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twstedqueenvi · 1 year

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What Are They Like in Bed 18+

AU Everyone is 18+ These are just some ideas I've had, subject to change as I read more of the story. Minors DNI.

Posted: 03/05/23 || Edited:--

I don't have the first years listed because honestly to me they don't give off the vibes that they fuck. They might have sex but it's more experimental and trying to figure out what they actually like in bed.

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Heartslabyul

Book: Read

Riddle: Probably a very dedicated lover. Takes the time to learn your "rules" aka what you like and don't like. Does not fuck, like you are having sex, but it is not fucking. Lovemaking is probably a better way to put it. Can be a little selfish or aggressive when stressed. Surprisingly confident and self-assured. Excellent communication skills. Does not seem overly adventurous in normal circumstances. You'll likely have to schedule when you can have sex, he’s very busy so spontaneous sex doesn’t seem to be a thing with him. Probably has his go-to positions that he does well but not much deviation from that. However, maybe on occasion, if you've been "bad"...be prepared to be collared and relearn his rules. Not going to let you finish until he's certain you've learned your lesson. Really good with aftercare. Has snacks and refreshments on standby, helps you get cleaned up and dressed after. His room is probably really well prepared beforehand. Flower petals or just flowers, candles, music; very much so setting the mood.

Trey: He has an oral fixation. Surprisingly rough. He’s going to hold your face and make you look at him while he’s using you. Likes to see the expressions you make when he slams into you. If he’s hitting it from behind you’re getting your ass smacked and he’s probably going to use your hair as a handle or hold onto your throat; unless he’s pressing your face down into the sheets/pillows. Likely going to put you into a mating press. Does not like being called daddy, surprisingly. Is going to look down at you with a smirk while biting his lip. Going to shower you with degrading praises (that’s my good little slut, etc.). If you ever didn't want it rough he'd likely be a very sensuous lover. Slow deep strokes that rock you to your core till he had you crying out in pleasure. After sex, he seems like the type to hold you close and whisper sweet nothings in your ear while showering you with quick, soft kisses.

Cater: Switch. Very vocal. Into role play and would dress up for it. Can use his signature spell but would probably be more of a finisher than the main event. Is down for making a sex tape or taking pictures. Wouldn't post them but would like to keep them for the memories. Would sign your ass or crotch with some variation of "Cay Cay was here" Likes to switch positions frequently. Into public sex/sneaky play. Will shower you with praise, but could just as easily degrade you. Really likes when you wear cute/sexy lingerie or underwear for him. Would love to receive nudes or lewds from you throughout the day, even if he’s somewhere where he can’t react or respond. Would return the favor. Likes to hold your head/hair when you go down on him. Will send you links to whatever crazy position he wants to try next, maybe some lingerie he wants to see you in. After sex with him will mainly be cuddling in bed and scrolling through magicam. Might have water or snacks but wouldn't be something he always has on hand.

Savanaclaw

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Leona: Either gonna make you do all the work or fuck you till your legs give out. Lots of biting. Really into oral, giving, and receiving. Can and will growl while using his mouth/fucking you. Likes to be told how good he’s making you feel. Will purposely leave hickies/love marks where everyone can see. Into cuddle fucking and lazy sex. Will fuck you sneakily in public if the chance arises. 7 help you if you end up having hate sex with this man. RIP your lower half. Really rocks the messy after-sex look/glow. Aftercare can be sweet but minimal. Maybe a bath/shower together where he kisses his marks but after that, sir is going to sleep, though you are welcome to join him for some sleepy cuddles. Lowkey jealous, highkey possessive. If he feels too many people are looking at you he's the kind to come up behind you and wrap an arm around your shoulders/hips and lean against you. A not-so-subtle kiss on the cheek/lips. Definitely going to smack/grab your ass so everyone knows who you belong to herbivore.

Ruggie: Between class, his side jobs, and running errands for Leona this man has mastered the quickie. Never knows when the chance is gonna come again so he does not care where he does you. Quick, shallow thrusts. Will use his hand efficiently to make sure you get off too. Will probably have you lick his fingers clean of your mess. Going to leave a small mark or two on you. Could be hidden or visible, depends on what positions you were in. Into biting. Going to tease you while fucking you, could also be having a perfectly normal conversation. Then help you get dressed before going about business as usual. Would probably be into having you use your hand/mouth while he's doing homework and vice versa. Lot of stamina so be prepared for multiple rounds throughout the day. Always gives you a kiss at the end, possibly going to smack your ass when he leaves but not one to draw attention to himself. When he's not in a rush though, probably a very tender lover. Very generous with foreplay. Going to take his time till you both are satisfied. Has snacks in his room and seems like he would be very affectionate before going to sleep

Octavinelle

Book: Read

Azul: Does not like missionary or other positions where you can look at him. If you want those kinds of positions, he’ll likely want to blindfold you, or keep some clothes on. Likes to use restraints. Probably makes really cute faces/noises while fucking. Just very expressive, you’re going to know if he’s feeling good. If he’s in a bad mood he’d be a mean fuck. Just being rough and degrading you. But for the most part, he’d be a very gentle lover. Doing his very best to make you feel good. He’s very thorough and likes to be close. Lots of skin-to-skin. Prefers when you take control, he’s got enough to stress about, just let him enjoy himself. Might be able to convince him for some under the desk fun in the VIP room. Would definitely bend you over that desk after hours. Stamina would probably be lacking so he's more of a one and done kind of guy. Would not use his tentacles on you unless you were blindfolded and he was sure you couldn't peek. Amazing aftercare, going to want you to shower him in praise, and he'll return the favor,might even hum or sing a little. Will eventually untangle himself from your arms to get some snacks. Expect to always have the best seat in the lounge with an exclusive discount. Aren't you just so fortunate?

Jade: Will tease the fuck out of you until you are begging for release. Does not mind using toys but would prefer his fingers/tongue. The type to make you ask for permission and say thank you after he makes you cum. Likes to watch you play with yourself to figure out what you like then improve upon it. Teases you about blushing, your expressions, and any noise you make while he’s watching. Will somehow look perfectly put together even if you look like you just finished a marathon. Likes to stay mostly clothed during sex, not because he’s insecure, but so he can tease you for falling apart at how good you feel. Will ‘accidentally’ give you marks that can be seen in uniform. Probably going to gently bully you when you’re cum drunk. Would do his best to work you up when he knows you can’t do anything just to watch you squirm. King of aftercare. Like sir has snacks and refreshments. Will run you a bath/shower and clean you up before tucking you in for some well earned rest. Lowkey jealous/possessive. If anyone gets too close he'll be sure to make a note to remind you later why you belong to him.

Floyd: His mood will determine the kind of sex you have/how much work you're gonna do. Apathetic mood could lead to him just kinda going through the motions if he’s not making you do all the work. This would probably be a quickie, might not even cum, before either passing out or doing whatever he was doing before. If he's in a good mood though…prepare to be fucked silly. Going to go until he is tired, like a full body work out, and (un)fortunately he has plenty of stamina and energy. Multiple rounds, switching positions, be prepared for every hole to get a turn. Probably going to turn you into a pretzel to try and find what feels best. Will tease you if you say you're tired or need a break. Will cover you in bites, likely some accidental bruising. Going to make a mess of his partner, just cum everywhere. Surprisingly good aftercare. Not running you a bath but he's definitely cuddling you after, talking about how much fun that was and how good it felt. Definitely gets jealous if other people give you too much attention. Will remind you whose shrimpy you are.

Scarabia

Book: Read

Kalim: He is down to try anything once. A really fun lover. Really high energy, pleasure seeking to the max. Likes to try new positions frequently. Better stretch before because sir will bend you like a pretzel. Lots of spontaneous sex. He's going to say or do something that will have both of you needing to take a laugh break. Very affectionate but also needy. Might accidentally hurt you while trying out some overly complicated new position but would stop, apologize, and take some time to make sure you're okay before continuing. Very encouraging when it comes to exploring your kinks and fantasies. Probably a very playful lover, lots of teasing touches and soft kisses along your body. Not the best at foreplay but A for effort and always trying to improve his techniques for you. He does want you to feel good but sometimes he can forget to communicate and check to make sure so you'll have to be vocal. After sex he's going to want lots of cuddles and pillow talk. Would likely have snacks and refreshments brought to you two so you can stay in bed together a little longer. Would feed you snacks between playful kisses and compliments.

Jamil: Will take whatever role their partner prefers. Is actually a dom/top. Enormous people pleaser. Really into pleasing their partner, like to the point where his pleasure gets pushed to the side. Lots of foreplay. Fingers, mouth, toys, does not care so long as you feel good. Really quick to pick up on all the little things that drive you wild and will use all his skill to give you the best orgasm ever. If you let him let loose…be prepared for an almost 180. Will make you into his living stress ball. Hard, fast, and deep. Into master/slave play. Wants you to wear a collar, maybe some restraints, def wants you to call him master or sir. He wants you to pamper him, let him sit back and enjoy himself. You're gonna be sore, either from him driving into you like a wild animal, or from making you ride him till your legs give up. He’s flexible. Probably going to pull your hair or choke you. Going to call you names. Really good with aftercare. Will help you clean up, would make you a meal and shower you in praises regardless.

Pomefiore

Book: Unread

Vil: He’s a bit of a mean lover. He's going to be a bit demanding and selfish, though it's not completely intentional. He just knows what he likes and how he likes it. Seems like he would enjoy some unique positions that would require you to stretch beforehand. Likes to wear/likes it when you wear nice lingerie. He has at least one mirror pointed at his bed because he likes to watch. Loves having his body worshiped, he’s more of a taker than a giver. You’re still going to love it though, because it’s him and who wouldn’t love that? He is going to let you know if you’re not doing it right. He’s going to fuck you while he makes you watch your reflection in the mirror, calling you all sorts of little names and insults. Seems like he would be into master/pet play. Somehow looks flawless after sex, like he’s going to be sweating and panting but still look picture perfect somehow. He probably has some nice mood lighting. Aftercare is going to be more so you cleaning him up. If you did good he’ll give you a few compliments, but he’ll also critique what you can do better next time. If you’re lucky he might hand feed you a snack or let you sleep next to him.

Rook: Be prepared for passion. He is going to take his time, exploring every inch of your body, learning every sensitive and weak spot you have available. He’s going to take his time teasing you, really into edging because he can’t get enough of how you look right before you cum. King of foreplay. Could spend hours between your legs just teasing and working you up till you’re ready for him. He’s quite literally going to be showering you in praises and compliments about how sublime you look in the throes of pleasure. You better hydrate and stretch before because this man has insane stamina and will go for multiple rounds until you are absolutely exhausted. He likes overstimulation, just unable to stop himself with how beautiful you look when you cum, wanting to make you do it again and again till you’re begging for mercy. He’s a very vocal lover. Probably a voyeur and will secretly watch you pleasuring yourself so that when it’s his turn he has an idea of what you like he can go off of and improve on. Might be into a bit of predator/prey, specifically hunting you down before ravaging you till morning. Going to be very sweet and loving after. Kissing all over your body while cleaning you up, making sure you're hydrated and have snacks before cuddling up to you for sleep. Would definitely give you a full body massage. You're going to feel very safe in his arms.

Ignihyde

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Idia: He’s a very shy lover. Very self conscious in person so he's going to need lots of encouragement. He's going to prefer you on top or in control because he doesn't believe he can actually make you feel good on his own. Very clumsy sex. Even if he has experience he usually doubts himself and his abilities. Makes plenty of cute noises, has trouble keeping quiet. He's going to bite you. Prefers to use toys on you, might even design a few custom toys for you to use. Might be into cockwarming while he's gaming, or even just having you ride/blow him. You could challenge him to 1v1 where the loser has to make the winner cum. He loves sexting. And when he sexts its like a complete 180 to how he is in person. Expect lots of dirty talk. He's not going to send you nudes or lewds but he'll love any that you send, especially if you complain something for him. Probably would like you to wear some kind of toy that he can control from a distance, just teasing you relentlessly while he does. After sex he's going to be very awkward and unsure of what to do. But he's going to try so be encouraging and supportive.

Diasomnia

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Malleus: BDE personified. This man is a god in bed and he knows it. He is going to worship every inch of your body. He’s going to take his time prepping you, and he knows exactly what to do with his hands and tongue. He’ll let you hold his horns while he goes down on you. Sex with this man may as well be a marathon in and of itself. He has a long fuse and an insane amount of stamina. He is the type to put your legs over his shoulders and sink his entire length into you slowly, smirking the entire time as he watches your reaction. This man is not a bed shaker, he is a bed breaker. The entire time he’s going to look like he’s barely breaking a sweat, smirking down at you and cooing the sweetest praises that he can. He’s so loving during sex, just caressing your body while pounding into it. He’s going to bite you and cover you in his marks so everyone knows exactly who you belong to. He’s not jealous but he is possessive, he does not like sharing your attention with people, you are his child of man. Going to hold you to his chest and gently nuzzle you to sleep.

Lilia: The biggest fucking tease. He’s the kind to tie you to the bed and blindfold you so he can spend hours just teasing you till you’re actually about to lose your mind, begging for any kind of release. The entire time he’ll just be commenting on how cute you look and sound. Seems like he would be into temperature play, specifically running ice cubes along your body while you whimper and squirm under him. He’s surprisingly rough, likes biting. He’s very vocal, you will know when he’s enjoying it. Complete wildcard, like he probably has some really out there kinks. Never know when he’s going to come up behind you and kiss your neck, run his hand along your thigh, just discretely grope you in public. His oral and overall technique will be flawless, like will actually have your legs shaking after. Has a lot of stamina and can go multiple rounds if one isn’t enough. Probably likes edging. Seems like he’d be great with aftercare, just like a really doting partner. Going to praise you for even the smallest thing. He is going to tuck you into bed after.

Silver: He seems very vanilla, like he’s good at what he does but there’s really nothing out there in the bedroom with him. Sir is making love, not fucking. Just very gentle with his partner. Surprising amount of stamina. He’s a very intimate lover. Lots of kisses,eye contact, and just overall being close to you. Will make eye contact when he is going down on you, likes you to look up at him when you return the favor. He’s definitely focused on making sure that you feel good and are enjoying it. Would probably bury his face in your neck and chest when he feels really good, has some nice breathy moans. After he’s going to just cover your body in gentle kisses while he helps clean you up before holding you close to him and drifting off the sleep with the sweetest pillow talk. He is just going to make you feel loved.

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tswhiisftteedr · 3 months

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Memories ☆ One Shot

☆Merchant Husband!Jamil Viper x Fem!Yuu!Reader x Merchant Husband!Kalim Al-Asim:

After your student career at NCR, Crowley had yet to find you a way to bring you back to your world. But that didn’t matter anymore, you had by now found yourself a new home in Twisted Wonderland. A family of your own, two wonderful husbands and children. But despite always moving forward, it is sometimes nice to look back to sweet moments of the past..

Warnings: Mature Content, Swearing/Explicit Language, Reader gets called slutty one time but the rest is loving and fluffy. Not Proofread. READER & THE GUYS ARE ABOVE AGE AND MARRIED KEEP THAT IN MIND BEFORE ENGAGING.

Based on this ask:

So could you do a One-Short of Jamil x F!Reader x Kalim? In which the three, now adults and married, both rulers of Scalding Sands, after a day of work and putting the children to bed (Aisha the eldest, daughter of Jamil and Y/n, and Omar, son of Kalim and Y/n), Y/n was organizing the things when he finds a photo album from the time when the three of them studied at NRC, so the three of them start to remember from the time they met, to the moment they got married (while having flashbacks of those moments), remembering all the good and bad times they had, and at the end they have an intimate moment, let's say... 👉🏻👌🏻, if you know what I mean😏

I kept imagining Kalim and Y/n laughing at Jamil, when they went to Scalding Sands for the fireworks festival, where they heard several embarrassing stories from him, including one (I made this one up) where when Jamil and Kalim met, Jamil mistook Kalim for a girl and was all in love about him

Notes: Since the al asim are a long line of wealthy merchans but not royals, I didn’t make them rulers(as in sultans) but high in the the contries hierarchy. Also I don’t know if I actually like that one, I’m not sure this fic is that good, sorry if you don’t like it.

Author Note: I have 15+ other request to work on after this one but I also have to study. About 5 are twst and rest are Hazbin hotel. I have gotten sub!vox x Succubus reader, zestmilla and a Velvette x autistic reader request, but those don’t follow my rules. Though I think I might do the Velvette one, because I hadn’t put in my rules that: I don’t think I have the writing abilities to fulfill a request like that one, when it was sent out. But I’m still not sure, it’s a maybe type of situation, anyways that’s me and my life. Lol anyways enjoy!

☆ more under the cut. ☆

It had been a long, tiring day, so much to do, and you swore to yourself more than once that you were surrounded by incompetent idiots. Being the wife of an old money merchant and a brilliant new money one was a difficult task, you were constantly on your feet, ordering around, signing off on shipments, formulating contracts and making phone calls.

Despite the discomfort and exhaustion that hard work brought you, it was inevitable that you would grow accustomed to it. Reminiscing no more about the world you had left behind, the scalding sands were your home, with your two husbands and your children.

Aisha and Omar, the light of your day. The sunshine they brought into any room they entered, that always made you smile.

Aisha resembled Jamil so much that no one could question where she had gotten her traits from, always calculating and good at keeping her emotions in check, she was truly the responsible elder daughter. Though, same could be said for Omar and Kalim. The two of them were like pees in a pot, the times they would fall to their endeavours you couldn’t help but wondered if one of them was really an adult.

But at last it was time for your little sunshines to go to bed, they had school tomorrow and you didn't want them to be sleepy in class. So after saying goodbye to their Nanny, Mrs.Miriam, you tucked them in. Sweet fairy tales and gentle lullabies to hold their hands on their journey to dreamland.

As you step out of the children’s bedroom you could help but notice the door to the storage room was croaked open, ‘must have been the kids’ you assume. After all, Aisha loved to wear your old dresses, even if they didn't fit. And have a tea party in them with her brother, Omar probably wore one of Jamil's many business suits, he loved to look professional during these play dates, even though the big fabric made him look somewhat ridiculous.

You stepped in to make sure everything was tidy, but much to your expectation and disappointment, the children had left the room a mess.

At that moment, you sincerely asked yourself why you didn't have a maid, ‘you were rich, so why were you the one who had to clean up?’ But no reason to lament on it for too long, being pissy wouldn’t clean the room.

So you reluctantly began to reorganize the chamber, despite your tired state. While doing so, you coincidentally happen to stumble onto a fancy-looking box, a rather large one at that. It had an inscription carved into it, 'Memories'. And upon opening it, you had discovered about 5 or so photo albums. Three of them belonged exclusively to Kalim and Jamil, one was dedicated to the three of you and the last one was just NRC memories in general.

Opening the album filled with shared emotions brought a delightful wave of nostalgia to your heart. Swiftly completing the room cleaning, you carried the box to the living room, eager to reminisce about high school days and enjoy glimpses of your husband's past.

After about 30 minutes of reviewing the photo albums, you had only reached halfway through the NCR one when you heard the sound of keys opening the front door.

Focusing on the voices, you recognized your husbands, you had been eagerly anticipated their return. Myriam had only prepared food for the children, so you had patiently waited for Jamil to arrive and treat you to his delicious cooking.

As the two men entered, shedding coats and shoes, you overheard Kalim sharing a laugh about his workday. At least one of you three found joy in the challenges of being successful merchants.

“Well hello there, what's a lovely lady like yourself doing all alone tonight?” Jamil greeted, wrapping his arms around your shoulders and planting a kiss on the crook of your neck.

‘Such a flirt,’ you mused to yourself, even after years of marriage, he still seized every opportunity to hit on you—an aspect not everyone would expect given his usual demeanor. “Nothing too special, my good sir. Just indulging in the pleasure of walking down memory lane,” you replied, gesturing to the open photo album on your lap.

"Mhm, I see," he responds, while your other husband explores the elegant box. Pulling out one of the albums that you didn't contribute to, he opens it and flips to the first page. Sporting a broad grin, he exclaims, "Man, this brings me back!"

After giving a glance at which album Kalim had chosen, Jamil nods in agreement. "Sure does, though I did hate you when those pictures were taken."

"That's so mean, Jamil!" Kalim protests.

"What can I say? You were quite the annoying and demanding kid. I'm glad Omar didn't completely take after you with that one." He sneakers and Kalim whines as a responds. Though it ends with both of them lightly laughing.

It's true that Jamil and Kalim once had a conflicting relationship, but after working through their dynamics, they became good friends and, subsequently, lovers.

It all began as a sort of love triangle after the winter break of your first and their second year. Kalim confessed to Jamil that he had fallen for you, not realizing that Jamil had been harboring feelings for you for quite some time. But instead of brushing off his emotions for the sake of the Al-Asim family as he had previously done, Jamil candidly admitted to Kalim that he also liked you and wouldn't back down just because Kalim felt the same.

A friendly competition ensued, as they vied for your attention by outdoing each other whenever you were present. ‘You had trouble with a certain topic in class? Jamil would help you out.’ (1 point for Jamil). ‘You wanted new stationary because the ones Crowley had provided were on their last lives, Kalim would get them for you, gold or silver encrusted? Your pick.’ (1 point for Kalim). And so on.

However, it did happen that the ever-clumsy Kalim would unintentionally disrupted Jamil's plans, such as on the before Halloween night. Jamil had prepared meticulously to ask you to the Halloween dance, crafting a special gift.

With the assisted by the ‘unexpectedly benevolent at that moment’ Professor Crewel, he concocted a bouquet of everlasting sparkling flowers. Perfecting the potion applied to the plants, creating a handcrafted card, and embroidering a sweet message on the ribbon that would tie it all up, took considerable time. Considering his responsibilities as vice housewarden, club duties, and student work, he may or may not have sacrificed a significant amount of sleep for those flowers, but despite the sleepless nights that took some toll on his health, he believed it was worth it for the girl he loved. Because ‘Hey, what’s a couple hours of missed beauty sleep when we’re taking about making happy the future love of you life!’

Everything was set to be flawless – he was impeccably dressed in his uniform, almost done with his hair, just a bouquet delivery away from asking you out. ‘Simple, right?’

However, what Jamil hadn't anticipated was that, despite Kalim growing up surrounded by gold and precious gems, he still acted like a magpie drawn to anything shiny. Walking through the scarabia hallways, Kalim noticed the slightly ajar door to Jamil's room and, feeling the urge to close it, approached. ‘He didn’t want people going in to his friend jamil’s room with his consent!’ after all.

Though, his concern for people entering Jamil's room without his agreement didn't seem to extend to himself. After seeing light reflect on something through the door’s opening, he entered, consequently spotting the beautiful sparkling bouquet on the vice housewarden's desk and couldn't resist getting a closer look.

As Jamil returned to the room, Kalim, in a reflex, hid the flowers behind himself to cover the fact that he had touched something he shouldn't have.

Obviously, Jamil immediately noticed the bouquet behind the white-haired boy; with around 100 flowers, it couldn't be easily concealed. As he was about to ask for the flowers, Jamil took a noticed to something in peculiar – Kalim was remarkably close to the desk, espagnol with the flowers behind his back. That's when it dawned on him: Kalim was currently crushing the flowers.

Seizing Kalim by the shoulder and reclaiming the flowers, Jamil couldn't help but observe the crushed petals that now marred the majority of the bouquet. As Kalim acknowledged the dire state of the plants, he looked at Jamil with a face full of guilt.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I just wanted to get a better look, and then you surprised me-" Kalim began.

"Oh, so now it's my fault? My fault you came into my room without asking, and it's my fault you touched something that didn't belong to you? Do you even know what these were for? I worked so hard to make them look that way! But now they're ruined!" Jamil emphasized, throwing the bouquet on the ground.

Now grabbing Kalim by his collar, Jamil continued, "They were for me to ask Y/N to the dance. I spent so much time trying to make them look perfect, something you wouldn't understand since you probably would've just bought something instead of taking the time to make it. You just ruin everything. Shit, you make me so fucking angry!"

The sudden yank on Kalim's collar caused him to stumble backward, landing on the edge of the desk, his legs still firmly planted on the ground. He yelped softly in surprise as he felt Jamil's breath hot against his neck, and a shiver ran down his spine at the combination of anger and... something else? Maybe it was just the closeness that made him tremble.

"L-Look I’m sorry," he managed to choke out between ragged breaths. "Please forgive Jamil, I-I didn’t mean too."

However, Jamil's grip tightened further, pulling him closer until their bodies were flush against each other. Their faces were mere centimeters apart now, and Jamil's eyes bore into Kalim's like daggers. Despite his rage, there was an underlying heat burning brightly in his eyes, threatening to consume both of them.

Without warning, Jamil leaned forward, crushing their lips together full of madness. His tongue forced its way past Kalim's surprised lips, seeking entry into his mouth. His hands moved up to cup Kalim's face, holding him in place as he deepened the kiss.

Finally breaking the kiss, “What the hell,”Tsk, “Shit! I don’t know what came over me, I was just so mad and-“ Jamil began rambling but is cut off when an audibles “fuck” came out of Kamil’s lips.

“Did you just say fuck?” Jamil question,

“You just kissed me and that’s what you’re worried about!” Kalim retorts.

“You’re right, sorry, I’m sorry. Let’s just forget about this and never speak of it a-“ Jamil starts again,

“Wanna do it again?” Kalim cuts off once more.

Meanwhile you patiently waited at the location Jamil had texted you, but after 45 minutes of silence and Jamil not responding to your texts, you decided to take matters into your own hands.

You weren't about to get stood up, no matter how pretty the motherfucker was. Heading straight to Scarabia ready for any excuse or so you thought. What you didn't anticipate was walking into both of your crushes making out on Jamil's bed.

They were so absorbed in each other that they hadn't noticed your presence in the room. To break their entrancement, you casually remarked, "Hot." Seeing the two guys you admire in appearance and personality, kissing and grabbing at each other was an undeniably attractive sight.

However, that your words did break their moment. Pulling away, Jamil spoke from under Kalim, "Um, hey, how's it going, Y/N?"

"Don't 'Y/N' me, Jamil. You texted me to meet you in front of the Seven's statues because you had something important to tell me. Then you don't show up and ignore all my texts. Now, if you want to continue your make-out session with Kalim, I'd suggest you promptly spit out what you wanted to tell me," you sternly replied, perhaps a bit too harsh. Despite your initial reaction, you quickly faced the reality that if they liked each other, you couldn't be with either of them and that hurt you. Or so you thought until their next words.

"Oh, well, the thing was that I wanted to ask you to the dance, but the bouquet I made for you kinda went south," he said, looking at the smushed gift on the floor. Following his gaze, you discovered the beautifully sparkling yet crushed flowers at your feet.

"So wait—why are you making out with Kalim if you were going to ask me out? I get the idea of going as friends, but the bouquet is a bit over the top for situations like that." You point out.

"No, it's not. Shit, it's hard to explain," he paused and collected himself, with Kalim now seated beside him.

"So, what happened is that I was going to ask you out as my date, in a romantic type of way. But Kalim accidentally ruined my gift, and that got me so angry, then we kind of just started making out. So I guess I also like Kalim in addition to you," Jamil explained.

"I'm confused as fuck... so let me get this clear, you like me, but you also like Kalim, and he's okay with it," you remarked.

"Yeah, I mean, I also like you. So it's kinda better if he also does," Kalim replied.

"Wait— You also like me?" you questioned.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, I know this is sort of really weird, and it's totally fine if you don't reciprocate our feelings. I totally get it. You are in no obligation to do so," Jamil says to you.

"You're right, I'm not obligated to do so," you paused, making their hearts stop. The rollercoaster of emotions from anger and anxiety to hot and bother to finally feeling rejected was a bit too much to handle in such a short amount of time. But your next words brought peace to their hearts and minds. "But, would it be weird if I were to admit that I also liked the two of you?"

"At this point, not at all," Jamil replied.

"So is it okay if I join your make-out sesh?" you asked.

"Of course!" Kalim exclaimed, grabbing your wrist and, consequently, throwing you onto the bed with the two of them.

And that's how the three of you began your relationship.

Now back to the present,

The three of you had migrated to your Shaftland(Alaskan) king-sized bed, with you positioned between the two. You were all in pyjamas by now, you in shorts and a t-shirt. Currently, you were flipping through the album Kalim had picked up.

"Oh, and this was the first picture we took after I realized you were a guy," Kalim said, pointing at a photo of the two of them studying as children.

"Wait, you thought Jamil was a girl?" you questioned.

"Well, I did at first. He was really pretty as a kid and had nice long hair, though, I guess he still is," he said with a giggle. You looked at your other husband for confirmation, half-expecting Kalim to be playfully trying to confuse you. However, Jamil nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, apparently he did for the longest time. We got introduced at four, and during the span of 6 years, he thought I was a chick," he explained.

“So how did he find out you weren't?" you asked.

"One day, he dragged me out in the rain to play a game of ball. I tried to tell him that we couldn't, but he wouldn't budge. After about half an hour, I finally convinced him to come back in to avoid both of us getting a cold. I had prepared a bath for both of us to use, but, of course, it had to be kept a secret. I couldn't let anyone know I might have let Kalim get sick. So once the bath was ready, I began to strip. My shirt was halfway off when he started rambling about taking responsibility as the honorable son of the Al-Asim family and marrying me after seeing me indecently. I just stared at him for a couple of minutes, in shock, and then corrected him about my gender. The looks he gave me were like I had just turned his whole world upside down," Jamil explained.

"Well, it felt like you did back then," Kalim commented with a huff.

"I guess props to Kalim for wanting to do the 'decent thing' and marry you," you said with a snicker.

"Ha, ha, really funny," Jamil replied sarcastically.

"In the end, it did happen, though," Kalim said, somewhat of a marvel in his eyes.

"True, maybe 10-year-old Kalim had fortune-telling abilities. You never know," you said.

"For some reason, I strongly doubt that," Jamil retorted.

You soon turned to the album filled with pictures of the three of you. As you examined the images, a hint of insecurity crept in.

"I wish I still looked like that, being 16 and beautiful," you expressed, but that didn't sit well with your husbands, not at all.

"Babes, what are you talking about! You're literally so beautiful, like really beautiful. I mean it," Kalim reassured.

"Yes, he's right. You’ll always be gorgeous," agreed Jamil, wrapping his arm around your frame.

"And besides, nobody could ever compare to you," added Kalim with a wink.

Your face gets warmer at their compliments, feeling a little better but still you couldn't shake off the nagging doubt in your mind. You knew they meant well, but sometimes it was hard not to compare yourself to your younger self or to other woman in general.

"Thanks you two, really, I appreciate it," you managed to say softly, trying to sound more confident than you actually were.

Kalim leaned in closer, nuzzling his nose into your neck and whispering hot breath against your sensitive skin. "I love how you smell so sweet," he muttered before trailing kisses down your neckline, leaving marks along the way.

Jamil followed suit, nipping at your earlobes and sucking lightly on them before moving downwards towards your cleavage. His hands traced slow circles around your waist, teasingly brushing against your sensitive flesh.

You gasp softly, arching your back into their touch, unable to resist their advances. Your heart raced faster than usual, thumping wildly against your chest as anticipation built up inside of you.

You felt your shorts being unfastened one by one, exposing your body to your husband’s hungry gazes. You closed your eyes, savoring the anticipation building up inside. Your breath hitched as you felt Kalim's warm fingertips teasingly tracing along your thighs, brushing against against sensitive flesh before dipping slightly lower towards your wet panties.

Lifting your shirt, his tongue traced circles around your nipples, sucking and licking each one until they stood erect and hardened.

Jamil's hands moved higher up your body, cupping your breasts in his large palms, massaging them roughly yet tenderly. His thumb played with your nipples, teasing them mercilessly while his lips found yours, claiming their own passionate kiss. Their tongues tangled together, exploring every crevice of each other's mouths as he continued to fondle your chest.

As things escalated further, both men began to undress themselves, revealing their cocks straining against their boxers. You could feel your pussy growing increasingly hotter and more lubricated at the sight of their hardened members, yearning for the moment they would finally fuck you. You moaned, your voice trembling with desire and need.

Kalim moved between your legs, spreading them wider apart before leaning down to nibble on your sensitive inner thighs. His hot breath fanned across your wet pussy lips, making goosebumps rise on your sensitive skin. "I want to taste you," he croaked against your panties, his hands gripping tightly onto your thighs. He did become ‘pushy’ then his usual self when it came to sex.

Before you could respond, he yanked down your underwear, exposing your pussy to his hungry mouth. He groaned deeply, savoring the scent of your arousal filling his nose. His tongue darted out, tracing slow circles around your entrance before exploring your hole, lapping up every drop of your dripping arousal. You cried out in pleasure, your body trembling as waves of pleasure washed over your.

Jamil stop you momentarily to change the position, now under you, with your back against his chest, hands spreading your thighs, his member now pressing against your entrance. With one swift motion, he thrust himself inside her tight hole, stretching her walls wide open. You gasped at the feeling, meanwhile Kalim returned to devouring your pretty pussy.

"You taste so fucking good, baby," Kalim muttered hoarsely between licks and sucks, his tongue darting in and out of your wet entrance. His fingers continued to tease your sensitive spots, finding just the right rhythm to send shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your body.

Jamil grunted deeply, thrusting faster now, his cock stretching your tight channel even further, filling you up completely. He reached down to play with one of your nipples, pinching it gently before twisting it roughly. "That's it, take all of me, my slutty little wife"

Your moans turned into high-pitched whimpers as they both relentlessly attacked every inch of your body. Your walls clamped tightly around Jamil's cock, milking him for more while you ended up squirting onto Kalim's face. The mixed flavors of their combined arousal only served to fuel their lustful hunger.

“Oh god, yes," you moaned, your voice breaking with pleasure. You felt so full, yet so empty at the same time. Your pussy clenched tightly around his thick shaft, milking him as he began to move faster and harder, slamming into your core repeatedly. Meanwhile Kalim had broke away to focus on his own erection, soon placing himself in your mouth and facefucking you. You didn’t protest, he had been so good to you, ‘so why not let him have his fun?’

"Shit, you’re so beautiful Y/N," stated Jamil, his hips moving in sync with Kalim's thrusting rhythm. You could feel yourself nearing orgasm once more, your body trembling in anticipation of release.

"Fuck, ‘it’s to much!" you cried out against your husband’s cock, though it came out as a mumble, in addition your voice was already hoarse from their passionate lovemaking. Your pleasing noises only served to fuel their lust even more, pushing them closer to climax together. You and Jamil being the first to finish, he slightly thrusted into to ride out your high.

Kalim was watching the two of you like a hawk, throwing his head back in ecstasy as he relished in the sounds you made. He soon reached his own breaking point, moving back to his original position to finish on your pussy and stomach.

After a couple minutes of heavy breathing,

"This was fantastic," Kalim remarks between breaths.

"Yeah, it was. By the way, are you still taking the pill?" Jamil asks, turning to face you.

"Oh, no. I forgot I was on a break from it," you say, a bit alarmed.

"Well, looks like Aisha and Omar might have some potential siblings on the way," Kalim says with a giggle.

"Ha ha, real funny," you respond sarcastically.

"I mean, it's not that bad of an idea," Jamil suggests.

"Okay, less thinking about more kids, and more thinking of showering now. I am beat and sweaty," you say.

"Yes, ma'am," the two of them say in unison.

And that’s how your night ended.

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Consider: Leona, Trey and Kalim are having sex with the reader (separately and preferably male insert) and they say something weird in the heat of the moment that causes the reader to start laughing so hard that they have to stop so he can compose himself

HERE WE GO ANON, THIS TOOK LONGER THAN IT SHOULD HAVE BUT I FINISHED IT. Warning; my terrible sense of humor and shrek reference

Male reader insert!

MDNI 18+ ONLY

1.8 K words!

This would be the only time I write in a male reader for like now guys

Trey Clover: Listen here, Trey is a sexy man. Man has those firm arms, he's a baker, he's so patient, he has those daddy vibes and really fuck put a ring on this man. However, what you can appreciate the most about him is his hands. The hands that are strong, reliable and warm. A bit rough, but feels good as it drags down your skin when he’s fucking you. Sometimes having hot sex with Trey ends up with you getting stuffed in a pantry closet, locked with Trey having the key so no one can come in, but you can still hear the running of feet from the other card soldiers and it adds more to the thrill of getting caught.

Right now, you’re trying to keep your moaning quiet as Trey pumps your leaking cock in this agonizingly slow pace. His lips over your own, in a bruising kiss, your shirt already half open with hickies spread across your chest. You groan into his mouth, when he sucks on your tongue, he swipes his thumb over the leaking slit playing with it, that makes you see stars. You weren’t sure how you two started this tryst, but you weren’t going to stop it, nope, not when Trey’s taking such good care of you.

You’re putty in his hands, the Vice dorm leader pulls his mouth off of you to your displeasure, only to come back pressing kisses down your throat. You groan, when he sucks the pulse, running his tongue over it, you pick up the pace of your thrusts in his hand and you’re so close-! The sensitive sensation of his other hand fondling your balls, pushing up the excitement of being able to cum. Ragged gasps escape you, biting back a loud groan that threatens to out you both to the card soldiers, but with every touch, every scrape of his teeth, it becomes harder to stop it. Before you can chase the heat that began to build up, Trey slows his pace again laughing a bit when you cursed him.

“Shh, not too loud love,” he chuckles, his eyes shining with a smirk that made you want to bite him,” can’t have them find out that quick.”

You would’ve been louder about his betrayal if it wasn’t for the fact some freshmen ran past the door. The flicker of the faint light that seeped into the pantry, passing over Trey highlighting the dusty red covering his cheeks, the stray beads of sweat that dripped down him, his lips looked a bit swollen from the long kisses, he looked delicious. Your hands that were clutching onto his shoulders dragged down his arms, caressing the sides of his hip, he hums content when you rub circles down the line of his hips. So close to your goal before his hand stopped you, Trey shakes his head,"Someone's excited, heh, tell me love…"

Trey leans closer to you stopping the pumps to your cock, the poor thing swollen and ready to burst, so close you felt like you were burning when he pressed against your cheek. "Do I make you horny baby?". And like a fucking record your brain scratched itself into a hazy memory of a british accent of Mike Meyers and thick glasses. No, no noooo, it’s too fucking much, you’re trying not to fucking laugh, cry over the idea but taking one glance at Trey’s thick glasses pushes you over. Poor Trey, standing in a dark hot closet with your dick in his hand while you lose it over Austin damn Power.

“Eh? Y/N? Y/N, was it something I said?”

Trey chose the worst timing ever to say that to you and honestly babe I can’t blame you.

He’s gonna have to muffle your laughter since you’re both in a pantry, and he has your dick in his hand with his own hard on ready to go.

Would find it funny when you get to explain the references to him, and Austin Powers accent wasn’t what offended Trey, nope that was his teeth. You regret showing him Austin Sexy Powers, Trey went on to discuss the matters of teeth health and it’s been four hours already.

I love how terrible of a poet Trey could ever be, the line “like onions you have layers-” was used once after and you never recovered enough to fuck Trey.

Kalim Al Asim: Kalim loves titties in general, as long as it's on you,. There I said it. JUST UGH LISTEN HE REALLY LIKES THEM. HE LIKES RESTING HIS HEAD THERE TITTY SOFT AND WARM.

Bouncing Kalim on your cock, your thighs slapping his ass with every bounce. Kalim whimpering in your ear, he’s clinging onto you, nails digging into your skin, his face buried into your neck. He lets out little gasps that escape with a particular hard thrust, urging you to pound harder into him, hitting his prostate. The Al Asim heir lets out a guttural groan, his cock leaking between you two rubbing his precum against your stomach, his voice hitching trying to string noises together to say your name. You couldn’t get enough of this, Kalim’s so vocal, you’re pretty glad Kalim had thought ahead and the room soundproof for tonight– else you might have to deal with a sleepless glaring Jamil in the morning. You want to kiss Kalim stupid devour his moans, but you don’t want to miss his sobbing messy voice.

“(Y-),...ugh mmm..ah-h (Y-Yah-),” Kalim’s voice breaks, his mouth nipping your neck as he tries to speak. He grinds into you, a mindless action, your hand roams up his thigh to squeeze his ass,”S-Sevens, I-I !”

“Come on, my pretty gem, say my name,” You encourage him, kissing his hot cheeks, your sweet boyfriend tries but you’re pretty mean, taking his poor neglected member into your hand, stroking him with his own precum, feeling Kalim’s pretty cock throb from the attention. Kalim babbling at this point, hands sliding down your body, trying to ground himself, throwing his head back with loud pants. Kalim can’t help but bury himself into your chest, trying to suffocate himself with them.

He can’t help but think you’re so close to splitting him in half, his lover is so kind to him!

His hands run down your shoulders and to your chest, grazing at the hard peaks. He plucks at them, squeezing your chest enjoying himself until you lightly squeeze his cock back making him pinch them hard in response. He tries to say your name, what seems to sound like a slurred, “Yooouuu–,” ends up coming out as ,”Moooo.”

You stop for a second, brain trying to catch Kalim's little mishap, you try to keep your lips shut but your mouth is twitching violently. You burst out laughing, clutching onto Kalim as your laughter keeps going.

“Wha-? Y/N?”

Poor Kalim’s orgasm has to wait now, you have to calm down first. It dawned on Kalim what he had just said and the heir started to laugh with you. Now the issue is that Kalim's laughter is infectious!

So now you’re both laughing messes and it’s a brutal loop every time you calm down you make eye contact and start the whole process again.

At some point you were able to stop laughing your hearts out, you’re still inside Kalim and Kalim’s hands are still groping your chest. Oh well, if he’s willing to moo at you, gotta make sure to fill him up with every last drop.

Honestly, Kalim has the fastest recovery from fun to having sexy times again.

Leona Kingscholar:

I want you all to know how hard it was not to make Spongebob jokes for every single one of these.

If there is anything you can say that rings true in Twisted Wonderland is that, everyone needs therapy, magic is your way home, and Leona Kingscholar is a beautiful man no matter what he's dressed as. That last specifically because the noise of the numerous belt buckles of his pirate costume clicks when it becomes undone in your hands, crashing onto the wooden planks. He’s fucking gorgeous and he’s yours.

The night ended from all the chaos, and now here you were bent over rails of the ship in the empty coliseum, getting stuffed by the large cock of your boyfriend. The flimsy fabric of your costume is torn, no thanks to him, with your poor cock hard and bouncing with every jolt of pleasure as Leona thrusts into you. You want to jack off so bad to this, the way Leona presses down on you, keeping your wrists pinned above your head as he bites down on the back of your neck enough to break skin, but not hard enough to hurt you too badly. You cried out, the pain ebbing into the pleasure when he licked up the faint blood that came out. You feel the veins of his cock in you, you shut your eyes enjoying the feeling of his cock pulsing in you. A groan escapes you, a bit of drool falls down your chin when he hits the fucking right spot that has you shaking, knees ready to buckle if it wasn’t for Leona’s arm that slipped under your waist to hold you. “Ahh-!”

“What’s that, prefect?” Leona mummers into your neck,” say it louder, I don’t think I can hear your little cries.”

“Fuuuuck,” you bite out, the wind cooling your burning cheeks, you press your head down groaning as Leona steady thrusts, the deep rumble in his chest as he enjoys the hot tightness that pulls him in. Wanting him deeper in you, deep to have the soft barbs of his beast cock rub your walls, you hook your leg behind him, letting him sink deeper in, making you both groan. The floorboards became wet with a puddle of pre cum you were leaking.

You were a mess and Leona felt nothing but a fondness at your cries.

“H-Hah! So the little prefect wanted more?” Leona laughed, voice straining as his thrusts became sloppier, in his haze his words slip out more loosely taking a playful tone,”You know what a pirates biggest desire?”

“MMm?” was your reply.

Leona smacks your ass,”That booty~!”

Leona had to hold you as you fucking burst into laughter at his joke. He stares into the empty area with a regretful face as you smack the mast harder in your attempts to calm yourself.

Leona hates terrible puns with a passion; ever since Farena became a father that’s all he made, but this time he finally decided to make one now of all times and this is what he gets for being funny.

You think he’s gonna stop and give you time to recover from that terrible joke? No, hoe, he’s gonna dick you down and get rid of that joke from your mind by doing it.

Never bring it up again, it’s the fastest way to having a large hand print on your ass.

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cvlutos · 1 year

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OUR FAIRYTALE ENDING

✡︎ May.09.2023 | 2.3K| Commissioned by @starstruckcaptain

✡︎ Yandere! Kalim A. | Fem!Reader

✡︎ Synopsis: It started with a simple fairy tale, the devolved into a obbesassion, the became an illness. One that has no true cure.

“A true love kiss that seals is binding. Ties to lovers together. No matter the odds.”

— Childhood Fairy Tale

The thick pages of the large hard-covered book are heavy in his small hands, placed heavily in his lap, as his wide garnet red eyes dart quickly across the old, yellowed pages, reading the old fading ink. He hears the gentle rustling of wind that dances through wooden wind chimes, creating gentle clattering as he focuses on the pages. Lips a gap in utter awe with the old fairy tale.

The young heir is tucked away in a dimly lit corner of the ancient library, sitting crisscross beneath a dust-covered wooden desk, using a long wax candle, placed upon a golden hand-held candlestick, using the gentle orange flame to light the small corner of where he sat and give him the ability to see. Still dressed in his silk pajamas and barefoot as he sits upon the plush velvet cushion, one that he dragged from his bedroom with the help of his faithful servant and closest friend, Jamil Viper, who has currently disappeared somewhere in the library, though Kalim, knows he’s always near.

He always is.

Yet that isn't what the young heir cares for, not at this moment. He wants to fall in love like the prince in his story does. Who is so kind and sweet, who gives to the poor, who sees the good in everyone. The prince in his tale showers his love in gold and jewels, and dances within sunlit days and cool moonlit nights away. Who holds them close and seals their love with a kiss. Yes, this is what he desires more than anything.

To get married to his own love. To his princess.

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“Shall I have you for all my own! Yes, I shall slay dragons, fight demons, and save you for all you are! Because I love you! And what is stronger than love?"

— Childhood Fairy Tale

“Do you think soulmates exist?”

Kalim walks along the towered wall, arms outstretched as he balances, placing one foot in front of the other, with Jamil by his side, holding the young heir’s belongings as they walk around the large vibrant courtyard, wasting time before Kalim's next school lesson, which is history. One of Kalim's least favorite, since the tutor is quite rude.

The large grassy courtyard is filled with unique plants--ranging from distant flowers, that fill the air with a rich fragrant aroma, and lush green bushes that hid colorful berries, to elegant and giving fruit trees, that Kalim occasionally takes from, filling his stomach with fresh oranges and plums.

“I don't see why they don't exist.” Jamil’s answer is simple, honest—like he hadn't bothered to think about it more than a mere moment, allowing Kalim to indulge in his fantasies, while he focused on making sure Kalim didn't topple off the stone wall and hurt himself. Which he knows Kalim wouldn't care about, wanting to immediately visit the palace doctor, desiring to be spoiled and given a handful of sweet candy for listening so well. Obviously trying to avoid the stern history tutor. While Jamil knows the doctor will send him to be scolded by his parents for being so careless about the young successor's health.

Which is something Jamil would rather avoid.

Charcoal grey eyes occasionally glance over, watching the heir’s feet skip and balance on the wall, occasionally wobbling, which nearly gave the young retainer a heart attack.

“I wonder where my soulmate is! She just has to be thinking about me!”

Not paying attention to Jamil's clear nervousness and annoyance with constantly having to divide his attention, Kalim continues hopping and bounding along the old wall carelessly. White hair shifting in the mild breeze as the loose clothing he wore sways and is pulled by the wind. Earning a delighted laugh from the young successor follows the wind’s pull, carelessly falling off the wall in one fluid motion. Jamil’s face pales as he rushes to the other side, jumping over the fence, still carrying the heavy school bag. Watching Kalim lay on his back, unphased as he lands in plush grass. Staring up at the bright blue sky, arms spread out gaily.

“And when we met Jamil! I'll give her the sweetest kiss! Then we’ll get married!”

Jamil bites his tongue and merely nods in return, gently placing the bag on the ground, taking the moment to sit in the shade of the stone wall, listening to Kalim laugh away. Letting the young heir to the Asim Family have his daydreams. Cause eventually, he will be saddled with reality, a harsh reality.

Even Kalim Al-Asim is not untouchable to the world of arranged marriages.

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“Even in your faults of delusion. I shall cherish you—clear your mind of horrors and love you eternally.”

— Childhood Fairy Tale

The pen scratches along the paper, held by a shaky hand that moves across the page, quickly and frantically. Barely aware of what he writes, but knowing he has to write down what he remembers of his dream. A dream so vivid that it seemed real—that it was real. His milky white hair was in complete disarray, with drool decorating the side of his lips, and sweat coating his skin. The cool desert air does little to cool him, as the windows remain open, giving a clear view of the bright full moon that barely illuminates his pages. He can barely see, barely make out the words he writes messily, still in a half-sleep daze, but he needs to remember.

It’s late in the night, and he's awake before either Jamil or any of the other numerous servants checked on him, eager to serve every whim and need. While only the two guards were stationed outside his door possibly awake, but quite unaware of the quiet rambles of the heir, who drew a messy portrait of the woman in his dream. He sits upon the plushness of his bed, with a leather-bound journal in his lap, filled with other dreams of this same woman and stories that were written poorly but stories he adores that speak of you and him.

You have filled his life unlike any other.

Kalim dreamed of a pretty woman with pretty eyes. A woman that loved him, that desired him, heart and soul. That threw herself into his arms and held him so desperately. Cupping his face and whispering over and over and over how much she loved him. How she'd wait forever and ever and ever for him. Those dreams would matter less once they met.

The brain is a cruel thing.

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“If you do not love me, then I accept that your feelings are your own. But I cannot deny mine, my pure feelings of want! I will love you. Forever.”

— Childhood Fairy Tale

There’s slight worry in his ways, a slight obsession that fills Kalim, as he turns woman after woman away, only holding eyes for one and giving no other a chance. Holding out for the woman he loves and loves him in return.

Still, kindness is etched into his being, rejecting each in utter honesty, speaking of why he cannot love them. Each woman leaves with nothing but understanding, that leaves with the feeling of rejection... Dull.

Leaves each to hope and to find love in one who's as devoted as he, as Kalim speaks of nothing but his true love. As his presence alone emits such devotion and passion with great fervor that you would think that his love was real.

That all he speaks was truth. That this mysterious woman was real—and she is. To him.

Jamil is the only one aware of the truth, the only one aware that Kalim lives within his own lies—within his own delusions.

Yet he keeps such thoughts to himself.

Allowing the young heir to ramble on and on, to speak endlessly about his beautiful, enchanting lover, to show sketch after sketch and mourn that he could never recreate her beauty, but once he found her, he would know immediately. Jamil says nothing, merely sits, and watches Kalim flip through his journal, page after page filled with nothing but her, her, her.

A Her without a name.

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Night Raven College does nothing to curve his growing obsession. To stomp out this flame that burns and festers within his chest.

"I had another dream."

Jamil tries to keep his placated look, only sharing a brief look behind him, watching garnet eyes look utterly lovesick. Remembering not of his outbursts that follow after he awakes from his dreams—dreams that have Kalim waking up screaming—sobbing his eyes out in pain as if he was being stabbed and ripped apart. Screams that frighten the other dormmates, as their housewarden wakes up covered in sweat, tossing off his blankets and pillows in mass hysteria. While others desperately call and usher Jamil into the room. Who forces the others out as he holds Kalim onto the large bed, forcing his body to go limp from exhaustion. Sobs turning into faint mumbles, silently wailing about how badly he needs them, how he could die from the simple pain of being far from them, and how fate keeps them apart.

"It hurts," he cries, it hurts that he can't be with his love. Eyes fluttering close. After so many years, it's so painful to dream. Nights that force Jamil to remain by his side, forced to console his "friend" who doesn't want kind words but merely wants her.

And in the mornings, it is no better.

With Jamil ushered his heir awake, gently shaking his shoulders, waiting for Kalim to open his eyes—to open his eyes to the waking world. Only for him to throw tantrums, sobbing and begging for Jamil to let him go back. To let him her. "Please, let me see her. Please", Kalim sobs, body limp as Jamil practically drags him from bed.

Kalim wants to spend his days in his fantasy only.

His retainer does well to avoid the topics of love and dreaming, doing well to keep Kalim, for the most occupied with anything else. Leaving no time for Kalim to think about her--you--for a moment.

Yet sometimes this obsession seeps through the cracks. Slipping past the several walls Jamil has built to keep him sane.

Kalim's voice is a whisper amongst the sea of people, walking side by side with Jamil, who carries his and the heir's bag with a tepid look, more focused on navigating through the many students and not be late to their next class. Wanting Kalim to do anything but speak about you.

Kalim doesn't notice his friend's disinterest, used to Jamil's silent air, and far too deep in his mind, far too in love with the idea he has built.

He continues talking.

“But this time it wasn't in the courtyard, but the school gardens.” There’s an optimistic tone in his voice, one that makes Jamil sick. He says nothing, as Kalim walks with a certain breeze in his step as he moves, unconcerned by the weird glances he got as the two glid through the crowd, a delighted smile upon his face. Jamil gives a short hum, letting Kalim know he was somewhat listening, which Kalim believed was highly important. Jamil had to listen, and he had to absolutely like his lover, and care for her as his retainer cares for him.

Which is something Jamil has heard numerous times, from long-time friends to distant guests he was sure that Kalim would never see again. And under any other circumstances, Jamil would give a blunt ‘Absolutely. A friend of yours is a dear friend of mine’, with a deep bow, while easily lying through his teeth with a faux sweet tone, something that Kalim would believe without any worry.

Yet this time, Kalim was serious.

Garnet eyes were unmoving, and lips pressed together, sitting more poised like a ruler--like a king that deserved respect. Kalim was not asking, nor making a random comment nor gesture of goodwill. He was demanding that Jamil swear it--swear upon his oath that he made to Kalim since the day he was born. To vow that he would care for his love.

Forcing Jamil to not see him as an overly innocent man who was hopelessly in love, but as the next heir of the Al-Asim Family who had found his future bride. He, whose word is absolute. And Jamil did, pressing his forehead to the cold marble ground, swearing upon his life to care for her. And after a moment, Kalim was satisfied, returning back to his carefree self a moment later.

“Jamil… She said she was here. Waiting for me to find her.”

Kalim stops, the halls clearing slowly. His gaze stares out into the school courtyard below, standing silently in the open stone halls, wind rustling through his hair as he gathers his thoughts before the large open windows. His hand clutches the ends of his shirt with nothing but a grin.

A chill runs along Jamil’s spine, staring at Kalim with unrevealing eyes, lips pressed together as he gives a firm nod. Inching to move as he watches garnet eyes fill with something unlike him while searching his retainer’s before frowning.

“You don't seem happy—”

“I am.” Jamil’s words are quick, watching the dark look unfamiliar look disappear quickly, his smile automatically returns. Unable to hide his happiness nor remain still, he practically lunges onto his closest friend with a tight hug, squeezing tightly.

“You’ll help me find her…” Kalim speaks, but he follows with a gentle sigh and a headshake, “I know you will.” It’s a command. One that isn't forceful, nor threatening, but an expectation.

Jamil is his servant after all.

“Of course, I will.”

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demonichikikomori · 3 months

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Romantiq

EVENT PIECE

Kalim al Asim x GN!AFAB!Reader Word Count: 1.8k+ Tags: Phone Sex

Art by ttthasyu on Twitter!

People say he's so pure... Please, his dad gave him like twenty siblings that young man is going to crack you open like a buttered up lobster tail. Thank you for voting in my Devil's Tarot again! I use that event when I feel overwhelmed with ideas so I really appreciate you guys helping. I hope you enjoy!

SUMMARY:

While spending some alone time in Ramshackle, you texted back and forth with Kalim. It was late and you were finally winding down for the day. And when he prepares to send you a funny video on MagiCam, he copy and pasted the wrong link...

You laid in bed while scrolling through your phone, Grim was asleep downstairs on the couch and you didn’t have the heart to wake him up for bedtime with you. It was reaching the midnight hour as you sent another silly video to Kalim. The two of you had been texting back and forth since you made it back to Ramshackle once classes ended for the day. And that was hours ago.

The texts never fell dry, never awkward. It was always fun when you talked with him over text or even over call. Kalim would often send you links to MagiCam posts he liked. Usually it was a meme or cute video. You of course would send one back.

Over the last half hour, his messages began to slow down, and you assumed he was getting tired. You didn’t mind, and he knew that. When he was ready to sleep, he was always the first to wish you goodnight with a long string of emojis. Kalim laughed in response to the short video you sent, he prepared to send another back to you.

[Kalim]: Look at this one! Let's try it sometime!

[Kalim]: ★⌒ヽ(●’､＾●)

You opened the link that appeared to have no preview image with a soft smile. Tonight, the post was something you were sure he didn’t mean to share with you. And you wondered if this was why his messages began to slow down. With wide eyes and burning cheeks you choked down a gasp. It was a MagiCam post, but it was from a ‘certain side’ of the platform that was always under the radar. The account name was just ‘Nutmeg’ and it was a video of a gorgeous young woman smirking at the screen. Her hair was a reddish-brown, pulled back into a ponytail as she admired a man’s erection who was only visible from the waist down. She bobbed her head slowly and elegantly, her violet eyes flicking from the camera to the man who’s strong, bulky thighs wouldn’t stop quivering. You prepared mentally in how to respond to the video link Kalim had sent until the next roll of texts came flooding in.

[Kalim]: WGAKSFJAHAL

[Kalim]: IMSO SORTY

[Kalim]: SORRY*

[Kalim]: PLEASE FORGET YOU SAW THAT PLEASWE!!!!!!!!!!!!

You could practically see him pacing around his room in a panicked state. How he would be collapsing on his floor in shame with his face in his palms. You didn’t think Kalim had a single bone in his body that would cause him to watch videos like this. Especially the raunchier ones you could only find on the adult side of MagiCam. The girl is super pretty too…

But, Kalim is a guy. And watching these kinds of videos comes with the territory. But you never expected a guy like Kalim to look into stuff like this. He was that pure boy with his head in the clouds and a sunny smile no one could hate. Innocent in every way. To think that he dreamed of things like this… To picture him watching erotic videos with a flushed face and half-lidded eyes… It left you flushed.

[Kalim]: ILL BUY YOU A HOUSE IF YOU FORGIVE ME!!!!!!!!!

The text made you snort as you felt the heat in your face start to fade. It was an accident. You texted back quickly that it was fine, a simple mistake and there was nothing for him to be flustered over. But as you paused over the phone’s keyboard a curiosity began to fill you. You admitted that you watched things like that from time to time as well.

[Kalim]: Well what ones do you watch?

[Kalim]: ………. (///////) ?

[Kalim]: Is that weird to ask!??!?!?!?

It would be weird if it was anyone other than Kalim. You knew Ace and Deuce shared links with each other after a disgusting group chat conversation you didn’t want to be a part of. But maybe it was just different with Kalim? You didn’t feel uncomfortable talking about this with him. Just sheepish.

You responded quickly to say it was fine. You looked away in thought as you recalled videos that stuck out to you, or you often returned to during your alone time. Even going as far as to mention a creator or two you often lurked around. You mentioned that the girl in the video was gorgeous anyway, so you could understand the appeal Kalim saw. Your heart began to pick up speed as you glanced towards the door, then back at your phone while Kalim began texting a response. You decided to ask him if ‘Miss. Nutmeg’ was the only account he liked. It was a teasing question, nothing too serious or inappropriate. But since you shared, you only felt that it was fair for him to do the same.

[Kalim]: I have a few that I like.

[Kalim]: I use an alt MagiCam account to follow them.

[Kalim]: Ill show you!

The next text was a screenshot of an account with a black profile picture. You made mental note of the username ‘coconutzdeep’ and the lack of photos posted to the account. But, the likes and bookmarks weren’t locked. You quickly went to stalk through the treasure trove, looking through the bookmarks with a now burning face. Girls tied up in ribbons, intimate sex in crystal clear pools, lust filled group sex, and lots and lots of oral. You couldn’t imagine Kalim doing any of this with anyone. The more you swiped against your phone screen, a heat began to settle deep within your core. It got stronger the more you realized this was not some faceless stranger’s perverted interests. They were Kalim’s.

[Kalim]: I thought I would be too embarrassed to show you.

[Kalim]: But it feels different now that im doing it! Its okay cause its the two of us!

You agreed. It was different when it was just the two of you. Your hand slipped beneath the covers, pushing the waistband to your pajama pants low on your thighs. You hesitated on the idea of sending Kalim a message saying you were ready for bed as an excuse to slip away from the chats for a quick fingering. But the curiosity came back. It was a different feeling with Kalim. You felt much bolder when talking with him. With your pajama pants now resting mid-thigh, you playfully told Kalim that his bookmarks left you hot and bothered. You’d have to leave him for the rest of the night to take care of yourself. You could feel yourself becoming soaked as you went back to scrolling through the filthy content he had curated on a hidden account. You slid your hand between your thighs, stimulating the pearl of nerves using your middle finger. You wished Kalim was here with you, telling you all of these things in person.

[Kalim]: Is it okay if I call you?

[Kalim]: Right now?

The text sent your thighs snapping around your hand. You felt like he had caught you in the act, even without you telling him what you were doing. But you responded quickly, telling him it was fine. The phone only needed to ring once before you answered and held it up to your ear. Kalim was already breathless on the other end. He said nothing, but you could tell where this could be going. Your body relaxed and you parted your thighs, swiping at the thin sheet of sweat with a soft sigh. “Hey… Can we..?” He trailed off on the other end before nervously stammering. “Y’know… Cause it’s different when it’s the two of us but… I think it could make it… Fun?” He suggested, progressively getting more bold. You could hear his voice hitch on the other end and what sounded like him pushing his covers down his thighs. “It’s fine right?” He whispered into the receiver as you nodded silently, your eyes falling shut with your fingers massaging the bundle of nerves between your thighs. “Yeah, s’fine.” You muttered with careful rubs against your clit above the cotton fabric of your panties. “‘Cause it’s us.” You assured him, gnawing at your bottom lip as he moaned into the receiver.

Your panties were shoved down, just enough for you to prop up your legs as an easier way to stimulate yourself. You giggled to yourself, face getting hot as you listened to Kalim steadily panting in your ear. “Were you hard the whole time?” You asked teasingly. Kalim grumbled something under his breath, and then a shy ‘no’. You didn’t believe him. “Even when you sent me that porn link?” His voice was shaky as you collected the juices on your fingers and slowly pushed two of them inside. You crooked them up against your most sensitive spots as a soft string of moans left Kalim’s lips. “That was different…” He moaned and you could hear the soft, rhythmic, smack of him eagerly stroking himself. “I’m- ah, a guy too…” He huffed as your fingers sped up to match his pace. He was moving pretty fast, and it wasn’t anything casual. Kalim was eager to cum with you on the other end of the phone. “A-Aren’t you moving kinda fast?” You commented jokingly and it was his turn to laugh. “Can’t handle it?” Your heart jumped in your chest, and your walls flexed excitedly around your fingers.

“I can…” You muttered as your thighs began to shake. The soft sound of his moans making their way through the phone receiver left a burning heat building within your gut. Your fingers were now coated in a thin, shiny sheet of your own juices as Kalim continued on the other end. “I like it fast, I last longer. Going too slow… You can feel everything.” He spoke quietly as you fought back a string of whines far too embarrassing to share with Kalim. You pushed your fingers deeper, listening to the faint pumping of his hand on the other hand. You won’t last much longer. “C… Can we cum together? Please? Please cum with me?” Kalim’s voice was airy and he seemed to be moving even faster.

“I-I’m…” You trailed off as your face began to burn. Your chest began to tighten. Your toes curled and flexed. The muscles in your abdomen wound up tight and you struggled to bite back your groan as you reached your orgasm. The juices mixed with the sweat clinging to your body, making their way down to stain your sheets beneath you. A gasp slipped past your lips and you slowly pulled your fingers out of your twitching hole as you laid writhing with your head spinning from the force of your orgasm.

The sticky film coated your fingers as you came down from the high, sinking against your pillows as you listened to Kalim pant along with you on the other end of the receiver. You hadn’t expected phone sex to be like this. You were guessing neither had Kalim. As you slowly sat up, Kalim hummed through the speaker, whispering into the phone with a lust filled purr.

“Hey… Can I come over?”

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sinfullyrosey · 2 years

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20 Madols a Pop

GN!Reader X Various TWST Characters

Warnings: Use of a Glory Hole, Blowjob, Orgasm Denial, Handjob, Mentions of Footjob, Prostitution (I mean, the reader is getting paid to give blowies, so...)

I didn’t proof read this, so if I f’ed up or it looks like the pieces didn’t turn out in linear order, feel free to message me that I’m an idiot and to fix it.

All characters are 18+

You, the prefect of the Ramshackle Dorm, a stranger from another world, a magicless nobody in an expansive sea of magic users, were fucking broke. You weren’t from this strange land and only arrived with the clothes on your back and without a single penny to your name. The headmaster who “oh-so graciously” allowed you to stay in the rundown dorm, apparently wasn’t gracious enough to spare a few madols, or whatever their form of currency was here again.

You were tired of going to bed hungry and not being able to afford some form of luxury goods to make your whole situation just a bit more tolerable. There weren’t many options to choose from since you weren’t too familiar with the world you currently resided in. And you refused to go to anyone, especially Azul of all people, for a job. Not like you’d be hired here anyways.

After much mulling over, you were forced to think outside the box and come up with a quick and easy job that’d offer a decent pay role, was within your skill sets, and wouldn’t take up too many hours of your precious study and errand running time.

So, of course you chose to open up a glory hole and get paid to suck some college dick.

It was easy. You found a secluded area at the Ramshackle, a room located at a corner of the dormitory, and remodeled it ever-so-slightly it be your main base of operations. You cleaned up the room, set up a chair and small table area, and made sure to board up any windows or unwanted holes. When that was done, you created a single, round hole to the outside for customer use and another slot-shaped hole that would allow money to be inserted in it.

On the outside, where the two holes were, you had set up a sign of sorts that simply explained the rules of your business, such as how it was completely anonymous, how consent was important throughout and that you wouldn’t do certain things, and how special requests were allowed (for an extra price of course). All the customer had to do was show up, put the money in the slot (along with any written prior requests) and slip their member right in and you would do the rest.

All in all, you have a pretty good business going for you, with a steady influx of customers just lining up to get their dick sucked. After a while it just became routine as you raked in the dough every week. You could finally afford to pay for a daily meal for you and your feline dormmate, with a little extra to spare.

And as for the customers? Surprisingly, most were civil and followed the rules, despite the diversity among them. Of course, you got the typical, no-face student who’d stop by, pay, and then leave. At some point they all just started to blend together. However, on those few occasions, you’d get those customers that seemed all to... familiar.

Such as one customer who had become a regular as of late. You had a hunch that you knew this customer, recognizing the bundle of red hair in his pubic region and his rather dickish (excuse the pun) nature. He was far from one of your favorite regulars, but would come back almost weekly in order to get a taste of your delicious lips wrapped around his hard member. He could be rough, thrusting suddenly, mocking voice muffled through the dilapidated wall while you gagged and tried not to puke. He’d tease and even insult you in what you can only guess was his attempt at dirty talking, but squeezing his base or pinching his swollen head usually got him to shut up. You’ve also learned that denying him an orgasm until he apologized also does the trick... for the time being that is.

Another notable customer, and one of your personal favorites due to his tipping rates, was one who owned a darker, smooth phallus. This one was well groomed and a bit on the smaller size, but made up for what it lacked in size through eagerness alone. It was sensitive and didn’t take long to get up, or cum, usually resulting in you having to go more than one round before they were fully satisfied. You were sure you recognized this customer and his cheerfully, boundless energy. He was one of the more active customers, and one of the noisiest, moaning and crying out praises as you licked and sucked on his sensitive head.

Sometimes he’d get a bit too eager and start to near face fuck you if he got impatient. But a gentle bite and a firm grasp to the base of his cock got him settled once more. A pitched whine and quiet apology had you going right back to deep throating him until he was cuming with a high pitched keen. The third and final orgasm of the night. As you cleaned up the mess, he shove bunch of madols into the slot while complimenting you on a job well done, promising to come back soon.

Although, not all customers were quite so generous with their tips. One stingy customer would only ever pay the exact amount owed and not a single cent more or less. This one was rather rigid during his first visit and extremely quiet, but seemed to struggle to keep any moans and whimpers from slipping out. You finished him off and he left without a single word or tip. This had irked you for some reason, as a familiarness pulled at you, but you shrugged it off.

That is, until he came back a few days later. You recognized him due to his well kempt member and ocean fresh scent. With a mischievous smirk, you decided that this time around you’d tease and deny him any release, opting to give no more than kitten licks to his tip and graze your nails along his balls and base. Soon his cool façade was crumbling as he whimpered and begged for you to just let him cum already. You relented, but only after he deposited a few extra madols into your slot. And because he was such a good boy that time, you even swallowed every drop he gave you and bid him farewell with a kiss to his still sensitive head.

But sometimes a lack of tips or infrequent visits was not due to a customer’s stinginess, but rather, simply due to a lack of funds available. There was one client who had visited rather early on when you first set up shop that rarely comes around. You knew he couldn’t afford this sort of luxury because during one of his later visits, he came up a few cents short and had panicked, cursing under his breath and fumbling in his pockets for the missing madol, until you informed him it was no big deal and you were willing to give him a discount. You liked this particular customer and found his dick unique among those you’ve slobbered over, it being rather thin and clearly non-human. He’s the only one of your regulars that you give this discount to, and the only one who laughs when you play with his balls, so it was worth the lower payout.

Not all clients were memorable due to their pay range either; some just burnt themselves in your memory based on eccentricism alone. Like with the well groomed and very, very vocal customer who’d spout poetic appraisal at you whenever his cock was throat-deep in you. This one was a strange one, always had a new request every time he visited, some of which were just plain strange. To list off some of your personal favorite based their ridiculousness, and not whether you personally enjoyed doing them: Gargle both of his balls in your mouth. Just his balls. He came without your mouth ever touching his actual dick. Only use your teeth, not tongue or lips, to gently nip and scrape along his shaft and head. Again, came from that alone. The guy even requested a footjob once! And you actually did it! At least you got tipped big for that one... And his cum tasted surprisingly pleasant compared to most of the others you’ve gotten.

With all that in mind, the customer you had tonight was one you hadn’t seen until today. You stared in shock at the rather enormous, thick cock in front of you. It was dark, with small, spike-looking ridges lining either side. It wasn’t completely human, that’s for sure and admittedly, it looked rather intimidating. But, you were always up for a challenge, so you wet your lips and got to work. He hadn’t made any special requests and was waiting silently on the other side.

You started by licking slow, deliberate strips from his base up to the tip, being cautious of the spikes, before swallowing the head. You sucked and slurped as much of him as you could given his size, running your tongue along his length. He didn’t make much sound, aside from a few hums and deep groans. You smirked and continued your work. What you couldn’t fit, you stroked with both your bands, feeling the rough, ridged skin of his large dick. His strong, distinct musk was intoxicating and you couldn’t help but to roll your eyes back and try and stuff as much of him as you can down your throat. You don’t care that you were practically slobbering and moaning like a whore around his member; dignity be damned! You wanted to absolutely devour this man and you were determined to take him all!

You couldn’t manage to get all of him down without breaking your jaw in the process, but you did succeed in making him cum with a gluttonous growl, his seed spurting into your eagerly awaiting mouth. You panted, mouth open wide and tongue sticking out with some stray semen dripping onto the floor. He tucked his member away and tipped you kindly. You were still riding on that high by the time another customer popped his dick in.

You really hope to see him again real soon.

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You thought fondly of the memory from last night, beaming happily to yourself while you sat at the courtyard, enjoying a nice vanilla popsicle. Grim was sat next to you, busy enjoying his own meal of supreme tuna and paying you no mind, which couldn’t be said for the other students around you. Their attention was focused solely on you and the way you lapped at the melting frozen treat.

You pretended not to notice and went along licking, sucking, and slurping away. At one point you suddenly deep throated the melting dessert in an attempt to prevent any drops from spilling, only to cause some stray, milky white drops to make a mess of your mouth and cheeks. It dripped down your chin and you onto your lap. Oh well, you’d wash that out later, right now, you were busy enticing your next set of customers.

You giggled, wiped your mouth, licking the remnants from your hand, and continued sucking off your ice cream treat while the clearly horny students around you made mental plans to meet you later that day to get their own sweet cream sucked out of them.

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dddomenstarstwst1 · 2 years

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Day 9: Pet play — Kalim Al-Asim

Warnings: sub!Kalim, dom!gn!reader, puppy!Kalim, sex toys, riding, praise kink, handjob (kinda), cum licking

"Bark for me, puppy," Kalim lifts his teary eyes up to look at you, his bark turns into a whine, when he sinks back down on his favorite dildo. The look on his face is the one of a euphoria, his eyes roll up and tongue lolls out. Fluffy ears that you made him wear sway back and forth with each movement.

Kalim holds his hands up close to his chest, forming paws, while his little cock jumps up and down. The dildo he's riding is on the bigger side, beautiful crimson color matches his eyes. In front of him is a bowl, already half-filled with his cum from previous orgasms.

"Please... G'nna cum!" You see his whole body convulse, as he slams himself down on the toy. Pathetic mewls flow from his mouth, when yet another climax hits Kalim. Ropes of watery semen land in the bowl and on the floor around it, somehow even getting on his quivering thighs.

"Good boy! My puppy is so well-trained. How about another one, baby?" Kalim gasps for air, shaking his head rapidly, the overwhelming sensation still getting ahold of him. You coo at the poor boy, "Oh, but you've been so good so far! Don't you want to be my good puppy?"

"I-I do! I wanna be your good puppy, a good boy! But can you help me, please?" You giggle at his pouty face and kneel in front of him, letting your hand scratch behind fake ears. You wrap your hand around his sensitive dick, but don't move it, letting Kalim do all the work.

He sinks down on the dildo, brushing against his abused prostate, and when he lifts himself up, your hand creates a friction against his cock. Your puppy basically fucks himself on the toy and your hand, letting out breathy moans and gasps.

"Getting close there?" Kalim nods aggressively, his hands paw at your shoulders, as his thighs start shaking. You feel warm liquid cover your hand, dripping on the floor. Kalim shivers intensely, while catching his breath. You slowly help him off the toy, sitting him on the ground before you.

"You've made quite a mess, puppy. Gotta clean it up!" You bring your hand covered in semen to his mouth, and your pup licks it off, savoring the bitter taste. How cute.

If he had a tail, it'd surely be wagging right now.

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angelltheninth · 9 months

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How would the TWST dorm leaders react to their girlfriend wearing a piece of clothing that turns them on? And what would it be?

The last part of this ask got me real stumped cause honestly? I have no idea what's sexy so I'm winging it.

Pairing: Riddle, Leona, Azul, Kalim, Vil, Idia, Malleus x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, lingerie, grinding, desk sex, keeping clothes as a souvenir, teasing, making out, getting pinned, rough sex, jealousy, possessiveness, marking, creampie

A/N: I wrote this and I still have no idea what counts as sexy clothing. I guess ties and suits for me idk.

RIDDLE + STRAPLESS BRA

He only sees it when you're behind closed doors of course but he knows you're wearing it under your uniform all day. It's so damn easy for him to push it down when you're alone and have free access to your breasts, pushing his head against them, his breath tickling your nipples as he pushes his cock in and out of you.

LEONA + MINI-SKIRT

It means that all he has to do is hike the skirt up and move your panties to the side to fuck you. One less article of clothing in his way, not to mention everyone can see the marks on your thighs left by him, how you're claimed by him in multiple places. He can also take off your panties completely, use them to clean you up and pocket them, telling you to come an collect them in his bedroom after class.

AZUL + STOCKINS

There are so many things he can do. Snap the elastic band against your skin, tear them off, push his fingers underneath the smooth material to hold your legs apart. He wasn't expecting you to wear them today, it's a nice but distracting surprise that he will be sure to take full advantage of and revel in as his cock splits your cunt open on his desk.

KALIM + OPEN SHIRT

No way are you wearing that out in the open. Although he's not usually the possessive or jealous type he won't have his girlfriends tits gawked at. He originally only planned to button you up bit it quickly turned to him pushing his leg between your thighs, his tongue silencing your gasps as his hands pinched and rolled your nipples before soothing them with kisses.

VIL + HEELS

Since he wears them too he knows just how well heels can highlight ones features. Yours are practically on full display, he likes that in private but can't take when others approach you in hopes of flirting. He pushes you into the first empty classroom there is and bends you over the desk. His pace is uncharacteristically rough but with your heels he can easily put you at the right angle for maximum pleasure.

IDIA + THIGTS

Being someone who wears mainly baggy clothes anything that's a contrast would draw his eyes. It frustrates him that it takes him a while to strip you out of them, especially when he's so fucking horny but it makes it all the more rewarding when he pushes them down your thighs along with your panties and begins to thrust into you, letting all that frustration out.

MALLEUS + FORMAL DRESS

Just a dress, just a dance, that's all it was supposed to be. Not when he sees you, how sexy you look, how many eyes you attract. Eyes that aren't his. He doesn't have the restraint to wait until you're at the dorms, he pins you in the empty hallway and leaves scratches across your bare back and cum trailing down your legs from how full your cunt is when he's done with you.

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kisses4lao · 11 months

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Guess who's suffering from writers block!!! No but fr I wanna write SO BAD but I just can't 😭😭 so take some twst pp hcs until I decide to work on commissions again

Not proofread idc shank me

♧CW!!! Fem reader! twst dick hcs duh, every NRC student EXCLUDING ortho, might have some other hcs too

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Riddle:

Its... cute? Idk how to explain it

He is VERY sensitive

5.5 inches

Slight curve downward

The tip is a really deep red

Cum is watery, tastes like rosewater(this is a fantasy world i can make cum taste like anything i want)

Balls aren't all that heavy, very soft and squishy tho

Likes rimming. No further comments

Trey:

EEK MY BOY

I'm gonna try not to be biased

Hes BIG tho

I know you've seen him. Let's be honest, we all know he's PACKING

So I'm gonna say a solid 7-8 inches with a nice amount of girth

No curve, but very veiny

Heavy balls. Like, HEAVY. Bros got a whole bakery in there

Soft pink tip

Cum is the normal consistency, he takes care of himself

If you're sucking him off he'll change the flavor of his cock and his cum to whatever you want (thank god for doodle suit)

Cater:

Easy 7 inches

Not too sensitive, it takes a while for him to cum

His cum is pretty thick, its all the spicy ramen he eats

Curve upward, huge thick vein going from his balls to the tip

Cum tastes salty, but not overwhelming

Will have his clones fuck you silly

Deuce:

Another small boy

I'll say 6 inches, no curve

Hes sensitive too, but not as much as riddle

He really like getting his balls sucked more than his cock itself

Cum is watery too, but it tastes good

Like sweet in a way

Tip is a light blue dont ask why

Ace:

Another small boy 😭

He is CLUELESS

Poor man is a one pump chump

5.6 inches, curve to the left

SENSETIVE. pussy got this boy on his knees

Balls squishy, balls soft?

Yes to both

His rip is red, like a blush red

Azul:

A good 6ish inches with a curve downward

Not as sensitive as you may think

I think it would be funny if the bottom of his cock had like little suckers or some shit

Tip is dark purple and he has some veins, not many tho

Heavy balls, no squish :(

Cum is thick and black bc octopus

Tastes like what watered down hand sanitizer smells like

Jade:

😨

Its slimy.

No further comment on that

No but its like wet, a lot

So is floyds but we aren't there yet

Its like lube 🥺

Okay but he's LONG

8.5 AT LEAST

He also enjoys rimming

Tip is dark cyan

Cum is slimy too

Add some borax water and sell it on etsy

Floyd:

Basically the same as Jade

Hes smaller tho

Hes 6 inches but has SO much girth

His cum is more watery than slimy and the tip is a light blue

Lots of veins too

Kalim:

6 inches

So sensitive

He begs.

Loves blow jobs but would NEVER ask for them

Heavy soft balls

A dark brown tip and there's lil red swirlies

Cum is thick

Tastes like coconut toothpaste

Jamil:

mmmmmmmmMMMMMMM

BIG

So big

Destroy me PLEASE

7.8 inches and a big curve upwards

Likes fingers in his ass, just like Kanye west

Doesn't like blow jobs he cums too quick :(

Gets overstimulated easily and when he does hes highly submissive

Cum a lil thick (its all the curry he eats)

Its yummy tho

Tastes salty and a lil sweet

Like a pretzel

Tip is a redish-brownish

Vil:

Hes a very odd case

Hes big, dont get me wrong

But mans does NOT have sex 😭

He complains it ruins his makeup

7.4 inches with a few veins

Oh yeah hes unclipped too idk why but he is

Tip is a pinky purple color

Balls got some weight, they're not sensitive

Rook:

Hes an even weirder case

Hes very big but almost NEVER penetrates you

Hed much rather be in between your legs for hours on end

Making you cum on his face gives him so much pleasure

He doesn't touch himself either

When he's eating you out he has one hand thrusting fingers into your pussy, the other hand thrusting fingers into your ass(hes an ass man I know he is) while he sucks on your clit the whole time

He cums on the sheets whenever you do bc he knows how good you feel

Hes 8.5 inches with a curve down, large vein going upward

A creme colored tip

Cum normal consistency, you don't know what it tastes like because he never let's you suck him off :(

Epel:

Small boy

Whimpers

A lot

Hes 6 inches with a curve to the left

Light purple tip bc I said so

Light balls, but no squish :(

Cum is watery and tastes like lavender oil

Idia:

Oh god

Contrary to popular belief he has a lot of stamina

He doesn't have ANY experience tho

Played a lot of hentai games but thats the extent of his experience

I think it would be really funny if instead of whispering dirty talk or praise during sex he tells you the fnaf lore

Like he'll be blowing your back out and he'll just be like "so the crying child was actually william aftons son-" and then he cums

After hes done and doing aftercare he'll quiz you on the fnaf lore

If you get any of the questions wrong he'll fuck you until you can't walk as a punishment

If you get them all right he'll eat you out for hours until you also can't walk

Win win honestly

8 inches

TIP IS BLUUUEEEEEE

Cum is thick and salty, he doesn't take care of himself

Heavy, HEAVY balls. Very sensitive

He loves blow jobs too

Leona:

8.8 inches, but if we're being real to how ACTUAL lion anatomy is hes closer to 3 inches but yall aren't ready for that convo

Not sensitive at all, it takes so long for him to cum

But when he does hes so sweet, whispering praise after praise to you and lots of kisses

Cum is normal consistency, a lil on the thicker end

Its a bit bitter with a sweet aftertaste

Hes also unclipped and I will not elaborate

Idk if lions have them but if they do then he has a knot, not as big as jacks tho

Heavy balls, they're sensitive

Brown tip, like, dark brown tip

Ruggie:

7ish inches with a curve down

Also likes eating you out

Doesn't like having his balls touched

They're cute and squishy tho

Cum is also thick and doesn't taste like anything

Tip is a light brown and has a vein going through it

Jack:

8 inches.

Has a huge knot. Physically cannot pull out when it comes to it

Cum tastes like strawberries

Doesn't let you suck him off often bc he doesn't wanna knot in your mouth

Also gets pleasure from eating you out

Tip is grey and sensitive

Malleus:

Hes also like rook in the way he'd eat you out for hours if you'd let him

But he does penetrate you

Our big dragon boy loves the feeling of being inside your tight cunt

Will probably cum if you praise him

He has 2.

One on top one on the bottom

The one on top is longer, 9 inches while the one on the bottom is 7ish, the bottom one is a lot thicker tho

He'll be so slow easing them in and almost never goes fast when it comes to sex

He sees it as love making

They both have a black tip and the cum is normal consistency, tastes like... eggs? Hardboiled don't ask

Oh yeah his cum glows in the dark

Lilia:

Idc what you guys say this man is SO EXPERIENCED

He knows how to have sex properly and can make you cum in seconds if he feels like it

7 inches, his dick is where all his height went

Because he's so experienced he doesn't cum easily

PINK TIP PINK TIP

His cum is normal consistency, a little watery maybe

Tastes like citrus

Silver:

Loves when you ride him

Likes missionary too tho

7 inches too

His tip is grey

Very sensitive and gets overstimulated easily

Hes also just very submissive in general

Cum is watery and tastes like what a new car smells like

Sebek:

LOUD

SO LOUD

CANT TAKE THIS BITCH ANYWHERE

Cries during sex

Loves when you pull his hair

Does he have horns? If he does they're very sensitive

Cums if you touch them

Hes a crocodile right

Nah he has horns

8 inches no other comments

GREEN TIP

Cum is thick and bitter

We love him tho

Balls squishy

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A/n: im so fuckibg tired god help me

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The creamery pt 1.

Synopsis - Where or would the Twst boys would cream in/on you? Feat. Scarabia

Warnings - cremepies, unprotected sex, facials, possessiveness, breeding kinks, mentions of pregnancy, dollifaction, degradation

A/n - a quick series while I figure out he future of this blog.

Jamil would cream on you for sure. He loved painting your face after a praise session. The many “good boys,” and “you’re doing so good baby,” went straight to his already throbbing cock. You had a way with words which sent the man of few words crazy.

He buckled into your tight grip not able to contain himself. “Fuck feels so god damn,” he spewed. His curses fell on to deaf ears. Which is what he loved about you. You would take anything he gave you while still being the loving obedient doll you were.

“Do you feel good,” you teased. Of course, you already knew the answer but you needed to hear it from him. “Don’t ask me stupid questions bitch just keep pumping me,” he demanded. “Yes sir,” you chirped. You licked your lips at his angry expression not having a care in the world.

Your free hand went to feel up on his abs made by his years of dancing. How’d you score a guy like him you’d wonder. While he thought the same as he groaned loudly enough to fill the hallway nearby. “How’d I get a slut so willing to let me paint her face?” Must’ve been a miracle,” you answered tongue open awaiting his seed.

You snuck even further down on your knees so he could shoot at you more easily. Your grip faltered on his hard cock letting it bob itself up and down into an orgasm. “That’s right better not swallow it either.” I’m not,” you spoke with your tongue out.

He watched fascinated as your features were painted in his seed. His breathing calmed but his cock never did still hard and leaking at his claiming of you.

Kalim would cream inside of you. The king of irresponsibility why would he ever remember to bring a condom? And even if he did why would he use one? He's an Al Asim a family of a practically breeding farm. He could always add to that with you.

He had enough money to keep a family afloat and you were truly in love. But fuck all those fake reasons the true reason was that he loved creamepie’ing you. The feeling of your pussy gripping down on him as his cum drowned your wound was one he would never recover from.

Especially when you would call out to him so sweetly. “Kalim!” You would exclaim back arching into his sweaty body. He would grab your waist pushing you even further into him. Your lips would crash into his needing something to grab onto since he was pushing your body up. You would take his breath away until he collapsed on top of you.

“Sorry love you just felt too good,” he would smile into the crook of your neck. It was already late since he came in you so you guys would go on and on fucking late into the night until Jamil banged on his door telling you to sleep.

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bluessmutifyplaylist · 4 months

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I heard you were opening requests right? So here’s mine!

https://www.tumblr.com/bluessmutifyplaylist/737214539832213504/separate-yandere-malleus-hubby-rook-hubby

This but with Lilia, Trey and Kalim bc I’m down bad for them-

Again, this is CONSENSUAL, but turns dubious in Lilia's. Longer scenarios because there are fewer characters.

Warnings: Yandere, Fem AFAB!Reader, Stockholm Syndrome(?), naive reader, creampie, breeding(?), unprotected sex, all characters are adults, sex with the intention of having children, mommy kink in Kalim’s, drugging in Lilia’s

Trey Clover

Even though you were two years younger than him, you basically acted as the parents of Heartslabyul. However, he refused to get into an actual relationship with you until you graduated. He may have a fantasy with you in his mind, but he wants to make sure that you actually love him. Turns out, you did, and you stayed loyal to him, writing him letters every week. He was there at your graduation, and he couldn’t help the fact that the question popped out of his mouth upon seeing you so happy to see him again. You gasped, obviously shocked, but you nodded your head as you pulled him into a kiss.

The wedding ceremony was small, but you were happy to finally be a baker’s wife. Ace and Deuce joked about how nothing changed about the two of you except for the rings because you both were still their honorary mom and dad.What stuck in your mind was them calling you mom. It felt right to you, and you brought this up to Trey, who agreed that maybe a child was in the books for the both of you.

What you didn’t expect was for him to start right then and there. He picked you up and over his shoulder as though you were a sack of flour and carried you to your shared bedroom. He tossed you onto the bed and immediately started tearing your clothes off, but instead of scaring you it made you more aroused. It didn’t take him long to put his mouth to your pussy, eating you like you were a pastry he had made.

He did not let up until you came at least once all over his face, making sure that you were wet enough to take his cock. He took his time entering, making sure that you weren’t in any pain. However, you were once a demon slayer, and taking something as big as Trey’s dick into your pussy was more pleasurable than anything. Once you moaned in pleasure, he started thrusting into you at a steady pace, going faster once it got to be too much to hold still. You were overstimulated from cumming already, but the way he looked at you with pure love in his eyes made you cum again, and he did too, sheathed deeply inside your pussy. That was not the only round that night, though.

Neither of you were surprised that you had received a positive pregnancy test about two months later, as you both were regularly sexually active without protection. However, to announce it to him, you put a bun in the oven at the bakery you both now owned. He picked you up into his arms and twirled you around, but something dark was festering in his mind. You would never be able to leave him now. Nor ever. You were his.

Kalim Al-Asim

He definitely is a delusional yandere, but it doesn’t really go further than that. He would rant to you about his desires for your shared future, forgetting to ask you what you wanted, but it was lucky that you wanted everything he wanted. You wanted to retire from being a demon slayer, and who better to spend your future with than Kalim, who proposed to you on the last day of his senior year? It wasn’t like you could go home. When you accepted, he immediately went to the Land of Scalding Sands to tell his parents, who were very excited.

Your wedding was definitely a very grand event, and your mother-in-law as well as a few sisters-in-law helped you get ready. Jamil was Kalim’s best man, and you promised your friend that he would no longer be the servant and that you wanted him to live his best life. Walking down the aisle, your really-soon-to-be husband was super excited. He had been waiting for this moment, and it was finally happening. He dipped you down into a kiss once you said “I do”, not waiting for the officiant.

That night, your husband didn’t really know what he was doing. He was a virgin, but not for long after that. You took charge, showing him how to finger you and eat your pussy, and when he made you cum for the first time, he was so happy. He was nervous about the actual intercourse, but you gently stroked him a bit before leading his tip to your entrance, getting on top of him, and sinking down.

The way he moaned ‘mommy’ nearly made you cum again, and so you started praising him, calling him your ‘good boy’ and asking him to make you an actual mommy. While he didn’t last long, he was ready to go again just a few seconds later. This man had endless stamina. You ended up on your back, as you instructed him to place your hips at a higher elevation as he continued to whimper and moan, thrusting desperately into you, cumming over and over again.

When you announce your pregnancy about 3 months later to your in-laws, all of Kalim’s siblings are excited at the prospect of having a niece or nephew, and his parents are excited to be grandparents. You weren’t even showing yet, but you and the baby were already being spoiled. No one wanted you to do anything. Mrs. Asim was there every step of the way, which was super helpful considering she had over 30 kids.

Lilia Vanrouge

Just so I don’t have to justify him getting married to someone younger than Silver, this is before Silver is even in the picture. In the war between fae and humans, you had joined their ranks despite being a human yourself. You didn’t agree with what the humans were doing, and you were stuck here, so you used your demon slayer abilities to fight under General Lilia’s command. To say he fell in love would be an understatement. No, he wanted to forever keep you to himself, and he killed anyone who wished you harm.

Despite merely courting, you gladly accepted your (rather forced) place as Silver’s mother when Lilia found him. This led to you two agreeing that you should be married a year later, and it wasn’t a very big celebration. Actually, it was the Briar Valley equivalent of going to Vegas and getting married for $20 in a drive-thru chapel. Seeing you being so motherly to the baby really woke something up in the former general.

Luckily, Baul volunteered to watch over Silver, as he seemed to do well with his grandson. So, you both quickly rushed home and started shedding clothes between passionate and messy kisses. Being as old as he was, he definitely had experience with pleasuring lovers. However, none was quite as memorable as you, as he quickly learned the signals of your body. That night was wild, as though you had taken aphrodisiacs… and he may or may not have slipped a bit into your tea at the ceremony.

Your pussy was so warm and wet, and his cock was rock hard. The moan you let out as he thrust his dick into you made his sanity snap. He immediately started pulling out just to shove himself back in, reveling in the heat between your legs, thrusting in again and again. He doesn’t know when the need to breed you came into play, but you had two orgasms by the time he came in you. It didn’t stop him from continuing, as he wasn’t overstimulated just yet.

Anyway, two months later you found out that Silver had a sibling on the way. Again, it didn’t surprise you, but Lilia was very excited about it. His darling wife was pregnant with the product of your love, and he is definitely doting on you. Don’t get me started on when you start showing and your baby bump protrudes and your breasts fill with milk. He will gladly give you massages wherever you need, and you can’t help but be a bit turned on when you see him singing Silver to sleep… leading to a lot of pregnancy sex.

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tswhiisftteedr · 4 months

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Scarabia Masterlist

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ = NSFW ᬊ = SFW

ིྀ𖤜໋᳝݊ = Crack 𓈒ིུ𖤛 = Fluff ♬⃝ = Angst

⚚ Whole Dorm ⚚

One shot:

𓈒ིུ𖤛 ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ Memories : ☆Merchant Husband!Jamil Viper x Fem!Yuu!Reader x Merchant Husband!Kalim Al-Asim ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ 𓈒ིུ𖤛

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𓂀 Kamil Al-Asim 𓂀

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𓆗 Jamil Viper 𓆗

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General Masterlist

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erenspussy420 · 1 year

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Babygirl Pose with the House Wardens pt 1.

You read this right.

Sometimes I like to think I’m hilarious.

TWST Guys who may or may not do the Babygirl TweetTweet Pose: The Answers may surprise you!

GN Reader Insert, however Darling is used instead of Y/N

THIS IS JUST DUMB CRACK I WROTE WHILE I WAS AT WORK

Slightly NSFW , so I’m gonna add a cautionary MDNI, 18+ Only!

Remember this blog is a NSFW one, so please beware! Be kind and courteous!

Reader is coming in with so much confidence this will work.

Riddle Rosehearts:

Doesn’t even know what a ‘babygirl’ pose is, until Cater tells him

He’s so upset with you, Darling, why? Why do you have to do this to him? And right in front of his strawberry tart!

Will keep denying to do that scandalous, undignified pose of a man of his shortness stature. Even if you have to get on your knees and beg him.

He loves you darling, no doubt about it, but please think of his blood pressure when you pull your ‘memes’ on him and bring this poor guy a sweet tart.

After the long day of learning babygirl poses from Cater, he would CURIOUSLY do it once, in the privacy of his room with no one else in sight. Did it and immediately felt shame.

Leona Kingscholar: NO, but also YES

(You/ Darling texting: Babe you love me enough to do a babygirl pose for me right?😘 )

(Leona : -last seen at 12:45 pm)

He’s so sick of your shit sometimes, Darling. (He loves you, I swear)

You must really love doing life or death situations, or Leona just loves you enough to not kick you out right there- to keep doing this shit to him.

Consciously would never do this, would rather go put effort into his classes and graduate than do any of your memes.

HOWEVER, Leona is a lion, he got that instinct though.

Handsome lion man waking up from a good ass nap, sleeping on his stomach, gets up all groggy and just stretches.

Someone must love you enough to have you walk in on this purrfect moment, to see him on his knees doing a lions man version of a babygirl pose, HIS BOOBS ARE POPPING THE SEAMS OF HIS SHIRT HERE. He’s doing this cute kneading too!

His ears twitch at the sound of your camera shutters, he snaps awake at what he’s doing and sees the phone in your hand

“Tch, So you got what you wanted huh? Well darling guess what I want? Gimme that phone.”

Kalim Al Asim: YES

He would do this actually, agrees with a cute charming laugh then proceeds to ask Jamil what that is!

`After a long scolding from Jamil, he would still do this for you of course! All in the spirit of fun! Or even not so innocent fun ;) Obviously this is a very private thing you do, can’t have images of the future heir of the powerful Al-Asims come out now do we?

Kalim doing his babygirl pose, decked out in these fancy turquoise and gold silk fabric, that draped over his body and very close to showing off those valuable Al-Asim jewels of his. JUST the fabric. His makeup touched up dark teal and shimmery gold flecks, making the beautiful red ruby hue of his eyes pop out. Beautiful crafted gold bracelets with these tiny jasmine flowers made of opal decorating it with matching anklets.

He’s looking up at you with these hooded eyes, and a cheeky grin. While the original pose is cute, Kalim is taking a more arching back shot for you~! Enjoy his cute ass!

Keep clicking away, this is hot stuff going on!

Take as many photos as you want, he’s not gonna stop you. He’ll ask if you have any other requests

“My precious treasure, did I fill your heart's desire? Haha, now come here and help me slip these off. I still have more for you to see~”

Vil Schoenheit: YES (surprised? Me too)

FIRST OFF WHERE DID YOU EVEN GET THE CONFIDENCE TO ASK THIS. You actually begged him for an hour.

He would actually do this.

Demands you hand over your phone first, before turning it off and keeping it in a drawer for now.

You want him to do that ridiculous babygirl pose? Fine, he will then. He’s Vil Schoenheit, one of the best actors out there, and still rising in the ranks, this is nothing to him.

This man! This man on his sheets, slipping into a beautiful plum colored silk robe embroidered with silver tree branches, loosely tied and the hem cut short, so please I begging here appreciate this man’s thighs–

His pose has him leaning towards you, with a slow crawl of a predator, your hands are shaking and you’re wishing you had your phone because you sure as hell want a video of Vil swaying his hips as he comes towards you. Those half lidded eyes with a piercing look, his hair down and loose that brush over his collar bone that peaked out from his robe.

WELL TOO BAD HE TOOK IT.

You’ll have to burn this image into your brain, there’s no other way! (Except if you paid attention you can hear the zealous whimpering of a hunter trying hard not to let his excited cries escape.)

You’ll remember this no matter what. Cause this is the only time he’ll ever do this for you. If you ever asked why he did this, seeing as he shot down other trends, the babygirl pose would have been one of them. However, Vil would gracefully toss his hair back with an amused glint in his eyes.

“Well, no one will ever believe you.”

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