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chit2luvu · 29 days ago

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Unyielding Passion

Dynamic: Dom!Kinich x Y/n

A/N: The original story might not make sense, maybe a lil OOC Kinich but note that I wrote this before his character came out so that’s why. This work is absolutely filthy. Please enjoy TT.

Tags: non consensual consent, breeding kink, praising, claiming, worship

It’s been 3 years since you last saw him. The boy who you’ve had a crush on ever since you were little, Kinich. You were an oddball of your tribe– never been the one for aiming new heights. The distance from the ground seemed so provocative, as if one wrong move could eat you alive. Your parents didn’t push you out of your comfort zone but it was more of the other kids making fun of your fear of heights. How ironic, for a member of the Scions of the Canopy to be afraid of heights. You just weren’t ready, everyone had their own different pace, why couldn’t they understand? Just as a group of kids were cornering you to the edge of the platform, he came. Kinich, an older boy about 4 years older than you were. The young prodigy of the tribe. He annoyedly shooed off the bullies and threatened them to never bother you again. You timidly met his eyes before he looked away and went about his own day. A weird, warm, feeling bloomed in your chest as he did so. He was the first person to accept you for who you were. You had to thank him somehow. But over the next few days you found it extremely hard to get close to him. He liked his personal space but you were determined to make him share. At first, he kept pushing you away but eventually you’ve managed to weasel your way through his wall. He was an older, fellow tribal member that was looked up upon the tribal children and adults alike. He may have a blunt personality but he’s not mean. After all, he’s one of the first people who’ve accepted you for who you were.

“Ki- ni- ch~” you said in a singsong tone as you rang up to him with your hands behind your back, holding your latest portrait for him to praise. “Lookie!” You yelled proudly, spreading the paper to show the full moon amongst the glittery stars of the night. “It was hard to get the colours right but I’m glad it turned out so well. Do you think I should’ve used-”

“I’m going to be an adventurer”

“Pardon?”

“Yeah, I’m going to be an adventurer. I have my vision, I know how to proficiently use my claymore and vision, I’ve mastered navigation and survival skills. I think I’m ready to set off”

“That’s… that’s great, Kinich! But why are you telling me this? You know I’ll support you with whatever, we’ve been best buds since kids!”

“Mhm. I know, thanks. I’m sorry for not telling you sooner but I’m leaving tomorrow.”

The words dropped like a ton of bricks on your heart. Tomorrow. He’s leaving tomorrow. A mixture of sadness and anger filled your veins but he has the choice to do what he wishes. You’re just his friend.

“TOMORROW?!” you shouted exasperatedly while hitting his back. “Kinch!! You should’ve told me sooner! When are you gonna come back?” You asked.

“I’m going on a commission to find an artefact, and I guess I’ll be dropping by here and there. I promise I’ll bring back some souvenirs”

“I- Can I come? Wait, no– of course I can’t come… Silly me! Well… stay safe bud! You have to let me greet you off tomorrow or else I’ll be very mad, okay?”

A short moment of silence filled the air. It looked as though he sensed something amiss with your mood but decided not to bring it up.

“Alright, I’ll be waiting at 6am sharp. Don’t be late.”

“I won’t!”

That night you stayed up crying, curling in your sheets before drawing a picture of you and him sitting together on the cliffs happily chatting away. Like how it should always be. At least in your mind anyways. He’s his own person. He can’t be tied down to you. He probably only hangs out with you because he feels bad for me. You gulped, trying to swallow away all the negativity as you wrote a small note behind the artwork. ‘For you to remember what’s important at home.’

…

It’s been 3 years– no, one thousand two hundred and sixty four days and counting from the day Kinich left. Your days were filled with art commissions, teaching the younger tribal kids some geography, and archery on the side. You decided it would be such a great idea to fill your platter with extracurriculars just to forget about your first heartbreak.

You look out the window to stare at the glistening starry night, looking as pretty as the day you laid your eyes on them. Although surrounded by beautiful landscapes, it seems like you can’t quite make your art as vibrant as before. Like it’s missing a certain colour. It’s been years, I should forget him by now. How hopelessly, pathetically, tragically in love you are with a boy who only sees you as a little sister.

“I miss him” you muttered, as a teardrop rolled down your cheek.

Just as you were about to break down, a blinding light appeared before you. It was a detailed silver charm with a snowflake symbol in the middle. Amidst the pondering, you were actually gifted a cryo vision.

You were too shocked to even continue crying. You gently kissed the vision before setting it aside under your pillow for keepsake. How fascinating it was, to create snowy mist from your fingertips. Like magic, it healed a portion of your scar. It was so childlike of you to create miniature snowmen running around your windowsill. The snow just came to you like second nature. At least something good happened today, you’d be able to put your past behind and live your own life. After all, a guy isn’t everything.

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Day one thousand five hundred sixty six– He’s returned. Returned in time for the pilgrimage he said. At least that’s what you’ve heard from your parents. You found yourself holed up in your room, refusing to go out as you claimed to have caught a very bad cold and wished to be alone. He did come, leaning on your door, promising not to catch your cold but you simply ignored his pleas, pretending to have been asleep everytime. This cycle continued on for a week, until the day it arrived for Kinich's welcome back party. You guiltily peaked out your window, wondering if you should even attend. At this point, your parents were also getting tired of your cowardly stance towards the situation, urging you to ‘at least see how things go’.

You gulped, looking at the glamorous dress you wore in front of the mirror. An emerald green, short, floral dress with puffy sleeves. You suddenly realise how you’ve subconsciously picked such a colour that matched Kinich’s vibe. How frustrating, those remnants of emotions still adamantly resurfacing upon meeting him. You bit your lip nervously, before taking your leave.

You arrived at the clifftop party in full swing. Some were surrounding Kinich with curious, bright eyes while some kept their distance, eyeing him with envy. You wondered how you’d even start to talk to him, there was just so much you wanted to say. Deciding to give up for now, you found a spot at a far table with a drink in hand. You’ve never tried drinking but they did say that it’s easier to be brave when drunk so you gulped down a whole bottle without a second thought. The strong flavour felt like it was burning your tongue and throat, your head hazy, and your mind blank. You suddenly felt like being mad, crying, running into his arms so you defeatedly rested your head on the table.

“Are you lost, babygirl?” a random guy questioned, learning on the table as he looked at me seductively. “Get lost, I’m not in the mood,” I gagged, disgusted by his disgusting pick up on a drunk girl. “Awww don’t be like that– I’m sure I can show you a real good time–”

Kinich, being the introvert he was, did not socialise long, escaping the crowd to find a h/c hair. His eyes landed on your lovely figure, that annoyed expression on your face as you looked up, your whole demeanour had changed. But he noticed someone else right by you, sitting a little too close to you for his comfort. He immediately rushed to your side, only to see you swiftly chopped his neck to the table before leaving. A smile subconsciously formed on his face, proud to know that you’ve grown so much in all the time he left. He ran up to you, grabbing your hand to stop you in your tracks.

That’s when your eyes met his pair of chartreuse eyes. As if the past had been rewinded, all the emotions came flooding back, your eyes watery as you hugged his figure. The boy hugged you back just as tight. You pulled away, blabbering about how he left for so long, how he never wrote you any letters, how he didn’t even regard you. He apologetically wiped your tears away with his sleeves and hung his jacket over you.

“There, there, y/n. Be mad at me as much as you want. It’s my fault. I didn’t make the effort to contact you and left for way too long.”

You sobbed uncontrollably, hitting his chest in bitterness. No amount of what ifs could prepare you for this moment. After a while, he scooped you up in his arms without a word.

“You’re way too drunk y/n, I’ll bring you back to your room first”

Too tired to retaliate, you let his strong arms wrap you around— pathetically basking in this warm embrace of a man who you were so very mad at. Instead, you found yourself swept away by the comfortable enrapture, it’s not supposed to be; but when he’s here you find yourself turning into jelly all over again.

The way back was enveloped by a pregnant silence. Yearning eyes always gazing but never staring, like a forbidden delicacy, seen but intangible. He remembers the path, the one to your house, the one to your room, as if he had never left at all. Kinich gently placed you down on your mattress, sitting on the edge of your bed as he fixed your hair. Not a single word was sprouted yet the emotions in the two’s hearts hung heavy.

“Y/n-”

“Kinich-”

Silence once more.

A tiny, pixelated, yellow dragon suddenly popped up from behind, hovering the boy’s head in annoyance. “KINICHI I SWEAR IF YOU DON’T CLEAR THINGS UP-” it yelled, but was almost instantly slapped away into narnia.

The creature left you dumbfounded, and a little more sober about the situation. You got up, looking at Kinich face to face while your hand slid onto his.

“Look, y/n, I’m so sorry I should have never-” he started.

“Do you miss me?” I boldly asked, the alcohol fueling my veins.

“Yes,” he answered without any hesitation.

“Me too, I fucking missed you so much it hurts. I love you, more than just friends and I don’t want you to ever go," I declared, looking deep into his eyes with love filled determination.

Perhaps your sudden statement rendered him speechless, but you were dead set on making sure tonight there would be no more words left unspoken, no more longing for his lingering touch, just actions to make up for the yearning days that left you so incredibly lonely.

“Then shut up and kiss me,” you said before cupping his cheeks and crashing your lips into his.

The moment felt so truly enchanting, the lips you so wished for were now all in your grasp. You breathlessly pulled away before long but he placed one of his hands on the back of your head, the other on your waist as he pulled you in even closer, deepening the kiss. His tongue pressed on your lips, seeking permission to enter– without even thinking, you allowed him to do as he pleased, tongues intertwining with feral, needy, desire that you can’t get enough of.

As both of you finally pulled away, a string of connecting saliva followed suit; evidence of your messy make out. You let out shaky breaths, looking at him with puppy eyes, unconsciously begging for more warmth.

“Fuck, y/n- you-” he huffed as he looked at him with lustful eyes, taking off his bandana and combing his hair back– the apparent shade of red on his face matching yours. In one swift motion, he pinned you down on bed, his warm breath tingling your ears, as he whispered in a sultry tone, “Don’t look at me like that y/n, you’re not the only one having these thoughts. Trust me, I’ve been suppressing them for so long I don’t think I’m letting you sleep tonight. Heck, by the time I’m done with you, you won’t even be able to get up tomorrow. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He smirked, his one hand cupping your cheek, gently rubbing your wet lips with his thumb.

His intrepid articulation made your whole body shiver with excitement as you felt the heat in your body rise. You licked your lips seductively and nodded along, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Do it Kinich, less talking more actions,” you taunted, and oh boy it worked like a charm.

He let out a hushed groan, before treating himself to your neck; skillfully kissing and sucking your skin while a hand swiftly unbuttoned your blouse, exposing even more of your delicious skin for him to feast his sights on. He briskly undid your bra, throwing it aside as he plunged into your now exposed nipple without hesitation. His warm tongue slid around, and sucked, while his hand kneaded the soft mounds, flicking and pulling as it perked right up under his touch. Involuntary moans spilled right out, your body squirming uncontrollably under his touch as the heat of your core slowly built up. Once he had had his fill, he pulled away, drinking in the sight of your ecstatic face.

“Gosh, you’re so beautiful y/n– your heart, mind, body and soul. All of it. I’m a greedy man, I want to have every inch of you all to myself. I love you y/n, love you, love you, love you, love you so so much,” he professed. His eyes told you everything that you need to know, that there was no hint of falsehood in his words, just raw desire as he grinded his growing need against your pussy. “Let me see all of you, sweetheart,” he sneered as he pulled down your undergarments in one fell swoop, leaving your lovely lower lips vulnerable.

He spared no time to press his mouth against your pretty cunt, ravishing your clit as he pleased. His hands did not stay still as they held your thighs in place, preventing you from interrupting his tasting session as he ate you out, tongue exploring around mercilessly. You couldn’t help but arch your back in pleasure while your body squirmed uncontrollably. You clutched the bedsheets for your life as you let out moans in response to his attacks.

“C-cumming.. Mmmm” was all you said before you gave into the rising heat in your core.

“Delectable as expected, darling,” he praised, as if to make a point, he lapped up all the remaining juices.

He entered a long, calloused, digit inside your hole, rapidly moving in and out before adding another, skillfully scissoring, pressing, preparing your hole for your members to intertwine. His actions made you instinctively cave in to his touch, your pulsating pussy aching to be filled.

You’re such a lovely mess for me, y/n,” he snarled, licking his lip in anticipation as he drank the sight of your heaving naked body, splayed out for him to devour. Your pretty pink clit, those puffy nipples begging to be played with, and your flushed face looking at him with such lust which drove him over the edge. “As much as I want to fuck your brains out, right here, right now, I’m going to pleasure you until your body aches for me to pound into your perfect little cunt until you beg for more.” he declared, taking off his shirt and pants, leaving his black bulging boxer little to the imagination.

He started with your breasts, gently circling your nipples, eliciting soft moans from your lips. Then he pressed his swooped up some The sensation was exquisite. Your hips bucked instinctively, desperate for more of his ministrations. Kinich seemed to relish your reaction, his eyes darkening with desire as he watched you writhe beneath him.

He continued his slow, deliberate teasing, his fingers dancing over your most sensitive spots, building the tension within you to almost unbearable levels. He knew exactly what he was doing, and he was enjoying every second of it. You were a canvas, and he was the artist, painting a masterpiece of pleasure across your skin.

"Are you ready for me now, y/n?" he whispered, his voice husky with anticipation.

You could only nod, your body trembling with need. He chuckled, a low, rumbling sound in his chest.

"Not yet," he teased, leaning in to capture your lips in a searing kiss. The kiss was deep and possessive, a promise of the pleasures yet to come.

He broke the kiss, his eyes still locked on yours. "I told you I wouldn't let you sleep tonight," he murmured, a wicked glint in his eyes. "And I always keep my promises."

He reached for his boxers, slowly pulling them down to reveal his engorged length. It pulsed with need, and you could feel a shiver of anticipation run down your spine. He lined it up against your entrance, deliberately teasing your desperate hole.

"Prepare yourself, y/n," he warned, his voice thick with desire. "This is going to be a long, long night." Slowly but surely, it had gone all the way in. He would take his sweet time devouring every inch of you, relishing in your heavenly crafted body and angelic moans. He positioned his hands on your hips, steadying both his and your bodies in his deliberately slow emergence of his dick into your vagina. “Fuck- y/n- you’re so goddamn tight” he bellowed, is cock finally balls deep into your virgin passage. “I’m going to start moving now, no more take backs.”

He kept his word, taking his time to move back and forth then he picked up the pace, setting a punishing pace against your cervix. This lustful sensation of pain and pleasure sent jolts of shiver down your spine. It was both magnifique and relentless. You couldn’t help but react significantly to his thrusts, moaning his name as your back arched instinctively to his touch.

“Kinich~ Kinich~ Kinich~” you moaned, your arms wrapping around his neck, nails deep on his back as you endured his attacks. ��Nghhhh you- your dick- mm it feels so good.”

“I’m honored, my love, let them hear who’s making your pussy feel this good,” he smirked in great satisfaction. One hand strayed onto your breasts once more, giving your perky nipples the attention they deserved as he pulled and twisted, flicking gently to give you even more pleasure. Your tone became higher, walls convulsing violently with each emergence. He knew he was driving you over the edge. “C’mon y/n, come for me- soak my cock with your juices, let’s go feel good together,” he grunted.

With one final push, he buried himself in you, lowering his body down to meet your eyes, looking at you with an equally flushed expression before capturing your lips. You submit yourself to the pleasure, muffled moanings could be heard as your walls clenched on his penis tightly, squeezing his cum. He did not pull out, plugging in his seed into your womb, he was going to make sure you were full of his potent sperm, perhaps already fertilising your egg.

“Argh you were amazing y/n… but don’t think for a second we’re not done here,” he leaned down to whisper to your ear, licking it with his hot breath.

“Pardon?” you looked at him flustered and hazed.

“I always keep my word, love,” he repeated, leaving a trail of kisses down your body, sucking, forming fresh red hickeys to mark what’s his. “I love you so fucking much it drive me crazy.” he grinned with dark intentions, his hand trailing down your swollen stomach bulging with his cock and sperm. “Don’t worry about anything baby, let me handle everything for you. All you have to do is worry about how good you’ll look everyday by my side.”

You have definitely awakened his inner beast, and for better or for worse, your childhood best friend whom you’ve just reunited with can’t control his love for you and will do anything to keep you by his side…

#fanfiction #kinich #kinichmalipo #genshin #genshinimpact #smut #lemon #filthy #idkwhatthisis #dom #natlan #hoyoverse #y/n #xreader #delulu

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chit2luvu · 5 months ago

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Omg I cant thank you guys enough for a 100+ notes also yes im alive and fine… gonna post a kinich draft in a week :)

Lovers' Entanglement

Pairings: Dom!Rayne Ames X Reader

A/N: This is my first smut fic, im not sure what Im doing but my brain produced and here I present. I also published this in ao3 but i didnt rlly get any interactions hence why im here pls dont flop :< Tags: mentions of cunnilingus, nipple play, p in v, afab reader, hickeys

It’s an ordinary day for Rayne and Y/N.

Well, not so much since Y/N has been practically bawling her eyes out because he was going to graduate.

In the morning, during the ceremony, and after the ceremony.

She clung onto him at every chance. More so than ever. Her tears staining on the taller boy’s graduation gown. It was quite a sight to see.

“Y/N…” He mumbled, patting her back as she hugged him tight. Rayne did indeed love her, he was sad to part with her but it’s not like their love would disappear with the lower frequency of their visits.

The most embarrassing part was when Principal Wahlberg came over to tease the two.

“My, my if it isn’t the power couple of our school. Congratulations on becoming a full fledged Divine Visionary at the Magic Bureau, Rayne. As for your devastated girlfriend…” He trailed off, cheekily looking at the two.

“I-I’m sorry I can’t greet you properly, it’s just that I’m not ready to not see him everyday anymore Principal Wahlberg…” the younger girl said through tears.

“It’s quite alright… Hahaha, the sweetness of first love in the air... Oh to feel it again at my age. Take care of each other, you two. And congratulations on graduating Max Land, I hope to see your achievements in the future here on out.”

Rayne nodded in approvement.

“Thank you, Principal Wahlberg, I am honored.” Max politely replied, with a small bow.

“This is it. I probably won’t see them again until summer break or whatever.” Y/N sadly thought, her tears still uncontrollably flowing down.

As the principal left, the first years joined the trio to congratulate them. Finn was the first one to suggest a commemorative group photo.

Rayne pulled away from her and pinched her cheeks to try and get some sense into her .“Y/n, we’re going to take pictures now so stop crying okay? For me?” He pleaded, wiping her tears away with his sleeve.

“Eep… Not fair… you… you’re gonna make me cry more,” she sobbed trying her best to keep her emotions in check as she looked up at Rayne pitifully.

Suddenly, he kissed her wet lips to hopefully stop her from crying. And it worked like a charm. Even after the kiss, y/n continued to stare at Rayne with flushed cheeks and swollen lips, the aftertaste of their sweet kiss lingering on her lips. The group went silent after witnessing their blatant display of affection.

“Nooooo! Why?! Why do all the good looking guys snag all the girls?!?!” Dot cried out as usual with murderous intent.

“Please refrain from making love in the eyes of an innocent child,” Lance commented as he clutched his necklace.

“Omg!! Y/n!! Ahhhh~~ Mash, did you see that? That could be us!!” Lemon fangirled while aggressively hitting Mash’s back to make her point.

“Uhm…” the muscle head said with disbelief.

“N-Nii–chan?!” Finn screeched as he hid his eyes behind his hands. He had most definitely never seen such a side of his older brother.

“Rayne you daring man!!” Max exclaimed, going in between the couple and hitting their backs to dissipate the tension, finally putting some distance between the two. “Well, what are you waiting for? Let’s take a picture!”

The students huddled together, performing various poses as they took many pictures.

One heart in the middle formed by Rayne and Y/N while Lemon, Mash and Lance formed one on the left and Dot, Finn and Max formed another on the right.

Then, freestyle poses.

They all put up a thumbs up for one.

And a peace sign for another.

And a heart sign for the last.

“Wow! These came out good!” the brunette said, scanning the photos happily. “Can’t forget to take a trio one too!”

So Rayne, Max and Y/N took another photo.

Then another photo with just Rayne and Max.

“And now, to commemorate the cringiest but slayest power couple of our school, Rayne and Y/N!” Lemon cheered happily for the two, holding out her wand. “3…2…1… Smile!”

Another utter shock.

The photo captured Rayne kissing Y/N on the cheek

“Oi! She said smile, not kiss!” Dot complained, about to jump out into action to stop them from further PDA but Lance kept him in check with his graviole.

“Well, you probably don’t know the feeling of having the love of your life desperately cling onto you just because you guys won’t be seeing each other everyday since you don’t have a girlfriend huh?” Rayne retorted the first year with a fierce look, as he held a blushing Y/N by her waist.

There were just one too many surprises from him. The first years were in absolute disbelief at their senior’s soft attitude towards his girlfriend. The ones who found it hardest to take this in were Finn and Dot.

After the ceremony, the group disbanded, each going back their own way. By tomorrow, most of the graduates would be gone, including Rayne which the Y/N couldn’t handle.

She returned to Rayne’s dorm, helping him pack up. The once minimalist room becomes an empty Adler room. Even his rabbit bedsheet was cleared with the rest of his rabbit related merch.

“Rayne…” Y/N started, her thoughts unclear of this whole situation. Only her fervent emotions screamed, telling her not to let go of her boyfriend at all costs.

“Yes?” He calmly replied, sitting down beside her on the bed.

“I will really really really miss you a lot.”

“I know dear,” he said, sliding his hand on top of hers as he sincerely looked at her with soft eyes.

“Ray-ayneeee” she said, plunging her body on top of Rayne’s onto the bed. “I might start crying again… sorry,” she mumbled as she lifted her head up from his chest.

“Bad girl,” he whispered into her ear while he brushed back the strand of hair. Those two words make her whole body feel all tingly in a weird way. “I don’t want our last memory in a long while to be you waving at me with tears during our send off, like as if you’re sending your husband off to war.” he honestly said, still keeping his hand on her head.

Y/N’s cheeks flushed red from his comment. Rayne had always been the type of boyfriend that cared for his girlfriend by actions, not words. When she had her period, he would always bring chocolates and a heat pack to her dorm and throughout the day, he would check on her wellbeing multiple times. Even on normal days, when they talked during recess and lunch or after school hours, he was thoughtful to bring her something that reminded him of her from time to time. He did what he felt was suitable and even let out his true self. True self as in saying whatever he wanted. Even if it meant the lines he was saying sounded like some confession from a third rate romance novel.

“I guess I won’t cry anymore…” she pouted, her gaze averting away from his as she went back to nuzzling his chest.

There it was again.

That warm fluttery feeling that arises in their hearts at times like these.

But other than wanting to hold each other tight and never letting go, Rayne found himself having a new profound desire. If he were to possibly switch their positions, holding Y/N down on his bed while he whispered sweet nothings into her ears, would she like it? If he were to maybe pull down her collar and mark her neck for everyone to see would it be unfair of him? If only he could say for sure to continue to act on his instincts. After all, it was hard to stay calm with his lover’s breasts pressed up against his chest, her whole body looking as if she was being served on a golden platter ready to be ravished him. He really wanted to devour her right there and then.

“Rayne?” Y/N shyly questioned. She had long noticed his body’s reaction, unsure of what would be the best next course of action for the two.

...

“Sorry, I’ll- I’ll go to the bathroom for a bit.” Rayne enunciated, gently pushing Y/N off to the side and getting up so as not to worsen the awkwardness of the conversation.

But when her soft hand stopped him in his tracks, something inside of him just snapped.

“Y/N, there’s no saying what could happen if you don’t let go of your hand right now.” Rayne spoke as he turned around, his manner of speech getting a little shaky.

“I-I-I know! Well ummm I just thought that since we won’t be seeing each other in a long while… I… I want to help you since you're always by my side…”

He turned, his amber eyes meeting her e/c ones. He hugged her, bringing her face to his chest as he wrapped his arms around her neck.

“Y/N, you know how much I love you right? I promise nothing will change between us. You don’t owe me anything, love. I can wait until you’re ready.”

His words were always so reassuring, always laced with layers of honey, always warm and gentle. But she’s not doing it just to make Rayne happy, if it was with him, Y/N would gladly give her everything, in this case was her body.

“Rayne… I love you too, which is why I want to do it with you, if it’s with you I-”

Before Y/N could even finish her sentence, Rayne was already pinning her down on his bed. He impatiently pushed his lips against hers, their tongues entwining, leaving each other breathless as he pulled away.

“Sorry, I guess I got carried away there.”

He panted, their breaths shaky from the intense kiss. Still, his lips came close to her ear, letting out a husky voice.

“Hey, if you feel uncomfortable at any time, just say my full name. Otherwise, you best believe I’m not stopping until I leave tomorrow. I’m going to make it known to the whole world that you are my woman, no one can take you away from me. You’re mine, only mine. Got that? ”

Her whole face immediately turned into a tomato without any spell. He really was serious about her. He sat up on the bed, unbuttoning his shirt and loosening up his tie to reveal his toned body. Sure, Rayne was a magic user but he still kept fit to increase his stamina, which explained his six pack.

“You like it that much? C’mon, feel it– the only one stopping you is yourself.”

He smirked, enjoying that flustered look on his partner who was inevitably his to be taken. He leaned into Y/N, looking up to meet her longing eyes, that anticipation and excitement. It made Rayne so unbelievably happy that she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He unbuttoned Y/N’s blouse, pulling her bra up in one swift motion as his large hands got to work; cupping her delicate mounds, licking and sucking on her perky nipples, even twisting and pulling, doing whatever he pleased as an Y/N suffered under his control, her moans spilling throughout the empty room.

“Rayne, that's… that’s embarrassing, why are you o-only focusing there…?”

“Hmm I can’t? It’s just that they look so beautiful, baby”

“Nghh that’s not fair”

“Sounds like you’re asking me to pay attention to some other parts too, huh?”

His hand slowly glided down her bare stomach, making his touch even more tingly on her body. Rayne undid her skirt and tossed it aside. Without sparing any time, he touched her wet clit that was practically soaking through her underwear.

“Amazing, you’re already this soaking wet for me when all I did was play with your nipples” He commented, pulling her panties aside and sliding his hand up and down on her swollen pussy.

Unbeknownst to Y/N, he pressed his lips up against her opening, licking her juices, even sucking her clit from time to time before inserting his tongue inside.

“Rayne why–! That place… It’s dirty…” Y/N could only say, before her voice was quickly transformed into pleasure again, the heat of both teens rising. “Hnngh.. Rayne I-I feel weird! A-ah! I think… I think I’m coming…! Mhmmm!” She said, pressing her mouth against her hand to hide her humiliating noises.

The older male pulled back, licking the liquid on his lips clean when he suddenly inserted his two fingers, pressing up against here and there until-

“A-aah!”

Y/n moaned loudly, unable to hide the fact that he had found her soft spot.

“So that’s where you’re weak? Duly noted.” He said, pressing his fingers up against it even more, receiving another moan from y/n. “I want to put it in so bad… y/n please I-” He huffed, his hot breath landing right on the crook of her neck.

“W-wait what about protection?!”

…

None of them had anticipated this moment so they had nothing on them.

“I think Max has some... ” he paused, "I'll be back in a jiffy, love" he muttered, leaving behind a small kiss on her cheek. Before he left, covered Y/N with a blanket and took his robe and left.

Y/n stayed huddled up in the blanket, trying to process what was actually happening. Was it too fast? I mean, they've been dating for like a year and a half so it should be fine right? Plus, it's Rayne. Yes, Rayne Ames. Sudden images of Rayne smiling ever so slightly whenever he met her appeared. That's right, he's the man she fell in love with. They both wanted this, it felt just right with him.

A few minutes later, Rayne had returned with the item in hand. He took off his robe once more and looked at her hungrily. "Are you ready darling?" he smirked, lifting the covers, trailing his rough hands along her leg up to her thighs as he got on top.

It’s not fair how he looks at Y/N with those eyes. How could she possibly push him away in this heat of the moment? She bit her lips in both fear and excitement, her eyes carefully following his every move.

He unbuckled his belt, pulling down his zip to reveal a huge bulge under his boxers. Scary. What was even scarier was when he took off all his undergarments, revealing a monster- no, a huge veiny cock. Y/N immediately yelped in shock, in awe of seeing something so… sinful. Yet, the excitement and pleasure that came along with it was as anticipated.

“Will it even fit…” she nervously questioned, finding it hard to believe that it’s her beloved boyfriend’s dick.

“We’ll make it work. I swear to be gentle, my love. I want us to enjoy this together.”

As soon as he slid on the condom, without any sense of hesitation, all Y/N felt was the warmth lining up her entrance before going all the way inside. That sense of fulfilment shared between the two was unfathomable. Like finally being one complete being, Rayne’s hot member filled her up.

“Your insides are wrapping around me so tightly bunny, how am I supposed to move like this huh? You tell me”

Unable to handle the dirty talk and sudden pet name, she averted her gaze from his in embarrassment. But that wasn’t going to stop him from teasing her further. He cupped her cheeks and made her face his way.

“Tell me how much you want it bunny, because no way we’re going to stop now. Not when I’ve got you right under my thumb.”

“P-please, Rayne, I need you, I need you t-thrusting inside of me… You�� Only you can make me feel so incredibly happy and-”

“Well said dear, obedient bunnies get their reward don’t they? Now take it like a good girl for me, Y/N.”

Oh boy, she was in for a ride. The moment Rayne held her hands tenderly while leaning in, she should’ve braced herself. The moment he started moving– those shallow thrusts quickly turned into deep ones.

“Rayne…! Rayne…! Rayne…!”

“Say how good I feel inside you. How am I supposed to know if my baby girl likes it otherwise?”

“Yes…! Mmm! I love it! I love you! R-Rayne… ahhh… kiss please…”

“So needy for daddy hmm~ Don’t worry I’ll spoil you lots”

Those intense thrusts followed by breathless kisses.

Y/N was definitely not going to last until tomorrow.

Night has definitely fallen, but what time was it exactly? Who knows? All the two love birds know is that they’ve fulfilled their wildest desires; and that they’re right where they want to be in life. That feeling of content, reinforced by the way Rayne continues to wrap his arm around Y/N’s bare waist under the bed sheets.

“Was I… too rough?” the concerned male inquired.

“Kind of, my back is sore! Hmph!” she pouted, turning her head away for dramatic effect.

Rayne rubbed her cheeks playfully, trying to console the girl as he entertained her childish behaviour.

“C’mon bunny, don’t be like that~”

…

“Well, do you want to get washed up together? I think we’re both feeling pretty sticky after that endeavour, hmm?”

“Yeah, that does sound like a plan”

Without any warning, Rayne got up and picked Y/N up in one fell swoop, putting her over his shoulder.

“W-wait whaaa?! Put me down!” she demanded, hitting his back with her fists while her legs kicked the air.

“I’m taking responsibility for my actions so stay still my love”

He had forcefully picked her up to the bathroom and turned on the shower.

“We already went all the way, there’s no need to be shy showering-”

“It’s not that, it’s just that I still can’t wrap my head around what had just happened.”

“Well, we made love. It’s as simple as that, my beloved y/n,” he said in a matter of fact tone, leaning down to kiss her forehead gently.

Although they were done for the most part, Rayne couldn’t help but stare in awe at his lover. He had the love of his life, y/n, wrapped around his finger. She was right in front of him, ever so vulnerable as the marks he had left on her were clear as day. Her red, puffy nipples were so adorable, he just wanted to do it all over again.

Like as if Y/N read his mind, she panickedly declared, “You can’t anymore, I forbid!”

“Hmph fine fine” he gave in, not wanting to push her too hard.

The warmth of the water seemed to reflect the content of the two. It was as if they were already living together, in their own little humble abode, where the two did as they wished. Y/N drew soap bubble art on his chest, silly, cute doodles. Rayne, as promised, helped clean her up and they both had a nice, long, much needed shower.

“All done,” Rayne said, as he finally finished drying her hair with the towel.

“Thanks, babe,” she smiled cheerily, feeling very satisfied with the extra amount of attention she was getting.

“I’m merely giving you all the love you deserve, bunny” he simply said, taking the ends of her soft hair, kissing it tenderly, receiving another blush from Y/N.

“It’s illegal to be this smooth,” she mumbled, turning her head away from Rayne.

Her comment resulted in Rayne's soft laughter. That's right, this was the special dynamic they had. They were right where they wanted to be.

#thankyou #appreciation #loveyou #happynewyear

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chit2luvu · 8 months ago

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Angsty Poem in honor of ALNST R7

In this world where humans are inferior,

Where aliens are superior,

You, alone, are my saving grace.

Only your smile emits warmth,

Light brighter than the Sun,

And laughter more cheerful than all the daisies combined.

Your every word is my command,

For I would venture the stars beyond,

If only I had the power to free us both from this hell.

Every second in this space is torture,

But with you, the seconds are worth it,

Worth to endure because you are there at the end of the day.

Do you believe in God?

In the past, humans believed in God and had religion.

Things that couldn’t be solved by human power are believed to be God’s will.

Thought that the place that connected with the sky,

That they dare not to reach, was where the Gods lived.

From the moment humanity left the universe, we all forgot God.

But if belief in God is human,

If all I can do as a human is believe…

My God,

My Universe,

Dearest Till,

Will you please be with me Till the end?

#poem #angst #ivan #till #ivantill #alien stage #alnst #vivinos #pls let me go im cryin sobbin crocodile tears

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chit2luvu · 8 months ago

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Sounds like you need a break!

I understand the feeling of wanting to get it out as fast as possible, but the unfortunate truth is that rushed work is only going to turn out unsatisfactory.

Put it down, take a breather, take a walk maybe, and if you need help trying to put things into words, read other smut fics! See how others put the actions into words, and draw inspiration from them

I believe in you!! You’ve got this ❤️❤️❤️

Aww thanks nonnie, youre right! Plus Im in the middle of some final exams but I js wanted to let some steam out 🥺👉👈

#answered #nonie #idea

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chit2luvu · 9 months ago

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SEND HELP

i know not many people will see this since ive literally only written one fic on this account BUT i have this ongoing kinich fic that im writing, ive reach 1,5k and i have absolutely no idea how to start the smut part like my brain knows exactly what needs to happen but i somehow cannot input it, meerialise it, turn my thoughts to words- but i rlly want to upload it asap what shld i do

#writers block #stuck #stumped #no idea #send help #inspo #in need of desperate inspo #DESPERATELY #fanfiction #kinich

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chit2luvu · 10 months ago

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Mhm saving this for l8r ty for the food 😈🙏

Masterlist #3: Soshiro Smut Edition

-Like Magic

-The Biggest Tease

-A Picture Is Worth A Thousand (part 2 in progress)

-Overloaded

-Impatient

-Head Game

-The Best Kind of Disaster

-Just For A Summer *

-Operation Rescue Hoshina aka The Runaway Boyfriend

-Behind Closed Doors

-Valentine's Day

-Property of Soshiro Hoshina

-Just What The Doctor Ordered

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chit2luvu · 10 months ago

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that was soooooo hot hehehhehe

Spicy sleepover with Shoto Todoroki in the back of a car 👀

coming undone

shouto todoroki x f!reader

Your job as pro hero Shouto Todoroki's personal assistant becomes marginally more difficult when he's hit with a Quirk that disrupts his body's temperature regulation abilities—particularly when you have few other options at your disposal in the back seat of his car.

wc: 2.5k

c: 18+only, pro hero!shouto, semi-public sexual activities, dry humping, lap grinding, fingering, coming in pants

SPICY SLEEPOVER — PART V

“Right there,” Todoroki exhales roughly, the leather seat groaning beneath him as he shifts. “Keep it there.”

Despite the borderline pornographic noise crawling its way up his throat as his head tips backward, white and red strands of hair falling across his forehead, it’s most certainly platonic—the steady pressure of your hands on his exposed chest, his black button-down shirt wholly undone.

There are ice packs between your palms and his bare skin, angry swirls of stream hissing from the place where they meet.

Your job has been fairly simple for the past year, being pro hero Shouto Todoroki’s personal assistant. He’s a kind, fair employer that doesn’t want for much, if anything at all—to the point where oftentimes, you have to force him to pass along tasks you should be the one doing. You’re fairly certain that the only reason he even put up a job posting for an assistant in the first place was at the insistence of some of the shareholders at his agency.

The easy, amicable friendship that you’ve found along the way—a byproduct of the large amount of time you spend together—has likely been the one thing that’s kept him from phasing out the position entirely.

But this past week has been difficult, to say the least.

Regardless of his constant tenure amongst the top hero ranks, even he has met his match on occasion. Unfortunately, the match in question this time around was an unstable, overpowered ice-wielding villain whose Quirk had a rare, unfortunate side effect. Finding a weak spot in Todoroki’s defenses when his body began to tip over the edge of overheating from the massive amount of flames flowing out of him, the villain managed to dig its claws into Todoroki’s internal temperature regulation, throwing his body’s equilibrium entirely off kilter.

The effects are expected to fade within the month, but for the time being, Todoroki’s been mostly out of commission as his body temperature rapidly rises and drops without warning. As his assistant, you’ve been by his side nearly round the clock since the incident.

By and large, you like to consider yourself an utmost professional. Because despite the fact that Todoroki continues to dominate social media’s unofficial “Most Eligible Pro Hero Bachelor” poll (something which he wasn’t even aware of until you told him one night over take out food in his kitchen), you’ve managed to avoid your body and mind’s subjective opinion on the matter.

Despite the way it seems as if he shares more with you than anyone else in his life as of late.

Despite his complete and utter avoidance of matchups and dates with no explanation other than, “I’m not interested.”

(Despite the frown that flitted across his face when you laughed as you told him someone at the agency asked you out several weeks ago.)

Despite the fact that sometimes, it feels like the soft, relaxed smile you’ve come to know so well is one reserved just for you.

But your patience and self-preservation have been put to the test like never before as of late—particularly during the moments when Todoroki begins to overheat. Twice already, you’ve had to help him out of his clothes and into an ice cold shower, half of your body getting soaked in the process while you helped him stay upright.

Which is an issue you find yourself faced with now after he insisted he’d be able to make it through a brief appearance at tonight’s hero gala.

At the very least, he managed to make it up onstage for the few remarks at the podium that he was slated for, but once he returned to the empty seat beside you at your table, that’s when things went south. Quickly picking up on the telltale signs of his body temperature rising as you took one glance at his flushed skin, you hardly made it out to the parking lot with a handful of ice packs you’d begged the kitchen staff to give you before he was collapsing in the back seat of his car.

Pointedly ignoring the bead of sweat that seems to be teasing you as it drips precariously down the side of his taut neck, you ask, “You okay?”

Exhaling slowly, he reaches out, his hand brushing against yours as he goes to take one of the ice packs from your grip, moving it to his forehead instead, where sweat-damp strands of hair now lie in a messy heap.

You firmly remind yourself how wrong it would be to mull over how ungodly attractive he looks in this moment as he sits there beside you with his thighs spread wide, chest heaving.

“I think—shit,” he grunts, dropping the ice pack to the floor as a full-body shiver begins to wrack through him.

While most waves are either one extreme or the other, sometimes, his body instantly bounces from cold to hot—or vice versa.

Quickly removing the ice pack you’re holding as well, you shove it to the other side of the back seat and quickly lean forward to the front of the car to swap the air conditioning setting to heat. When you look back at him, you frown. “I didn’t bring any blankets, but maybe this will…”

You start to shrug off your cardigan, but Todoroki reaches a hand out, placing it gently on your forearm.

“It won’t…can you just…” he trails off, his blue and gray eyes staring into yours as he tries (and fails, miserably) to suppress the way his limbs have begun to shake from the chill. Glancing down at where his fingers are still resting against your skin, cold as ice, he shakes his head, letting you go. “Nevermind.”

It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to know what he’s suggesting. And while you’re appreciative that he’s respectful enough of your professional working relationship to backtrack the thought, the scope of your job has already exaggerated such fluid boundaries over the past few days—what’s another line crossed?

You begin to shift, and Todoroki’s eyes go wide as he exclaims, “You really don’t have to—oof.”

Before you can lose your nerve, you slide into his lap.

With his chest to your back, Todoroki doesn’t seem to know what to do at first, his hands hovering awkwardly at his sides.

“It’s fine,” you huff out, voice coming out a bit higher than you mean for it to as you grasp his wrists and wrap his cold arms around you.

Both of you sit in silence for a moment, save for the occasional chattering of his teeth, and you hope he’s not looking in the rearview mirror to see the way your eyes are scrunched shut as you try to resist the urge to mentally catalog the way your body fits against his.

“Thank you,” he finally says, voice a little rough.

Though his limbs are still ice against yours, you can feel him begin to relax just a fraction as the combination of your body heat and the warm air blasting through the vents up front begins to defrost his chilled extremities.

“I feel like the shower was worse than this,” you joke, if only to lighten the moment as you remember the sight of the endless rivulets of cold water cascading down his broad, bare chest.

The warm scent of his cologne that clung to the t-shirt he insisted you change into after you ended up halfway drenched yourself.

But as he exhales, a lukewarm huff of air tickling the back of your neck and your body unintentionally sliding deeper into the cradle of his hips as he shifts slightly, you know you’re lying.

This is far fucking worse.

His hand twitches against your chest as he shivers, and you inhale sharply when his thumb unknowingly skates along the skin just beneath one of your breasts, the thin fabric of your dress doing little to dampen the sensation.

“I’m sorry you’ve had to deal with all of this,” he sighs, voice taking on a remorseful tone. “I could put you in an easier position somewhere else at the agency, if you want.”

Turning your head sideways, the corners of your mouth tilt downward, brows furrowing. “You think this is going to make me want to quit?”

He shrugs, and you bite the inside of your lower lip to stifle the indecent noise that threatens to burst up your throat as his forearms press into your sides. “I would completely understand.”

“You’re going to have to fire me if you want me gone that bad.”

“Never,” he quickly replies.

You smile. “Dumping ice cold water over your head and wrapping you up in five layers of blankets could hardly be considered a difficult job. And this—this is perfectly fine. You’re kind of comfortable, you know.”

He rolls his eyes. “I can feel you starting to shiver, too.”

Shrugging, you flippantly wave your head. “This is still way more fun than that date I was supposed to go on tonight.”

Todoroki stiffens a bit beneath you, swallowing audibly. “I still don’t understand why you didn’t go.”

Given that you’ve yet to even admit to yourself yet that you’d rather spend time with Todoroki than anyone else, you simply reply, “I knew you were going to need me here tonight.”

Head falling back against the seat once more, he sighs. “I feel like I always need you.”

Your heart stutters in your chest, and you let your gaze fall toward the windshield as you weakly respond, “I’m the one that has to force you to stop doing everything yourself and give me work to do half of the time.”

Todoroki’s quiet for a beat, and you can see him flick his gaze up to the roof of the car from the reflection in the rearview. “Because I don’t want to let myself—”

You blink several times. “It’s okay to depend on me, that’s my job.”

His voice sounds strained when he answers. “It’s more than that.”

It’s a battle in and of itself to resist the urge to fidget in his lap beneath the ministrations of your rapidly galloping heartbeat.

“I want things that I shouldn’t want,” he exhales, voice low and careful.

Briefly, you begin to wonder if perhaps you’ve succumbed to hypothermia.

Carefully, you place one of your hands over his. Todoroki stills, his shivering limbs falling quiet beneath your touch.

“Do I get a say in this?” you ask, lacing your fingers together.

He inhales sharply. “I didn’t think you—”

“I’m good at my job,” you shrug, finding the courage to turn your head sideways to look at him again, your body moving in his lap in the process.

And it’s then that you feel something hard pressing up against your ass.

“You’re very good at your job,” he confirms, the last few words dissolving into a groan that he can no longer stifle.

Letting yourself relax further into him, you angle your face so that your noses are nearly touching. “I feel like there are easier ways to get warm.”

He leans a little closer, the scent of mint gum lingering on his lips as they skirt near the periphery of your own. “Are there?”

You nod, subtly pressing your backside down into his front. “Science would shame us for not trying.”

He groans again, his mouth brushing against yours. “I think you’re right.”

This time, it’s Todoroki who rocks his hips upward, slowly dragging his cock against the divot between your ass cheeks. And when you finally let out the breathy, keening moan that you’ve been holding back, his lips crash into yours in a messy, hungry, sideways kiss.

Your hypothesis very quickly proves itself correct as Todoroki grinds against your ass, blazing heat flooding your body and flaring white-hot in the pit of your stomach as he groans into your mouth, your spit-soaked lips slotted together in the best messy approximation you can make of kissing at this awkward angle.

“Fuck,” he rasps, hands roaming across your front to grasp your breasts.

Shrugging down the straps of your dress and bra, you let your tits spill out, and Todoroki’s hips stutter as his fingers begin to knead your bare, supple skin.

“Want you to feel good, too,” he breathes out, and the gravelly state of his voice alone leaves you whimpering as he begins to pinch and tease your pert, sensitive nipples.

It’s becoming increasingly difficult to resist the urge to touch yourself, particularly when your aching, dripping cunt is right within your own reach beneath the skirt of your dress. Sliding a hand down between your legs, you writhe under Todoroki’s attentive touch as you feel how soaked your underwear are.

“Can I—”

His chin is on your shoulder, his eyes focused on where you’re currently stuffing two fingers into your panties and moaning softly as you slide them through your creamy slit. You can practically feel the fresh wave of arousal that leaks from your quivering hole at what he’s asking.

“Please.”

Todoroki lets out a satisfied, relieved sound as his hand makes its way down your chest, quickly replacing your own inside of your underwear. His hips grind up against your ass harder as a near-feral groan rumbles in his chest while he drags three fingers through the sloppy mess your folds have become.

“You’re so wet,” he pants, struggling to get the words out fully as they die on a groan when he slips two fingers inside of you.

“Oh my god,” you whimper, your body drenched in a burning wave of pleasure as he presses an open-mouthed kiss to the side of your neck, thrusting a finger in and out of your cunt while he drags his thumb over your swollen clit.

“So fucking warm,” he breathes out, teeth caressing the soft juncture between your shoulder and neck.

“Are you?”

He plunges a second finger inside of you, and you spread your even legs wider in his lap, choking out a moan as he makes a point of fitting his fingers inside of the hot, tight, soaking wet warmth of your pussy, still rutting his hard cock against your ass all the while.

“You are.”

A scorching whip of pleasure snaps sharply inside of you and bursts open wide, flooding your veins with a euphoric, intoxicating feeling that leaves you trembling and gasping and moaning as he finger fucks you through each cresting wave of your sudden climax.

“Shouto,” you whimper.

His hands slide to your hips, gripping you hard as he brokenly moans, dragging his cock up and down your ass in firm, hurried strokes. You can feel it when he tips over the edge of his orgasm, his thick cock pulsing as he comes in his pants, breathing hard.

With one hand grasping the back of the driver’s seat, you turn to look at him, a fond, excited, and dizzying wave of warmth blooming in your chest at how entirely undone Shouto Todoroki looks—lips slightly parted as his chest heaves, eyes alight in post-orgasmic bliss, a dark stain of cum seeping through the front of his pants.

“Warm enough yet?” you ask coyly.

He tilts his head to the side, eyes narrowing slightly as his mouth curves upward in a smile that makes your heart leap. “I think you should stay at my place tonight, just in case.”

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chit2luvu · 10 months ago

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Lovers' Entanglement

Pairings: Dom!Rayne Ames X Reader

It’s an ordinary day for Rayne and Y/N.

Well, not so much since Y/N has been practically bawling her eyes out because he was going to graduate.

In the morning, during the ceremony, and after the ceremony.

She clung onto him at every chance. More so than ever. Her tears staining on the taller boy’s graduation gown. It was quite a sight to see.

The most embarrassing part was when Principal Wahlberg came over to tease the two.

“I-I’m sorry I can’t greet you properly, it’s just that I’m not ready to not see him everyday anymore Principal Wahlberg…” the younger girl said through tears.

Rayne nodded in approvement.

“Thank you, Principal Wahlberg, I am honored.” Max politely replied, with a small bow.

“This is it. I probably won’t see them again until summer break or whatever.” Y/N sadly thought, her tears still uncontrollably flowing down.

As the principal left, the first years joined the trio to congratulate them. Finn was the first one to suggest a commemorative group photo.

“Eep… Not fair… you… you’re gonna make me cry more,” she sobbed trying her best to keep her emotions in check as she looked up at Rayne pitifully.

“Nooooo! Why?! Why do all the good looking guys snag all the girls?!?!” Dot cried out as usual with murderous intent.

“Please refrain from making love in the eyes of an innocent child,” Lance commented as he clutched his necklace.

“Omg!! Y/n!! Ahhhh~~ Mash, did you see that? That could be us!!” Lemon fangirled while aggressively hitting Mash’s back to make her point.

“Uhm…” the muscle head said with disbelief.

“N-Nii–chan?!” Finn screeched as he hid his eyes behind his hands. He had most definitely never seen such a side of his older brother.

The students huddled together, performing various poses as they took many pictures.

One heart in the middle formed by Rayne and Y/N while Lemon, Mash and Lance formed one on the left and Dot, Finn and Max formed another on the right.

Then, freestyle poses.

They all put up a thumbs up for one.

And a peace sign for another.

And a heart sign for the last.

“Wow! These came out good!” the brunette said, scanning the photos happily. “Can’t forget to take a trio one too!”

So Rayne, Max and Y/N took another photo.

Then another photo with just Rayne and Max.

“And now, to commemorate the cringiest but slayest power couple of our school, Rayne and Y/N!” Lemon cheered happily for the two, holding out her wand. “3…2…1… Smile!”

Another utter shock.

The photo captured Rayne kissing Y/N on the cheek

“Oi! She said smile, not kiss!” Dot complained, about to jump out into action to stop them from further PDA but Lance kept him in check with his graviole.

After the ceremony, the group disbanded, each going back their own way. By tomorrow, most of the graduates would be gone, including Rayne which the Y/N couldn’t handle.

She returned to Rayne’s dorm, helping him pack up. The once minimalist room becomes an empty Adler room. Even his rabbit bedsheet was cleared with the rest of his rabbit related merch.

“Rayne…” Y/N started, her thoughts unclear of this whole situation. Only her fervent emotions screamed, telling her not to let go of her boyfriend at all costs.

“Yes?” He calmly replied, sitting down beside her on the bed.

“I will really really really miss you a lot.”

“I know dear,” he said, sliding his hand on top of hers as he sincerely looked at her with soft eyes.

“Ray-ayneeee” she said, plunging her body on top of Rayne’s onto the bed. “I might start crying again… sorry,” she mumbled as she lifted her head up from his chest.

“I guess I won’t cry anymore…” she pouted, her gaze averting away from his as she went back to nuzzling his chest.

There it was again.

That warm fluttery feeling that arises in their hearts at times like these.

“Rayne?” Y/N shyly questioned. She had long noticed his body’s reaction, unsure of what would be the best next course of action for the two.

...

“Sorry, I’ll- I’ll go to the bathroom for a bit.” Rayne enunciated, gently pushing Y/N off to the side and getting up so as not to worsen the awkwardness of the conversation.

But when her soft hand stopped him in his tracks, something inside of him just snapped.

“Y/N, there’s no saying what could happen if you don’t let go of your hand right now.” Rayne spoke as he turned around, his manner of speech getting a little shaky.

“I-I-I know! Well ummm I just thought that since we won’t be seeing each other in a long while… I… I want to help you since you're always by my side…”

He turned, his amber eyes meeting her e/c ones. He hugged her, bringing her face to his chest as he wrapped his arms around her neck.

“Y/N, you know how much I love you right? I promise nothing will change between us. You don’t owe me anything, love. I can wait until you’re ready.”

“Rayne… I love you too, which is why I want to do it with you, if it’s with you I-”

“Sorry, I guess I got carried away there.”

He panted, their breaths shaky from the intense kiss. Still, his lips came close to her ear, letting out a husky voice.

“You like it that much? C’mon, feel it– the only one stopping you is yourself.”

“Rayne, that's… that’s embarrassing, why are you o-only focusing there…?”

“Hmm I can’t? It’s just that they look so beautiful, baby”

“Nghh that’s not fair”

“Sounds like you’re asking me to pay attention to some other parts too, huh?”

“Amazing, you’re already this soaking wet for me when all I did was play with your nipples” He commented, pulling her panties aside and sliding his hand up and down on her swollen pussy.

Unbeknownst to Y/N, he pressed his lips up against her opening, licking her juices, even sucking her clit from time to time before inserting his tongue inside.

The older male pulled back, licking the liquid on his lips clean when he suddenly inserted his two fingers, pressing up against here and there until-

“A-aah!”

Y/n moaned loudly, unable to hide the fact that he had found her soft spot.

“W-wait what about protection?!”

…

None of them had anticipated this moment so they had nothing on them.

“I think Max has some... ” he paused, "I'll be back in a jiffy, love" he muttered, leaving behind a small kiss on her cheek. Before he left, covered Y/N with a blanket and took his robe and left.

“Will it even fit…” she nervously questioned, finding it hard to believe that it’s her beloved boyfriend’s dick.

“We’ll make it work. I swear to be gentle, my love. I want us to enjoy this together.”

“Your insides are wrapping around me so tightly bunny, how am I supposed to move like this huh? You tell me”

“Tell me how much you want it bunny, because no way we’re going to stop now. Not when I’ve got you right under my thumb.”

“P-please, Rayne, I need you, I need you t-thrusting inside of me… You… Only you can make me feel so incredibly happy and-”