#MEIN LIEBE HOW I MISSED U SO

[luckylzclerc]

lovers rock 🫂 | ms47 x fem!reader

mick soft launching a girl and fans speculate its reader.. but really, is it?

childhood bsf to lovers 🫶🏻

notes: helloo!! new author here 🤗 this is my first ever book so please leave any suggestions on what i should fix and dont be afraid to correct me! English is not my first language so I'm sorry if there's any typing errors 🤍. Anyways let me know what you guys think and enjoy!!

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part 2 !!

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notes: So sorry if its too short 🥹 I tried my best to make it interesting 🤍 What do you guys think will happen? lmk in the comments section!! likes, reblogs and comments are so very appreciated 🫶🏻

[itsangelll]

Hi! could you do like a 2011 tom smut where like she uses safe word bc he was going to rough and stuff? Thank u!!

A/n: of course!! thank you for sending me this <3 I hope you guys enjoy mwah! <3

2011 era!! I swear there’s no photos of him in this era :(

’𝓈𝒶𝒻ℯ 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝒹’ ☆

warnings: Tom being rough smut but turns to fluff <3

How long had it been?, 2 hours ago you were watching your boyfriend perform amazingly but he missed a note or 2 cause the timing. After the show you knew he was pissed his jaw was clenched and was yelling all sorts out swear words in German you couldn’t understand, the only way he could get his anger out was by you, all you could remember was how you got up here in the first place.

There was always a safe word you and Tom used which was ‘Rose’ since you loved the colour red and flowers of course. He promised you that if you ever needed to use just to let him know and he’d stop straight away.

You couldn’t feel your legs your lips were sore your head was aching, but Tom was too pissed off to notice he thrusted in and out of you so hard your body was about to break. “T-Tom please can we stop I don’t think I can take anymore” you whine out your voice strained a bit your eyes were starting to go glossy. “Liebe just a little bit longer I’m close” he breathed out. You’ve cummed about 3-4 times, your head was racing your body could not honestly take too much more.

“Rose!” Your voice was about to break Tom instantly came back to reality a worried expression on his face, he pulled out of you cupping your face in his hands “Shit Meine Liebe I’m so sorry I didn’t know I was going so rough.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead kissing you all over.

Tom grabbed a towel from the bathroom and cleaned you up making sure not to miss a single spot, He cradled you in his arms rubbing small circles up and down your back whispering sweet things into your ear “I love you heaps Schatz” he murmured “I love you too Tom”. You pressed a feather light kiss on his lips you ended up falling asleep in his arms.

A/n: I hope you enjoyed this keep sending requests!! I absolutely love reading them and I appreciate that you guys love my writing also there may be a part 2 of the fanfic nothing to say now!! mwah bye cuties <3

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[mommahughes19-23]

Hi! Can I request an Instagram hard launch with Timo Meier and reader is a famous Swiss model/actress. The comments can include the Devils players, fans of the famous reader, and some friends (Swiss players Kevin Fiala and Roman Josi and bonus Nina Hischier for being friends with famous reader) Thank You!

SWISS SWAGG - T.M

@yn.models : @ninahischier thank you for being the best makeup artist a girly could want! Milan , thank you for having me , @tmeier96 , thank you for your constant love and support

tagged : @tmeier96 @ninahischier @rjosi90 @kevinfiala22

location : models only

jackhughes : nina nina nina nina ! 💝🤓

lhughes_06 : oh the wonders make up does for people like you 😵‍💫👀

↪ yn.models : do me a favor and go play in a swamp you moron 🙅🏻‍♀️😤

nicohischier : kann ich meine schwester zurück haben ( can I have my sister back )

↪ yn.models : nein

dawson1417 : yo you look stunning! hope you had fun!😬🤓😘

pally_18 : we get it you model

john.marino97 : YOUVE GOTTA STRUT LIKE YOU MEAN IT!

jesperbratt : MISS YOU

↪ mrs.cap : MISS YOUUUUUUU

tmeier96 : die liebe meines lebens, ich bin so stolz auf dich! ( the love of my life, i am so proud of you ) 💖💝💘

↪ yn.models : ich liebe dich so sehr, Timo, danke für alles ( i love you so much timo thank you for everything ) 💘💝💖

rjosi90 : geh bester freund, das ist mein bester freund ( go best friend thats my best friend)

bssmith2 : how do you not have a major malfunction in half the fits u wear!?

↪ yn.models : because I am a professional

↪ nicohischier : 🙅🏻‍♀️

ehaula : I like ur fit pookie

tofff73 : weirdoooooo..

kevinfiala22 : oh, ich habe sogar ein etikett bekommen, danke ( oh i even get a tag , thank you )

curtislazar95 : BOOOOOOOOOOOO

fan 1 : STUNNING MOMMA

fan 2 : love love love

akiraschmid93 : go away

holtz_10 : famous best friend love u

siegenthaler34 : a look

dougieham : dont u get uncomfortable in all the make up

↪ yn.models : no....

naterbastia : 💖

jesperboqvist : 💘

A.N :

Thank you sweet anon for this ! I have another request coming soon and I am trying to get back into my writing era so thanks for sticking with me.

tags : @quinnylouhughesx43 @skylershines @noahkahansorangejuice

[kaulitz-gf]

HIII BAE CAN I REQ NSFW HEADCANONS WITH BILL🤭 CAN BE ANYTHING BUT CAN THE YEAR BE LIKE 2011?

2011 Bill NSFW headcanons

OMG MY FIRST REQUEST

Ofc bae but if you don't like it idk what to say to u hun

WARNINGS:Smut obvi,fingering, (p in v)unprotected sex (f and m reseving),NOT PROOFREAD, Kissing,overstim,hair pulling,And if I missed something lmk(Promise me I tried my best😭)

Translations:

Meine liebe: My love schön,Prinzessin:beautiful, Princess

Loves having sex with u when u have make up on

He just likes see ur makeup run down ur face 🤷‍♀️

He would throat fuck u but not to aggressive

Loves watching himself disappear into you

“Aw look how well that little pussy is able to take me”

Finds it adorable when you try to top/Dom him

Being high while makingout>>>

LOVES overstimulating

Sloppy sex while high and drunk

ADORES spanking

He could spank u for hours

He always has to rub soothing oil on ur ass😭

At first y'all might be friends with benefits😩

Most definitely a brat tamer

HE HAS A DEGRADATION KINK

“Your such a good slut,Meine liebe

“Your so schön,Prinzessin

Knows how to eat you out

He would eat you out for HOURS

You would be shaking and crying and he's still eating you out

If you have a nipple piercing he will be OBSESSED

If they peek out ur shirt he will go FERAL

He will be on his knees so quick

He has the BEST aftercare you can't convince me otherwise

No matter how tired he is he will always care for you first

He makes you the most soothing bath will bubbles essential oils dimed lights with candles >>>

Thank you so much @bored0writer for the request I hope you liked it❤

[turnaboutchaos]

THE KING HATH RETURNED

[unculturedswine-101]

Once Upon a Time In Hollywood P3:Home sweet home *

A/N: Okay here it is: a smut chapter. I am not too good at writing to begin with so bear with me. Hope u enjoy!

Christoph stretched out his hand for me to take and I did as I walked out of the mansion to head to Christoph’s car. I sighed “that was one hell of a party” as Christoph opened the car door for me. “Danke meine liebe (thank you my love)”I said, I know when I speak German it turns him on “jederzeit Schätzchen(anytime darling)” he replied as he got on the other side.

He turned the ignition as the engine tumbled and we sped away from the mansion. Christoph almost instantly placed his hand mid way on my thigh; his thumb caressing back and forth making me feel a familiar fire between my legs. He began to inch closer and closer up my thigh, lifting my skirt and cupping my sex I gasped as he did this “Christoph-“ he started rubbing his fingers against my clothed sex as I sighed into my seat.

“Just relax Y/n..” he then moved my panties to the side parting my folds and teasing my entrance with his fingers “ahh- Christoph please” he smirked “please what liebe?” I squirmed “please put your fingers inside of me” He seemed satisfied as he entered two fingers inside of my slick entrance going in and out, in and out. I began panting quickly as I knew I was getting close Christoph looked over and noticed this and pressed his thumb against my clit rubbing swift figure eights. “Christoph- I’m gonna-“ “shh, let go for me Y/n” he cooed, I scrunched up my face as I released all over his fingers. Christoph brought the soaked fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean with a pop “delicious as always meine leibe”.

Just as I was coming down from my high I noticed we were heading back up to Cielo Drive as I layed back in my seat and took a deep breath. He parked and opened the door for me and held out his hand for me to take, as we held hands and finally got inside he instantly held me against the door; lips against mine, I quickly turned him so he was against the door and he groaned at my sudden dominance. To regain control his hands quickly found my ass giving it a firm squeeze to which I wrapped one of my legs around his hip grinding into his already growing erection.

He quickly pulled away, panting “Let’s take this to the bedroom” I nodded, giggling as he picked me up; his hands holding my ass while my legs were wrapped around his waist as he carried me to our bedroom. He gently laid me down on the bed and began trailing kisses from my jaw to around my neck, noticing my sensitive spots and paying them extra attention. “Now this needs to go” Christoph instantly removes my dress pulling it over my head as I sit up to give him better access. He then throws my dress to the side as he continues to kiss me as he reaches around my chest to unclip my bra “Scheisse, I missed these“ he sighed as he took one my nipples in his mouth; swirling his tongue around and nipped lightly while his other hand flicked the other. I whimpered as he did this, I felt him smirk against my skin at how good he could make me feel. “Lie down Schatze..” Christoph cooed in my ear as he made his way down to the end of the bed. I felt a wave of excitement through me as I knew what was going to happen next.

He quickly tore off my panties as he swung one of thighs over his shoulder. I gasped as he made contact with my folds “Oh…fuck..Christoph!” he continued to lick as he made his way up to my clit; swirling his tongue around and attaching his lips around it which made me practically scream “Don’t- don’t stop..” he pulled away, “I wasn’t planning on it..”. Without warning his tongue entered my sex going in and out as he placed his fingers on my clit rubbing fast little circles. “I’m gonna cum- Fuck Christoph! I’m gonna cum!” He held the thigh on his shoulder tight as my legs shook from my overwhelming orgasm. I opened my eyes and looked down at Christoph, licking his lips that were still wet with my juices.

He then quickly removed his shirt as I heard a few familiar sounds: a belt unclicking, pants being discarded and a condom being rolled on. Then he carefully climbed up to where I was and hovered over me “Do you still want this liebe?” I pulled him by his graying brown hair into a kiss “yes”. Christoph didn’t need to be told twice as he slowly thrusted into me. My eyes widened, I always forgot how big he was “Fuckk Christoph” he could only smile “Do you like that darling?” He teases, as he starts at a steady pace. Waves of pleasure begin to wash over me as he increases, the room was filled with sounds of skin slapping, my lewd moans and Christoph’s profanities in German . “Fuck, you look so hot like this Y/n, such a mess for me” I let out a slutty moan at his words; edging me closer and closer to my release. Christoph notices this as he reaches down and starts rubbing my clit relentlessly, “Holy Shit- shit shit!” I scream as I come around his cock. “I’m almost, I’m almost there Y/n-“ Christoph thrusts once more until he bottoms out into my pussy.

He pulls out; tossing the condom into the trash can beside our bed. We sit there for a minute panting as we come down from both our highs. I then look up at Christoph who holds his arm out for me as I crawl up to the top of the bed. “Ich liebe dich (I love you)” Christoph sighs as he places a kiss on my head. I can only smile as I place a kiss on his chest slowly drifting off as I listen to his heartbeat.

[bevioletskies]

(and i’m lost) in a daydream

summary: Napping together, in Klavier’s opinion, is one of the most romantic things a couple can do. But, he has to admit, staying up all night with Apollo to talk about nothing in particular is pretty good, too.

word count: 5.4k | read on ao3

a/n: For @klapollo-week, day six of seven (prompt: "sleep"). All seven of my fics take place in the same continuity! However, each can be read as a stand-alone, with the exception of day seven being a sequel to day five.

This fic takes place at some distant point in time after Spirit of Justice where Apollo and Trucy have learned that they’re siblings, but doesn’t reference any specific plotlines otherwise. Fic title is from the song Daydream by The Lovin' Spoonful.

“Why are your feet still so cold? You’ve been lying here for like, ten minutes already!”

“Don’t question my blood circulation, baby, it’s rude.”

“I - what?” Apollo shook his head incredulously as he snuggled deeper into the mattress, pointedly moving his feet away from Klavier’s. “You know what? Never mind, I’m not even gonna ask. Just when I think I finally get you…”

“I’m an enigma, liebling. Hard to understand,” Klavier deadpanned, adjusting the covers so Apollo was snug underneath his duvet, weighted blanket, and faux-fur throw. Apollo seriously questioned how his boyfriend’s skin could be anything but blazingly hot with enough sheets on top of him to legitimately smother someone.

“You? You’re about as deep as a puddle on a freshly-paved road.” Klavier pouted exaggeratedly; Apollo leaned over to kiss his trembling bottom lip with a teasing grin. “Kidding, kidding. How could I possibly question the depth and breadth of someone who writes songs like 13 Years Hard Time For Love and Gonna Lock U Up? Clearly, Guilty Love is your magnum opus - ”

“You are so mean to me,” Klavier whined, wrapping his arms around Apollo’s shoulders and pulling him closer. “How are you still one of my favorite people in the world, achtung.” Laughing, Apollo buried his face against Klavier’s neck. “But...you’re not wrong about Guilty Love. It’s obviously my best work.”

“I prefer The Guitar’s Serenade myself,” Apollo mumbled into his hair, slowly detangling himself from Klavier so he could get a good look at him. He felt deliriously tired for some reason, like he’d been worn out to the point of restlessness. Strange, considering it was just like any other day; there was nothing that would’ve made him more exhausted than normal. Klavier seemed to be that way, too, blinking sleepily at Apollo with a wide grin, more lazy than flirtatious. “...hi?”

“Hallo.” Klavier kissed him again. “We should sleep, it’s late.”

“It’s barely ten,” Apollo pointed out.

“It’s late,” Klavier repeated, throwing an arm out across the pillows. Apollo took that as his cue to move in closer once more. “Some people need their beauty sleep, Apollo. We can’t all be fresh-faced, rosy-cheeked engels like you.”

“Now I know you’re tired, ‘cos that was complete crap,” Apollo said, poking Klavier in the cheek. “Have you seen this pimple on my chin? Look, Klav. It’s big enough to have its own legal system.” Klavier half-snorted, half-yawned. “Why’re you so tired, anyway? I thought you said you had a power nap at work, which is definitely not something you should be doing.”

“Herr Edgeworth can manage without me for twenty minutes, ach,” Klavier said derisively. “And I like a good nap, but it’s no substitute for sleep. And besides, it’s...it feels nicer, going to bed, when I have someone to share it with.”

“You are nauseating,” Apollo informed him, kissing him more intently this time. “...but I get what you mean.” He pulled back, swallowing. “Trucy and I were talking the other day about, like...stuff we missed out on by not growing up together. Y’know, family trips, home movies, falling asleep in the same bed...or, at least, that’s what I think it’s like. I wouldn’t know.”

Klavier went silent for an unsettlingly long time. “...it’s not all bad. Having a sibling. Until you look back on it and start to question all the...you know what, never mind.” He shook himself before he could finish his sentence. “You make a pefekt older brother, baby. Though you’re more like a little big brother, now that she’s taller than you.”

“By half an inch!” Apollo protested loudly, prodding Klavier more insistently now. “Look, her dad has the height gene - ”

“And your dad had the ‘loud voice’ gene, I hear.” Klavier took Apollo’s hand in both of his and brushed a kiss across his knuckles. “Well, thanks to you, mein kleiner sirene, I’m definitely awake now.”

“Asshole,” Apollo said affectionately. “So, what, you wanna get up or something?”

“Nein, not at all.” Klavier rolled onto his side, bringing Apollo’s hand to his chest. Apollo could feel Klavier’s steady heartbeat beneath his fingers. “Let’s just...hang out, ja? We can talk until we fall asleep, just like we used to when you were working in Khura’in. Or, more recently, just the other day.”

“Emphasis on ‘day’ - we were s’posed to be helping Ema finish the decorations for Kay’s surprise party!” Apollo spluttered. “That was not a good time to take an accidental nap.”

“Well, entschuldigung for wanting to reflect fondly on a nice memory we shared,” Klavier griped, poking Apollo in the stomach. “For a moment there, I forgot I was dating the most pedantic man on the planet.”

“We’re lawyers, we’re pedantic for a living.” Apollo poked him back. “Hell, you got mad at me just the other day ‘cos I accidentally swapped two of your face serums or whatever - ”

“My skincare routine is a delicate ecosystem, baby, you can’t just move things - ” Klavier then cut himself off with a long exhale. “Nein, nein, we’re not getting into this again. I don’t like being mad at you. It’s unfathomable, really.”

Humming, Apollo used his free hand - the other was still being held against Klavier’s chest - to gently run his fingers through Klavier’s hair, brushing it out of his face. It was silky smooth and tangle-free, naturally; Klavier had a whole wealth of products he used on his skin and in his hair to maintain their quality. He still hadn’t forgiven Apollo for telling him that his own skincare routine consisted of nothing but St. Ives’ apricot scrub and Ponds cold cream (“At least let me buy you an actual cleanser, ach. And don’t tell me you don’t wear sunscreen!”).

“What’re you thinking about?” Klavier said quietly, finally releasing Apollo’s hand so he could cup his jaw, his thumb brushing across Apollo’s bottom lip. “I can practically see the little hamster wheel turning in your head right now.”

“Shut up,” Apollo murmured, playfully nipping the tip of Klavier’s thumb with his teeth. “I’m not thinking about anything, actually. Which is kinda nice, not gonna lie. I don’t have, like, a million pieces of evidence flying around in my brain for once.”

“The benefits of date night after a trial is over, ja?” Klavier said. “We can enjoy each other’s company without...conditions. Though to be fair, you were right when you said we shouldn’t spend nights together while we’re working the same case. Separate the lover from the lawyer and all that.”

Apollo groaned. “I hated that saying when you came up with it, and I still hate it now.” Laughing, Klavier moved closer, neatly tucking his head underneath Apollo’s chin. He pressed a kiss to Apollo’s collarbone, winding his arms around Apollo’s waist. “One of the many things I gotta put up with, I guess.”

“You love it,” Klavier mumbled against Apollo’s chest. “You think I’m so clever - ”

“Rewind to about five minutes ago when I said you’re about as deep as a footprint on a hardwood floor,” Apollo said wryly, pinching Klavier’s waist so he would look up; Apollo ducked down to kiss him. Grinning, Klavier deepened the kiss, letting out a pleased hum as he did so. “...I don’t totally mind putting up with you, though. Wouldn’t be here if I did.”

“I’m still not completely convinced you aren’t here for my mattress and heated floors.” Klavier began pressing open-mouthed kisses along the crook of Apollo’s jaw, savoring the smell of Apollo’s shampoo as he went. “From what you’ve told me of your apartment, it sounds like an absolute nightmare. A complete schreckgespenst.”

“Gesundheit,” Apollo murmured, tilting his chin upwards to give Klavier better access to his neck. “Yeah, my apartment sucks. The only reason I’d want you to come over is so you can finally meet my cat. Hell, he’s a nightmare and a half on his own.”

“Is this the same cat I’ve heard you refer to as your son?” Klavier asked, sitting up slightly. “The one who you said eats more expensive food than you do - ”

“One and the same,” Apollo replied with a long-suffering sigh. “Fine, fine, you caught me. I’m only dating you ‘cos you have air conditioning, a flatscreen TV, and food that isn’t frozen.”

The laughter that escaped Klavier’s mouth was near-hysterical; his exhaustion was getting more and more obvious by the minute. “And here, I thought you actually loved me. My mistake.” His laughter was swiftly cut off by Apollo’s lips on his, his breath hitching when Apollo quickly turned them around so he was now straddling Klavier’s hips. “So was I right after all - ”

“I can’t believe we have the exact same stupid sense of humor, you make me so angry,” Apollo said breathlessly between kisses. “God, I love you. You’re the worst. The absolute worst - ”

“You and your mixed messages.” Klavier moved his hands from Apollo’s waist to his backside, gripping him possessively; Apollo’s back arched at his touch, anticipatory. “Your thoughts are as confusing as your logic, you know that?”

“This is the part where you say ‘I love you, too’, not ‘I think you can be stupid sometimes’, you asshole,” Apollo retorted, grinning.

Klavier leaned in close, his lips brushing against Apollo’s ear, his voice low and warm and more than a little bit sensual. “Ich liebe dich mehr jeden Tag.” Apollo shivered with pleasure. “Ich kann nicht ohne dich leben. Liebst du mich?”

“Ja,” Apollo whispered, kissing Klavier yet again. “You know that I do.”

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Fifteen minutes later, Klavier reluctantly detached himself from Apollo long enough so he could get up and crack open a window; his bedroom had gotten noticeably warmer, and it wasn’t just because they’d spent the last ten minutes making out like teenagers with a limited window of opportunity.

“Warm,” Apollo grunted, rolling up the sleeves of his t-shirt. “It’s so warm - Klav, can we please get rid of at least one layer of bed covers already? I have no interest in getting roasted anymore than I already do.”

“Fine, fine.” Klavier rolled up his faux-fur throw, then disappeared briefly into his walk-in closet so he could set it aside. When he returned, Apollo was sprawled out like a starfish on top of the duvet, his fingers and toes brushing the edges of Klavier’s California king bed, staring up at the ceiling with an exhausted, yet blissful smile. “Er...you okay, baby?”

“Excuse me for enjoying the cool air,” Apollo huffed, smirking when Klavier crawled on top of him once more, knees braced on either side of Apollo’s hips. He automatically reached up to run his hands along the sides of Klavier’s waist, his touch warm through the thin fabric of Klavier’s t-shirt. “...hi. Can I help you?”

“Nein, you’re just fine where you are.” Klavier leaned down to kiss him, then rolled onto his side, letting out a contented sigh. “What do you think, are you good to sleep now?”

Apollo snorted, nudging Klavier’s thigh with his foot. “You’re the one who has a self-imposed bedtime, you tell me.”

Klavier propped himself up on his elbow, then ruffled Apollo’s unstyled hair, sweeping it out of his face. “I was thinking about what you said earlier, actually. About the things that you and Trucy missed out on sharing together.”

“...ah.” Apollo’s expression grew serious. “What about it?”

“Do you think…” Klavier hesitated. “It’s just, you grew up as the younger sibling. Not by much, natürlich, but you were still the younger one. Do you think you would've preferred being the older sibling instead?” He let out a bitter laugh that made Apollo’s heart ache. “Not that I’m projecting, of course. Nein, not me.”

“Oh, Klav,” Apollo sighed, wrapping his arms protectively around Klavier’s shoulders and pulling him into his chest. “And...I dunno, I don’t think it’s really comparable, you know? Nahyuta’s barely a year older, while Trucy’s a whole seven years younger...besides, it really comes down to personality and, like, compatibility. Would I be the same person if I grew up with Trucy instead of Nahyuta? Probably not. Hell, definitely not.” He then snorted. “I mean, for one thing, I wouldn’t be living in the mountains.”

“I’m still not convinced when Herr Sahdmadhi tells me he doesn’t have any other pictures of you two lying around,” Klavier chuckled, his laughter causing the mattress to tremble. “Papa wants to take up scrapbooking, by the way, and he’s been asking me if I have any gut photos of you. Ach, it’s like my parents already decided you were their son-in-law the moment we started dating.”

“I think it’s sweet...a-and a little intimidating,” Apollo admitted. “No pressure, right?” Still, he snuggled in even closer, legs loosely wrapped around Klavier’s hips. “But your parents are great, I’ll see if I can find some photos for your dad. I'm sure I’ve got something in those boxes I brought back from Khura’in that I never bothered opening.”

“Sounds like someone needs to do a little spring cleaning,” Klavier teased. “But danke, baby. It’ll certainly be interesting, seeing our childhood photos side-by-side. Me with my hot pink braces, you with your...what was it, pet rabbits?”

“So many rabbits,” Apollo said forlornly. “We didn’t have the means to stop them from, y’know. Procreating. So, uh, think I’ll stick with my neutered cat any day.”

“Did you have a favorite?” Klavier asked; he seemed much more relaxed now, though Apollo couldn’t help but wonder about his earlier comment, if it was worth mentioning at all. “I had a favorite hündchen. She was very stupid.”

“Nice way to talk about your favorite childhood pet,” Apollo snorted. “Though I frequently brag about how much of an asshole my cat is, so I guess I’m one to talk.”

“Nein, like - she was the kind of dog who ran into glass doors and barked at her own reflection,” Klavier explained, biting back another laugh. “Her name was Sascha, and she was this darling cream-colored retriever who loved to sleep on my legs every night. I would always wake up with numb toes.” His smile then turned sad, melancholy. “The first time I tried a weighted blanket after she passed, I...I almost cried. It had been so long since I had that feeling, you know? Like someone was hugging me while I slept...keeping me safe.”

“Babe,” Apollo said softly, gently cupping Klavier’s face.

“Mir geht's gut,” Klavier reassured him, placing his hands over Apollo’s. “It’s a nice memory, that’s all.” He cleared his throat, making small, soothing circles on the backs of Apollo's hands with his thumbs. “So, your favorite häschen?”

“Well, they were wild rabbits, so it’s not like they were ‘ours’, exactly,” Apollo said thoughtfully, leaning into Klavier’s touch. “We didn't give ‘em names or identifying marks, so we got them mixed up all the time. But there was one little guy who was a real piece of work. If I didn’t feed him fast enough, he’d bite my fingers. I had a weird soft spot for him.”

Klavier raised an eyebrow. “...you have a strange relationship with your pets, liebe.”

“Hey, maybe he was my favorite ‘cos he reminded me of me,” Apollo said defensively. “Just like how your favorite dog liked sleeping on your legs. You sure like hogging the bed, after all - which is an incredible feat, considering this is a California king.”

“True,” Klavier agreed. “You do remind me of kätzchen, sharp nails and all.”

“I accidentally cut you with a broken fingernail while holding your hand just one time,” Apollo sighed. “So, do you have pictures of Sascha? I’d love to see her.”

“At my parents’ house,” Klavier said, smiling softly. “I’ll have to break out the photo albums the next time we drop by.”

Humming, Apollo lowered his head to Klavier’s shoulder, half-burying his face against Klavier’s neck. Klavier’s hands moved to Apollo’s back, tapping out rhythmic patterns along his spine. They stayed like that for a while, quiet, almost zen-like, with the occasional breeze whistling in through the open window. Finally, after a few peaceful minutes, Apollo began to shiver, the hairs on his arms and legs prickling from the cold. “...it’s getting pretty windy now. Maybe it’s time for us to actually try to sleep?”

After closing the window, the two of them got back under the duvet, Klavier playfully prodding Apollo’s bare legs with his literal cold feet. Apollo countered him by aggressively poking Klavier’s cheeks with his frozen fingers, only stopping when Klavier begged for mercy. “You’re a cruel one,” Klavier sniffed despite the fact Apollo was now rubbing his face to warm him back up.

“And you’re such a diva,” Apollo said affectionately, pecking him on the nose. “Remember that one time we went to get poké and they didn’t have furikake? You honest-to-god pouted like a kid who didn’t get their favorite ice cream flavor.”

“I know what I like,” Klavier huffed. “And speaking of which, between the way you talk about Mikeko and the way you talk about me - are you sure you actually like us, schatz?”

Apollo softened somewhat. “To borrow a phrase from you - you know you’re, like, one of my favorite people ever.”

“I would hope so,” Klavier murmured, nudging his face against Apollo’s neck. His fingers then slipped underneath Apollo’s t-shirt so he could feel his warmth, feel the softness of his skin. “That’s something my parents used to say, actually. Back when they were in school, when they wrote each other love letters. ‘You are my favorite star in the sky’, Mama would write.”

“Did they end up keeping those letters?” Apollo asked. “It almost sounds like you’ve read them.”

“Nein, I could never,” Klavier protested. “It’s their private correspondence, after all. They just read me some of the nice bits, the poetic parts. I’d write you a poem myself, if I didn’t think you would absolutely hate it.”

“Hey, I wouldn’t hate it.” Apollo kissed the side of Klavier’s head. “I’m just not big on performative romance, y’know, big displays of love that seem to be for people that aren’t part of the relationship. But this right here...it’s more my speed.”

“I can tell,” Klavier hummed, kissing him. It wasn’t long before the two of them found themselves distracted again, caught up in each other’s embrace. Despite seeing plenty of each other over the past few days, Apollo couldn’t help but - privately - admit that he’d missed being able to see Klavier as his boyfriend, not his rival. Every time Klavier smirked at him from behind the prosecutor’s bench, he had to remind himself that he usually preferred to kiss him, not slap him. “...we’re never getting to sleep, are we?”

“Keep your shirt on, Gavin,” Apollo mumbled against Klavier’s lips.

“Not what I meant, but I like where your mind is at,” Klavier teased. “Besides, a bit hypocritical of you when you have your hands on my ass, ja?”

Apollo quickly withdrew his hands as if he’d been burned, ducking down underneath the sheets so Klavier couldn’t see how red his face had become. “Sh-shut up. It was just more convenient to hold onto than your waist, that’s all!”

“My ass is more convenient than my waist, you say? That’s a new one.” Klavier pulled back the duvet with a mocking grin. “Ah, there’s my favorite forehead. Where’s the rest of you, hm?”

“I hate you so much,” Apollo groaned, reluctantly crawling back out. “Why do you even start calling me that, anyway? It’s not like we were talking about my forehead, it was the location of Dr. Meraktis’s bullet wound!”

Klavier looked at him thoughtfully, his head cocked. The dog-like resemblance was becoming more and more apparent by the second. “Honestly? I don’t actually know. All I know is, I wanted to give you a cute nickname, and it just...stuck for one reason or another. And you have to admit, your hair makes your forehead quite...prominent.”

“Cute nickname?” Apollo repeated.

Now Klavier was staring at him more incredulously than anything else. “...I know we’ve talked about this before, but could you really not tell I was flirting with you from the start? Granted, it wasn’t meant to be anything serious until after our first case together, but still.”

“Oh,” Apollo said faintly, slumping back against the headboard. “I, uh...I honestly thought you were just making fun of me.”

“Achtung,” Klavier remarked, trying his hardest not to laugh. “Maybe it’s time we take a trip down memory lane and see what you thought I was doing. For my curiosity’s sake, if you don’t mind.”

Apollo yawned and stretched. “Hell, why not? It’s not like we’re sleeping anytime soon...apparently.”

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Thirty minutes later, the two of them were sitting cross-legged on top of Klavier’s duvet, trying their best not to touch anything with their still-wet nails. Apollo wasn’t a fan of having painted nails - not that he didn’t like nail polish itself, it was more the fact that chipped polish bothered him - but he liked letting Klavier do them, liked the feel of his boyfriend’s soft, gentle fingers as they tenderly held his own.

“Wait, wait, wait - you only said that you didn’t think Athena was my type ‘cos you wanted to know if I was single?!”

“I thought that was obvious,” Klavier said, sighing. “How are you so clever and so unobservant at the same time, ach. My boyfriend, the walking contradiction. The man who helped rebuild an entire legal system, the man who can’t tell when someone is asking him to dinner. You truly are a wonder, liebe.”

“Why didn’t you just ask me - ”

“My mistake, clearly. I should have just walked right into Themis, wearing a neon sign that says ‘Ask Me About My Romantic Feelings for Apollo Justice’.” Klavier snorted at the incredulous look on Apollo’s face. “What, too subtle?”

“I just can’t believe you were into me for that long,” Apollo admitted, his voice small. “Like, if you really thought I wasn’t interested...why didn’t you just...stop?”

“You say that like it’s easy.” Klavier turned away for a moment to delicately blow on his nails, pointedly avoiding Apollo’s eyes, then reached for his bottle of Seche Vite. “Remember what you said to me once? About...feeling your feelings before realizing you even have them. After all, it’s not like feelings are just something you can turn on and off, like a switch.”

“I got pretty good at doing that, actually,” Apollo muttered. “Compartmentalizing, I mean.”

“That’s not the same, though, is it?” Klavier said gently. “Pretending not to love you and not loving you are completely different things. I could act like a carefree flirt all I wanted, but...at the end of the day, my heart was always set on you.”

Apollo bit back a grin. “You are such a sap, sheesh. But I hear you. Sorry I made you wait around, I guess.”

“Don’t be,” Klavier murmured. “I’m just glad we got here in the end, you know?”

“Same.” Apollo leaned in to kiss Klavier chastely on the lips, both of them still taking care not to touch each other or the bed. “So, now that we - ” But before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a short, but loud grrrrr. “...Klav?”

“Achtung,” Klavier said, staring down at his stomach in surprise. “I guess we should’ve ordered more dumplings, after all.”

“Or you shouldn’t have let me take the last one,” Apollo pointed out, laughing. “Okay, okay, after we’re done here, we’re raiding your fridge.”

Another fifteen minutes later, they found themselves sprawled on top of Klavier’s duvet once more, this time with two empty bowls that once held ice cream sitting on his bedside table. Apollo’s eyes were closed in contentment as he hummed a little something - some strange combination of The Guitar’s Serenade and something else he couldn’t identify - only for him to jolt slightly at the feeling of Klavier’s cold fingers on his skin.

“Ah - babe, your hands are freezing - ”

“Sorry.” Klavier didn’t look all that sorry as he pressed a sticky-sweet kiss to Apollo’s stomach. “What’s that you’re humming, liebe?”

“I...I don’t actually know.” Apollo furrowed his brows in confusion. “It feels like something I’ve heard over and over again, but I couldn’t begin to tell you what it is. Weird, huh?”

“It almost sounds like…” Klavier then began to hum it himself, tapping out the rhythm on Apollo’s thigh. “...like a lullaby of sorts. Maybe that’s why you’re mixing it with The Guitar’s Serenade.”

“A lullaby?” Apollo repeated. “Wait, you don’t think it’s something that...I mean, Mom told me this story the other day that…” He swallowed thickly. “...she said my dad used to sing to me, like. All the time. Apparently, Mom would come home from work and find him making dinner, and he’d have me on his back in one of those baby wrap things, and he’d just be...singing. Bouncing up and down to the beat to make me giggle.”

Klavier placed his hands over Apollo’s heart, lightly resting his chin on top of them. “That sounds like a wunderschön sight to come home to. Your papa must have been an amazing man.” Apollo shot him a rueful smile, running his fingers through Klavier’s hair. Then, after a moment’s consideration, he separated a portion of it from the rest and began to braid it almost mindlessly, instinctively, resuming his quiet humming. “Ah - you know how to braid hair?”

“Muscle memory,” Apollo explained, continuing to braid. “I liked keeping my hair short, but Nahyuta experimented with growing it out all the time. Aesthetics and beauty are a big part of Khura’inese culture, so he liked switching things up, even though we were never around anyone but...but Dhurke. I learned how to do braids and buns and stuff so he could have a different hairstyle every day.”

“Maybe I should seriously get you to do my hair sometime,” Klavier mused, right as Apollo tied the ends off. “We’ve got that work event next month, maybe then.”

“Hey, I’m no expert,” Apollo chuckled, leaning back to rest on his elbows and admire his handiwork. It wasn’t quite as neat as it used to be, but even in the middle of the night, even with his sloppy attempt at a simple braid, Klavier was still one of the most beautiful people Apollo had ever seen. “But if you let me practice on you, maybe I will be.”

“As long as you don’t pull all my hair out while you’re at it,” Klavier said, preening.

Apollo continued to laugh; then, his expression grew sober. “...is it weird that I think about, like...if I should miss my dad or not?”

Klavier frowned. “Why is it weird?”

“Because I shouldn’t have to think about it, right?” Apollo said, shrugging. “Like, either I miss him...or I don’t. And it’s not like I can tell Mom, ‘cos she loved him, and she misses him all the time, but I...I…” He inhaled sharply. “...I didn’t know him. Not really. So, uh...how do I miss someone I never knew?”

“Well...maybe it’s not about missing him, per se,” Klavier offered. “Maybe you just...miss that you never got to know him. That all your mama’s stories are just that - stories, not memories. And you wish you had the chance to make your own.”

Apollo shot him a soft smile. “You got all of that out of one train of thought, huh? Though...you might not be wrong. It’s kinda like the whole ‘what if’ with growing up with Trucy versus growing up with Nahyuta, y’know, only with...with my dad. What if things had gone completely differently? Would it be better, worse?”

“You seem to be thinking about family quite a lot these days,” Klavier commented. “What’s on that beautiful mind of yours, hm?”

Apollo shook his head. “I meant what I said earlier - nothing, really. It’s just the kind of thing my mind comes up with at - well, it’s not that late, but still.” He then bit back a smile. “Would be, uh. Would be kinda nice, though, wouldn’t it? If that really was dad’s lullaby I was remembering, that I still - that I have a piece of him still with me?”

“Natürlich,” Klavier agreed. “You should sing it to your mama next time you see her, see if she recognizes it. Even if she doesn’t, it can become your version of The Guitar’s Serenade, for just the two of you.”

“I’d like that,” Apollo said quietly. Klavier squeezed Apollo’s thigh, then shuffled back up the bed so they were face-to-face, kissing Apollo chastely. “Hm...your lips are cold, too.”

“You could warm them up for me,” Klavier murmured suggestively; once again, it was his turn to grab Apollo’s backside, pulling him closer and closer until their chests were pressed against one another, his knee sliding neatly between Apollo’s legs. Apollo groaned at the cheesy line but continued kissing him regardless, his lips parting slightly so he could deepen the kiss. “What happened to us having the same stupid sense of humor, baby?”

“You still make me so mad.” Apollo captured Klavier’s bottom lip between his teeth, tugging slightly with a wicked grin that made Klavier shiver. “It’s funny, whenever I complain about you to someone else - ”

“Which I suspect happens often,” Klavier commented.

“ - they always ask, ‘so why are you with him, then?’.” Apollo released him, nudging his nose affectionately against the underside of Klavier’s jaw. “And usually, I give ‘em some bullshit excuse. No need to tell them more than they have to know, y’know? But the actual answer’s pretty simple.”

Klavier smoothed Apollo’s hair away from his forehead, his thumb tracing a line across Apollo’s freckles. “Tell me.”

“Because it just...makes sense. Which doesn’t make any sense at all.” Apollo’s smile was so warm, so open, that Klavier felt as if he was falling in love all over again. “You get what I mean?”

“I get you, liebling,” Klavier said fondly, capturing his lips once more. “I’ve got you.”

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Sugar, sugar...oh, that night, in your embrace…

Apollo violently jolted awake at the sound of his ringtone, nearly tumbling right out of bed in the process. Groaning, he blinked blearily into the morning sunlight streaming in through the windows, then threw his arm out in an attempt to grab his phone from his bedside table without getting out from under the covers. Instead, he ended up hitting something else entirely.

“Ach! Apollo, what are you doing?”

“Crap - sorry, Klavier,” Apollo winced, sitting up properly so he could rub the sleep out of his eyes. He then turned to pick up his phone, letting out an annoyed huff when he realized it was just an unknown number. “Great, spam calls. And at this hour?” He paused. “Wait...what time is it? Shit, it’s - Klav, it’s almost eleven!”

“Perfekt,” Klavier sighed, rolling back over and pulling the duvet over his head. “Another seven hours, bitte.”

“No, i-it’s eleven in the morning!” Apollo shook Klavier’s shoulder. “Babe, we gotta get up!”

“Why?” Klavier said, yawning as he reluctantly opened his eyes. “It’s the weekend, süßer, relax. Neither of us has anywhere to be, ja? I missed my morning run, sure, but considering we didn’t fall asleep until...ach, three? Four? I’m in no mood to work out.”

“But...shouldn’t we…” Apollo was swiftly interrupted by his own yawn. “...fine, fine, you have a point.” He collapsed back into bed, defeated. Grinning victoriously, Klavier pulled him closer, fitting him snugly underneath his chin. Apollo braced his hand against Klavier’s chest; his heartbeat was steady, comforting, beneath Apollo’s fingers. “Seriously, though, let’s never do that again.”

“I don’t know about that,” Klavier hummed. “Personally, I thought it was a night to remember.”

“A night to remember, not a night to repeat,” Apollo muttered. Klavier merely laughed, dropping his head to rest on top of Apollo’s, briefly turning to kiss his forehead. “Klavier…”

“I mean it, liebe,” Klavier murmured; Apollo felt his own eyes drifting shut at the sound of Klavier’s low, soothing voice, his muscles relaxing as his body melted against Klavier’s familiar embrace. “We have nothing to do today. Sounds like the right time to take a nap, don’t you think?”

“I guess it wouldn’t hurt to get a few more hours,” Apollo mumbled into Klavier’s chest. “Early dinner after we get up?”

“Someone’s optimistic,” Klavier chuckled, rubbing Apollo’s shoulder. “Sure, baby. Now go back to sleep, okay?”

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a/n: Welcome to my sixth entry for Klapollo Week 2021! Continuity-wise, this is the fifth of seven fics, but again, there is no need to read the others to follow each fic on its own. This is definitely the most plotless fic out of the seven, which is just fine by me, since as I've mentioned before, I love writing dialogue between these two - especially when they're together and get to lovingly snark on each other. It gives me a chance to slip in some little headcanons here and there without worrying about connecting it to the actual plot. For some reason, I have this really vivid image in my mind of Jove holding Apollo on his back while singing along to the radio and working in the kitchen; I think it would be adorable (and a little heartbreaking).

Thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed! Likes and reblogs would be much appreciated. Hoping you’re all safe and healthy and doing well ❤️

[ndoandou]

🎹A Lonely Steamy Night🎹

Pairing: Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart x F!MC

Warning: rated 18, GARBAGE ENGLISH

Contents: masturbation, vaginal sex, creampie, love making

@kbiscuits here you go dear!

It was night time. MC was in her bedroom, laying down under her cozy sheets. Her lover, mozart was busy composing. He had been busy for a few days and MC was getting real lonely.

She wanted to give mozart some space so he could concentrate better on his composition, in fact it was MCs idea to stay away from him. Now shes regretting that decision because she missed him a lot emotionally and.. sexually.

Just thinking about those steamy nights made her body heat up, her nether regions especially.

"Hngh.." MC moaned silently as her thoughts became wild. She couldnt ignore her thoughts anymore.

She trailed her hands into her underwear, touching her slit, feeling her wetness againsts her fingers...

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Meanwhile in mozart's room...

Mozart slammed his quill furiously as he crumpled up the music sheet he was composing on.

He exhaled sharply as he gazed down towards his tight pants. His member had been buldging furiously against his pants for a while and it had distracted him awfully. Instead of music flowing throught his mind, it was his desire and longing for MC. He understood that MC wanted to give him his own space for his own sake, but he couldnt carry on like this.

As much as he wanted to see MC, he figured that she would be asleep at this time

Mozart glanced once more onto his raging member, constricted in his pants. Frustration was painted on his face.

"Damn it, guess i have no choice" mozart muttered under his breath, annoyed.

He unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants, allowing his throbbing member to spring out. He was clearly energetic down there as precum was already leaking. He snaked his hand towards tip masaging it gently as he thought of his sweetheart MC.

"Mmh.." mozart groaned lowly, feeling the pleassure build up in his nether regions

He started pumping his member gently, imagining that he was making endless love to MC.

Once he had enough of the gentle strokes, he fasten his pace, feeling his release coming closer than expected. His fantasies grew wilder and wilder every second.

"Ngh..!" Mozart groaned out as he released violently onto the palm of his left hand.

He was panting a bit as he released fairly hard, due to not doing it with MC for a few days. He stared at his now soiled hand and exhaled shamefully. He felt wrong touching himself to the thought of her for some reason.

Mozart quickly cleaned off his hand with a hankerchief and tossed it into his washing.

"Maybe a cup of coffee will fix things.." mozart mumbled, fixing himself up and walked out of his room.

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Mozart had fixed himself a cup of coffee and proceeded on going back to her room when he heard strange noises coming from MC's room

"Ngh..haaa.. mozart.."

Mozart froze in his tracks almost dropping his cup of coffee

"Is she.." mozart thought to himself as his cheeks slowly grew red, which soon was replaced by a shy smirk.

He placed his coffee down on the vase table, knocking onto MC's door

"*knock* MC..?" Mozart knocked and called her name, pretending to not know what she was doing

This of course, scared the living hell out of mc causing her to almost jolt out of bed

"Y-yes?!" MC yelped, trying to tidy herself up quickly, hiding the fact that she was doing.. things

"May i come in meine liebe?" He asked sweetly, trying to hide his playfull tone

"O-okay.." MC said as she clutched her blankets

Mozart opened the door and closed it behind him. He slowly approached MC who clearly looked as if she was hiding something. He sat on her bed. His gentle smile twisted into a playfull smirk

"I heard what you were doing schatzi.." mozart said playfully causing mc to gasp in embarrasment

"Why didnt you tell me that you needed me that much..?" Mozart asked as he got closer to her, slowly traling his hand onto MC's face, cupping it.

"B-but i felt bad for bothering you.." MC admitted shyly

"Dont worry about it, even i was left alone with my thoughts and well.. i acted on those thoughts" mozart said still with a playful tone but with a pink tint on his cheeks

MC understood what he meant causing her face to burst red.

"Heh.." mozart chuckled softly as he leaned towards MC's lips giving it a deep kiss, tongues dancing against each other.

His once soft member had started throbbing violently againsts his pants again just from teasing his lover.

"Ngh..!" Mc moaned into his mouth. Mozart slowly pushed her down onto the bed, straddling her without breaking the kiss.

If MC was moist earlier, at this point she was dripping wet, especially feeling his lover's buldge against her thigh.

Eventually they broke the kiss with a trail of saliva connected to their lips. Mozart gave MC a quick peck on her neck earning a tiny moan from her.

His hands trailed from her delicate face towards her breast. He gave her breasts a gentle massage, occasionally squeezing her erected nipples through her thin night gown

"A-ah..!" MC moaned out slightly feeling her breasts being stimulated. She could also feel her lover's member start to throb violently againsts her thigh.

MC didnt want to be the only one stimulated, so she decided to do something daring. She reached her hands towards his throbbing bulge, stroking it through his pants.

"Mmh..!" Mozart moaned out which he quickly put a hand to cover his mouth.

MC smiled shyly when she saw his reaction

"Let me make you feel good too.." MC said with a blush on her face

His heart skipped a beat, hearing his partner say such thing with a cute voice.

"Do you realize how cute you are being right now..?" Mozart whispered into her ear and gave it a nibble, causing MC to jolt. he unbuttoned his collar, "i dont think i can wait any longer meine liebe.." he continued with a husky voice

"Me neither.." MC admitted softly as she unbuttoned mozart's pants letting his member spring out. She gave the head a light massage feeling him twitch against her fingers

"Hah.. eager aren't we?" Mozart panted out with a playful smirk

Mozart brought his left hand down towards her lower parts. He pushed her panties to the side giving him a clear view of her drenched heat.

"Heh.. were u this.. mm.. wet when you were touching yourself earlier" mozart asked MC teasingly as he glider his thumb up and down her drenched slit causing her to buck her hips against his thumb.

"Ngh..! I..mm dont think so.." MC said as she choked back a moan, still touching his member which was now leaking with precum.

Mozart wanted to tease MC more

"So tell me.. what were you imagining..?" Mozart asked, teasing her

MC blushed and looked away, biting her lips in embarrasment

"W-well.. i imagined y-you kissing me and...." MC struggled to speak as she was too embarrased. She covered her face with her free hand

"Hehe.. dont worry MC, i was just mmh.. teasing you" mozart said as he chuckled, giving his embarrased lover a gentle peck on her cheek.

He gestured MC to pull her hand away from his member and scooted closer. He slowly peeled of MC's panties off and nudged his member againsts her entrance

"Do you want to know what i imagined meine liebe?" Mozart whispered into her ear, gliding his member up and down MC's slit, making sure to brush against her clitoris, earning soft moans from her. "I imagined burrying myself deep inside you, making endless love to you.." he continued with a seductive tone, slowly pushing himself inside of MC's wet heat. The way his member stretched her and the way MC's core tightened around him caused them both to moan out loudly. He used to restrict his own noises in the past. It took him a while to finally be able to make more noises in bed.

"Haah.. MC..." he moaned out into her ear "would you hah.. want me to go gentle or rough..?" He asked softly into her ear

"Hngh..please go rough mmm.. on me wolfie" MC said lewdly, causing mozart to tense up

"I would have find it hard to go gentle on you meine liebe.. especially after calling me by my first name" he said as he exhaled, feeling his desire building up

He started off with a slow yet fierce thrust, gradually picking up pace. He made sure to hit her sweet spot. Every thrust earned a loud moan from MC as she could feel him deep inside of her.

The pleasure they both felt was unreal. It always had felt unreal whenever they did it, but this time was beyond unreal, after not doing it together for a few days.

The way their sexes joined together with a slap, caused them both to make more noises when ever they were joined together. Moans and grunts filled up the room with the wet noises their sexes made. They didn't want this blissfull moment to end which is why mozart slowed his pace down.

"Wolfie..?" MC asked curiously as his lover thrusted into her slower than before

"Sorry MC.. i dont think i would have last long enough if i kept thrusting like that..i also want to make this moment more intimate for the two of us.." mozart admitted shyly

She found this side of him really adorable, which then she threw her arms around Mozart's neck. This sudden gesture surprised Mozart.

"I love you wolfie.." MC whispered

"I love you too meine engel.." mozart said as his face bursted red, from MC's cuteness

They took a moment to stare into eachothers eyes, sexes still connected to each other. The way mozart's amethyst orbs glimmered with love and passion made MC's heart flutter.

Their lips slowly connected unconciouslly, drowned in love and pleassure. Their soft lips gently pecking each other, feeling each others warm breath.

Their gentle kisses became heated and passionate, their toungues once again interwining. Unconciously, Mozart had pick up the pace, hammering himself roughly into MC , along side with the passionate kissing. Their moans were muffled into each others kiss.

"Im sorry liebe... i *grunt* wont last any longer.. may i finish inside of you?" Mozart asked sweetly, panting as he pulled away from the kiss.

"Ah..! Please do.. i love you wolfie..." MC said as she felt the knot in her nether regions start to snap.

Just the phrase " i love you wolfie" drove him feral. At this rate he was drilling into her heat with no mercy, causing loud moans and cries to erupt for MC's swolen lips. Mozart on the other hand was growling into her neck feeling himself lose control.

"K-Kiss me!" MC moaned out as she wrapped her legs onto his waist, which Mozart immideatly started kissing her roughly.

They both released, a scream of pleassure escaping from MC's mouth, feeling herself tremble at the sensation of her orgasm. Mozart had pushed himself deeply. He released deep inside of her, painting her insides white as he moaned loudly into her mouth.

They pulled away from the kiss with a wet sound, both panting as they recovered from their mind blowing ecstacy.

"Sorry if i was too rough on you mc" mozart said appolegetically as he pulled out from her core.

"Dont worry about it wolfie.." MC said as he pulled him into a sudden tight hug

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Arthur walked down the halls with a cup of coffee in his hand, when he spotted a cup full of cold coffee resting on the vase table.

"By jove, who left their untouched coffee here?" He asked himself.

Thats when he heard questionable noises come from MC's room.

"My, my, seems like wolf abandoned his coffee for his dear MC" arthur said walking away as he chuckled.

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AAAAA this one isn't my best work but i tried ;-; sorrtcif some parts here sounded awkward 😭

[nelelos]

Liebe Nelo,

fühl mich heute wieder bisschen einsam, ich glaube ich bin wieder im Onno-Tief. In letzter Zeit wach ich manchmal auf und mein Herz tut einfach weh, ohne so richtig zu wissen, warum.  In letzter Zeit liebe ich deepen oder auch minimal House mit Vocals.  Das hier ist auch wieder ein Banger, typisch Villalobos, ein bisschen abgehackt und kantig, aber durch die Vocals gleicht sich diese Eckigkeit wieder aus. ,,I know that flowers grow from rain / but how can love grow from pain?” 

Ich hoffe alles ist gut bei dir, ich bin so froh, dass dir bisher alles gefällt und hoffe, dass du kleine Ruhemomente findest, ich glaube das ist ein gutes Lied für eben solche.

<3 u and miss u!  Josefa

[imisswonho]

(1/4)I MISSED U MORE ☺️💓 Also I will always take my time to answer u !! I just broke the contact with my best friend of 2 Years so I’m going through some shit but I love texting with u🙈Ugh I feel u ! I got so confused at first I was like “Ok what is 5pm???” and always said things like “17:00” 😭😩 But I learned quick.. Sometimes I still have to think “ok what’s 15:00 again.. ah yeah 3pm” 🙃 I’m actually ok in gsl?idk I have a pretty good memory and can remember things good so I have a solid B

(2/4) BUT DONT GET ME STARTED ON SCIENCE XJWNDOD I SUCK SO MUCH IN THAT SUBJECT HAHAHA I used to be good but then we got a other a teacher and I was bad and now we got a other teacher again and I’m even worse now :))) BUT I WILL IMPROVE ONE DAY !! Meine 4 Kurse sind ok.. Ich hab Kurse und Klassen.Die Hauptfächer sind als Kurs und alles andere in der Klasse :p Ich bin in Nawi und Mathe in den Kurs für Leute die besser in den Fächer sind obwohl ich schlecht bin… 😂😂🤷‍♀️

(¾)I love worldwide gaming events !! I’ve only played in Europe ones sadly.. Maybe one day I’ll be able to play on worldwide events who knows what happens in the future 👀 I have my finals next year so I need all the luck I can get,thanks 😩 Don’t feel bad !! It sure is a bit annoying to separate the asks but I’m used to it by now hehe ☺️ Also random weekend story wohoo !! I went bowling with some friends on Friday to celebrate my birthday and guess who won 😌😌👀 We played 2 rounds and I

(4/4) got around 230 points 🤔 Tbh I don’t know how bc I haven’t played bowling in SOOO long but a wins a win 😇 And I have sleepover plans with one of my friends for the next week !! The last time we wanted to sleepover she wasn’t allowed to bc she and her family would visit someone the next day so I really hope everything’s good the next weekend 🙏🙏🙏 Also made plans to meet my Internet friend again next year.. Already planning bc I miss her so much 😩 -Overwatch anon

HI CUTIE PIE!! 🍮💫🍓🌼💚🍦🌹🌟🍒🍀❤️🌵🥞🍮💫🍓🌼💚🍦🌹🌟🍒🍀❤️🌵🥞🍮💫🍓🌼💚🍦🌹🌟🍒🍀❤️🌵🥞🍮💫🍓🌼💚🍦🌹🌟🍒🍀❤️🌵🥞 omg that sucks with what you’re going through with your friend I”m so sorry!! I wish I could talk to you more about it but idk if you’re comfortable messaging me on anon about it :(((( I deffo have been through that; it’s hard but if it’s meant to be, you two will work it out!! ✨✨✨ 

warte, das ist gut! I was never in the higher classes HAHAHAHA I was usually in the lower ones (especially for math and science)!!! Ich bin nicht gut in meinem Hauptgerich!!  es ist sehr schwierig 😪😪😪 auch, wir machen ein projekt auf Deutsch!! my roommate and I have to make a 3 minute video interviewing each other in German lol I’M SUPER EXCITED BUT SHES NOT 😂😂😂 Ich liebe reden, aber sie nicht…….

OMG WORLDWIDE GAMING EVENT SOUNDS SO COOL (I actually fell asleep p early last night so I forgot to go to the LOL event…)!! I hope you can play in it one day too!! Have you been to any big gaming conventions?? 

AND OMG HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY!!!!! 🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂 Alles Gute zum Geburtstag!!!!!!!!! lafjdlkjfklafa your weekend sounded so fun!!! I’m so happy you had an amazing time!! the few times I’ve been bowling the balls ended up in the gutter and/or i hit ONE pin HAHAHAHA but it really is fun!! I hope your sleepover and your meetup happens too babe!! ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

[illyakryvoruchko-blog]

Bonjour, friends, I can’t mind writing My verse libre about My loving to Camila, The most beautiful girl Who impresses me. She likes me cos Her eyes are brown and divine. It means that she gravitates Boys of all the world as me &, maybe, she feels this magnetism With boys.  I’ve more dreams that I’ll be her boyfriend and I’ll look out Truth about her life.  I just fell in love With her as a lion, saw her as a dog. As far as I know, love doesn’t depend On age. Camila is older than me on 5 months and years. It was for me So strange. Das ist gut dass Sie, dass Camila mich liebst, nicht sagt*. I can confidently say that I’m camilizer & if I were at the US, I’d vote her more than The other celebrities.  Ich kann nicht bestellen, Warum ich liebe Camila mehr**. (I just wrote 2 German sentences, don’t worry.) In March, 3rd, I forgot to write to Camila: “Tanti auguri, chao! Buonno notte! Sorni doro!”*** If Camila is online, I say to her: “Enschuldingung! Ich habe dein Geburstag vergessen. Ich bin romantisch.” # I love her cos, maybe, She’s the celebrity, Or she’s my dream and I miss and think about her So much. I can’t understand. And Camila will be my Spanish Native speaker and I will read With her a book “En inengioso hidalgo Don Quihote De la Mancha”**** written by Servantes, the Spanish writer (1547-1616).  If I see her at first, I’ll say “Hola, Camila! Wie bist du?”***** I’m dreaming to dance with her Tango and mambo. I know that Camila’s fans love her too more Than In love her. I’m ready For anything she wants. Maybe, her kiss’ll be the sweetest In whole world. I’m ready for Mein verse libre schreiben. Ich wolle Camila Spanisch sprechen, Marchen lessen, Mambo tanzen, Kissen und lieben******. I love Deutsch And it gives me confident. So, Camila, I love u so much & accept mein Poem. Te’amo. Ich liebe dir. I luv ya, My divine Camila.                                                                            • *It’s good that Camila doesn’t say that she loves me. (German). • **I cannot understand why I love Camila more. (German). • ***Happy birthday, bye! Good night! Sweet dreams! (Italian). • ****The wisest hidalgo Don Quihote from la Mancha.(Spanish). • *****Hello, Camila! (Spanish). How are you?(German). • ******I wanna speak Spanish, read fairy tales, dance mambo, kiss and love Camila. (German). • #: Sorry! I forgot your birthday. I’m romantic. (German).