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“I love you.”

Fluffy smut w familial ideation (?)

THIS FOR U ANNON !!!

I Luv u 🫶🏽

Scaramouche is much more gentle with his beloved than he’s ever been to anyone. Especially when his beloved is in even the slightest amount of pain, “shh you’ve got it honey, it’s just a small pinch.~” Scaramouche says as he pushes the needle into my thigh, he injects the testosterone and pulls the needle out. While rubbing the area to keep it from becoming too sore, he kisses my cheek and puts the needle in the sharps bin. “Do you want a bandage or would you rather it just heal like normal?” He asks, grabbing the package of bandaids. “I don’t need one, thank you, though.” I say, noticing slight differences in the way my thigh feels. I bounce my thigh to try and dissipate the testosterone as much as possible.

Scaramouche comes back to the bed and kisses my neck gently as he wraps his arms around my waist. He slowly begins to run his hands up and down my sides, silently asking for permission to go farther. I nod and he slips a hand under my pants, not yet crossing the threshold of my underwear. He runs a finger up my slit and palmed my t-dick. “You’ve gotten bigger~” he taunts. Scaramouche moved his other hand up my chest, feeling my scars as he moves past them, gently tweaking my nipples. “Soon enough you’ll be bigger than me, what’ll we do then, hm?”

He continues his teases as he runs his fingers up and down the pink pair of panties he bought for me. He loved the sight of me wearing feminine underwear just so he can fuck me in it. He loved to push it to the side and shove himself into me, without regard for my cunt being unable to accommodate as quickly as he’d like. He’d giggle at my soft whimpers as he pulls down my shorts. He then pushed my panties to the side, looking at how wet he’s made me. “You want me to eat you out? Suck your cock? Hm? Speak to me baby, we haven’t got all day,” he watched as I whined and strained to give him an answer. “Please, p-please eat me o-out,” he smiled and payed me down, pulling my panties off.

He wanted to see my cunt in its full glory, licking his lips before he began to lap at my pussy. He hummed in pleasure as he licked stripes along my slit. Taking extra care to swirl his tongue around my cock before he went back down to restart the process. As I moaned I gripped his hair and bucked my hips forward. He found this oh so attractive, his cock painfully hard as he pulled his own shorts off as well as his underwear. He stuffed two fingers into my cunt, fucking them in and out of me as he sucked at my cock. He moaned as he continued this, nearing a dry orgasm. He can’t help but cum onto the floor and bed frame as he finishes me off.

He looks up at me, flushed and ready to pounce. He crawls up onto the bed, pushing me up the mattress. He looks at me for confirmation, making sure I’m 100% okay with him shoving his cock into my pussy. I nod and wrap my legs around his waist, causing him to smirk. He slaps his cock on my cunt twice before sliding his tip into me. He watched my face contort as he pushes himself deeper into me, using the mixture of our past orgasms as a lubricant. He gripped my hips as he bottomed out.

“That’s it baby, there you go.. fuck… so wet…” his head had fallen limp as he focused on getting me to become comfortable with the foreign feeling. “That’s it good boy,” he says as he starts to thrust. Slow rhythmic thrusts, aimed directly at my g-spot. He made sure I was seeing stars each time he pushed into me. “Faster,” I pleaded with my arms throwing themselves around his neck. He complied, spurting out curses with each moan. He looked me in the eye as he leaned down to kiss me, only closing his eyes when he felt our lips touch. Frantic kisses and sloppy thrusts compiled the better portion of that night.

Pants and groans of each other’s name echoing in our ears with the sounds of skin slapping together. The wet sounds and creaking bed made the hot and sticky sight all the more erotic. As Scaramouche’s thrusts finally ground to a halt he groaned, letting thick ropes of warm white cum fill my insides. He rubbed my ever so sensitive cock to push my to my own orgasm, causing me to squirt. His shirt was now just a soaked as his face and hair were.

He pulled away and slowly let his cock slide out of my cunt, watching as it dripped with his semen. He walked off to get a warm and wet washcloth, gently cleaning us off before he drew a bath for us. He would smile as he thought about possibly starting a family together. He knows he’s infertile so adoption is the best option for any possible kids, but he likes to think that one day the two of us may get lucky and the test may show up positive.

[ajaxsprettyboy]

more scara x trans reader content when??? 😞 /nf

I HAVE SOME IN MY DRAFTS ACTUALLY :3 I’ll post it for you soon anon !!

Trust there will be more Scara x ftm on my page i can also do mtf but I’m not mtf so I can’t say it would be the best writing

[ajaxsprettyboy]

SORRY FOR BEING IA!!! ILL BE BACK WHEN I HAVE MORE FREE TIME !!

[ajaxsprettyboy]

Rude

Scara x trans male reader + top Scara + aftercare ( might publish my other self indulgent Scara x trans reader tbh ) I refuse to reread !

He’s so fucking mean when he gets so horny, thrusting himself in so fast and rough, watching your hole greedily suck him in. Degrading you and telling you how good you feel around his cock.

“That’s it, that’s a good boy, taking my cock like the slut you are.” He grunted out, as he slams his hips into yours again and again, watching your stomach bulge up with his cock stuffing you full. “Yeah? Greedy little bitch, taking all of my cock like you were just made to please me.”

He’d groan and moan as he mumbles out incomprehensible degradation and praise, the two mixing and only serving to make you more aroused. Depending on the position he might just trace his fingers over your top surgery scars and flick your nipples. Of course this is just to watch you squirm at the difference between the rough thrusts of his hips and the delicate touches to your chest.

He’s no fool, he feels how wet it makes you when he teases your nipples and buries his cock deep into you. The way you clench as his skin presses against the sensitive nub of your t-dick gives it away. He’s so mean when he gets the chance to stuff you full of cock, he loves watching your squirm and whimper at his mercy.

It might be a force of habit to be so inclined to be the one in control for him but, fuck, he can’t deny how your sweet little sounds make his cock twitch. He hates to admit it out loud but he adores when you beg for him to give you oral, he just can’t help it. It’s the way you plead and whine, telling him you’ll return the favor as if he wasn’t expecting you to do so anyway.

He also adores when you plead for his attention and beg him to allow you to at least touch yourself in front of him. He loves watching you stuff yourself full of a pretty dildo, bonus points if it vibrates and he can control the settings. He loves having you at his mercy, but he also enjoys taking care of your fucked out body after words.

He doesn’t say it often but he does enjoy giving you aftercare. He likes looking at the marks he’s made and pressing soft kisses to them in a sort of apologetic gesture for being so rough with you. He also likes pampering you and giving you a nice warm bath but he won’t say it out loud, he’ll actively verbally protest even if you just wanted to go pee and go off to bed whilst giving you sweet aftercare.

He’s mean in bed but he’s not a monster, he’s actually quite sweet after a night together, but he hates to admit it. He chooses to act as though he hates doing things like this but the both of you know he’s lying and he loves watching you relax because of him.

He waits until he’s sure you’re asleep to mumble soft proclamations of love. He doesn’t need to sleep so sometimes he just sits there, watching you breathe. He won’t ever admit it, but seeing you so easily become so vulnerable around him makes him feel a lot better about your relationship every time he has doubts about how you may feel about him.

He’s so deep in love with you but he doesn’t want to admit it… even after he proposes, still scared and embarrassed by his emotions.

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I haven’t been as active cause I know my posts reach more people when I post in increments LOL dw bffs I’ll post soon

Meanwhile HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY BABY MY BEAUTIFUL BELOVED BIRTHDAY BOY

[ajaxsprettyboy]

𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆

tags: wc- 984, fem reader, discussion of starting a family, hints of kaeaya's backstory, sfw but mentions of sex, mention of alcohol, established relationship when kaeya is shown being good with kids something happens to me.

synopsis: when a day with klee comes to an end, you find it hard to keep what you want for the future to yourself.

You have known Kaeya for years, and have loved him longer. You enjoy his teasing and wittiness, the way his eyelashes are longer than yours, and his habit of feeding your bites of food from his own hands.

However, the thing you love about Kaeya the most is how well he is with children. He’s playful enough to tag along with their games but responsible enough to reign them back in. Kaeya’s silver tongue is handy too when it’s time to get children to confess to accidents when things go awry. However, it leaves you utterly breathless with how well he is with Klee, the little Spark Knight had woken up with somehow more energy than usual and had run the two of you ragged with all the things she wanted to do. From dawn to dusk, game to game you feel your shoulders sag in relief as she finally falls asleep after you read the third bedtime story to her.

Kaeya nudges you, tucking your hair back, and murmurs to go get dressed for bed. You nod and step out of the room only to look back at how he gently undoes the small girl's pigtails and tucks her in. His hand, calloused from the sword but gentle around Klee’s pure spirit pets her head, and even from here you can see the soft smile on his handsome face as he makes his way to where you stand - lovesickness written all over your face. He makes a small noise of amusement, and you turn away to at least have some sort of dignity left but both you and him both know Kaeya sees through you like a crystal clear stream.

“What’s going through your mind?” He asks, letting his hand find their place on your hips, where the bones have molded themselves to his touch alone. You are quick to wrap your arms around him, tucking your face to his chest and through the small gap on his shirt you can feel the warmth of his skin on your forehead. You shudder as you feel his thumb rub against your hip as he closes the door behind him, letting Klee explore whichever dreamland she will find herself in tonight. 

“You’re so good with her.” You mumble and you hear him laugh under his breath.

“She’s a sweet girl, it’s not hard.” He responds, letting the compliment roll over his back like water on a duck’s wing. He stifles a laugh at how you shake your head despite it still being pressed up against him. You are so cute like this - embarrassed by all the things you like about him that you can’t quite say.

“That’s not the point and you know it.” Still muffled he laughs at the ticklish vibrations of your mumbles against his chest.

“Oh? Then what is the point then?” He’s teasing - you know him, and you know he knows what you are thinking about.

“Do you think…do you want a family? With me?” You ask, voice gone hesitant and soft. His hands go from your hips to your lower back to rub in soothing circles. He’s thought about it before, you softened by age and a child with his hair and your face. 

He’d want them to look like you, to have eyes that know not of sin and are rounded only by the wind’s embrace.

“Yes, sometimes.” He confesses and there is a fog in his eyes as he daydreams of the life he wants with you.  Kaeya thinks of his childhood, of the warmth of Crepus’s hands and the gentle brotherhood that Diluc gave him.

“How many would you like, if we had them?” His answer comes out faster than he’d like to admit.

“Two, a boy and a girl. It’s nice to grow up with siblings.” Kaeya says and you can’t meet his eyes because there is something so deep in the shades of lavender that would drown if you dared to look up. A son and a daughter, you ponder  - yes that would be nice, you almost sigh lovingly at the idea.

“Don’t tell me you want to start tonight?” He teases and you pull away to smack his shoulder playfully as he laughs quietly to avoid waking the little girl sleeping behind him. He is quick to catch your hand in his and begins to tug you upstairs, you chiding him quietly along the way.

“That is not appropriate Kaeya - especially with a guest in the house!” You hissed at him and he laughed a little more freely now that you are in the four walls of your bedroom. He looks over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh? So that one night when Jean stayed over-” He’s cut off again by you slapping his shoulder as to reprimand him. He keeps on laughing and is quick to wrap his arms around you again to love on you after teasing you.

“That’s not funny Kaeya, that was your idea anyways.” You mutter back, face flushed, and he presses a gentle kiss to your cheek.

“Oh come on, don’t tell me my performance was that bad? I know I was a little drunk-”

“We both were drunk, that’s why we even got that far.” He chuckles at your admittance, and there’s love twinkling in the diamond of his eye as he looks at your side profile.

“We’ll get even farther right? Together? Far enough to start a family.” He asks and you lean into him the same way all lovers do. You nod, turning to meet his gaze with something soft like candlelight in the iris of your eyes.

“Yes, someday.” A smile paints his handsome face. He kisses you deeply and you can taste the juice he shared with Klee at dinner.

“Someday.” It is repeated back, and within its finality, there is a promise and Kaeya has chosen his ally for the future.

[ajaxsprettyboy]

Home, safe and seductive

Incredibly far from the actual plot because this is less of just me being needy on main and is actually edited and thought out for once (wild) but yeah Lilia x hinted househusband reader bc . Yummy. Also smut and frotting + cliffhanger 🙏🏽

Sitting there in his home waiting for him to come back from fighting, sighing and sipping some tea. When he comes home he sweet talks you so much while pressing soft kiss on your skin.

The cold metal of his armor pressed against your skin as he holds you close, absolutely devouring you. His sharp teeth pricking your lips and skin because he can’t help it, he just missed you so much.

The warm atmosphere of the interior of the large building you call home clashes with the aura Lilia carries when in uniform. Lilia strips himself of his blood stained clothing and nearly rips you out of your much cleaner clothes.

Heavy breathing and deep guttural groans slip from his mouth as he grinds his hard cock against yours. He slips his undergarments off and continues grinding against you, rubbing his precum into the fabric of your undergarments.

He slips a hand below the waistband of the thin fabric and begins stroking your cock. His lips never leave your skin as he touches you so intimately. He pulls your erection free and presses his own against yours.

Grinding his hips feverishly against you, the mixture of your precum and his aiding in the glide of his skin against yours. The friction however brings you closer and closer to the edge, your sounds alerting Lilia to your nearing orgasm.

He chuckles softly with his mouth against your ear and tells you to cum for him. His warm breath sending shivers down your spine as you buck your hips after having allowed him to take control.

The friction caused you to reach your orgasm, pleasure rippling through your body and washing over you like a wave. Your release shot up against the skin of your abdomens as Lilia soon followed suit.

He then fully slipped your underwear off of you and carried you up to your shared bedroom, presumably preparing you for a long night ahead.

[ajaxsprettyboy]

Baseball Boy

himbo professional athlete x loser streamer/ YouTuber idia (has smut who knew)

This is also compensation for Lilia fic taking so long LMAOOO I promise it’s coming </3 but in the meantime enjoy idia being autistic and gay !

Image coming home from practice or a game and he’s jus like “oh!! Hi!! Do you wanna say hi to the chat? We were watching your game!!” Or “oh hey!! how was practice?” (Both texted cause he’s like on the other side of the house in a noise canceling room) Let’s go with baseball for this cause I know the most abt it

He’d know only what you tell him about the sport but by god is he your biggest fan. Not a clue in the fuckin world while people watch the game with him, he doesn’t care unless you’re on screen.

“THATS MY HUSBAND!!!” Tweeted 90809090909962726393639473297011827376101 times with each thing you do to help your team. If you catch a fly ball or an absolute rocket of a line drive he’s so proud of you, hell even if you sucked ass he’d still be proud of you.

He likes your uniform and how muscular you are, even if you’re shorter than him you make him feel so small and cute.

So very insanely proud of you. You hit a dinger? Proud husband. You strike out? Proud husband. You walk? Proud husband. You hit a little piddler? Proud husband. Anything you do when you’re on the field or batting makes him so proud.

If you lose? In his eyes you still did amazing. If you win? Oh he’s so fucking happy for you he might pee a little. He’s almost as happy for you as he was when he found out you made the team, to put it in perspective. His favorite memories with you are your first day being a couple, your first Valentine’s together, your proposal and most importantly your wedding day.

Oh but if he’s not streaming when you come home and you’re looking for a little relief oh by god is he excited. He’s not excited because you’re stressed but he’s excited because he loves the feeling of you engulfing him in your muscles (absolutely ADORES your strong thighs, would fuck them for hours if you let him). When he hears the door slam shut he can’t help but get a little hard.

When he hears you grumble and complain he goes downstairs and comes over to awkwardly comfort you. It’s not like he’s not used to your presence or anything but he’s absolutely not used to getting so riled up and trying to be a good, caring, comforting husband. He just can’t help it.

The annoyed, frustrated look on your face as you exasperatedly throw yourself down on the couch. He sits beside you, stumbling over his words as he tries to get you calmed down, usually it works. Not because he’s incredibly good at comforting but instead because his cute expression makes you feel better. He always has the pink flushed tips when you reach over and kiss him, he loves the kisses, yes, but they still take him by surprise.

If you signal to him you want to go up to your shared bedroom and have some fun, he’s more than willing but oh so embarrassed. If you tell him to go upstairs, strip, and lay down he’s following your orders like an obedient puppy. Although he just kinda lays there naked and hard without any like… pose or anything, he lays like he’s a flat board. It is cute though, the blush on his face, the pink tips of his hair and the twitch of his cock make up for it.

If you top hes so good for you, he adores the praise. If you want him to top, however, he’s still- after all these years going to treat you like you’re made of glass. Even if you regularly bottom, until you tell him to manhandle you while he tops he’s going to be incredibly gentle.

Idia is a switch leaning sub and a verse leaning bottom, so don’t expect to constantly be on top and dominant. He also has a pretty high sex drive but he’s never going to tell you that. I personally hc him as autistic so I think he wouldn’t really know he’s horny until he’s painfully hard and desperate for you (I know because I do this). Please help him out, he was watching your game and you just looked so good on the feild and he’s sorry he doesn’t mean to be a creep but he just couldn’t stop looking :(

If you reassure him whenever this happens he’ll try to initiate sex but he gets nervous and chickens out. If you tell him it’s okay and it’s hot and endearing that he’s so in love with you he’s going to blush and shy away (into your chest). If you don’t say anything and just immediately start giving him signs you want to fuck he’s going to over think it, despite the many times he’s been caught rewatching highlights of you in your games. If you tell him before hand that it’s okay and there’s no need to worry before you give him the fuck me eyes he’s gonna be much much calmer in the beginning.

He’s so egar to please you it’s so cute, lay him down and have your way with him please that’s all he wants. Well unless he wants to dom and top, it’s rare but it happens. If that happens he’s usually a soft dom, keyword usually. If he’s a hard dom be prepared to have to take at least an hour of aftercare. It’s not often that he gets the confidence to do something like that but when he does oh it’s amazing. It’s amazing but god you’re sore after. He feels bad after but with your reassurance he feels better about it. It happens so rarely it’s like a fever dream.

If he’s submissive, oh he’s just going to lay back and let you do all the work. And you’d best savor those sweet sounds he makes because he swears he’ll never make them again (he will. Just pound his ass he’ll be a mess).

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I’ve got some stuff in the works.

I talk to myself in my notes app when I’m throwing out ideas for writings ngl.

I frl only ever talk abt my faves FEEL FREE TO REQ SUMN !!

[ajaxsprettyboy]

NEW PLAYER

Streamer / camboy male reader x biggest fan leona (mostly ooc but I mean come on it’s leona he’s hot regardless)

Leona has the funds to support his infatuation with you. He doesn’t feel bad about it, well, maybe a little, considering you’re barely 18. But aside from that who is he to discourage a pretty boy from showing off his gaming skills, good commentary, and gorgeous body. The sound of your voice could be heard from his phone whenever he felt the need to get off.

Maybe it was your face, maybe it was the pretty sounds you made when you got jump scared, or maybe, just maybe, it was how he’d assure you reached your tip goals just so he could see you in cute little outfits. Most of them being natural prey to lions.

Much to Leona’s surprise, you held an interactive event. You had goals set and for each one met, you would hold a stream only for the contributors. The last goal you had had a bigger prize. To meet you. This would only have one winner, selected via raffle. Most would be too nervous to put their names up for the contest, but leona had a good feeling about his chances.

He was right! He won! The next two names are the second and third winners, winners of compensation prizes. Leona didn’t care about those though, when he got the email about meeting his favorite streamer he was so pleased with himself. Leona read over the email, telling him what can and can’t be done unless explicitly stated by you. When the day came, you didn’t expect to see a guy around your age, let alone an attractive one.

He smirked and introduced himself, watching your sheepish expression melt away. He looked down at you and waited for you to speak. “Well, you already know who I am,” you laughed. “What would you like to do! We don’t have a time limit so if you’d like to play a game, go live, or maybe just talk, we have time for it all!” You smiled at him, it was the same smile you had when you were laughing, a genuine smile. He liked that.

“I’ve got a better idea” “oh! What’s that? I’m all ears!”

Well you didn’t mean your sentence to be taken literally, but now with the floppy bunny ears on top of your head, a tight skirt, a pair of fishnets on, while you struggle to fit all of Leona’s cock in your mouth, you couldn’t help but blush. The camera was rolling, live on your nsfw streaming service, recording how tears prickled your lash line.

Leona’s tail flicked behind him in a pleased manner, his hand on the back of your head, careful not to disturb those bunny ears as he watched you choke on him. Leona’s not dumb, he knows you wouldn’t do this if you weren’t attracted to him, yourself. He knew if he was going to get more than sex out of you, he’d need to get your number. But right now all he can clearly think about is how pretty you look on your knees for him.

Leona made sure the camera caught how you swallowed his load. He made absolutely sure the camera could see your pretty face as he sunk you down onto his cock. He wanted to watch this all over again later but feeling it was much better. The camera caught the way your pretty cock slapped against his stomach, the way you moaned, whimpered, and begged him for more.

“Sir, please, can I cum?” Only to be met with a low growl and a deep chuckle from behind the camera. “You know better, bunny.” His reply was laced with sadistic lust and adoration. “Good boys earn their orgasm. Make me cum again and maybe you’ll get a reward.” He planned on letting you cum, but he didn’t want you to know that. He planned on watching your pretty face contort as you shot hot sticky load after hot sticky load onto him but god he loves the look of determination that always graces your features when you have a goal in mind.

Eventually when leona came, he let you cum, wrapping his much larger hand around your cock. When you came he couldn’t help but look at your pitiful expression and shaking legs with pride. He then shut the camera off after you waved goodbye. Usually, whenever leona sleeps with someone, he just lets them clean themselves up, but he helped you. He ran you a bath, got you food cooked by his personal chefs, and even fixed up your bed.

Safe to say leona got your number and did in fact rewatch that video after he left.

He’s proud to say he’s got a date with you in a week.

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Guilty

No real plot to most of this absolutely not planned. We ball. Omg Lukas posting multiple times in the same six month span?? Insane. Also . NOT edited.

Perv trey. Mean dom riddle being talked about. Top riddle. Sub, male, bottom reader. Trey is a bit of an incel. Scent play. Hints at feminization. Also risky sex because why would you fuck in a dorm room .

Trey feels bad. He swears he does. But when he hears the slapping of skin and hushed moans of his best friend and housewarden along with the moans of his previous boyfriend, he can’t help but fist his cock wondering just how you’d feel around him.

He feels shameful for this but hearing you beg riddle to cum is more than enough for his cock to start straining against his tight pants. He knows he should just find some porn or one of the other heartslabyul students who want to sleep with him to satisfy his needs, he knows he could.

He could and he should. He just can’t help that the way you moan when riddle slaps you or spanks you has him leaking precum and soiling his pants. He feels guilty but not enough to stop him from leaning on the other wall and listening in to hear your hushed whimpers.

It’s not his fault! It’s just the way your hips sway as you walk over to riddle, sitting in his lap despite being much taller, bigger, and stronger than him. Okay well maybe him catching a glimpse of you pulling up a red thong didn’t help his predicament. And maybe when he watched you put lipgloss on with hickies and bruises littering your body, watching your figure through the crack in the doorway as you put on the rest of your uniform and fixed your hair wasn’t helping either.

He can’t help it, and he feels awful about it! He knows if he says anything riddle may just actually have his head. He knows riddle is possessive over you but oh how badly does he want you to come up to him and ask him if he’s willing to have a threesome. He wants to be respectful! But the idea of those gorgeous lips of yours wrapped his cock while riddle takes you from the back has him feverishly fucking jus hand.

He doesn’t mean to be a pervert, but seeing a red lace thong in riddles laundry was like a wet dream. He thought about stealing it, smelling it while he makes himself cum to the thought of you for the umpteenth time. He knew he should just wash it and put it back. When he eventually decided on just washing it he just had to get a sniff first.

He pressed the garment against his nose and pumped his cock. He moaned so softly while he did so. So absorbed in chasing his high, he didn’t notice how long he had been standing there. When he blew his load into the sink next to the washer, he couldn’t help but notice a small note stuck to the lip of the bin.

“Ri didn’t have much to wash so I put some of my stuff in here too! I hope you don’t mind, and thank you!

~ your favorite =)”

Oh fuck. Do you know? Wait, there’s a back?

“P.S. : I know you’ve been listening in on me and Ri, join us some time. He doesn’t mind as much because it’s you. (Don’t think you’ll be dominant and be ready to be degraded, because Ri’s a real mean dom and good at it ;) )

Oh god you know. And so does riddle… he’ll have to join tonight. It’s the least he can do for being a perv.

[ajaxsprettyboy]

Blush♡

IM SO SORRY FOR THE INACTIVITY!! I’ve jus been living life man idk. But have some bennett thoughts for compensation!!

Bennett who swears he doesn’t have a crush but his cheeks get red when he looks at you. He gushes to Razor and Barbara about you but he still says he doesn’t have a crush. It’s not that he thinks you’re a bad person to have a crush on, he just doesn’t understand why his heart starts beating faster. Poor boy can’t seem to understand why you won’t leave his mind every time he tries to fall asleep… maybe it’s his luck. He makes every excuse to be around you, he nearly cried when he found out you wanted to be on his adventure team! He looks up to you is all! He totally hasn’t thought about holding hands with you or kissing you or hugging you or marrying you or anything… totally not! He tries so hard to cook and sew and make things for you but no matter what they’re not good enough for him to even let you see.

When Barbara brought up the fact that he is obviously head over heels in love with you he denied it, he couldn’t shake the giddy feeling in his chest when you walked by though. Even Razor noticed his change in demeanor when you’re around! Bennett finally decides to consult Fischl, maybe she’ll understand what’s wrong with him. Unfortunately for Benny though, she agrees that he has a crush on you. He can’t believe it- but his chest swells and his cheeks warm as they fill with a red tint when he sees your smile or hears your voice. He swears he doesn’t have a crush but when you asked him to come with you out to starsnach cliff at night he couldn’t help but want to look his best! He asked his dads if they had any tips for looking ‘extra good’, they just assured him that he always looks amazing.

Poor boy couldn’t sit still when you sat with him, watching the stars. His heart skipped a beat when he heard you ask him to go out with you. He nearly fell off the cliff as he stuttered out his answer. He swears he doesn’t have a crush but he agreed. He promises he doesn’t have a crush because now, he’a got a reason to be so nervous around you! He doesn’t have a crush, he has a partner!

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Thinking about nanami who looks up at you from his knees, eyes glistening and cheeks wet with tears. His hands tied behind his back with his tie and his shirt unbuttoned and damp. His belt unbuckled and his pants unbuttoned. There’s a small damp spot on his crotch- growing as seconds pass by, he whines as he bats his tears away with his long eyelashes. He watches as you take your cock back out of his throat, coughing as you do so, and pants. He lost his breath, he’s hot and bothered, all he wants is for you to let him cum. But you don’t, you stuff your fat cock back in his mouth and fuck his throat till you’re satisfied. He struggles to breathe around your cock as you fuck his throat, thrusts brutal and steady. He cums in his pants over and over again, ruining the kakis. Your cum on his face and tongue only fueling you further, he whines, overstimulated. His voice was hoarse and strained he whispers “please, more…”

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Hihi

I may or may not have been a little inactive lately 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽 my bad yall

[ajaxsprettyboy]

TRICK OR TREAT

⁰¹ I don't have regrets or shame. I was extremely horny and thinking abt tartaglia and scary clowns. Best things of the world

⁰² Yes i know that is Ghostface in the picture, I just couldn't find a clown to fit the aesthetic ok

⁰³ tw: dumbification, lots of "sweetie, cutie, slut, bitch", pussy pleaser tartaglia, primal play, mentions of cum and blood, exhibitionism, fucking in the woods, kissing, biting, creampie, lots of cum (I'm disgusting<3). And clowns.

⁰⁴ no beta we die like valorant players

Enjoy <3

You loved Halloween, it's the best part of the year. The screaming of kids, the candy, the ghosts. Even if people called you weird for liking this things.

Truth is, you were always a little weird.

But the best people in the world are.

When you and your friends decided to go to the Halloween Carnival that would take place in town, you were super excited. People scaring you from all sides? Cool costumes and games? You're in. And maybe you liked the idea of ​​being chased by a fake killer clown a little too much? Yes but it wasn't your fault they were... attractive.

Your friends knew it, and they weren't the least bit surprised to see your excitement when they arrived at the Carnival. Between running away from clowns and even trying to kiss some of the "scary" clowns, you and your friends managed to have a lot of fun and even get laughs out of people who were working that night.

You and your friends decided to split up and play some games, between jokes and attempts to eat at some point you ended up losing the group. You just laughed deciding to look for them along the way, looking the costumes, taking pictures do maybe draw latter, and eating candy. You're humming a soft melody of "Scarborough Fair" when a sudden clown emerged in front of you making you scream and laugh.

"Trick or treat cutie?" the muffled voice asked you. He was tall, oh boy he as tall, and he did a good job with his mask, and he was holding a fake axe in hands. 8/10 of a costume.

"You scared the shit out of me!" You laugh, bending your body to take a deep breath. The clown seemed amused by your reaction.

"Usually people start crying out of fear and don't laugh you know?" you just let out a weak laugh in response.

"You'll have to do a better trick to get some reaction out of me y'know?" You laughed and stuck your tongue out as you continued walking.

"So will it be trick cutie?" he asked. For a moment you imagined a hint of second intentions in his voice. But so what if it did? It's Halloween, he looked cool, and walking out of the Carnival with wobbly legs and jaw aching from sucking cock seemed like a good idea.

"Yeah. It's trick for you Mr. Scary Clown." You looked behind, smiling at him. He was fast to catch the invite.

After making sure that he didn't catch wrong vibes, and you were sober and consenting to him (after all he's not a jerk and consent is important). He decided to torture you a little (in the best way possible) while leading you to one of the buildings used to prepare one of the haunted houses. He put his hand in the back pocket of your jeans, giving a nice squeeze in your ass every now and then. You're nervous and smiling like a dummy, and honestly who wouldn't? Along the way he was asking things about you while going up in the building, and you could swear you saw a boner in front of his pants. When you reached the third floor of the building he stoped:

"Here's the thing, were going to play a little game." He said. You nodded, you're so dummy, such a good little bitch Tartaglia thought. "We're going to play hide and seek ok?" He got close, putting his hands on your waist, making small circles, you had barely started and your mouth was already dry.

"You can't go downstairs, unless you want everyone seeing what I'm about to do with you okay cutie? Yeah? Can you promise that?" He humped his crotch on your heat slightly, making you moan a little. "I'm going to count to 10, and you're going to hide ok sweetie? Be a doll for me and do as I say hmm?" You nodded, mind hazy already, he gave your ass another squeeze.

"By the way, you can call me Tartaglia. One... Two..." He started counting, you stupidly looked at the rooms and corridors of the small 5 floor building and started to run towards one of the rooms. Outside the window you could see the colorful lights of the Carnival, and below you could hear screams from the haunted house, you smiled at the thought that while everyone was playing outside you would be playing a dirty game inside the building.

You've finally managed to find a reasonable place to hide, behind a counter in a room. You heard Tartaglia saying that he stopped counting and started hunting you. You heart was racing, and your panties were starting to get soaked with the idea of being hunt like a prey. The anxiety and tension making you more excited than you wanted to admit.

"Cutie~ I can hear you panting~" Tartaglia said laughing, you covered your mouth with a red face. Had he turned you into a bitch in heat with just a few humps and ass squeezes? Damn...

For a moment everything was silent and you almost came out of your hiding place to check if Tartaglia had gotten lost or left you there alone. But a pair of hands appeared in your field of vision and pulled you out while laughed. "Fuck yeah, I've got you" he said and you screamed, laughing with him right after.

"Gotta get my treat now." He said next to you ear, turning you to face the window, leaning on the counter. He gave your ass a slap before start humping again, this time more harder and moaning louder. You started mewling felling his boner between your clothed ass. God he was so big, the way he was holding your waist tightly making you feel things.

He started to take off his pants, lowering them to his legs, and palming his boner in front of you. You imitated him taking off your pants and jacket, lucky you weren't in a costume. Tartaglia lifted his mask enough for his mouth to show and started giving you little kisses, with time you two were kissing like horny teenagers.

He was standing between your legs, lowering his underwear and squeezing your breasts. He seemed to try to hold every part of your body.

"Fuck, you're pretty, can't believe I got you all for myself" he said kissing your and giving your neck and collarbones some hickeys. He let his heavy cock rest against your tummy. You bite your lips while held his dick masturbating him. You felt hot and your mind was cloudy, you wanted to suck his dick really bad.

Tartaglia kissed your neck and took off your bra licking and sucking your nipples while looking at you. He was in his own Wonderland. He took of his mask, revealing that even under the mask he wore clown makeup, which was now slightly melted, giving him a chaotic look. He was so pretty. With blue eyes scanning your state: panting, in messy clothes, and breasts inviting him once more.

"Fuck" he said, going back to your nipples closing his eyes sucking and biting like he want to milk your breasts. He humped again rubbing his dick in you clit making you moan loudly and spread your legs. Your fingers twitched in pleasure as he lowered his mouth further and further.

"Can I lick your pussy Sweetie?" He asked nicely patting your belly. You nodded of course you nodded, smiling stupidly. He kissed your pussy, grateful and you're gone, moaning like his little bitch. Tartaglia sucked and licked you as if his life depended on it, his hands held your thighs steady, and even though you closed around him he smiled and rolled his eyes in pleasure like he was tasting ambrosia. The wet sounds of his mouth and you mixed with the excitement outside made your head full.

You rocked your hips against his face and Tartaglia started seeing stars, sucking you while one hand was on his own cock, moaning from both pleasures. He wanted to go on, he wanted to taste you. He hunted you and now he would eat you out and taste everything you had to give him. You were his prey, he was the hunter.

"Ta-Tartaglia-ah! I'm gonna... I'm" you tried to alert him, but oh boy he was long gone between your folds. Sinking his head deeper and his tongue even deeper into you, Tartaglia drank your juices as you squirted into his mouth. The sounds he made as he licked and sucked what was left of you were so obscene that they will haunt you for months. You on the other hand were a mess, your body vibrating and wet with sweat, panting like you'd run a marathon.

When Tartaglia finally left your poor cunt alone, he rose to kiss you, who responded happily, already limp after cumming so intensely. Without giving much time to you for recover, he started to overstimulate your pussy, rubbing his dick on your clit.

"Open your mouth" You obeyed, opening as he commanded. He stuck two fingers inside your mouth and after you had sucked them long enough, he put them inside your pussy. Your legs opened up giving him more room so his fingers could go in and out, like pistons inside your hole. You held his arm giving him little cries while he prepared and coaxed you.

"Shhhh, it's ok doll, you need to be nice and wet for me ok? So I can fuck this pretty little pussy." He slapped your cunt, making you jump. "I think you're ready" He said opening your folds and spitting, using his tongue to lick your clit. Tartaglia held his cock in front of your entrance, the head of his dick was red, like he was angry. It's not a surprise since he was holding back his cum so he could make a mess on you. He put the head inside you slowly, the rest going in without difficulty since you're so wet.

"Ffuck yeah..." He threw back his head. Hissing and moaning. You were so tiny, so hot inside. Your gummy walls gripping his dick like a vice. He wanted to cum already, paint you with thick ropes of hot cum and breed you. God this was already the best halloween for him.

The fact that you were so welcoming to him was the best, your silly face already dumb just for having your pussy eaten by him, god the things he wanted to do with you.

He started to move, going slow just to hear you breaking little by little, moaning like a little bitch on his cock. He held you putting your legs around his waist and started moving your hips faster, making you hold on to him to stay steady. Fucking you raw and in a fast pace, you could feel his cock kissing your cervix. Going deep inside you.

You were so warm, he couldn't stop, he don't wanted to. Tartaglia wanted to keep going on and on and on marking you as his. He had a smile into his face, completely drunk on your pussy. Already addicted into fucking you.

Going back to the counter he made you face the Carnival, pulling your hair while going balls deep into your warmth. Your eyes rolling back to your skull, your voice hoarse from moaning too much. One of his hands going to your clit, making small circles, causing you to hold the counter. The skin on skin noise going more and more fast, Tartaglia was on the verge of tears after holding his cum for so long. And you were cumming again, making Tartaglia hiss felling your insides getting more tight, almost milking his cock, you were already crying of overstimulation.

"You're so so tight doll! Yeah, so tight. I'm gonna make a mess inside you. Take it all like a good little slut hmm? Be a cutie and take all my cum f-fuck yeah!" He shouted, still going in and out while cumming inside your poor little pussy. His cum was thick and hot, making you feel more wobbly, your legs giving up, but Tartaglia was fast to catch you before your fall.

"There you go..." He said, panting. Sitting on the ground with you on his arms. You were fucked silly, saying incoherent words and holding him, with lazy expression. He gave you time to recover this time. And after a little nap you could talk like a functional adult again.

"Your friends called you, i answered saying that you're ok, gave my number and sent a picture of my ID card, they're sweet for taking good care of you." He said, holding your face. You laughed. "Yeah they do that."

"Wanna go to my place? We can eat something and sleep. I pay your Uber tomorrow, how about that?" He offered. You nodded "It's ok for me. But you'll need to carry me, because I think I can't walk anymore." You laughed and he just cover his face in shame. For someone with a sharp tongue, he was cute.

It was a good Halloween indeed.

[ajaxsprettyboy]

HEADcanons ;)

Just some thoughts as to how some of my favs would look while giving head

reader w a cock bc . Im Trans.

Kaeya

No thoughts just kaeya sitting pretty on his knees waiting for you to let him suck your cock. He’d look up at you, it would be so cute as he silently pleads you to let him taste you. When you finally let him touch you he immediately places his hands around your shaft. He starts stroking your cock, so damn needy he can’t bring himself to at least spit in his hands before touching you. If you wince he’ll spit on your cock before he begins even so much as licking it. If you don’t and you just grip his hair he’ll open his mouth immediately, beginning to lick at your tip. He’d start with gentle kitten licks on your tip, then lap long stripes on your shaft. He wants to make you give him a facial or cum down his throat, so he’d take you into his mouth as deep as possible. If you fuck his throat he’ll cum untouched. All he truly wants is for you to fuck him dumb and make him see stars.

Ajax (Childe)

( God . He’s my favorite. This is longer. )

He’s a fucking brat. (Wants you to piss in his mouth desperately) He’d eagerly take your cock out of your underwear before you even get to finish telling him he can suck you off. He’d look up at you so innocently and then torture you by only suckling and licking at your tip. He gets off at the way you whine and squirm demanding him to take more in his throat. It’s not like he can’t, he definitely can. He’s taken the whole of your cock down his throat many times before and yet here he is lying to you, telling you how ‘it’s too big’ and ‘it won’t fit’. Liar. His eyes would roll to the back of his head when he feels you grip his hair and begin to fuck his throat. God he thinks it’s so hot when you fuck his throat. He knows he’s gonna be the one pounding your ass once you cum down his throat so he does all it takes to rile you up. There are times when he’ll deny your orgasm just to watch you whimper and plead, just begging him to let you cum. He knows he’ll let you cum at some point, he’ll never admit he plans on it though. He wants to see you think you truly have to work for your orgasm. He wants to see just how needy, vocal, squirmy, and fucked out you can get before he’ll give you the go-ahead.

Scaramouche

Hes such a dick with it. (Haha funny) he will literally sit there and just hold it. Hold it. He’ll hold it then on his own time he’ll get to moving his hand. No spit, no lube, no nothing. He may even just cage you and tell you to peg him if he feels like you’ve been bad. He’ll make you swear you won’t cum without his permission. When he finally does put your cock in his mouth he’s expecting you to sit there and let him do as he pleases to you. May tie you up because he knows just how fucking mean he’s being and how goddamn hard it must be not to fuck his throat. (Lowkey wants you to get so overwhelmed that you no longer have control of your bladder and piss in his mouth bc he thinks it’s hot and a reason to punish you)

[ajaxsprettyboy]

Anniversary

Xiao x reader - fluff + smut

Waking up that day was a struggle, I smelled the coffee my mom had brewed for herself and immediately became overcome with a horrendous headache. It took sheer unadulterated willpower to not throw up dinner because of how pungent the smell was.

After nearly throwing my guts up through my esophagus, I walked downstairs and greeted my mother. She said something about what she was doing that day and honestly I wasn’t paying attention, it had nothing to do with me so I had no real reason to care.

She drove me to school and we said our goodbyes, the first day of the second semester of senior year, what a mouthful. I put on my best I’m-totally-not-falling-asleep face and walked up to Childe and Aether, Lumine was off talking to someone I wasn’t sure I knew, they had pretty brown hair though.

We walked into the school and sat in the cafeteria until the bell rang, then we could go to our lockers and first period. I had a tech class, in the nicest way possible, the absolute worst group to be with at 7 in the morning. I mean come on, Itto, please. Nobody wants to hear you screaming about your bug collection to the girl that oh so obviously has a crush on you.

But alas, what is there to do but stick with Childe. He was a popular guy, active in most sports, does lots of things around school, overall a nice guy. He’s got money though, so that’s probably why he became so popular in the first place. We’ve been friends for years though-I mean, I know his daily routine by heart.

Regardless, he’s definitely got other friends he talks to more often, but I still hold the title of ‘Best Friend’. It’s not all bad though, people tend to care about you more when you’re a popular boy’s friend. That’s cool I guess.

Anyway, we sat talking till the bell rang then off to second period, which was math, calculus to be exact. Mr. V. is a bitch so people ignore his bullshit rants and do the homework in class. Ganyu sits with me though so it’s not terrible.

Once we get to 3rd period I knew it’s time to start paying attention, more awake and aware. For…health. I already knew all the content for this class so I just doodle the class period away, soon enough it’s time for lunch.

I sit with Ayato, Ayaka, Aether, Lumine, Ningguang, and Beidou typically, but today I decided to sit with Ganyu and Keqing. Well, Ganyu, Keqing, and someone I’d never seen before, I think she said her name was Lisa. She was the girl Lumine was talking to earlier, I don’t know how she didn’t get dress coded with that top but I let it go considering it’s her first day.

The rest of the day draged on, khaenri'ahn, English, science, and so on. My mom expected me to walk home today so I was going off to a local coffee shop to study, and it started raining. Luckily, Childe was kind enough to drive me home rather than the coffee shop and stayed with me for a while. After an hour he began to leave, not without cleaning the living room before he left.

Nothing crazy happened during that hour, that was really two including the cleaning time, besides a sentence that kept crawling back in my head. “Ya’ know, my friend really likes you, he’s just to pussy to say something.” I mean there are guys who like me but one told them that I wasn’t too Interested in having a relationship at the time.

Maybe mystery man is one of them but I don’t think any of them are really close with Childe so what does he mean? Is he one of our under-classmen? That’s a possibility but I don’t understand why one of them would like me, unless it’s a hallway crush thing…

Days went by and I began getting small gifts left at my seat, or letters left in my locker. “This is so cliché I feel like I’m in a bad Hallmark movie!” I said to Lumine, knowing she’s been in stranger situations. “I don’t know there’s been worse, I mean look at Itto and his little friend.” She laughed, I won’t lie I giggled too. But honestly, this was getting weird.

He must’ve heard me speaking to her because the next lot of notes and letters were signed “X” in fancy penmanship. I know of only four people with ‘X’ names, Xiao, Xingqiu, Xiangling, and, Xinyan. Xiangling and Xinyan are both girls so that leaves Xingqiu and Xiao.

Xingqiu is years younger than us, so it must be Xiao right? I talk it over with Ganyu and Childe, who confirmed it was him, to make sure I wasn’t crazy. So maybe I had a crush on Xiao for a while and maybe he might like me back, no biggie, right?

“So how do I confront him? I’ll just ask him out! No that’s stupid…” my voice trailed off as I realized he was standing right in front of me. “Oh! Hey! Uh, would you maybe wanna, ehem, would you wanna go ou- get coffee? Tea? Coffee sometime ? “ “sure”

Sure? Sure? That’s all he said, okay uhh, “Cool! What day and time?” Shit where are we going though? “After school today if you can would be preferable.” Okay uhh, “sure, yeah, so uh, where though?” Please somewhere good please somewhere good please please please, “ just the shop down the street, meet me at the main entrance.” How is he so calm, oh my, fuck. “Okay! See you then!”

All I could think about the whole day was how stupid I sounded next to a completely stoic man, I kept decently cool though…after the whole initial bit there. It’s last period already? Fuck, fuck, fuck, what if I keep him waiting? Shit- oh.

He’s just getting out of class too? Okay good good..wait obviously it’s last period! Anyway uh get your stuff and okayyyy waiting for him and “Hey Xiao!“ “didn’t keep you waiting did i? Anyway, shall we go?” “We shall!” I follow him, his car is so nice, it smells new. Ew that’s weird don’t say that, okay uhh here we are.

The way he drives is kinda hot, the way he parks too? Okay well now maybe I’m just getting worked up because it’s my first date in a while… no he’s just hot- okay! “We’re here” “oh yeah! Sorry, was sort of daydreaming..” he chuckled and opened my door for me…he’s a gentleman too?

He’s so nice, he opened the door for me to go in before him, pulled out my chair, and pushed it in! I’ll have to pay because this is just too much to not repay. “What do you two want to get?” The waitress! God, she spooked me, I was just getting out my wallet so I could tell him to pay with my money but I guess when you sit down they come up and take your order.

“I’ll have a black iced coffee with French vanilla flavoring and a plate of almond tofu, please.” The waitress wrote down some things in scribbles I couldn’t understand much, “and for you?” I thought for a moment before answering, “I’ll have (your drink order) and… mmm maybe a chicken wrap?“ she started writing again, “will that be all?” We both nodded our heads.

We spoke with the usual small talk until our orders came, and once they did we began sipping and eating. In between bites and gulps we spoke about school and other things not as important, seeing as it’s our last year at this school it’s somewhat pointless to care as much about the sports we play or played. He spoke about baseball though, he seemed to enjoy talking about it. With my limited knowledge I asked questions here and there, which seemed to make him happy.

Once we were done we called our waitress over, “I can pay,” “No let me pay I was the one who asked you.” I watched as he continued to take out his wallet and sighed, “at least let me pay for your gas.” He nodded as he put the money in the shop’s card holder. He walked me out and pushed my seat in after me before I got the chance to do so, making me feel worse about not being able to pay.

“We still have a long time before it’ll get dark out, do you wanna do something?” I asked, hoping he had something he wanted to do. “Mm wanna go back to mine? My dad’s not gonna care, he’ll just tell you stories from when he was younger.” I nodded my head and texted my mom that I was going to a friends house, to which she replied with a gif saying ‘use protection!’ With a dancing condom. I silently groaned at my mom’s antics, before saying something about how it’s not like that.

Oh how wrong I was, once we got there I met his dad, Mr. Zhongli. We spoke to him for a while then went to Xiao’s room. He goes on to tell me about the things he has in his room, his cat named tofu, who’s a sphinx cat, and things about his friends. While he was talking I was admiring the architecture of his house and room, it was beautiful.

We spoke for hours, my phone occasionally buzzing, my friends texting me about something. I’m sure they think I’m getting laid right now, but this guy isn’t going to do anything on the first date. By the time 7:30 rolled around we laughed at their ideas of us hooking up, and then he drove me home. Unfortunately he met my mom, who doted on him a little too much.

Thankfully, though his dad had called him to get him home for dinner before it could get too bad. He left and my mom teased me until I walked away from the table. She giggled as I thanked her for dinner and cleaned my plate. Walking up to my room, I got ready for bed and fell asleep without even getting under the covers.

One date was amazing, but one turned into two, two turned into four, four into eight, eight into a couple. It’s been a month now, when I went over his house I noticed a bag on his dresser, he was on his bed, getting pillows for our pillow fort, and I asked him what was in the bag. I was just folding the blanket as I asked, it was an innocent question! “A box of condoms.” He replied, somehow unfazed. I dropped the blanket in shock, causing him to laugh.

“Don’t worry, they’re not mine, Childe asked me to get them for him, he was shopping with his little siblings when he realized he needed more, thus provoking him to ask me.” “Ohh, I mean I wasn’t worried but definitely shocked.” “They could be mine if you want them to be though,” he teased. I slapped his shoulder and carried the blanket off to the living room, making him laugh as he hopped from his bed to follow me.

Subtle hints that he’s ready to have sex with me persisted until we were close to our four month anniversary, then I made a few hints, and finally the day came. Our four month anniversary, we were at his place, considering we spent all the others at mine, and he had another box of condoms, this time for his own use.

It started off slowly, we waited till his father left for work, then he locked his door, making sure his cat wouldn’t walk in. Slow kissing, our mouths interwoven, creating a hot atmosphere. He was feeling up and down on my body, clothes mindlessly flew off layer by layer, our mouthes only disconnecting to rid ourselves of our tops and undergarments.

He opened the box and tore off a small black square from a link, setting it beside us on his bedside table. He took my left nipple in his mouth, the right being toyed with as his other had touched my sex. He played with my sex enough to prepare me for his finders going in my hole. He spit on his fingers before shoving them in, well, one at first, then two, and finally three.

He curled them inside me while also making sure to move back and forth. He then tore open the condom, rolling it down his shaft. He slowly pushed himself into me, making sure to continuously look up at me for approval, and once I told him to move it was shallow and slow thrusts. “Harder” I groaned, “fuck-yeah!”

He complied, his thrusts became rougher, he didn’t speed up though, until I told him to. The bed creaked with every thrust and he groaned, mumbled something about how good I felt around him. The feeling of his cock stroking in and out of my insides was phenomenal. This went on for hours, the room was filled with pants, groans, moans, and slurred words.

Thankfully he had a bathroom in his room making cleanup much easier, his sheets though, needed to be changed. They were stained with bodily fluids, we both got in the shower, him after me. Then we got dressed and changed his sheets, the new ones fresh out of the dryer. Tofu was cuddling me, on my chest while Xiao put his dirty sheet in the wash.

His dad didn’t come back until another hour had passed. Thankfully we were just playing with tofu while watching a movie, Major League to be exact. He came in to check on us, saying something about how he’d be making our shared favorite of his fathers dishes. He called us down for dinner an hour later. As we ate he congratulated us on four months of dating then spoke about his and our day, we lied saying we were watching movies all day.

Well, it wasn’t a complete lie. There were movies going on in the background, we just weren’t paying attention. He believed it and offered to clean our plates for us in which Xiao happily obliged before I could say anything. He laughed at my shocked face then said, “wanna build a pillow fort?”