gaze. “My, my, what do we have here? Someone laying there like a little worm, doing nothing at all.„

“To say I'm almost getting killed while you lazily wander around, I've truly decided to have such a girlfriend. What a pity, isn't it?„ you know deep down he just messes with you. But you hate it. Right now, you wish he would just shut up and leave you alone.

“Come on, it doesn't hurt that much. Beside, I've had worst, didn't I? It's not like you're getting stabb-!„ he abruptly stops. It surprises him. He was too busy mocking you he hadn't seen the pillow coming to his face. His eyebrows raise, and he sighs. He can sense you, there, helplessly curling up. He knows you had taken some medicines that were just a little effective, but not enough to calm you down.

Jouno doesn't want to show his weaknesses, not to you, not to anyone. He has been weak enough before, he can't let himself be there again. But he can't let you suffer alone. So he takes some steps closer, sitting on the bed. And reluctantly, he opens his arms, “... Come on. Before I change my mind.„

Your eyes widen in surprise, but you wouldn't deny such an offer. You slowly crawl to him, sitting in his lap and nestling your head against his chest. His arms wrap around your frame, embracing you against him. His breath is softly brushing against your hair, and you could hear his heartbeat like that.

You're content, his left hand caressing your back in soothing motions, as he tries to shush your whimpers, and take your pain away. “There, there. You're not alone. I'm back home. It'll be alright. The medicine will eventually work. For now, take a nap. Once you're asleep, I will get you some more to try.„

His voice, it soothes you. He isn't bad deep down, it just takes time for him to let his guard down, even for you. But he loves you, oh so dearly. If his morals weren't there, he could kill for you. You're his only weakness, the only thing he'd get on his knees for.

As sleep embraced you, you could hear a faint murmur falling from his lips. “I love you too much to let you stay in that pain, darling.„

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The famous Lord of Crime. Throuhough London he is known, even feared, despite no one knowing his true nature. No one beside his associates and you, his fiancée. Well, he hasn't properly proposed to you yet, but you both have talken about your wishes and.. It's obvious he wants to marry you. You have caught his heart. And Louis is thankful for that! Better you than Sherlock apparently...

And in the morning, William has seen a stain on the sheets... Ah, that explains your groggy behaviour when you left for the bathroom. It makes him chuckle, he can't lie. But it pains him, truly! He has to attend to work today... So while waiting for the bathroom to be free, he goes to Louis, informing him of a “very important mission„ only he can take care of.

Louis rolls his eyes at the mention of your menstruation. But it made him laugh that William takes it so seriously. The latter goes and changes the sheets while waiting for you. He knows you'll take quite the time, so he borrows the second bathroom. Wearing his signature brown three piece suit.

When you emerge out of the bathroom, he comes to meet you half way, giving you a lingering kiss as he takes your hand. “You're quite aggressive this morning, aren't you?„ he chuckles sweetly. His laugh.. It's the sweetest thing you ever heard. He guides you to the library, letting you rest on a plush armchair. Louis comes behind him with a soft and fluffy blanket to put over you.

“Just rest for today, darling. I am sorry I have to let you, but you know how it is.. I can't do otherwise for now. But I'm sure Louis will be wonderful to take care of you while I'm away.„ he gives a slight nod to his younger brother, before leaning to kiss your forehead.

And so, Louis is the one to tend to your needs while your fiancé is away. He even asks Fred if he can't go find some things, so he could make a concoction that could help your pain. Even if he dislikes the idea of William getting away from him, Louis appreciates you. You aren't disrespectful, on the opposite. He even likes the way William is around you.

You're glad you're accepted in their little family, and even toward his associates and friends. You busy yourself reading books or chatting with Louis. He even gets you the perfect tea for you.

And by the time William gets home, you're fast asleep on the chair. You look so peaceful, he can't bring himself to wake you up. So he brushes a strand of hair away from your face, and presses a kiss on your cheek. Exceptionally, he spends his time in the library instead of his office, just to keep an eye over you.

Every chat he can have, he's cautious to not be too loud. And when you'll stir awake, he'll cautiously step closer to ask if you're feeling any better. The rest of the week goes on the same way, and every night, William carefully carries you to bed, and soothes you to sleep, caressing your belly.

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Of Crows & Cats

{𝓟𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼}: Neko!M!Reader x Sebastian Michaelis

{𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷}: After a long days work around the manner - and of avoiding the Master in (y/n)’s case - both come back to their shared room to spend some ”quality time” together~

{𝓣𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓼}: Bondage, gag, praise, sub!bottom!Sebastian, dom!top,Reader, Neko!Reader, Porn with plot (slightly), Sebastian gets called whore once(1)

"The Young Master asked to try something new today Sebs. Lady Grey, he said."

Sebastian groaned under his breath, walking hastily through the kitchen after seizing the kitchen from Baldroy who, yet again, tried to set the oven alight to get dinner done just the slightest bit faster.

Today seemed to just not be the greatest. Finnian choose to use weed killer instead of the nutrients just recently bought, killing nearly the whole garden. Mey-rin tripped over every possible surface available, and spilled literally anything given to her. The only competent person at the moment, was you.

Sebastian's faithful partner of a few years now. Having found you when you were left on the streets, mere weeks after his initial summoning. Small and scraggly, those were the words he used to describe you. But when you looked up and he noticed those pert little cat ears and dirty-yet-fluffy tail of yours... he just couldn't resist.

Now here you both were, him elbows deep in dishes as he allowed you to restart the tea and keep watch on the dinner the demon has started only a while before.

Placing the kettle down on the fire, you turned to Sebastian. Walking behind him, you wrapped your much larger arms around his waist, him only grunting in response.

"You're real tired, huh Sebs?" Sebastian only strained a smile in response, blowing a small piece of hair out of his face.

"Not tired, dear. Demons such as myself don't get tired from things as trivial as these." You rested your chin on his head, ears twitching and tail flicking. You squeezed him closer as he washed diligently, pressing your pelvis to his ass, rubbing your clothed dick against him.

"Then I guess... annoyed? Would that be right?" Sebastian sighed and continued to wash, trying to ignore you pressed against him, though you could tell he was silently giving in, relaxing in your grip. You took your head off his head and pressed into his neck, smiling and nipping at his neck.

"You want me to help you relax, kitten?~" He was quiet, but you felt a small nod come from the other, his ass pressing back into you. You purred and your tail began to lightly wag.

"Let's finish up, and then tonight you'll be all mine.~"

·:¨༺ ♱✮¨:·ᨐฅ ᨐᵐᵉᵒʷ·:¨✮♱ ༻¨:·˚─── ⋆⋅⛥⋅⋆ ──

The moon shone through the hazy curtains of the room, illuminating it in silver lighting. The bed in the center of the room cast under the glow of few candles, to figures perched on top of it.

“There, my sweet kitty?~”

Your voice purred out, only to be met by the muffled groans of the esteemed butler of the Phantomhive manor. Hair slicked back by sweat, Sebastian’s thin form was caged in by your much larger and bulkier body. Sebastian was tied up in thick red ropes with his hands attached to the headboard and his legs forced apart by your knee with his thighs tied to his calves. A random piece of fabric - most likely a pair of underwear- was shoved and tied into the demons mouth.

Ears twitching and large fluffy tail swished gleefully at the state of the demon below him. Fingers slicked with spit plunged in and out of the crow at a rapid pace, forcing crude but soft whimpers to leave his throat.

“So vocal… such a good little kitty cat you are, Sebs.~”

Sebastian’s tear filled eyes met yours above his. A small smile is what he was met with, before the fingers inside him finally kissed his prostate.

“MPHF?!-“ “Shhh…” A kiss was laid to the fabric gag in his mouth, the fingers then began to jab that bundle of nerves dead on over and over again, ripping muffled moans from Sebastian, pushing him to the edge-

Before snatching it away from him. Your fingers tore their way out from his partially ruined hole, his cock dripping with pre. Heavy breaths and small whines came from him as you giggled lightly, moving your hands around Sebastian’s head and undoing the gag, rubbing the others jaw slightly.

“Please.. please just put it in me! Fill me up, fill me till I can’t breathe- I can’t take this anymore oh please, my dear, please (Y/n)!-“ Your tail flickered upward as the man below you started begging.

“Of course Seb’s. Gotta make my nice lil’ kitty feel all good for tomorrow.~” You spat into your hand, before offering it to Sebastian, who pathetically tried to spit but ended up drooling into your hand instead. Another small giggle erupted from you, who then wrapped the spit laden hand around your rock-solid cock - which was a solid 8in tall with the girth of a wine bottle, it even had barbs on the base. Much like your body - which was on the hairier side - a thick happy trail covered the base of your stomach, and the base of your dick.

Nails that were usually retracted clawed their way into Sebastian’s back, his teeth clenching as he harshly sucked in air.

“Hehe, such a pretty kitty, all for me… only I get to see you like this, right?”

Sebastian nodded hurriedly.

“Yes, yes, only you! Only you get to see me like this, please put it in please please please-“

With one final chuckle, you grabbed Sebastian’s waist and slammed your cock into the latter’s awaiting hole, tears finally spilling from Sebastian’s eyes as his bit down on his lower lip, immediately drawing blood.

“GUH!! MMM THANK YOU!-“ Sebastian screamed as you plunged in and out of his warmth. Gummy walls clenched around your girth as you pumped into him, pre leaking faster from Sebastian’s dick. His loud whines and sobs echoed through the room you both were in.

“Shhh Seb’s, don’t want the Young Master waking up and hear how much of a whore you are for my dick, right?~” You muttered into the crying ravenette’s ear, causing him to nod rapidly, biting back down on his lip to silence his moans. Though, you took a hand off his hip and pushed his teeth from his lip, massaging his tongue with your thumb. Then, you leaned down and met his lips with yours.

You swallowed his moans as you continued to thrust into him, slipping your long tongue down his throat. Thanks to his lack of a gag reflex, you got to feel his throat fully, his pants and moans filling your mouth and mind. You separated, a line of drool connecting you.

You took the time to examine the beautiful man below you as he mewled out for your touch. Tongue out and eyes rolled back as sweat shined in the glow of candle light. Hands gripping the rope that kept him attached to the headboard and toes curled. You could tell he was trying to minimize his moans by those little whimpers and quiet sobs he let out through pinched lips.

“S-slow down… you’re g-going to f-UNGH-fast!-“ You barely noticed you had sped up as you stared at him. His cheeks were painted red as drool slipped from him lips. You smiled and kissed his forehead in apology. You ran a hand up and down his side as you leaned over and whispered praises into Sebastian’s ear, causing more whimpers and held back moans to erupt from his throat.

Quick kisses landed on his collar bone - right below where his collar would lay tomorrow - that eventually turned to you harshly sucking hickies onto his pale skin. Your ears perked up at the sounds of his breathing picking up, a grin on your face as you continued your ministrations.

“Oh my- Ffffuckkkk!- Please let me cum please please let me- NGH- cum oh please my dear- (Y/n) please please-“ Sebastian cried out. His hands gripped the rope holding them together and you watched as the rope began to give way due to his strength. With a playful sigh and a wipe of your forehead, you pulled out until only your tip rested inside him, then slammed your cock into Sebastian who let out a short scream. You nailed his prostate head on, jackhammering into him.

Sebastian watched on in awe and lust as your muscles flexed above him as you pounded into him and you bared your fangs in concentration, the bed noticeably creaking under the movement. Your hands moved up from his waist, nails ripping the rope holding his hands, and entwining your hands together. Your face was above his, teeth clenched in concentration as his moans reached a higher and higher pitch. At this point you couldn’t care less about anyone else hearing you, all you wanted was to make sure Sebastian felt good.

“I’m cumming (Y/n), oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck shIT- CUMMING!!-“ Sebastian’s back arched into your body, white painting his and your torso. A hand landed in his hair as you shushed him, still thrusting hard. He groaned in overstimulation, but you shushed him with another kiss.

“I’m almost there Sebs hold on… just a- few more-“ Your thrusts became harsher for a moment before the demon could feel your seed fill his insides. You thrust a few more times, coming down from your high. You sighed as you laid on your side, still inside your partner, you pulled him into your chest, humming in content.

“Are you alright, Sebs?” You asked, wrapping your hands around his waist as he wrapped his arms around your neck.

“Yes… though, I would like these ropes off my legs, now.” Your eyes widened, and with a quick apology your nails tore through the rope and began to gently massage his legs, Sebastian letting a sigh of relief.

Your cock finally slipped out of his abused hole, cum spilling from him while he groaned.

“Dear, if we don’t want to sleep in your semen, I recommend we get up and clean ourselves now.” Sebastian mused, though you only groaned and nuzzled into his chest. He looked down only to be met with your best “wet-cat” eyes, as you called them.

“Just a little bit..? I don’t feel like moving right now…” You whined. If you were any other being, you’d have been shoved onto the floor by now. But Sebastian’s soft spot for cats - and therefore you - made him only sigh and run a hand through your hair, smiling at the sound of your purring filling the room.

“Fine then. Thirty minutes.” You let out a soft cheer, grabbing the covers and wrapping them around the two of you and snuggling into his chest, purring only growing in size.

You missed him with all the work you both had recently gotten, and you could tell he missed you too, even if he didn't say it. He smiled and hugged you, pushing his head into your hair.

“Goodnight, kitten.~” Sebastian immediately lightly punched your head, causing a yowl to escape your lips.

… Yeah. He loved you.

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