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thebluester2020 · 4 months ago

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Give your thanks to anon!

Summary: Anon does a pretty good job of explaining what's going on here pfft.

Warning(s): Rough Sex, Barely any plot just porn ngl, Squirting, A smidge of degradation (Shane refers to the reader as a slut once), A bit of face-fucking, Shane cums on the reader's face.

Side Note(s): Anon said the magic word twice so I had no choice but to oblige in writing my least fav bachelor 🥹 😭 (I hope you like what I've written though anon!! Thanks for the request! ✨)

In Shane's opinion, there was nothing in this entire valley that could've topped this moment right before him. You were on your knees before him, a pillow sweetly tucked underneath your knees while Shane sat on the edge of the bed, guiding your mouth up and down his cock via tugging on your hair. You had begged for this treatment, asking him to treat you a little more roughly in the bedroom as well as asking him if he would cum on your face.

He could've sworn that he nearly came in his pants when you asked that.

"Shit baby..." He groaned into the air as his head lazily fell back from the feeling of your tight mouth wrapped around him. "Y' sure you're new to this?" The sound of his deep chuckle made your pussy clench around nothing as you felt his grip on your hair get looser and looser, allowing you more room to take control as your hands wrapped around the base of his cock before you began to bob your head up and down even faster.

That act nearly sucked all the breath from Shane's lungs, his hand on your hair tightening but in no way trying to control what you were doing to him right now.

Your tongue flattened against the underside of his dick, licking and tracing along the sensitive prominent vein along the underside before you'd slow to focus on his head, your mouth sucking him even harder as your tongue swirled around the slit of his cockhead. It was as if you were begging him to cum deep inside your throat and make you swallow everything that he had to give you.

With an audible 'pop', you took your lips from his cockhead before you nuzzled your cheek against his spit-covered dick, looking up at your boyfriend through your lashes. "Cum on my face...please?" You begged so sweetly. You giggled when you felt Shane's cock twitch against your cheek, and how could he help it? Combined with your voice as well as the way you looked up at him...he was soooo tempted to give you what you wanted, especially when you begged him so cutely.

But...he was feeling a little mean. "So cute," He cooed to you, petting your head as if he were really about to allow you to continue tending to his dick as you were until he slowly parted your lips to slip his thumb into your mouth. A groan left his lips, his tongue running over his teeth at the way you obediently began sucking his thumb without even having to be told to do so. "I'm tempted but I don't know if you really deserve it."

He chuckled at how you whined, suddenly looking as if you were. a whipped puppy. "Perhaps you should beg me harder—" Your cunt clenched around nothing when Shane gripped his cock to gently tap it against your cheek. "—otherwise you'll just have to settle for me cumming into a napkin instead." Without waiting for another word, you quickly got to work tending to your boyfriend's cock. Shane would've laughed at how desperate you were if the feeling of your tongue flattening against the underside of his dick, purposefully tracing the prominent veins as you bobbed your head up and down, didn't make him absolutely lose his mind.

Every attempt to silence himself in favor of wanting to hear how you willingly choked yourself on his cock was in vain, especially when you began to massage his balls, trails of spit trailing down to them as he felt them draw up in anticipation of his approaching orgasm. "F-Fuck..." He hissed. You felt a buzz go throughout your body at the sound of Shane's unashamed moans, his chest heaving up and down quicker and quicker by the second it seemed as one hand continued petting your head while the other ran through his hair. Your cunt was aching so much...you hadn't touched it since you started sucking him off!

Shane was sooooo possessive when it came to your pleasure, even if the pleasure was delivered by your own hands, he cocked his brow and lightly scolded you saying that your pussy was only for him to touch.

He was distracted.

Perhaps—

You went along with the idea the moment it completely formed in your brain, your hand leaving its position of massaging your boyfriend's balls to trail down your body before you began lightly circling your clit, your thighs twitching a little from how sensitive you were. As you pleasured yourself while sucking Shane off however, it only encouraged you to bob your head up and down faster in a sudden eagerness of wanting to cum together with him. "S-Shit baby...!" Shane hissed out. "So fuckin' eager all of a sudden?" His blurry vision didn't allow him to see the slight movement of your arm, too focused on how good your warm mouth felt on his cock.

His hand on your head suddenly gripped your hair, forcing you to still before he begun thrusting up into your mouth, lewd choking sounds being forced from your mouth as your eyes nearly rolled to the back of your skull, the fact of being used so blatantly along with pleasuring your needy clit almost too much for you to bear as you moaned around Shane's cock.

Your boyfriend only managed a few more strong thrusts before he tugged your head off of him, thick streams of his cum suddenly decorating your face, your tongue gently darted out to taste a trail of cum that had dribbled down close to the edge of your lips. You were disappointed though...you hadn't gotten to cum with him.

No matter, with how tight the knot in the pit of your stomach was getting, you only needed a little bit more before you could— "Hey." Shane suddenly hissed to you as he reached to grab your arm, forcing your ministrations on yourself to a complete still as he glared at you. "Didn't I tell you it's a bit rude to touch things without askin'?" You responded with a pout.

He nearly had a mind to laugh at the way you looked at him. "What? After nearly breaking out into tears over wanting me to cum on your face, suddenly it ain't enough for you?"

"I wanted to cum too!" You huffed with a newfound stubbornness. The attitude you were suddenly giving him was hilarious to him as if he wasn't capable of throwing you on the bed and fucking orgasm after orgasm out of you! He had a mind to see how long the attitude would last until you were opening and closing your mouth like a gasping fish but...he supposed you were right.

You deserve to cum as well, especially after servicing his cock so well.

Shane sighed as he helped you onto your feet before gently shoving you onto the bed, manhandling you until you propped up on your hands and knees. "Alright then babe," Shane smirked, letting out a low whistle at the sight of your glistening pussy and the way your slick dripped down your thighs. His half-hard cock throbbed with a renewed vigor, the mental image of your pussy oozing his cum enough to make him moan under his breath.

"H-Hurry—Ah—!"

"I don't believe you're really in a position to be tellin' me to hurry up slut," He planted one foot on the bed as he lined himself up to your entrance, a hand pressing down in the middle of your back to force your back into a harsh arch. "You'll take what I give you and be grateful for that." Without even allowing you a second to think of a response, you suddenly felt all the wind in your lungs be knocked out of you when Shane plunged himself into your heat, immediately picking up a harsh and brutal pace that made you grip the bedsheets as your eyes rolled to to the back of your head.

"S-Shane...!" You screamed into the sheets, your cunt clenching down on his cock as if it didn't want him to leave for a single second. not that your boyfriend would ever think of doing such a thing, the way your pussy clamped down around him was addictive, the combination of your pussy making lewd squelching sounds while each plap made you gush out some of your juices and onto his thighs. It made his head spin, each pant that left his lips sounding more akin to a dog in heat rather than an actual human.

"Fuck baby...so tight..." You squeaked when you felt Shane lean some of his weight down onto your back, effectively pining you in place before his hand came to tangle itself in your hair. You gasped when your head was suddenly tugged from being buried in the sheets, your blurry eyes barely being able to register your boyfriend's face coming closer to your own until you felt a pair of lips on your own.

The kiss was sloppy, full of unbridled lust and desire, as muffled moans could barely be heard between the two of you amongst the lewd plapping of skin on skin. Shane grunted against your kiss-swollen lips when he felt you begin to tighten up. "You close babe?" He pressed another kiss to your forehead with a smirk, your brain too hazy from pleasure to be able to properly answer him aside from whimpers and pleas to be allowed to cum. "W-Wanna cum..." You begged. "Please—"

Shane silenced you by forcing you to suck on his thumb, drool escaping your mouth along with whining, moaning, and panting, the noises only serving to make your boyfriend twitch inside of your sex as he quickened his pace. "You gonna cum baby?" He moaned against your ear. "You sound like your close..." When he bit the shell of your ear, that was the final straw that broke you as a scream left your lips, the sound of your pussy gushing your juices onto him making Shane smirk as wickedly as the devil himself as he continued fucking you through your orgasm.

"T-Too much...!" You whined.

"Just a little more baby, I'm almost there..." True to his word, Shane fucked you for only a few more thrusts before he stilled against you with a deep groan and whispered curses, his grip on your hair tightening ever so slightly before he slumped against you, the only sound following afterward being the sounds of you both trying to catch your breaths before you eventually slapped Shane's arm gently.

"H-Heavy..." You said tiredly before your boyfriend took himself from your heat. You whined quietly at the lost of being full but...it was hard to mind it much when you were quickly then pulled into your boyfriend's embrace. Now...all you both wanted to do was just sleep until the next day.

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thebluester2020 · 5 months ago

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Based on the asks above! (Give your thanks to @curlyhairkk !!)

Summary: You and Sebastian had been hanging out with each other for a while now, to the point he could confidently say that the both of you were good friends! But...you were also close with Alex, friends, despite it being clear to Sebastian that Alex wanted something...more. For the first time in a long time, Sebastian felt himself having romantic feelings towards someone, and he refused to let it slip through his fingers so easily.

Warning(s): Possessive!Sebastian (not yandere levels but just him being jealous), Alex being pushy (Sebastion comes and saves the farmer tho dw), Rough sex, Sebastion is taller than Alex, Sebastian likes hearing the reader beg a lil', Multiple orgasms (for the reader lol).

Side Note(s): I've never been the biggest vampire fan but Twilight (when I ignore Bella) is actually kinda good 😌 . Also sorry for this taking a minute to come out! Spring semester is hitting the ground running this year 🫠

He...was jealous, perhaps he didn't have the right to be so but he couldn't help himself.

Since you had arrived in the valley a little over a year ago, you and Sebastion had gotten closer and closer since the first time you two saw one another and began speaking. What was first simple small talk inside of his room, brief and awkward (mostly on account of him being shy), or a quick greeting or two when you'd pass one another in town. It now turned into fleeting touches that held a certain passion behind each movement, glances in each other's directions that spoke of wanting to do something other than simply talk.

It was driving Sebastian insane.

And what's more? He knew you felt the same, you delivered him so many gifts, talked to him for hours on end as if he were the most important thing in your world, and too many times did he almost hear you say that you loved him! He never thought he'd witness a day where he was practically begging on his knees to Yoba for someone to say one line but...here he was.

Sitting near the edge of the lake on the side of his house, listening to you go on about your day and how your cows had just given birth to twins.

The process of what you had to do to make sure the calves were healthy sounded complicated, and quite frankly? He understood little of it but the passion in your voice and how intelligent you sounded was like music to his ears, a song that he could listen to over and over and over and over again so long as it meant that he could continue to look into your eyes while you looked into his.

Sebastian only felt comfortable around you.

Besides Abigail and Sam, you were the only one who understood him and didn't make him feel like an outcast, as if he were some weirdo with no aspirations besides living in his parent's basement—had your lips always looked so pretty? Unconsciously, he felt himself slowly leaning in closer and closer to you, placed under an unknown spell via the lure of your voice. Yet as you noticed Sebastian steadily leaning closer towards you, causing you to trail off from your conversation...the scent of his minty breath mixed with the faint smell of cigarettes began to make your mind spin as you felt yourself slowly losing yourself in the way his eyes looked at you—

"Y/N!" When you heard Alex's voice, you nearly jumped out of your skin before putting some distance between yourself and Sebastion.

Completely oblivious to the tension you and Sebastian shared a mere second ago, the jock crouched down a little ways behind you with a grin. "You promised you'd play some gridball with me! Don't tell me you've gotten cold feet now?" And just like that, the tension faded into the wind, leaving Sebastian on the sidelines witnessing the exchange as if Alex didn't even notice that he was there! He stuck his hands into his pocket, his eyes nearly shooting daggers at the oblivious jock while he called him every type of curse word imaginable in his head.

But, he remained patient, hoping and almost praying that you'd remember what the both of you were so close to doing a minute ago.

But it seemed that luck wasn't on his side today as you eventually looked back to him with a playful grin. "I did promise Alex..." You said playfully, pouting even though you didn't appear to be sad about the fact in the slightest before you looked back to Alex who was cheekily grinning behind. "I'll swing back to your house later!"

Sebastion could only silently nod despite mentally pleading for you to stay with him instead, the thought resting just on the tip of his tongue. But...the last thing he wanted to appear as was controlling or overly possessive of you. He respected your freedom, as someone who longed for it and wanted to do something different in the world, he knew how restrictive the feeling could get when you felt controlled. He didn't want the same thing for you so—he forced himself to watch you get up and walk away with Alex.

He glared at the jock's back with all the annoyance and fury he could currently muster up.

Especially when he saw Alex's hand come to rest on the small of your back.

. . .

Your gridball game with Alex had taken way longer than you originally expected it to. At first, the two of you were eager and excited to go to the beach before your stomach growled, thus leading Alex to convince you to come over to his house where Evelyn proceeded to make the best baked chicken you had ever had in your entire life!

Then you suddenly remembered that you needed to run a few errands, and Alex, like any friend, was more than happy to keep you company.

A little bit of fishing here, shopping at Pierre's shop there. The sun was beginning to dip beneath the horizon by the time you and Alex had actually managed to get to the beach, and although the jock was more skilled than you at the sport, you had fun nonetheless and appreciated Alex for even thinking to consider you as a possible playing part when you've heard rumors here and there that Shane was a far better player.

However...now that Alex was walking you back to your house, the light-hearted conversation that lasted all day to day had trickled down into something calmer and quieter. For the entire time, it seemed, Alex looked at you as if he was about to say something before quickly rethinking things, although the two of you weren't extremely close, you thought you two were close enough to talk to one another and let each other know when something was bothering you both! It was driving you insane as you kept glancing at Alex from the corner of your eye, curious and trying to allow him as much time as he needed to get his words out until— "What's on your mind?" You blurted out.

Then, you two stopped a little ways from Sebastion's house actually.

All you needed was to take the shortcut up the stairs next to his house before you'd make a left down the forest alley to your farm.

"Are you and Sebastion together?" The question nearly made you choke on your own spit at how boldly the question came out before your eyes shot to Alex with a wide-eyed stare.

"W-What?" You gulped.

“Are you together?” Alex repeated, a little louder and clearer this time. Yet you still looked at him dumbfounded, you respected the friendship the two of you had, although Alex was indeed handsome, your brain refused for you to see him as anything more than a sibling! But as you continued to remain silent, Alex tensed his jaw before huffing. “I’m not hearing a ‘no’.”

“We’re not together but—“

He clicked his tongue, looking off to the side for a moment before looking back at you. “Don’t tell me you actually like that loser? The entire town thinks he’s a shut-in!”

You shot a glare at him. “That’s not true!” You said. “He’s sweet, sweeter than you’re being right now Alex. I like our friendship, don’t ruin it.”

Suddenly, just as Alex shot a glare at you and dared to take a step towards you, his hand extending in a bid to grab your arm. Robin’s front door swung open before Sebastian came rushing out. And the chaos that ensued afterward was something you *didn’t* want, Sebastian shoving himself into Alex like a raging bull before tucking you behind him with an arm just as the two men proceeded to get into a shouting match.

Alex being annoyingly pushy a few moments ago aside, you didn’t want to see him hurt for Yoba’s sake!

“Sebastian stop it!” You shouted as you tried to separate the two men.

When he felt your hand wrap around his forearm, the recluse briefly calmed down, just long enough for you to forcefully put some distance between him and Alex. “You stay away from her.”

Alex scoffed. “The fuck is this?” He looked to you. “Tell this freak that the two of you aren’t together before I shove his ass to the ground.”

"I'd like to see you try," Sebastian retorted, the edge of his lip curling up into a snarl. Before he could take another step closer to Alex however, you quickly smacked his arm in an attempt to call back his attention. You hadn't even given Alex an official answer about your feelings about Sebastian, only because...you weren't ready for the possibility that he may not have liked you. But if saying it would make the two men go their separate ways and avoid fighting one another...so be it.

"Stop it!" You shouted before you squeezed between the two, pressing your back against Sebastian's front as you outstretched your arms. "I like Sebastion, okay?!" You finally shouted.

It was as if the world had suddenly frozen in a split second.

The words 'I like Sebastian' replayed in the recluse's head like a broken record. The feeling of your warmth against him as you protected him made his cheeks warm and...it was as if he were suddenly placed in the middle of a dream, all he had ever wanted was to hear those words from you...that you shared the same feelings towards him.

But it was all too easy for his brain to immediately spoil the moment for himself.

Did it really take you hanging out with Alex for you to recognize that you liked him— "I like you more." Alex insisted with a stubborn huff.

The jock's words snapped him from his trance before he immediately placed a hand on your shoulder to gently but firmly move you behind him. "She likes me." Sebastian practically growled out his words. "Sebastion—" "Fuck off," He practically spat out his final words to Alex before his gaze settled back onto you and he firmly grabbed your arm to pull you along with him. But...not toward his house like you had expected but up the small steps next to his home before he made a sharp left.

He was taking the path to your home.

. . .

Everything was a mere blur with the speed Sebastian was dragging you along to your house, your heart thrumming against your ribcage while your cheeks felt like they were literally on fire. Each attempt to try and understand why Sebastian was dragging you along to your house was only met with silence and when you would get a response, it was either a grunt or him looking at you with a tint of red on his cheeks!

You were utterly confused but...the possessive nature your otherwise quiet friend was showing, you couldn't deny the way it made your core throb ever so slightly.

A feeling that grew when you both had finally reached your home, your front door practically slamming closed before you found your back against the wall and Sebastian caging you in with your eyes with an almost hungry look in his eyes, one that brimmed with...nervousness? Just underneath the surface. "Do...do you really like me?" He panted out, your eyes widening for only a second before you shyly nodded your head.

And as your cheeks further tinted red from embarrassment, Sebastian feared he'd pass out with how frequently his heart was skipping beats at how cute your expression was. He had been waiting for you to say that you had liked him ever since the two of you had become close, close to where...he preferred hanging out with you over Sam and Abigail sometimes. "Tell me you like me," Your thighs clenched once again at how Sebastian's voice sounded as if he were pleading with you to say that you liked him unless he would die. "Please...I need to hear it with your voice."

Like earlier, your faces steadily began to inch closer and closer to each other's.

Yet, there was no outside force to stop you two as your arms came to loop around Sebastian's neck, further pulling him closer. "I like you," You whispered against his lips. And the groan Sebastian let out when he crashed his lips against your own was downright sinful as his arms wrapped around your waist to squeeze you against his front. Everything about you drew him absolutely nuts, from how soft your body felt against his own, your curves and warmth making his cock twitch against the front of his jeans while the faint scent of your shampoo entering his nostrils made his head spin. The sound of your soft moans against his lips, how your arms pulled him even tighter against your lips as if you couldn't get enough of him...he'd been waiting so long for this.

Then, his finger came to shakily tug at the shorts you wore, from excitement or nervousness, however...he wasn't quite sure. "M-May I?" He asked, a string of spit still connecting the both of you as he parted from you to ask for permission. The second you nodded your head, he only looked behind himself briefly for your couch before his lips crashed against your own once more, carefully walking backward to your sofa before he fell back onto the plush cushions, dragging you to sit in his lap before he started to pepper kisses over an available region of skin he could find.

You gasped when you felt his hand suddenly begin to trail up underneath your shirt, Sebastian groaning at the feeling of your breasts before he pulled down your bra. Through his lashes, he looked up at you again for your consent, and again...you couldn't nod your head fast enough before his hands were tugging up your shirt and his eyes widened at the sight of your pretty breasts. "So pretty..." He whispered, placing a chaste kiss in between your tits before his tongue darted out to trail a line over to one of them before latching on. Your sex throbbed at the feeling of his hot tongue swirling around the nipple, unconsciously beginning to grind against his thigh much to his amusement as he looked up at you again with a smirk.

"S-Sebastian..." You moaned, taking one of his hands and trying to lead it to your throbbing core. "Please—"

He huffed as he gently took his hand back from your own. "You were going to show off this pretty body for him?" He mumbled against your nipple, placing one more wet kiss against it before he moved over to the other one to give it some attention.

"W-What? No—"

"Then how come you left me so quickly to be with him?" Before you could have a moment to defend yourself, a moan interrupted you when Sebastion latched onto your chest once more, wrapping an arm around you to pull you even closer to him as he felt his cock strain against his jeans.

It was a petty thing to be jealous over, especially seeing as he currently had you writhing on his lap while he sucked on your tits. But, the sheer idea of Alex being able to hear your moans...see your body, and touch it...it pissed him off more than he could ever imagine! "I-I never wanted to do these things with Alex!" You managed to say amongst your moans as you grinded your clothed pussy even harder against Sebastian's thigh. "Only—Only you..."

He moaned at your confession. "Really?" He moaned, his cheeks flushed red as he pulled himself away from your chest to look at you. The way you used his thigh for your own pleasure was hypnotizing, your eyes fluttering open and close as desperate pants escaped your lips as if you were a bitch in heat. Yet, as much as he'd like to see you use him to cum...he wanted your first orgasm with him to be on his dick. "If you really wanted to do these things with me only..." He grabbed your thighs, forcing you to a stop much to your dismay. "...prove it other than using my thigh to get yourself off." He nearly drooled when he looked down to see the growing wet patch on your shorts, causing him to finally tug your shorts off before he was met with the sight of your gorgeous cunt.

It glistened with your slick, twitching underneath his gaze and seeming to leak your juices even more now that it was out in the open! As he used his thumbs to part your lips to get a better look at your hole, you then pulled at Sebastian's jeans. "You too..." You moaned.

Sebastian smirked at how needy you sounded before he pulled his jeans and boxers down enough to free his cock, his length slapping against his stomach and already dripping pre-cum. Your mouth dropped at his size, you hadn't expected it to be so— "Don't close your legs," Sebastion said before he pushed to keep your thighs open. "Relax," He smirked before he helped you lift yourself until your cunt was hovering over his cockhead, the radiating warmth from your pussy making his cock twitch as he already couldn't wait to feel your walls envelop his dick.

He felt as if it were Christmas day, too many times after hanging out with you, he'd have to rush home to his room before he'd jerk himself off with your name leaving his lips like a prayer. The only thing that'd rush through his mind is the imagination of you fucking yourself on his cock, or him fucking you to the point you could hardly remember your own name. It was maddening, but now? He could finally breathe a sigh of relief as he gently lowered you onto his cock. "S-Shit..." Sebastian cursed, causing you to throb and tighten up even more at the delicious sound of him enjoying your body. "Loosen up..." He then moaned. "I can barely—fuck."

"Too good for you to move?" You teased him gently, finding a sliver of your confidence at how his head fell onto the back of the couch. He tensed his jaw with a huff, he was supposed to be pleasuring and teasing you, not the other way around!

But as you tried to move your hips, Sebastian quickly interrupted your attempts with a sudden thrust up into your cunt. A sharp moan tore from your throat as your grip on Sebastian's shoulders tightened. Then, his hands swooped to knead and grab at your ass as his smirk grew. "So bold to tease me, if you can do that, you can certainly scream my name just as well, can't you?"

Ripping away your chance to answer, Sebastian suddenly brought you up before sinking you back down onto his cock, a sharp Ah! tearing from you as your toes quickly curled at the pleasure of Sebastian roughly fucking you. Your mind barely had time to keep up with the pleasure and how easily his cock rubbed against your sweet spots, the sensation of him kneading your ass and the slight bite of pain that came with it only elevating the pleasure as your eyes nearly grew into saucers at how fast you felt a knot begin to tighten in the pit of your stomach.

"W-Wait...!" You moaned, betraying your own words by clinging to Sebastian even further. "I-I...I can't—fuckkkk!" Suddenly, pleasure blasts from your every nerve as Sebastian fucked you hard and fast, your lungs heaving and grasping for every little bit of breath they could get as your orgasm suddenly washed from your body. The quickness in which you reached it making Sebastian pause in his thrusts for only a little in order to look at you in shock.

Before you could come down from your high although...he resumed his thrusts with a teasing chuckle. "So quickly Y/N?" He said. "Tch, bet Alex couldn't get you to cum that quickly huh?" He marveled at how lewd your expression was, at how loudly and shamelessly your cunt squelched from underneath you with each thrust of his cock.

"S-Sebby..." You moaned deliriously as he shallowing fucked you. "Why a-are you—Ah!" You gripped his hoodie tighter when he resumed his earlier pace of pulling you up and down his dick.

"I know you must be feeling sensitive after cumming..." He cooed mockingly, not the least bit ashamed of fucking you right after your climax. "But...whew...I just can't get enough of you moaning and clinging to me like that..." Despite your body trembling with pleasure, Sebastian picks up the pace even more as he bit his bottom lip as he was entranced with everything about you.

Especially the way your pussy clung to his dick as if it didn't want him to leave.

"S-Sebastion!" You cried out.

"Keep screamin' like that for me farmer...I want this whole valley to know that the local recluse is fucking into your squelching cunt~" You gasped at how his cock twitched inside of you.

"Y-You..." You tried to say. "So mean...!" You whined.

He smirked at your delirious words. "I'm being mean?" He chuckled before one of his hands left your ass to cup the back of your head, pulling you in for a sloppy kiss. "Tell me to stop then..." He murmured against your lips. He was even so kind as to give you a moment of relief by suddenly stopping his thrusts, the sudden loss of pleasure nearly shocking your brain as you lazily opened your eyes.

"Why...why did you?"

Sebastian laughed. "I thought you wanted me to stop? I was being soooo mean after all." You pouted at his words, and when you attempted to move your hips, his hand only stopped you. "Beg me to keep going, farmer...tell me how good my cock is." To encourage you, he started to resume moving a little, yet compared to how he fucked you moments ago...it was barely enough.

Your cheeks burned with embarrassment at how your brain was screaming at you to say what he wanted you to say.

But, the knot that was just beginning to tighten again— the desire to reach that orgasmic high again was just too tempting. "K-Keep going...!" You begged.

Like flipping on a switch, Sebastian resumed his rough thrusts much to his delight as well as moans poured from his lips. "Your dick is so good! Fuck!" You whined against his ear, causing Sebastian to fuck up into you as he brought your hips down on his dick, somehow reaching even deeper inside of you. "Keep fucking me with your cock! P-Please...don't stop!" You continued to beg at the top of your lungs.

He nearly came at how the words 'Please, don't stop' left your lips.

He moaned. "S-Shit...keep saying that!" He said. "If it feels that good...keep saying 'don't stop'!"

"D-Don't stop...Ahhh...d-don't stop!" You gasped.

His cock throbbed inside of you with your wanton begging, your throbbing cunt encouraging his climax to come faster and faster until he suddenly stilled against you with a loud groan leaving his lips as hot ropes of cum flooded your insides, Sebastian's climax seeming to be never-ending as your orgasm only made his last even longer. "S-Sebastian..." You moaned sleepily, a tiny squeak of discomfort leaving you when Sebastian gently pulled you off his softening cock.

When you and him looked down to see the mess you had made on his pants, however...you hardly had the energy to be embarrassed whilst your newfound lover only smirked in sheer confidence. "I didn't know you were so messy Y/N~" He teased you before you quickly hid your face in his neck.

You mumbled something into his neck as his arms wrapped around your waist, enjoying the afterglows of your shared climaxes together. At least he could rest confidently now, knowing that you wouldn't be going to Alex anymore after this.

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thebluester2020 · 1 month ago

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Which bachelors do you think would be the biggest fools when drunk? I mean absolutely shit faced

OKAY OKAY I HAD TO DO SOME THINKING ABOUT THIS— But I think I've got a solid list down anon. [From most shit-faced to least shit-faced]

Sam: My reasoning is— I just feel like Sam isn't really much of a drinker to begin with, tbh? I'm not saying he would never drink (He strikes me as someone who has one drink and would just sip on it throughout the time he's with a group of friends. He's not screaming social drinker, but I can see him sipping on something to feel the buzz). Anywho, in the case of him accidentally not pacing himself and getting drunk, I feel like Sebastian + Abigail are going to experience either an extremely happy-drunk Sam or sleepy Sam. He's getting shit-faced as hell.

Alex: Lol he's a jock, for the sake of him wanting to stay healthy and not risk damaging his body in any type of way. I can't see him drinking either but in true jock fashion, he's definitely having his fun at a party or two so here's my thought process; he's getting the type of shit-faced that you'd only see in movies. Throwing up, drinking out of kegs while doing a handstand, probably kissing a few girls/dudes. The whole nine yards. He wouldn't be an absolute pain in the ass to deal at the start but once he starts throwing up then that's when you've got a problem.

Sebastian: Super in the middle between "not getting shit-faced and getting shit-faced". I don't know why, but I have a sneaking suspicion that he'd be able to hold his alcohol decently [Probably about 2 maybe 3 drinks]. Once he goes over that limit, I don't think he'd act stupid, but I think he'd act even more emo than he already does pfft. I'm talking acting all sad + probably wanting to sit in a corner trying to keep the room from spinning too much.

Harvey: I was tempted to put him higher in the list, but hear me out on this one, IT'S THE MUSTACHE. Agree to disagree with me on this one, but I have yet to meet a man with a good mustache who couldn't hold his alcohol. It comes with the territory. Either way, even if he were to get shit-faced drunk, I still feel like he'd be weirdly classy about it. He'd stumble around a little, maybe even become bolder (with his words rather than his actions), but he's retaining some sense.

Elliot: Another one I was gonna put higher on the list based on how quickly he started dancing in his saloon cutscene after one sip 💀 (But I'm standing firm on the idea that he wasn't immediately tipsy/drunk after one sip but more so just acting goofy/funny for the farmer, generally just adding good vibes to their hangout). But outside of that, I think he can hold his alcohol pretty well??? I can't see him getting shit-faced tbh, only super drunk to where he becomes a sleepy drunk or maybe even a romantic/bold drunk. Out of everyone on this list, I feel like he's the one you're getting an impromptu confession from.

Shane: Okay, putting aside that infamous cutscene of him on the cliff— he's the last one I'm expecting to get shit-faced. Sure, he'll get into a depressive/reflective mood when he's super drunk, but he's not acting completely stupid while drunk. I have to give him a little respect and say that he can hold his liquor lol. Not to mention, even if he could get shit-faced, you'e not seeing it. I imagine that when he plans to get aboslutely piss drunk, he's doing it in the privacy of his room or somewhere completely secluded.

a/n: Lol, this is coming from someone who doesn't drink. I had a few drinks once before, and I plan to never have a headache like that again 🫡

#blueanswersstuff #sdv #stardew valley #bluesrants #sdv elliott #sdv shane #sdv alex #sdv sam #sdv sebastian #sdv harvey

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[SDV] "The Nightingale"

Give your thanks to anon!

Summary: You didn't expect leaving the life of an assassin to be easy. But upon arriving to Pelican Town to take care of your late grandfather's farm for a time, the dream became more and more tempting by the passing season, especially when a steadily blossoming romance was another factor.

Warning(s): [AU where the Farmer/Reader is an assassin and not a former Joja employee] Jio is a lil' gentler in this fic (still blunt though),❗️Explicit scenes where the Reader kills members of her organization❗️(Nothing too gorey though), Gentle sex, Fade-To-Black One-sided attraction low-key (The reader likes Jio more than Jio likes the reader), Jio still has sex with them out of curiosity though.

Side Note(s): God I love former assassin tropes. I had to take extra time on this one since I was in the mood for writing a bit of a short storyline, but I hope you like it anon!

P.S: Sorry that this may not be *exactly* how you wanted it anon. I had a narrative in mind and I just ran with it 😔

“The life as a Nightingale is one that is to be lived amongst the shadows. From now on, you live only to serve this organization and to never yearn for a life amongst the sun again.”

The life of a Nightingale was...lonely.

When you were of age, this was the oath you had taken. It was a harsh one but, this life amongst the dark underbellies of society was the only one you had ever known.

Your parents were assassins, from the day of your birth, all you had known was the shadows and the oath they had taken, never once being allowed to think of walking amongst the common population. You weren’t afforded the opportunity to attend regular school and instead attended night school where every student in the school’s population was in a similar situation to yourself, a life where circumstances were…unusual, to say the least. It was hard to make friends, and when you did, you weren’t allowed to keep them. The chance to go on field trips sounded like something out of a fairytale and when you had finally graduated night school, the opportunity to go to college wasn’t afforded to you.

Combined with the years of learning how to wield different weapon types, to the point where you could find a way to make a weapon out of a mere stick if you so wished. Not to mention learning different killing strategies such as the usage of poison, the use of allergens or other people around you if need be.

Becoming a Nightingale was a given, and when you swore to abide by the Nightingale’s oath. It was an all too easy choice to make. Since then, you’ve been a walker of the shadows. You had taken out targets from all walks of life, from the humble poor man to elites whose pockets hung so low that you feared it touched the core of the very Earth. Because of this, you’ve dabbled in every type of illegal activity you could think of, some activities taking you places such as underground cities where the “common” law was flipped upside down to gang-run territories where each step you made could have easily been your last.

Yet each and every single time, you completed your mission professionally and without too much trouble aside from a few new scars lining your body.

You never dared to dream much less think of life outside the realm of the Nightingales. You couldn't dream of a different scenario! One that wasn't rife with death and blood, shadows and silence. Where, instead of a bright moon looming above your head, there was instead a great yellow ball of fire. So, one night, when your leader had called you into their quarters to discuss your next job, you didn't have a mind to think of this job as too different than the other ones you had undertaken until...the location's name was spoken.

"You'll be taking a target known as 'Mr. Qi' located in Pelican Town."

Pelican Town? You had to repeat the name over in your head at least three times to really let it settle in. The name of the location wasn't something that whispered a more nefarious nature, nor did it strike you as a place that was familiar in the realm of drugs, gang activities, or trafficking. No, instead, it struck you as a place where you'd go fishing or maybe even farm a few plants here and there.

"It's a farming town out east. Nothing dangerous there aside from some monsters. You're to research the whereabouts of your target and kill him, he's an elusive bastard."

You cocked your brow. "And what will be my disguise?"

Your leader chuckled gruffly. "Guess."

Your gaze narrowed, racking over your brain for ideas until your jaw dropped slightly. "A farmer?"

"Inconspicuous, there's plenty of farmers there and a new one coming into town won't be unusual." Your leader sighed before they pushed themselves from their desk and went to their bookshelf, your eyes following the way their hands trailed over their collection of books and notebooks before they landed on a single parchment of paper. When the paper was handed to you, you took it with a single nod of thanks before you opened it. "Your late grandfather was a farmer, apparently, he wished to give some land over to you but your parents were against it."

You had heard conversations here and there when you overheard your parents talk late at night. However, all you understood was that your father didn't want you to go into the life of farming, that it was a waste of your potential and talents as another future addition to the Nightingales. Perhaps he was right, you'd never know but...you wouldn't deny that the idea of going to a farming town unnerved you a little. "I can't farm."

"You won't, you'll simply find the target and slit the bastard's throat. You'll return here and then get your payment per the usual. This is no different from your other jobs." You had a mind to argue but the leader's word was law. If they were to say that you needed to throw yourself from a cliff then you wouldn't have a single choice but to obey. But, this farming town was nothing more than that. A farming town.

No danger nor enemies to look over your shoulder for. No having to nearly throw yourself into the arms of death in an effort to get closer to your target or to simply get within better range of killing your target. The objective was simple, pretend to be a farmer and research the whereabouts of this 'Mr. Qi', once you had his blood on your hands and dagger, you'd collect evidence of his death and return back to your home amongst the shadows.

Nothing would be any more different than how things used to be.

"I'll be back soon," Was your eventual answer, stuffing your late grandfather's letter into your pocket. Your leader responded with a stoic nod before he dismissed you with a wave of your hand. "Report to the bus stop tomorrow night, you'll have someone waiting for you. Don't be late."

. . .

From then on...the rest was a blur, strangely enough.

When you had arrived in Pelican Town, under the sun no less. You had a pair of people waiting for you, an older man and a woman. Robin and Lewis, the mayor of the town. They were...friendly, and strange, but...this town was full of nothing but simple townsfolk and farmers. They commented on how they assumed no one would ever take your late grandfather's old farm and that they had bids from all over from people who wanted to take the place for themselves! The farm itself was a mess, with overgrown shrubs, and trees as far as the eye could see.

Creatures and critters made their homes in different spots on the farm too, for the past few days, you had spent time just trying to chase them all out! You weren't accustomed, much less ready for this life at all. It was like throwing a fish onto land and expecting them to excel without any training or adaptation prior. Yet you managed, when the farm was decent to the eye and you had planted a few crops to further sell the look, you then begun the process of looking for your target.

And, as if the world itself were mocking you, you only ran into more issues.

A wizard watched over the valley, the community building was in shambles and you were seeing jumping apples. People bothered you and talked to you at every turn, seeming not to understand that you had a job to do! These townsfolk were hopeless, you wondered how they managed to get on for so long without being dragged into the mud via monsters or their own incompetency yet.

'A mixture of the local wizard and Adventurer's Guild' You thought.

And the Adventurer's Guild...that was a totally different story.

Before you had even realized it, you had been within the town for months. You arrived in spring and suddenly, it was nearing the end of summer, the slight chill in the air already beginning to whistle along to signal the changing of the seasons. A job had never taken you this long, were you off your game? Or had you become busy with boring farm work all of a sudden? Or...perhaps you should stop distracting yourself with the whims and festivities of the townsfolk, however...they were so friendly. Even when you were so cold to them at the beginning, when you first arrived in town, you'd scowl and tell them that you weren't interested in mild chit-chat. Whenever you'd visit the Saloon in an effort to try and obtain more information on your target, people would try to talk to you and get to know you! In return for their efforts? You'd either ignore them or order them to leave you alone.

Now? You were starting to enjoy their conversations.

The way they'd show up at your doorstep with nothing but friendly intentions and gifts. The friendliness was nearly overwhelming, you had friends, for the first time in your entire life. Life amongst the shadows, surrounded by nothing but death and blood...quickly, you were beginning to prefer life under constant daylight and warmth. And your love for the daylight only grew when you had, one day, decided to wander into the forest that grew just outside Ridgeside Village.

It was peaceful and quiet, nothing but birdsong and the sound of a waterfall in the distance. And— "I know you're there." You said when you had stopped in front of a pond to admire the strange fish that only this village's waters contained. The stranger that decided to hide himself in the shadows of the trees...he was shocked, when he heard the news that the grandchild of the late farmer of that abandoned farmstead was coming to the valley. His lady had told him and the others to keep an eye on the newcomer. Yet rumors from Pelican Town, as well as the way you carried yourself the moment you stepped into the Ridge, said that you weren't simply a newcomer who only sought after trying to restore their relative's farmland.

Thus, the ninja decided to answer. "You saw me?" He asked.

"It was easy enough, I'm used to having to pick things out of the darkness." You answered before you turned around, only for your jaw to drop ever so slightly when the stranger had come into the light. Tall, with light brown hair that only seemed to become even lighter when exposed to the rays of the sun. Although a mask covered the lower half of his face, it wasn't hard for you to tell that he was handsome while the rest of his outfit made it clear that he wasn't a normal civilian of either Ridgeside Village or Pelican Town. And that wasn't all— "Your ears...are you an—"

His brow rose, his hand instinctively reaching to cover his ear despite the fact you had already seen the true nature of them. You were capable of sensing that he was watching you, not to mention being able to see the true nature of his ears? His lady was correct in ordering that you were to be observed. "Who are you?" You decided to ask.

"You may call me Jio, farmer. Who are you?"

You could easily tell that there was more to that question than simply inquiring about your name. Information that you weren't willing to give. "You may call me Y/N, I'm new to my grandfather's farm. I'm just here to restore it, nothing more." His head tilted, you were bad at lying. But, for now, he wouldn't pursue the question. It was good enough for now to understand that, while you may have been here to restore your grandfather's farm...that wasn't the entire story.

"You should turn back then, farmer. Beyond this forest, lies the Ridge. There's nothing but danger that no simple farmer such as yourself should see."

Danger? Though it wasn't shocking, you had seen the slimes and shadow people within the mines, you hadn't expected danger to lurk so closely to this village. "I can handle myself." You answered.

"Don't be a fool." He said harshly. "That is unless you don't value your life." And without another word, he disappeared in a puff of grey smoke. Yet, your interest in the elf lingered.

. . .

Having an...infatuation was an unfamiliar thing to you.

Back at your headquarters, there was no one good-looking enough to make you glance back at them twice much less make themselves linger in your mind for as long as that elf who called himself Jio did. All of a sudden, you found your feet unconsciously taking you back to the forest every other day, hoping to either talk to him or simply catch a glimpse of him as if he were some rare firefly! Your brain was torn apart, you wanted to focus on the farm but also on the friends you were making in Pelican Town, you wanted to see Jio again...to explore this weird feeling that was building up inside of your chest but—

The mission.

You won't forget about your purpose.

Never once had you left a mission unfinished but...what if...just this once— "No." You scolded yourself one night as you lied down in your bed, staring up at your ceiling while your new cat, a tiny stray that Marnie had brought to your doorstep one day, slept peacefully on your stomach. "Focus Y/N." You continued before you sat up, gently placing your cat aside as you decided to step out of the house for some fresh night air. Perhaps the light of the moon would help you refocus, help you remember that these people of the daylight weren't of your concern. That Jio wasn't your concern, as well as this feeling in your chest! And as you stepped outside, the moon's light immediately soothing your rushing mind whilst the calls of nighttime critters helped you feel more in your element.

You remembered that you hadn't checked your mail.

Yet another thing you had to become familiar with, having a mailbox...where all your personal things were sent to.

It was an odd little system.

Yet...useful, it seemed. Because when you opened the box to check inside of it, all that was contained was a single black letter. You knew immediately what it meant, and the contents of the letter only read— "At the end of fall, one of our own shall visit you. Report your findings to them." And that was all that was in the message. A nervous sweat dripped down your back, you were no closer to finding out more information about your target than you were when you first came to this valley! You had allowed yourself to get distracted, accidentally focusing more on your disguise rather than the importance of your mission. Tonight, with the moon as your witness, you swore to yourself that your tolerance for distraction ended tonight.

You had to remain focused.

Thus, when the next day came around, you didn't allow yourself to speak to anyone. For the entire day it seemed, you had tracked down every possible lead you could think of whether it was scoping out the Wizard's tower in the wee hours of the morning or sometimes even observing the townsfolk during the night, all in the hopes that you'd spot something, anything that looked out of the ordinary.

But you found nothing, nothing aside from accidentally encountering the local drunk when he was in one of his stupors again, and having to waste time taking him home and lightly telling him off that he needed to stop drinking. And when you had laid him outside of Marnie's door, walking back to your farm to call it another failed investigation for tonight, your mind drifted back to Jio and you wondered if he knew anything. Although he didn't strike you as an assassin like you were, you knew that you both shared something in common. A something that unconsciously motivated you to skip walking up to your front door and instead make the short trip to the Ridgeside mountains, praying to whatever god was listening to you at that moment that the elf was around and willing to talk to you.

"Jio?" You softly called out once you had reached the forest.

Nothing, aside from the hooting of owls and crickets that is.

Your eyes narrowed in determination, remembering how he warned you to not venture beyond the forest and into the Ridge. Blindly walking into danger, especially when one had the courtesy of previously warning you about it, was foolish, that much was told to you constantly as you grew up, and from that, you learned to avoid unnecessary danger unless it counted towards you getting farther into your mission. Walking into a dangerous forest in the hopes of finding more information about this 'Mr. Qi' target...you decided that it had to have counted, and thus you made your way deeper into the woodlands. Slowly but surely, the calls of the night began to grow quieter...and quieter...until there was nothing left at all but the sounds of your shoes moving across the grass.

The scent in the air was strange as well.

Like an oncoming thunderstorm mixed with the familiar smell of iron and a little bit of fire smoke. You prepared yourself for a fight, your hand reaching to rest on the hilt of your weapon that you always kept on your person as you started to make your way out of the thick shrubbery and woodlands and out onto a clearing. You slowly scanned your surroundings for anything strange as your steps became slower and more calculated, wary even as you suddenly began to feel as if you were being watched.

Yet when you stopped briefly next to a tree, a snarl was your only warning before something lunged at you. Experienced, you took out your sword and cut the creature down without nary a single bead of sweat rolling down the side of your face, looking down at the slain beast however...you quickly plunged the end of your blade into its chest before it stopped its twitching and—

A sharp clang of metal meeting metal rung out in the otherwise quiet clearing, your eyes meeting a familiar set of green. "Jio?" You gasped, taking your blade away from his own. "Apologies, I didn't—"

"You shouldn't be here," His voice was even more muffled now thanks to his scarf covering the lower half of his face along with that mask of his. "You've ventured beyond the Ridge, the mountain spirit's protection ends here."

Your brow cocked. "I don't need some fairytale's protection, clearly I can handle myself." You tipped your head at the fallen beast. Jio crossed his arms, in his opinion, besting a mere red serpentine beast was indeed impressive but not enough to prove that one was deserving to explore this area further. But, for you, one that had taken down the beast with ease and experience, perhaps...there was something to be gained here. "Maybe," He responded vaguely. "This area holds secrets, perhaps—"

You stopped where the conversation was heading right in its tracks by holding up a hand. "I'm only here because I wanted to find you."

"Me?"

"Do you know anything of a...Mr. Qi? I need to find him."

He briefly heard his lady mention the name of the man, a strange and elusive man whose skin was blue and seemed to be intertwined with the very fabrics of this reality. But...why did you need to find him? "Why?"

"Does it matter why?" You retorted. "Simply tell me where he is."

Jio cocked a brow. Were you secretly an agent of Gabriella? No, maybe not, his lady wouldn't have trusted you if you were, but—you looked panicked. You hid it well enough, for anyone who wasn't trained to pick up the signs of nervousness, you'd appear calm and perhaps even a little bit winded. But, he could tell there was something more underneath the surface. "Tell me why you need to find this Mr. Qi then," You clenched your jaw. "No."

"Then we have nothing to discuss, you should go home. It's dangerous—"

"W-Wait." You said just as the elf turned around to probably disappear in a puff of gray smoke. "I need to find my target—"

Target.

The ninja hung onto the world tightly, that single word telling him more things about you than you probably intended to. That is, if you were even trying to hide it, to begin with, you were strange that was for sure. You were talented with a weapon as if you had been honing your skills for years and could pick him out from the shadows as easily as one would pick out a cloud on a bright day. The story of you being a former Joja employee...he didn't believe one word of it. "—my organization demands it, I must find him." You continued to insist.

"Then you will continue to have no hope here," He sighed. "Even my organization, we do not know where he is. You should give up for the time, tell your organization—"

Your eyes shot open even wider. "No." You firmly said. "They can't no, I'm not supposed to fail. They—" You words began to get choked up in your throat when Jio turned back to you, the harsh and almost commanding look he pierced into you making you snap your mouth closed and stand a little straighter as if you were suddenly placed back into the arms of the shadows, staring at your organization's leader as they scolded you for being reckless or failing at your mission. And failing as a mission? It was not tolerated.

Even now, you could still feel those lashes upon your skin.

And the memory of having to go through such a thing again, humiliated by the stares of your guildmates and your aging parents, disappointed and ashamed as they believed that they had taught you better than that. To be a perfect and willing member of the organization and nothing less— "Y/N." Jio spoke to you, snapping you from your thoughts before you watched him rub the back of his hand against your cheek. You shakily placed a hand to your face, gasping at the fact that you hadn't realized you'd been crying in front of a stranger.

Jio let out a heavy sigh as he crossed his arms. "...You have a chance to get away from your past."

Why was he saying this?

He should have been encouraging you to stay with your organization.

It seemed to be useful, worth it even. They instilled discipline and good skills into you. He was even tempted to go back to his lady and tell her that your organization may have been beneficial to converse with, however...he saw how much this valley seemed to have rubbed off on you. He saw it in your eyes, that your loyalty was crumbling and that a new one was beginning to forge, one that rested in this valley.

"This chance will only present itself once, take it or leave it." Jio continued. "If you are not ready to leave your organization, steel yourself and prepare to face them with the truth that you have not found your quarry." The harshness of his words made beads of sweat begin to prickle your skin and run down the sides of your face, yet, the elf offered little to no reassurance afterward and simply turned away again to disappear in a puff of smoke, leaving you alone with a monster corpse at your side and a whirlwind of thoughts running throughout your head.

To leave or not to leave?

When you looked around you, thought back to Pelican Town and Ridgeside Village...the first thing that came to your mind was the people. Their warmth and acceptance of you, how they made an effort to welcome you into their fold despite how cold you were to them firsthand. You thought of the festivities and holidays, you thought of your late grandfather's farm, and how you had realized that you loved caring for the farm, the crops, the animals, and every single hardship that came with it! Then finally...your mind wandered back to Jio and the crush you harbored for him. You thought about how you wanted to explore this feeling and find out exactly why the elf made your chest warm the way it did, why every time you met his gaze, your heart skipped a beat and you felt like your breath was stolen right from your lungs.

You wanted to see him more, get to know him.

So...you made your decision.

. . .

One that was easier to make than you had expected, of course. To stay in Stardew Valley and attempt to forge a new life away from the shadows of your organization. Although it was easier said than done, as the day to meeting a representative from your organization loomed closer and closer with each passing day, you tried to soothe yourself by thinking of how much you wanted to stay and how you were willing to do anything to achieve that goal.

Even if it cost you your life.

Life underneath the sun's warmth was far more welcoming than the coldness of the moon. And you let that line marinate in your mind all the way until the day you were supposed to meet a representative finally dawned upon you. You couldn't get an ounce of work done the entire day, and with the Spirit's Eve festival coming tomorrow night, you had found yourself trying to figure out what costume would fit you best rather than worrying yourself sick over what the representative would do in the face of you preferring your life here in the valley than back home!

You were hoping that they'd be understanding.

Surely they hadn't expected you to dedicate your entire life to the guild...were they? After all, how were you supposed to find love? Marry and have children?

How were you supposed to truly get to know the world around you if you were stuck in one place all the time?

It was madness— "Report your findings." The representative asked you in that same cold voice that all the members of your organization had. A black mask covered their features along with the rest of the equally colored outfit, though, you could almost see that your fellow member appeared to be...confused? Here they were in the typical attire of a Nightingale while you? You had kept on the farming clothes that you had worn throughout the day! It would've been funny had this entire situation, one that was taking place in the Ridge of all places, wasn't so nerve-wracking.

"I..." You trailed off for a moment, trying to figure out last minute if you were going to lie or if you were going to be upfront about what you wanted. "...I haven't found anything."

"Nothing?" They spoke with an even more obvious tilt of their head. "What have you been doing these last few months? Your only priority is to assassinate the target and return home, your disguise as a farmer is only something to fool the locals."

You narrowed your eyes. "I know, " you said. But I like it here." The representative was quiet for a long pause, giving you the courage to continue talking. "I want to stay. I've realized that my position in the organization isn't something that I want to be in for the rest of my life. I'm doing well here. I'm happy."

The representative was silent still.

"My grandfather entrusted his farm to me and I deserve to continue caring for it! The target be damned, I've spoken to other sources here and they said that even they haven't found the man!" The more you spoke, the more insane this all seemed. You were participating in a wild goose chase for a man who probably wasn't even real to begin with! All for an organization that probably knew this and maybe even expected you to fail! Was this a test? To see if you'd be tempted by life outside the shadows or simply want an excuse to get rid of an extra member?

You didn't even know if you truly wanted answers.

Just...anything, anything that may have helped you figure out if your organization truly cared about you—the same one that saw you grow up—and didn't secretly want you dead. Thus, you turned to look back at your representative. "Well? Say something!"

"What is there for me to say? Traitor." Your eyes shot to their hand slowly reaching for the dagger that rested obviously on their hip. In turn, you attempted to reach for your own weapon only...in your ignorance, thinking that your organization would be so understanding, you didn't bring your weapon. And the resulting conflict was bloody as you were forced to think of a hare-brained solution and simply charge yourself at your assilant, gripping the representative's hand and trying to wrestle the dagger away from them.

All the while though, you couldn't help but think about how...all you wanted was a new life.

Certainly not...this, this eventual outcome where you stood over the body of your organization's representative with cuts torn into your shirt and your handy bloodied from constantly having to grip onto the weapon's blade until you finally got the upper hand and managed to slit their throat. "Yoba..." Was the only thing you could whisper to yourself as you looked at the corpse, thoughts of the repercussions you'd face rushing through your mind as well as the question as to how you were going to dispose of the body.

What would you do to defend yourself?

How would you defend yourself? Especially against the wrath of your entire organization!? It was— "So you took control of your fate." Without thinking, you directed the dagger in the direction of the voice, only getting a glimpse of the owner until you felt a presence appear behind you before an arm tightly locked around your neck, yet, not too tight to be deadly. "Calm yourself," You blushed at Jio's voice being so close to your ear.

You huffed. "I'm calm, let me go." Without waiting, you pushed yourself free of the elf, grumbling and mumbling to yourself while Jio simply eyed the corpse before looking at your bloodied and cut-up form. It was interesting to him, seeing you be completely free of that "cleanlier" look you typically had when you massacred as a normal farmer around Pelican town. Tonight, he saw a side of you that no other in this valley would be able to see unless they wished to meet their end on the exact same night.

"You're staring," You said. Jio shook his head. "You're injured, let me help."

You scoffed. "I don't need help, I need to figure out how to get rid of this body..." Perhaps you could go beyond the Ridge and dump the body in the woods there? No one would ever go beyond that point and it was a bonus as well as that the monsters would probably eat the body and effectively get rid of the evidence in the process! Yet Jio was having none of it. "Don't be foolish," He said. "I'll get rid of it, go home and I'll help you with your injuries." And...be it from your wounds beginning to hurt thanks to the adrenaline starting to fade from your body, or the fact that you were tired and stressed from what lay over the horizon from this forbidden killing.

You simply nodded your head and turned on your heels to begin walking back to your farm.

. . .

When you arrived home, the first thing you did was strip yourself of your bloodied clothes before tossing them into a hamper for later and washed as much blood you could from your hands and other small wounds across your body as you could. In the process although, you tried not to think too much about how Jio was coming over to your home for the first time...the two of you didn't know each other that well besides the few interactions you both had, all you knew was that he made you feel warm inside your chest and left you wanting more and more each time you saw a single glimpse of him. It was almost similar to an addiction except...you weren't sure if there was a cure exactly for this other strange feeling you had.

The only clue you had was to touch him.

Even placing a hand on his shoulder would have been enough, and yet...how were you going to do that? "Hello?" You suddenly heard followed along with a few knocks.

"Come in!" You called as loud as you could as you walked back into the living room area, just finishing pulling down a brand new shirt before you sat on the couch. In Jio's arms was a small basket filled with medical supplies, herbs, and potions it seemed as well as enough bandages to cover your entire body it looked like! You chuckled at the sight. "You didn't have to bring so much, I've patched myself up with lesser items." You said softly.

Jio set the supplies down on the nearby table before he sat, already gesturing for you to give him your hand. "Maybe so," He answered. "But, it seemed like this battle that ensued between yourself and your fellow from your guild seemed to have been close." You responded with a confident click of your tongue. You had been caught off guard, that was the only saving grace that the representative had and they still lost in the end! You were perfectly molded and trained to be a weapon for the guild and nothing more, to be taken down by someone who wasn't even on equal footing in terms of skills would have been an insult to your memory.

Still, Jio began to patch you up, pouring tonics over your wounds before pressing green herbs to the cuts and bandaging you up. You took the opportunity to let your eyes roam over the elf's form, a little more slowly now that you had the time to just...look. However, your focus was mostly directed to his hands as you took notice of how they appeared to be a little larger than your own, his fingers long and lithe yet scarred and calloused from possible years of wielding a weapon. Then your eyes dragged up to his emerald eyes, focused on your wounds and bandaging you up rather than looking at you the way you were looking at him. But ever vigilant, Jio wasn't unaware of your stares.

"You're staring." He pointed out bluntly.

You blushed. "Sorry," You quickly said. "I'm just looking at you, can I not?"

Jio's hands paused in their work momentarily as he considered his answer. You were an attractive person, that he would admit to himself but to be so openly admired—it was...unusual. Not new nor unheard of, after all, Daia did the same thing to him each time they trained together but he knew that her telling him he was attractive was born from a place of playfulness rather than something genuine. As for you, however? In this moment...it made him feel warm, in a good way. Not a rush of heat born from annoyance.

"...You may," He said, almost shyly as his eyes briefly snapped to your own before looking back down again and continuing to bandage a cut on your hand.

With his permission, you continued to do so with a little more amusement in your eyes. You were in love with the way that the elf suddenly had the faintest tint of pink on his face, how his eyes seemed to struggle between focusing on what he came here to do or looking you in the eyes as well. And there were so many other tiny quirks that made the feeling in your chest continue to blossom. "...Jio." You spoke, breaking the silence. "Do you...like anyone?"

Once more, he paused. "Like anyone?" He parroted.

You nodded your head yet remained silent, anticipating his answer as his eyes narrowed in thought. "There is...one, that I'm mildly curious about." Your brow rose a little, your heart speeding up out of a sudden hopefulness. "She's fierce in combat, observant, and sharp yet surprisingly shy." Your eyes began to narrow in thought, you almost wanted to ask if he was talking about you but...you didn't want to get your hopes up too suddenly. Once you had mustered up enough courage, however, you opened your mouth. "Do you mean...me?"

He nodded his head. "I do."

You let the revelation hang in the air for a few minutes afterward. The reveal that the both of you had feelings for one another wasn't something out of a storybook nor anything decorated with rose petals and sparkles in the background. It was simply the truth of the matter, a truth that made your heart sing and your face warm while Jio simply looked to the side with his heart beating faster than it normally would! In the cult, it was drilled into his head constantly that love was something that had no priority and shouldn't take priority over any missions that the Lady gave to him and his fellows. But, for this moment at least...even if he didn't know you that well and had only managed to catch mere glimpses of you here and there when you came to the Ridge's forests.

Something about you told him that he should pursue this, just this once.

And that idea alone was only solidified when you scooted closer to him, the elf's eyes widening ever so slightly as his throat felt weirdly dry all of a sudden. "May—May I kiss you?"

It was unlike him to be shy. Blunt and cutthroat was a more appropriate term for the ones who knew him yet, as he slowly nodded his head. He felt like a fawn taking its first steps as he watched your head steadily move to tug his mask down before your lips were upon his own and...they were surprisingly soft. Not that he expected them to be anything else, but they felt like clouds and he could feel every single emotion that you put into the kiss. The nervousness, the tension, and the blossoming care that you held for him, and the only thing he could think about at the moment was how he wanted more.

Something that only grew as you slowly pulled back and smiled at him. "Your lips...they're soft." He whispered, strangely breathless although the kiss hadn't lasted long.

You blushed at the compliment. "T-Thank you, your lips...they're soft too."

Once more, the two of you fell into silence as each of you thought of what to do next. While you both buzzed with the feelings of budding romance, Jio spotted how your thighs clenched together as if your very body was begging for you to do something more.

Perhaps it was rude seeing as the two of you barely knew one another, your newfound romance barely even in the beginning stages yet but, the elf was suddenly curious about what other parts of your body were soft. Thus, he placed a warm hand on your thigh before he started to draw circles into your skin with his thumb. "...Can I kiss you again?" You didn't even consider the question for even a second before you nodded your head, Jio leaning in faster then you previously did, all the while his kiss had a lot more force and desire hidden underneath the surface of it. In your organization, although you were familiar with the concept of sex...it was forbidden to do so unless the intention was to create another member for the organization. Another future assassin was supposed to be the end goal always and never for pleasure. So, the steady heat that you began to feel between your thighs...while unfamiliar, it wasn't unpleasant, only serving to make you easily open your legs to the elf the moment his hands began to gently try to pry them apart so he could slide himself between them.

He parted himself from you. "Have you ever done this before?" Jio asked breathlessly before he started to pepper kisses on your face before he started to begin trailing kisses down to your neck.

A soft moan left your lips. "Ah...n-no..." You whispered as you felt your sex begin to throb more and more in tune with Jio's kisses as well as his hands starting to gently slip up your shirt.

"H-Have you?"

He considered the question for but a moment. "Once." And that's all he would answer upon the matter. You gasped when you felt Jio's hands graze across the undersides of your breasts, his hands simply touching and cupping them in his hands for a few moments before his thumbs started to gently move across your nipples. "Jio..." You breathed, his eyes glued to your expressions as he tried to ignore his own throbbing desire that begged to be free from its confines. He wanted to make sure that you were taken care of and comfortable first, his own desires could wait.

"So warm..." Jio whispered as he lifted your shirt, exposing your pebbled nipples to the chilly air of your living room before his mouth latched onto one of them. You moaned at the feeling, a breathless and soft sound that made Jio groan against your chest as he licked at your chest as if he were savoring a delicacy.

And in his eyes, it was.

The more he lapped your chest, let his hands explore your body, and listened to your moans. The more he began to believe that you were something to be savored and cared for until the very end. However, you could hardly stand to bear through the almost painful throbbing of your sex anymore. "Down there..." You begged quietly into his ear. "H-Hurts..." Jio briefly took his lips away from your breast to focus on where you claimed your pain was, a gentle smirk creeping onto his lips as his hands then traveled to the shorts you wore before he began to try and tug them off. You raised your hips to aid him, your blush only increasing as you were left only in your underwear and the obvious damp spot in the center made Jio hum in quiet amusement. "So wet from only kissing both your lips and your breast?" He poked at the damp spot, your thighs instinctively twitching in response to the unfamiliar touch. "How lewd farmer."

You blushed. "D-Don't tease..." You murmured.

He chuckled. "Allow me to play with you a little longer..." He whispered as his own hand started to reach for his pants, the sound of him unzipping his pants making your eyes shoot to his crotch before your eyes widened to the size of saucers at his length. It was long, with just the right amount of girth and leaking with pre-cum as well as twitching as if it had a heartbeat of its own! The very sight made your mouth water and your cunt suddenly ache to have it inside of you, however...as Jio continued to tease your sex and prod at it as if he were testing a new toy. You did your best to be patient in the face of your crush. "Please..." You found yourself whispering.

Jio chuckled at your begging as he hooked a finger around your underwear and started to pull them down. "Please?" He repeated with a mocking lilt to his voice. "You're begging already? We haven't even done anything yet..." He continued, trails of your slick still connecting you to your underwear even after they had been pulled down to the middle of your thighs.

It was a lewd sight, Jio thought. Your cunt clenched around nothing and seemed to leak even more of its slick now! Your clit was hard and throbbing, one swipe of his finger against it and your breath hitched and nearly stopped completely as if you had been shocked.

"Hurry." You murmured.

"Don't you want me to prepare you?" You shook your head, taking a bold step to wrap your arms around Jio to gently pull him closer to you before you rolled your hips closer to him, trying to entice him to finally fuck you rather than tease you for a second longer.

"I'm fine," You assured him. "Just—please." You whispered. Jio hesitated for only a second longer before he pressed his lips to your own, gently pushing you to lay down on the couch before he lined his cock up to your waiting cunt before he plunged himself in. You hissed quietly at Jio's cockhead beginning to enter you, the steady feeling of feeling so full making you tighten your arms ever so slightly before Jio began to pepper kisses along your face.

"Relax," He said. "Otherwise I won't be able to move."

Easier said than done, you thought.

But...as you stared into his eyes. You found yourself relaxing more and more until Jio let out a soft moan when he was finally settled inside your cunt. The last thing he was going to do now, was let you go, especially if it was anything before the arrival of the sun the following day.

. . .

Jio was unaccustomed to waking up to the sound of birdsong. Usually, the sky was still dark when he woke up for his morning training before he'd set off to perform his patrols for the day. However...after last night's events, he awoke feeling strangely more relaxed and rested than usual, and he expected to see you sleeping soundly beside him until—"Hm?" He hummed sleepily, rubbing his eyes and moving strands of hair from his face when he saw that your side of the bed was empty. You did have a farm to tend to, he applauded your dedication but...he wanted to see you, talk to you more.

It was what inspired him to roll out of bed and find some clothes to put on before he walked outside and...nothing.

No clucking of chickens nor the mooing of cows. Although he saw that the sprinklers had come on and that there was evidence of you being out there due to the footprints on the ground. Something was...off.

As he followed the tracks, your footprints led farther and farther away from your farm and closer to the path to Marnie's Ranch. It was then that another set of tracks joined you before...it stopped.

He tried to steady the sudden worry that began to sneak into his being. You were a fierce combatant as well as a former assassin, surely you wouldn't have been—no. Jio shook his head, Yoba had allowed him a newfound chance at peace, it'd be cruel of him to rip that away from him so suddenly, especially when he had given his everything to you last night and wanted nothing more than to do the same today and all the days afterward! He was willing to face any scolding from his Lady and whatever it took forward to make sure that he was ensured that he continued to see you! And that hope was his sole drive as he quickened his pace through the forest, his eyes wide and scanning for any signs of your person, perhaps you were fishing? Collecting wood or even visiting the Wizard for some reason.

Anything was better than...than the worry that was starting to take over him, especially when he started to see spots of blood.

They led further and further into the woodlands until the elf found himself in the depths of Cindersap Forest.

And, at the river's bank...there you were. Lying in a pool of your own blood that began to seep into the river's waters, turning its crystal clear colors into a murky red whilst a single dagger stabbed into your chest with a note in the center of it.

"A true Nightingale never yearns for a life in the sun. Those who do will be returned to the shadows once more, whether in death or in life."

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