#Path To Nowhere

[strwbmei]

Adjutant Nightingale is such a sweetheart. I need to *** her until she **** all over my *** and ***** * **** *** **** the bed.

nsfw utc (chief!reader)

So like. Nightingale right?? I imagine it all started with a simple celebration. One too many drinks for the both of you that led to a steamy one night stand; a blissful mistake for Nightingale that she vowed to never repeat again. She won't deny that she's had feelings for you for a while now, but if she ever decides to act on them, it'd be through proper courtship. It's what you deserve, Nightingale thinks.

You don't remember anything, so the two of you decide to continue being co-workers and nothing more. At least, for a while. It didn't take long before you started yearning for her touch. Nightingale has no qualms with denying herself of her desires, but when you ask her with eyes hazed with lust, how can she say no?

You've gone from "just co-workers" to something more. Yet, you can't help but notice that it's always her who does all the work. Of course, you've offered to return the favor many times before, but Nightingale insists that she much prefers giving over receiving. While she isn't lying, that's only because she's never tried it the other way around.

So when you finally convince her to let you eat her out, it's obvious how hard she's trying to stop herself from squirming or closing her thighs. You can't help but find this side of Nightingale absolutely adorable. Who knew that the woman who could fuck you for hours on end could be this sensitive?

The poor girl doesn't even know where to put her hands when she feels herself nearing orgasm. One is gripping the sheets for dear life while the other is covering her mouth. (Honestly, you can still hear her very clearly from how loud she's being, but you don't have the heart to tell her. Plus, it's cute.)

When you feel her legs shake as she cums all over your tongue, you know that you'll have to do this more often <3

[amphibiahawks321]

Zoya : you say I can't destroy anything anymore.... since I'm here now it still won't be true

Zoya : cause I can still destroy you on this table if you uncuff me chief~

ChiefM!Reader : ......

ChiefM!Reader Blushing : god dammit Zoya... I'm supposed to be interrogating you...

[murasakishoujo]

'Miss Campbell, About the next operation...'

'Chu❤️'

[kiagerou]

born to draw forced to lock in ( <- exams )

[draculaxias]

Headcannons for Bai yi with an ftm reader who's twice her height and build (like Wonder Woman) and is extremely strong and calls her "princess"

Reader: [benching 350 as a warm up]

Zoya: whoa....she could break you in half

Bai yi: and I'd say please and thank you

𝐁𝐚𝐢 𝐘𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬/𝐨 ᯓ ᡣ𐭩

Hcs of Bai Yi with a strong darling! Oh, isn’t that refreshing?

OH SHE IS FOLDING FOR YOU

Its like a horny simp, she gets all giggly when you call her “princess” or other pet names, despite getting flustered she isn’t the type to get too shy; she will make teasing comments so you both are equally flustered!

Loves watching you work out with Zoya (omg you and Zoya being gym bros lmao), she gets to see you sweaty, your muscles in display, UGH.

When I tell you she has whispered the most dirties, unbelievable, shocking, dirty things in your ear— I MEAN IT..

PIGGY BACK RIDES, CARRY HER PRINCESS STYLE, you are strong enough to lift her up and she loves that ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

“Geez you act like a teenage girl giggling and smiling every time you see (Y/n)..” — Said by Zoya 72926826267282726225812937363727 times.

Omg I have like this one feeling she is the type to randomly sign you off to a boxing match or something (with your consent of course… or she might tell you once it’s too late— saying how she ‘forgot’) to win hella money ! (*cough* To pay off her debts *cough*)

Plus there is definitely a 99.9% you’ll win! Or if not, 100% xp

HELP IF SHE CATCHES YOU WEARING NO SHIRT OR A CROP TOP; EXPECT HER TO TOUCH YOUR ABS OR IF YOUR SHOULDERS ARE EXPOSED THEN YOUR BICEPS ARE HER VICTIMS.

Bai Yi: *poking (Y/n)’s muscles and makes a squeaking noise*

Sometimes jumps up to you to kiss or hug you hello, so be ready to catch her anytime.

Since you’re taller than her expect jokes or nicknames from her about your height.

“How’s the weather up there?” “My giraffe” “it’s hard not spotting you in a crowd full of people with that height— you literally stick out!”

But in more private, intimate moments she will let you know how much to loves and appreciates you; telling you how beautiful you are, how she loves you, covers your neck with kisses. She isn’t much about giving words, but her actions do the most talking.

Back to silly! She is the type to also ask you out of pocket unserious questions like: “If you and Godzilla were to fight I think you’d win, I don’t know.”

People are hella scared of you, they get a bit intimidated so imagine their surprise when they find out you are dating silly Bai Yi

[hunnieknight]

I don't have 99 yet, so her characteristic is my personal delulu.

Can eat A LOT, easily irritated when failing basic life skill, self-preservation increase when training with others, mostly calm around a gremlin Hella, nice to us because Hella is nice to us, have i told you her appetite is big?

Girlfailure soggy hungry puppy

[lemonsonsticks]

I'll stop probably when i'm done going through her entire wardrobe...

[soymilkwithyuri]

Drew ptn tdy

[hamburguesaxd]

we came from dirt

we have to swallow it

[rahu-the-knight]

PTN hips... save me..

Save me PTN hips

[kay-selfships]

you can’t kill me, i have anime boys in my phone that need me

[sinful-lanterns]

POPSICLE

synopsis: enjoying a popsicle makes their imagination wander...

featuring: serpent, coquelic, cabernet, adela, kelvin

rating: 18+ smut (minors dni)

warnings: gn! reader, transfem characters (all of them), double coc.ks/hemipenes (serpent), no actual s.ex but it is very much implied, implied s.ex, implied mas.turbation, dirty thoughts, bon.ers, pining, mentions of bl.owjo.bs, voyeur.ism (coquelic), pwp

art credits: horimiya

SERPENT

The summer season was one of Serpent’s least favorite seasons while living in the Bureau. Usually because if she were back at home, she’d spend everyday just lounging around naked, due to the fact that she was cold blooded and absorbed the temperature of the environment around her. Unfortunately for her, the Bureau required Serpent to wear clothes 24/7 when around other Sinners, and poor Serpent was always at the boiling point whenever she kept her clothes strewn on. 

She’s protested against the clothes rule once before, but was quickly shut down by the Chief for her public indecency. Now that she was forced to keep her clothes on through the boiling months of summer, poor Serpent was currently dying while sitting in front of the AC to catch a break. 

“Mmmmmmpf tooo hottttt…” Serpent whined, her body sweating way too much thanks to the heat of the room. Her face was flushed and she was on the verge of tears with how grumpy and hot she was, wanting something to cool her down quick. 

“Serpent?” Her head turned around to see you peeking your head through the door. “Ah, little human! Hellooooo~!”

Though awfully sweaty, she flashed you a toothy smile and flicked her snake tongue out as a greeting. “What brings my little human to the screening room? Are you hot too?” 

“Yeah, most of the ACs around the Bureau are broken and are being fixed by Demolia or Eureka. This is the only room with somewhat decent air conditioning.” You smiled and held up two popsicles in your hand. “I brought popsicles from the kitchen.”

“Ooooooh.” Serpent perked up at that and held up her hands for one. “What flavor?” 

“Grape and strawberry.” 

“I’ll take grape.”

You tossed her the grape popsicle and opened yours with ease, sliding down to sit by Serpent near the air conditioner and dig into your icy treat. Serpent had already begun to munch on her grape popsicle while you did so, and she was perfectly content with this little snack, until she looked over to see you sucking on your own popsicle.

Sucking rather interestingly Serpent noted.

“Ah…” her cheeks flushed quietly at the sight of your lips pursing over the top of the popsicle and running your tongue across it. She knew you weren’t trying to be…suggestive in any way (she thought) but with the way your lips wrapped so perfectly around the head of the popsicle, she couldn’t help but let her innocent mind wander…

Would your lips wrap that perfectly around her two dicks? Serpent bit her lip at the thought. Would your pretty tongue lap over her tip so eagerly? Stroking and caressing over the head of her second cock, while beads of her precum spilled past the first tip and providing “flavor” to your eager tongue?

The snake woman gulped and shifted her gaze over to you again, breath hitching as she watched you unconsciously bob your head down to suck on the length of the popsicle a bit more. 

Oh…oh! Serpent felt all the blood rush to her face, as well as her two hemipenes down below, watching the way your head bobbed down with drops of popsicle juice dripping from the sides. She felt one of her cocks begin to twitch with arousal. Then the second. Then finally both cocks were stirring up with excitement at the thought of you going down at her. If she was hot then, then she was definitely hot now, as heat was pulsing through her veins with a need to see her pretty cocks stuffed down your throat (and other places). 

Her breath was heavy and laborious, imagining the sight of you down on her knees, smirking up at her while you pushed her dress up to tug at her panties with desire. She gulped when she pictured you slowly licking your hot tongue from the base to the shaft, before finally engulfing her entire tip into your mouth and fondling her second cock with your hand. Serpent groaned at the sight, and was about to picture you swallowing her whole when—

“Serpent? Serpent?!” 

Her eyes widened and she turned to look at you again, face flushing as she wondered if you could see her picturing you in so many lewd thoughts. Or even worse, could you see her erections? Was she having a prominent boner(s) right now?!

“I— I…uhm…” 

“Your popsicle is melting. It’s all over your hand.”

You sighed and grabbed a napkin to wipe the sticky mess off Serpent’s hand, chuckling a bit at how silly she was for letting her treat get messy like this. “You were daydreaming so much that it began making a mess on the floor. Glad to see none of it spilled on your dress, but what were you thinking about?”

“Ah…nothing! I have to go, sorry!” Serpent flashed you a nervous smile and quickly got up to leave the screening room. She felt bad for leaving you caught off guard, but she was in a rush to get to her cell room in order to see if anything “embarrassing” happened to her.

The moment she was safe and locked in the privacy of her own room, Serpent sighed and looked down to see the hem of her dress. Sure enough, two, prominent boners were standing tall and straining against the fabric of her underwear, causing Serpent to groan with how pent up and horny she was. “Ohhhhh whyyyyyy…” she whined, making her way to her bed to satisfy her cocks’ cravings. Today was going to be an even hotter day for her it seems…

COQUELIC

Coquelic had filed several complaints to the Chief of the MBCC throughout the early days of summer. When the majority of the ACs broke down in all the buildings, Coquelic was left lazing around in her room with Sumire or Garofano fanning her to keep her cool. Very spoiled was the Garden Master indeed, but without her trusty flower girls to dote on her every need, Coquelic would’ve melted like a puddle by now under the heat.

“Sumire, darling. Do put more wrist work in that fan, I’m starting to glisten.” 

Coquelic groans and runs a finger across her forehead, pouting at the way she felt the slightest bit of slick coat her skin. “I’m losing so much water…! My poor complexion…”

“Mentor, with all due respect, it is just a little bit of sweat.”

Poor Sumire was sweating a lot more than Coquelic was, due to the fact she was working to keep Coquelic happy, all the while having no AC or fanning herself. Though the Garden was full of assassins who could definitely handle hotter temperatures than this, it didn’t mean it was exactly “comfortable” for those having to sit around and just take in the scorching heat. At least with the missions the Garden girls had something to distract themselves with…

At the door to her room opening slightly, both Coquelic and Sumire turned to see you peeking in your head through the door. At the sight of your familiar face, Coquelic immediately perked up and sat up in her bed. “My flower! You’ve come to visit I see…” Coquelic chimed, a bright smile filling her once uncomfortable face. “Sumire, you are dismissed. And while you’re at it, get yourself something cold at the cafeteria. You look awfully red.”

Sumire sighed and bowed in respect, getting up from her position to walk past you and leave.  As she did so however, she flashed you a smile and mouthed the words “thank you” as if she were finally relieved to get a break from her mentor’s demands. 

When she finally left, Coquelic opened her arms for you to come join her in bed, eager to have someone like you keep her company on this hellish day. “My flower, what brings you here into my sanctuary? Are you here to spoil me again?” 

“You can say that. I brought some popsicles from the cafeteria kitchen, Kelvin is making them. Would you like some?”

“Oh? A cold, sweet treat for me? Give me a red one, it matches my lipstick.” 

You handed her the red, unknown flavor of popsicle and sat down besides Coquelic on her bed. The moment the cold treat graced the mentor’s lips, she let out a delighted sound of relief and began eating with vigor. “Mm, how perfect. That Kelvin girl sure is talented…” 

You chuckled and nodded, starting to suck on your own popsicle while staring off into space. You were content with just sitting there and soaking in the company of your beloved Coquelic, yet it seems with the way you were ravaging your popsicle, Coquelic had taken notice and began letting her eyes wander to your mouth…

With her own sugary treat halfway in her mouth, she let her red eyes fixate on the way you were sucking nonchalantly on your ice-cold popsicle. She knew you weren’t doing it on purpose, (at least, it seemed that way to her) but Coquelic couldn’t help but drag her own tongue across her lips with interest at how sensual your popsicle eating was…

You and Coquelic had a special relationship with each other. Not necessarily official lovers, but you’ve definitely explored each other’s bodies before several times. Her mind flashed back to memories of you towering over her in bed, hand fisting the base of her small, yet beautiful cock, with your face hovering over the hot head of her length. 

Her cheeks went pink at the memory. Recalling the way you shyly smoothed your tongue over her tip and inched your way further at a snail’s pace. You were so shy and meek back then, too scared to touch the Master of the Garden like this with your lips, before Coquelic had to take her own matters into her hands and shove you down further by forcing her hands down on your scalp. 

Coquelic drooled a bit inside her mouth when she recalled how you choked slightly even on her smaller size. You were so adorable with the way you looked up at her with lust, mouth bobbing up and down her short length and causing the master to buck her hips up into your throat. 

“Your tongue work is impressive as always.” Coquelic comments suddenly, smirking up at you with half lidded eyes. That caught you off guard and you nearly choked on your popsicle, blushing and turning to the Garden master. “C…Coquelic…”

“Oh, don’t stop now. Come on, give me a show.” Coquelic teased, eyes trailing down to the base of her practically lingerie attire. “I like it very much…”

Your eyes followed her gaze and your breath hitched at the sight. Through the thin, translucent fabric of her lace, a small bulge was prominent with bits of wetness staining the cloth. It occurred to you that Coquelic had been watching you this entire time letting her mind fill in the imagination of you sucking her cock rather than that popsicle… 

“When you’re finished with that, would you like to enjoy another kind of popsicle, my dear?” Coquelic teased, gesturing to the boner under her nightgown. 

“Ah, well…” your cheeks flushed but you couldn’t help but find the offer enticing. “Alright.” “Splendid!” Coquelic grinned and leaned back against her bed, continuing to eat her popsicle before fishing out her shaft to masturbate to the sight of you eating your treat. “Just take your time. I’m sure we’ll both enjoy the show…”

CABERNET

Cabernet was among the majority of the sinners who couldn’t handle the heatwave at the MBCC. For almost every meal, she’s requested a cold dish to combat the heat. Ice cream sundaes, cold soba noodles, fresh fruit sandwiches. Heck, Cabernet had even resorted to putting her precious grapes in the freezer of the MBCC’s cafeteria kitchen. The cold crunch of her beloved fruits being the only thing saving Cabernet from sweating her face off among the sea of sweaty sinners.

Usually the calm and composed food critic would be able to find an alternative food item to keep herself from dying of starvation (plus the heat), but on this particular day, it was just too hot that Cabernet couldn’t even find the appetite to eat something fresh. Every food presented to her was either too warm, or lacking in flavor from the frost. Poor Cabernet was just slouching over one of the cafeteria tables and trying to absorb the cold from the metal. It was a pitiful sight, and Kelvin began working on a solution to make the tastiest popsicle for Cabernet’s standards.

“Psst. Hey.” Kelvin flagged you over when you walked past the kitchen one morning. She had been busy preparing popsicles for the entire Bureau ever since the air conditioning in the building broke, so when you walked in, you could see an assortment of several different flavors, plus a batch of popsicles that definitely stood out from the bunch with how “fancy” it looked.

“Hey Kelvin, did you need something?” You tilted your head and looked down at her. 

“Yeah, can you do me a favor? I’ve been making popsicles for everyone at the Bureau, but Cabernet’s popsicles are a special case.” Kelvin laughed nervously and presented a tray of gourmet, special popsicles that had bits of magenta dragon fruit and unique coloration you had never seen before. “Can you give these to her? I feel bad that she’s suffering immensely through the heat wave.”

“Yeah, of course!” You smiled and took the tray from her hands. “Where is Cabernet currently?” 

“She’s lying on that table over there.” Kelvin pointed to a redhead slouching over a cold table in the corner, hair a mess as she pressed her face against the surface and looked to be in such a miserable state. You felt a pang of sympathy for the poor woman after seeing her all sweaty and messy from the heat of the Bureau, so you nodded quickly and began making your way over to her. “I’ll go deliver these to her, thanks.”

Approaching the hot redhead at her table, you set the tray down and Cabernet immediately perked up at the smell. “Oh, hello there,” Cabernet hummed, looking up at you and trying her best to smile despite suffering. “What did you bring me, dear?” 

“Kelvin made you some special popsicles with her own recipe. I’m not sure what’s in them, but they sure do look fancy.” 

“They do indeed…” Cabernet hums, glancing over at the magenta popsicles with interest. “Would you like to try one with me?” 

“Really?” Cabernet nods and generously hands you a dragon fruit popsicle. “I can’t finish this all. Please, try one with me.” She smiles and wipes a bit of sweat away from her brow before picking up her own popsicle. “Cheers, let’s enjoy this cold treat together.” 

She teasingly taps the tip of her own popsicle against yours, mocking a sort of champagne glass clink before slipping the popsicle in her mouth. “Mmmm…Kelvin certainly outdid herself this time. I can taste all the flavors of fruit she put in here, what do you think dear?”

“Mm, I’ve never tasted anything like this before…” you muttered with utter surprise, seemingly enjoying the strange new treat. “It’s refreshing and sweet, but not too sweet. I can even taste hints of citrus and lemon within the popsicle…” 

Cabernet’s eyes gleamed with amusement at your analysis. She chuckled before continuing to lick at her popsicle with refreshment. “I didn’t take you to be such the food critic, dear.” Cabernet teased, before a brief silence overcame the two of you, letting Cabernet’s eyes wander to your lips. 

Cabernet was one to notice people’s mouths often, yet this time she took interest in the way you savored the popsicle on your tongue. The way you hungrily slurped up and licked the droplets of juice dripping from the ice, tracing your tongue over each side and crevice while closing your eyes in pure bliss for how refreshing the popsicle was in the heat…

Cabernet licked her lips and let her eyes drown out in your enjoyment. A certain hunger filling the food critic as she imagined how you’d devour something else if you were that excited to eat something phallic shaped. 

Would you slurp up her cum like that if you were to suck her off? Would you make those breathtakingly delicious sounds like you were right now when she leaks too much and accidentally ejaculates a mouthful into your throat from how cute you were? Would the taste of Cabernet bring you bliss like this as you were right now? 

She was definitely a woman with a high libido and she made it clear. Swallowing the drool that was filling up her mouth and letting her thoughts run wild of you between her legs and getting cockdrunk off her taste and taste alone. Oh how she wishes she could see you enjoy how sweet she was, semen dribbling down your chin just like how the popsicle juices were currently making a mess on your face. 

“So messy, aren’t you?” Cabernet hums, taking her napkin and dotingly wiping the juice from your chin. “No need to be so ravenous, my dear. We have plenty of popsicles to devour.” 

She smiles and suddenly tilts your chin up with the edge of her fingers, eyes going half lidded with arousal before whispering in your ear. “Plenty of popsicles, and one you could savor forever.”

And judging from the small boner straining against Cabernet’s dress, you had a small idea of just what kind of popsicle Cabernet was referring to. It was one you would savor forever indeed…

ADELA

Because of how hot it had become in the Bureau, Adela began getting frequent customers, both staff and sinners alike, all asking for shorter and thinner haircuts to get just a bit more breeze on their skin while the ACs were all broken. 

Poor Adela had been stuck in her cell room snipping away hair for nearly everyone at the Bureau. Don’t get her wrong, she loved her job with a burning passion, but when almost all the ACs were broken and there wasn’t much ventilation circling through the walls (plus the added smell of hair chemicals and constant work from day to night), Adela was beginning to feel fatigued and had to take a small break in the screening room where there was one working AC in the whole building. 

She was covered in a thin layer of sweat as she took a sip from her ice cold water bottle to cool off. She was rethinking her working hours for the summer since she was getting more fatigued the further they went into summer, and was lost in thought until she heard the screening room door open. 

“Adela?”

“Oh, hello there sweetheart.” 

Adela flashed you a soft smile and immediately set down her water bottle. “What brings you to find me? Are you in need of a haircut? Everyone has been asking for one nowadays, it’s just too hot to function with long, thick hair…”

She chuckled and looked up at you, patting the spot beside her for you to sit down. “No, maybe next time.” You responded, smiling before sitting down next to her as she requested. “I came to give you something!”

“Oh?” Adela chuckles and tilts her head fondly. “You didn’t have to get me anything. Just your presence is enough for me.” 

“I know, but this time the gift is really worth it.” You smiled, holding up two popsicles in your hand. “The kitchen had been hard at work making popsicles for everybody, so I snatched two for us to enjoy!”

Adela smiled and blushed slightly at your generosity. “You really didn’t have to do that for me, sweetheart. I could’ve grabbed them myself, but…thank you.” She seemed very grateful for the sugary, cold, treat, and took one of the popsicles from your hand. “No problem, I figured since you were working so hard these past few days, you needed something cold to cool you down.” 

You frowned and got a bit pouty at the thought. “Everyone needs to wait a little with their haircuts. They’re overworking you on so many hot days…there’s only so much of you to go around.”

Adela laughed softly at the way you got so defensive over her, patting the top of your head soothingly. “It’s my job, I like making people happy with their haircuts. It does get hot sometimes, but I can handle it. I thank you for worrying about me, though.”

Oh how Adela wanted to kiss you badly for how much you cared for her. You were just so cute and endearing in her eyes, yet she refrained from showing you affection for fear of ruining your friendship. “Well, enough pouting. Let us enjoy this treat, shall we?”

She smiles and begins unwrapping her popsicle to enjoy. When you finally relaxed and eased up your tension, Adela sighs with content as the two of you were engulfed in a comfortable silence. It wasn’t often that Adela got to have a relaxing time like this with someone she deeply cared about, so to have someone like you spend time with her on her break, really brought the hairdresser at ease.

“Ah, mine’s melting a bit.”

“Careful dear. You don’t want to spill on your clothes—”

Adela glanced over at you and her breath hitched at the sight of you tracing your tongue up along the length of your popsicle, licking up all the dripping juices and trying to clean the mess off your hand with your tongue. The sight of you doing this reminded her of…not so innocent things as blood rushed to her cheeks and made her blush. 

“Oh…here, let me help you.” Adela grabbed a few spare napkins and helped clean the mess off your hand and chin. She adored the sight of your clumsiness and found herself fluttering over the way you looked up at her with gratitude. “Thanks, sorry. I guess I should’ve accounted that these popsicles would be a bit messy.” 

You gave her a small, innocently messy smile and poor Adela felt her tights suddenly feel restrictive against her lower areas. A pulse of heat shot through her cock, causing her to stifle a whimper and feel herself strain against her tights. Without warning, Adela felt her innocent mind cloud with images of your hand wrapping around her length. The long, yet skinny length twitching under your touch before you lean down to grasp the tip into your lips and smirk up at her with mischief in your eyes. 

Adela felt guilty. She hated and loved the fact that she was imagining you in such inappropriate positions. She wanted to get rid of these thoughts, but her mind started spiraling and soon she was picturing you kneeling by her bed, thighs parted slightly with your innocent eyes looking up at her and pleasing her length with that tight throat of yours. Oh how she could just imagine your tongue tracing over each individual vein ribbing along her cock, knowing full well that you’d enjoy a stimulating sensation such as that against your mouth…

Darn it… Adela was getting hard. Adela rarely gets hard with how she always had the best thoughts and intentions of her loved ones, yet when you were licking that frozen treat of yours so sensually, how could Adela not picture you replacing that popsicle of yours with her cock? 

“Ah, apologies my dear. But I’m afraid I must head back to work. Thank you for keeping me company,” Adela says in a quiet tone, getting up before you could say anything else and quickly making her way back to her room. After locking the door and making sure no one could get in, Adela groaned and slid her tights down, her erect cock popping free with beads of precum leaking down the tip, as she now had a rock hard boner to deal with before seeing other customers… Adela sighed and rubbed her face in frustration. It looks like she’d be spending the rest of her break trying to relieve herself of this monster, sitting down on the chair her customers oftentimes sat on, before touching herself to thoughts of cumming down your throat…

KELVIN

For the past few days at the Bureau, Kelvin was hard at work preparing popsicles for everyone, ever since the air conditioning units all broke for seemingly no reason. Staff and sinners alike were all sending so many complaints to the poor Chief, and Kelvin being Kelvin, thought of making a temporary solution in order to get everyone off the Chief’s back. 

Kelvin was one of the few sinners who weren’t affected by the heat wave. Due to her particularly unique ability gained from becoming a sinner, Kelvin was immune to the hot air and fatigue, and was busy whipping up different flavored popsicles in the kitchen from morning to night. 

The chefs of the Bureau would help her, of course.  But most of the time Kelvin worked alone. She wanted to perfect her popsicle recipes to appease to the crowd’s tastes, so she was oftentimes up late at night preparing several batches of flavorful frozen treats. 

You had stumbled upon her cooking up a storm in the kitchen one night when you were out to get a glass of water. Upon seeing the meek sinner running around and mixing different fruit blends and flavors, you peeked your head in with curiosity and wondered what she was doing. 

“Kelvin?”

You watched as she squeaked and nearly dropped the tray of unfrozen popsicles on the floor. Quick to rush over to her, you helped steady her posture and felt guilty for startling her. “Ah, sorry. I shouldn’t have surprised you like that.” 

“N-No no, it’s fine. I just didn’t expect any visitors today at this hour,” Kelvin nervously chuckled and set the tray of unfrozen popsicle juice on the counter. “Did you need something from the kitchen? I’ll try my best to provide.”

“Well, I just came down to get a glass of water, but I didn’t expect you to be working so late still.” You tilted your head at her and offered a hand. “Do you need help? You've been working so hard lately caring for the entire Bureau throughout the heat wave. I don’t want you to be tired.”

Kelvin’s cheeks flushed a bit at your concern, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. “Ah, well, if you’re up to the task, I’d be happy to have some help in filling the rest of these popsicle molds. These are all for tomorrow’s batch, and I think it’ll be faster if we had two people working at the same time.” 

She smiles sheepishly at you. “Is…Is that okay?” 

“Of course, here, give me a pitcher.” And so you began helping Kelvin out in the kitchen. The two of you working diligently to finish tomorrow’s popsicles as quickly as possible. What was about half an hour of work had been halved to about fifteen minutes with you and Kelvin working together, and soon the last batch of the evening was slid into the freezer ready to be frozen for tomorrow. 

“Ah, we finished much quicker than I thought!” Kelvin exclaimed happily, already starting the cleanup process. “If you’d like, you can grab a popsicle of your choice that’s already been frozen. Think of it as like…a treat of sorts. A thank you for helping me.” 

She smiles bashfully and fiddled with her fingers, quickly washing the dishes while you took a popsicle of your choosing. 

“Mmmm. You've really outdone yourself this time, Kelvin. This flavor is really good.”

“Really? I’m glad you enjoy it—”

Kelvin grinned and turned around to face you, only to gasp and nearly drop the cup she was holding in her hand. 

“What? What’s wrong?” 

“Ah, nothing nothing. I just thought I saw a bug on the wall.” 

She flashed you a timid smile and turned back to face the sink, ears going pink as the sight of you pursing your lips over the popsicle and sucking on it ravenously, as it had Kelvin’s innocent mind wandering to dangerous territories. She didn’t expect herself to get so…aroused at the sight of you nonchalantly sucking on a popsicle to eat, yet the poor woman felt the inside of her small cock pulse with need the more she thought about it.

‘Ohhhh nooooo…’ Kelvin thought, trying to take her mind off her horniness as she continued scrubbing the dishes. She was lucky that she was turned away from you to hide her ever-growing blush and flustered-ness, but a part of her wanted to let her imagination run loose with the image of you bobbing your head up and down the sugary confection. 

Kelvin’s cock was not the biggest in comparison to the other sinners, in fact she was probably one of the smaller sinners on the spectrum when it came to measuring her dick size. However, she couldn’t help but think of how easy it would be for you to pop her entire length in your mouth, taking her from the tip to the base, as your mouth swallowed her whole and engulfed her in a sea of pleasure.

Kelvin stifled a whimper, feeling her tights strain against her ever-hardening erection as she rubbed her thighs together to provide some friction on her shaft. Poor Kelvin, she was so, so horny now. Picturing someone as hot and caring as you slowly edging her and teasing her as you traced circles around her cute cockhead, watching the tip grow redder and redder before spilling over with cute beads of seed and down her thighs…

Oh my, if you teased her delicately like that, Kelvin is unsure if she’d ever be able to stop herself. After all, whenever Kelvin orgasmed, she could barely contain herself as her ejaculations could last a very long time depending on how sensitive she was. (And most often than not, Kelvin was very sensitive when it came to a lover’s touch) 

“Mmpf…hnnn…” Kelvin chewed her bottom lip and swallowed as she felt herself stiffen while scrubbing the dishes. She was definitely distracted with her thoughts, as she didn’t notice you creeping up behind her.

“You’ve been scrubbing the same cup for a while now.”

“Ah!” 

Kelvin yelped and made the mistake of turning around, revealing the small, barely noticeable —but still noticeable in your eyes— dark stain that hovered just above where her tip would be. Your eyes immediately lowered and noticed the stain garnering the bluenette’s little chef outfit, and the smirk that stretched across your lips caused Kelvin to shiver with delight.

“Oh, distracted were we?” You chuckled, causing Kelvin to squeak and cover her crotch area with her hands, face going bright red with shame as embarrassment settled in. “Ah, don’t cover yourself. You look adorable! Were you busying yourself with thoughts of me?”

Kelvin couldn’t make eye contact with you, but stiffly nodded as a show of honesty. 

“Awe, alright then. I’ve finished my popsicle while you were ‘distracted’ but I’m still hungry…” 

Kelvin’s breath hitched as you got down on your knees, resting your cheek on her leg and smiling up at her. “Care to give me another popsicle, Kelvin? I came down for some water earlier, but it seems I’m parched for something else…” 

Unable to overcome her lust, Kelvin gulped and just slid her tights down with ease.

[sinsmockingbird]

This but with Zoya and Rahu instead.

CW: Smut under the cut

✧ Rahu doing these pelvic thrusts in the gym at the Bureau and you decide to sit on her like this. Your intention was just to simply put more weight on her so she had more of a challenge, but that original intention quickly changes when you feel something harden and poke you.

Looking down you see her face flushed red with a light sheen of sweat as tries her hardest to not focus on ever hardening boner. She can feel a rush of embarrassment hit her when she glances up to see you holding a knowing smile on your face when you realize what's exactly poking you.

She's trying her hardest to concentrate, but loses all of that when you begin to subtly grind yourself against her bulge. She's so taken aback that she falls (though still makes sure to catch you). You end up still on top of her, and with a laugh you lean in close to her ear, whispering softly at how hard she is while moving a hand down to palm her through her shorts.

Rahu will out a pitiful whimper at the feeling, while moving to push you off and storm towards the locker room, with you right on her heel. Your gonna end up sucking her off in one of the showers, trying to relieve some of the tension in her cock that you made.

✧ Zoya wanting to work on her pelvis and has you sit on top of her to give her a little bit more of a challenge while she does thrusts. Her being solely concentrated on her exercise that she doesn't notice the feeling of her cock throbbing between her legs and beginning to harden, not until you let out a little squeak of surprise at having it poke you.

She just ends up smirking, thrusting her hips up a bit harder up against you, making sure you could fully feel the extent of her sudden arousal. Your the one flushing red and getting embarrassed, making Zoya chuckle as she continues to tease you with hard thrusts of her hips. You caused this, after all, so she was gonna have her fun with it.

You have to end up getting off of her because it becomes too much, especially if some other people enter the gym. She quick to adjust herself and make sure the bulge isn't too noticeable before wrapping an arm around your waist and leading you towards the locker room.

Be prepared to have to keep yourself as quiet as possible while Zoya holds you up against the shower wall and fucks her cock in and out you. If she's gonna end up continuing her workout, she'll have to relieve the tension that built inside her from you, and there's no better way than using you.

[inou-ie]

Pairing: Shalom x sub!female reader

Warnings: NSFW, hair pulling/grabbing, strap-on is referred to as cock, praise kink, overstimulation, slight orgasm denial, squirting, crying, begging, blindfold.

Author's notes: I can't stop thinking about this woman, it's insane... so I'm just indulging myself again. A continuation of my previous fic about her.

MDNI

You woke up, feeling a warm and gentle sensation enveloping your body. As you slowly opened your eyes, the sight of Shalom peacefully asleep filled your heart with warmth. You observed her chest rising and falling with each gentle breath, her lips delicately parted, and a fond smile naturally graced your lips.

Your fingers traced the curve of her face, tenderly tucking loose strands of hair behind her ears. You leaned in to place a loving, soft kiss on her forehead.

After a while, you heard a faint murmur escape from Shalom as she stirred awake. "Mhmm..." she mumbled, her arms around you tightening as she slowly opened her eyes, which met yours with a loving gaze.

"Morning..." Shalom whispered, her breath warm against your chest, and you felt her smiling against your skin. Embracing each other fully bare, your heart raced with a mix of excitement and comfort. "Good morning." you replied, your voice a gentle whisper, matching the intimacy of the moment.

Shalom hummed in response, her hands providing soothing scratches on your back as you played with her hair. You chuckled when Shalom nuzzled against your chest, unable to hide your affectionate amusement. "What are you doing?" you asked, looking at her with a gentle expression, your hand tenderly patting her head.

"Shh... I'm counting your heartbeats. Mm, it's fun. Your heart is full of fascinating emotions." Shalom replied with a warm smile. A blush colored your cheeks as her words touched your heart.

A soft sigh escaped your lips as you continued to savor the moment, your hand tracing the contours of Shalom's back to her hips, the touch gentle and affectionate.

A playful smirk adorned Shalom's lips as she asked, "Are you trying to get me excited, hm?" Your cheeks flushed deeper, but you couldn't resist the impulse to be more direct.

"Maybe..." you mumbled, your hand resting on her hip. Her gentle smile seemed to encourage you, so you decided to be more forthright this time. "Yes, I am." you admitted with a growing smile.

Shalom chuckled, gazing at you with an amused expression. "You're starting to get honest, that's good." she whispered, giving your cheek a gentle pat before sitting up and stretching her arms. The sight of her bare back was so enchanting that you couldn't resist admiring her beauty.

As Shalom turned her head to meet your gaze, she reached for your hands and gently pulled you up to sit beside her. You couldn't help but notice the mischievous glint in Shalom's eyes as she gazed at your shoulder. "Hm, does it hurt?" she asked softly, her thumb gently rubbing against the bite mark on your shoulder.

"Oh, right..." you thought to yourself, remembering how she had bitten you the previous night. A sense of pride washed over you, and you couldn't resist tilting your head to the side, making it more visible to Shalom. "Not hurting at all." you replied, your gaze filled with affection as you looked at her.

Shalom nodded with a smile before scooting closer until she was seated on your lap, her arms wrapping around your shoulders. Her face nestled into the crook of your neck, and before you could even catch your breath, she let out a soft sigh followed by a tender kiss to your skin.

The sudden feeling of her lips against your skin caught you off guard and your heart raced as she began to trace slow circles along the sensitive flesh of your collarbone. "You... are mine," she whispered against your skin, her voice husky and filled with longing.

"Yes..." You managed to utter between ragged breaths. The pressure of her body against yours was electric, sending shockwaves throughout your body.

Shalom played with your hair which sent tingles down your spine, and as she shifted her attention to nibbling on your shoulder and neck, you found yourself losing control of your breath. The sensation of her teeth grazing against your skin was exquisite, and yet it felt like it wasn't enough for her. You held onto her hips tightly, unable to suppress the primal urge that coursed through you.

Her whispered words were like a siren song, drawing you closer into her world of desire. "Mhm... I want to hear your voice, let it out." she breathed out, her eyes locked onto yours. Before you could react, she opened her mouth wider than before and sank her teeth into your neck. The sudden sting of pain shot through you, but it was quickly replaced by an intense rush of pleasure.

Your body arched involuntarily into hers, pressing harder against her body. Shalom moaned softly against your skin before licking the bite mark she left.

You found yourself still reeling from the intensity of her bite, your heart pounding in your chest. As you watched her stand up and move away from you, a strange mix of desire and anticipation filled your veins. Her gaze lingered on the mark she left on your skin before drifting back to meet yours.

"Get on fours, now." she commanded suddenly, her tone was gentle yet firm - an irresistible combination that made it impossible for you to deny her any request. Without hesitation, you complied. Your body trembled with excitement as you leaned onto your hands and knees, presenting yourself before her in a position that left you feeling incredibly exposed.

"Good girl," she cooed, her approving hum sent shivers down your spine, followed by a soft pat on your ass that made you gasp.

Your heart raced as you heard the rustling behind you, but you didn't dare turn around. Shalom's soft voice was like a caress against your skin, and her words sent shivers down your spine. "Stay like that for me..." she whispered, and you nodded instinctively, knowing that obedience would make her happy.

As time passed, the anticipation grew more intense with each passing moment. You could feel her presence getting closer, but still, you refused to look back. Suddenly, you felt something block your vision - a blindfold... Your breath hitched as you tried not to panic.

"W-What is this for?" You asked, but not daring to move an inch while Shalom just chuckled. Your entire body tensed up as you felt something cold and wet hit your ass, causing you to gasp in surprise. Shalom's soft voice was like a caress against your skin, soothing the anxious butterflies in your stomach. "This is a perfect opportunity for me to know just how obedient you are," she whispered, tracing gentle circles around your ass before giving it a light smack.

"All you have to do is stay still," she said softly, "Easy right?" You nodded quickly, your heart racing as you tried to keep yourself under control. She traced her fingers along your back before moving down to your ass again, this time with a slightly firmer touch that left you whimpering softly.

"Can you do that?" She asked, and without hesitation, you nodded vigorously. The truth was, you would do anything for her - not because you had to, but because you wanted to. Her presence alone was enough to make your heart race and your entire being hum with desire.

Your breath hitched as you felt Shalom's hands move to your hips, holding them tightly in place. Her fingers teased and played with the dampness between your legs, drawing out moans of pleasure that you tried to stifle but couldn't help but let loose.

"One more thing," she whispered before moving her fingers to stretch your pussy. The feeling of being so open and vulnerable in front of her only heightened the intensity of the moment. You bit your lip as she traced the wetness that had already begun to pool there, leaving you trembling with desire.

And then suddenly... something brushed against your dripping entrance. Your body tensed up in response, "Do not cum until I say so," she added, her fingers teasing your entrance.

You gasped as Shalom breached your tight folds with the head of her strap, pushing slowly but surely deeper into your core. With each gentle thrust, she claimed more of you. You muttered a barely audible response, your mind racing with the thought of finally being filled by her.

You felt more sensitive than usual, perhaps because you can't see anything and you're not allowed to move as Shalom kept burying her cock inside you. "S-Slow, please..." you pleaded, but Shalom just gave your ass a smack.

"Shh, you can take it. No matter how rough, you're supposed to take it like a good girl." Shalom chuckled, before pulling her cock out and then pushing all of its length back inside you.

Shalom's thick cock stretched and filled you, the sensation both painful and exquisitely pleasurable. She was right; you were hers to take, no matter how rough or demanding she wanted to be. And with each thrust that pushed deeper into your tight folds, you could feel her claim on you growing stronger.

Your mind drifted between the pleasure of being so fully taken and the fear of what might happen if you disobeyed her command not to cum. You clenched around her shaft, instinctively trying to gain some control over this new experience. But Shalom wasn't about to let you off easy - she slapped your ass again, sending a jolt of pleasure through your body that left you weak in the knees.

"That's it, good girl." she growled, her hips moving faster now. "Take every last inch of me." As she continued to pound into you without mercy, you could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. But still, you held back - determined not to give in until Shalom allowed it.

You tried to focus on her words, the command she had given you, but it was becoming increasingly difficult as she began to thrust deeper and harder inside you.

Her hips slapped against your ass cheeks in perfect rhythm with each powerful stroke, driving home her dominance over you. Your breath came out in short gasps, and you could feel tears welling up in your eyes.

You whimpered, bending over completely as you buried your face into the sheets to muffle your moans. Just as you thought you could hold back, Shalom suddenly grabbed your hair, pulling it back so you couldn't hide your pathetic moans.

Your arms shook as you tried to stay on fours, Shalom holding your hair to keep you from leaning down. "Oh no... I want to hear you. Are you embarrassed about how you're moaning like a slut? she growled, tugging your hair which made you cry out. "My obedient little slut..." she added, making you tighten around her cock.

As her thrusts became harder and faster, you felt your resistance crumbling away. You couldn't deny the pleasure that was coursing through your body; it was too intense to ignore. With each deep stroke of her cock, you could feel yourself getting closer to the edge - an edge that terrified you but also thrilled you beyond measure.

Shalom chuckled and her eyes gleamed with delight. "You're tightening up so much," she said, giving your ass another hard slap that reverberated through the room. The sensation was almost too much to bear; you could feel yourself on the brink of orgasm.

"P...lease... I'll cum..." you managed to choke out between gasps for air. But Shalom only pushed deeper inside you, hitting a spot that made you cry out in pleasure.

"You want to disobey me and cum without my permission?" She whispered. You shook your head desperately, not wanting to disappoint her. "No... no..." Your body trembled as the tension built up within you.

You gritted your teeth, trying to ignore the pleasure that was slowly building up inside you. "Just a little more..." Shalom's words were comforting but her actions told a different story. Every thrust of her cock felt like it was hitting something deep within your pussy, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

Your legs trembled as she reached for your clit, rolling it between her fingers and teasing it softly. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge with each passing moment. "I can't... hnn... stop!" You pleaded once more, your voice cracking from the intensity of it all.

Shalom laughed softly before pinching your clit again, hard enough to make you cry out in pleasure. "You like this? Gonna cum?" She taunted with a smirk.

"Please..." Your voice was little more than a whimper now. It was agonizingly slow, painful even, not being able to reach climax when everything felt so good.

"Please please plea– mmffph!" You gasped when Shalom suddenly covered your mouth and shoved three of her fingers into it, silencing you. "Quiet now... I'll count to three and then you can cum." Her words brought a glimmer of hope to you; finally, after all this teasing, you would be allowed to climax.

"One..." She started, and obediently, you sucked on her fingers as they played with your tongue. Despite the intense pleasure coursing through your body, you managed to stay still as she continued to tease you mercilessly.

"Two..." Her voice was like honey dripping from her lips, seductive and tantalizing. Her fingers danced around inside your mouth while the other hand continued to tease your swollen clit, rolling it between her fingers. The sensation was almost too much to bear.

"Three..." She whispered softly before pushing her fingers deeper inside you in perfect sync with her hips which pushed even deeper into you. Her cock hit something deep within your pussy, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

"Cum!" Shalom ordered, and with a force that seemed to come from deep within you, your body obeyed. Your whole being shook and trembled as you squirted onto the sheets beneath you. Your eyes rolled back in your head, and for a moment, it felt like you might lose consciousness from the intensity of the orgasm.

As it finally subsided, leaving you feeling limp and drained, Shalom kissed your back softly. "Very good... You did great." Her words were filled with pride and satisfaction.

Shalom sighed contentedly, watching as your body continued to twitch and shudder in the aftermath of your orgasm. As soon as you were done cumming, your body collapsed onto the sheets beneath you, leaving you gasping for air.

With a gentle hand, she removed the blindfold covering your eyes, revealing tear-stained cheeks and a face flush with pleasure. Despite your obvious exhaustion, Shalom couldn't help but smile wickedly at the sight of you looking so adorable after all that. "What a sight... You look so beautiful like this." She whispered softly before lifting your hips gently.

"But we're not quite done yet," She said with a devious grin. "This time around, all I ask is that you don't lose consciousness on me. Can you manage that?" Her words sent shivers down your spine; it seemed like there was no end to her demands.

Without further ado, Shalom pushed her cock back inside you once more, not waiting for your reply anymore as she started supporting your limp form by holding your hips tightly.

Your walls were so sensitive that even the slightest thrust from Shalom's cock almost made you cum. Despite being physically smaller and weaker than you, she just kept pounding into you.

When she's feeling a bit tired from all the movements, Shalom would suddenly pull you closer with a forceful yank on your hair. Her hands gripped tightly onto your scalp as she held you in place while she remained still inside you. She held and pulled your hair to make you move for her, pulling you back until all her length is inside you before pushing you away just to pull you again.

By the time Shalom finally released you, your body was nothing but a quivering mass of desire. The sheets beneath you were soaked through with your cum, and there was an unmistakable red mark on your ass where she had occasionally smacked it.

Even the cool air against your overstimulated pussy and clit was enough to make you tremble with the need for more. You felt completely drained yet utterly satisfied.

Shalom watched as you struggled to stay awake. She lay down beside you, embracing your overstimulated body and covering both of you with a blanket. "Get some rest; you've been so good to me," she whispered softly and sweetly. "We'll eat when you wake up," she added, peppering your face with kisses to offer comfort.

Your eyes felt heavy, yet you managed to draw nearer to her embrace, eliciting a smile from Shalom. "You truly belong to me. I won't ever let you go," she whispered, and it was the last thing you heard before finally drifting off to sleep.

[purpleberiii]

"Calling the sinners by their correct name"

☆Prompt: How would the sinners react to you calling them by their correct name.

☆Warnings: Nothing too intense, a hit of pain towards the cinnamon rolls (Hamel, Anne), mentions of Chelsea having lots of sugar babies (including you)

☆Includes: Hamel, Anne, Bai yi, Shalom, Eirene, Chelsea, Cabernet, Oak Casket, Garofano, Sumire.

HAMEL

Hamel is a pure innocent baby; one whom you adore to death. While she's mostly quiet, she's very chatty with you, not the type of chatty to talk your ears out, but Hamel would express how she feels with you.

When you called Hamel by her right name, she was dumbfounded. You usually called her sweetheart, or dove so hearing you call her Hamel made her immediately think she did something wrong.

"I don't like that. Please don't call me Hamel," she pleaded with you, her eyes teary. Guilt immediately took over your body and you had to comfort her and tell her she did nothing wrong.

ANNE

Anne is just like Hamel but she's much more talkative, even in public. Anne is not afraid to let anyone know that you are hers. Your relationship with Anne was quite the sweet one and you would act like a caring wife towards her even though you both only started dating for months.

When you called Anne by her right name, it took her a few minutes to process what just happened. "Did I do something wrong my dear?" She asked in a small voice. You knew to yourself that she was as innocent as an angel so it hit you in the guts when she used such a small voice. Like Hamel, you had to comfort her, the guilt crushing your soul for hurting such a small adorable baby.

BAI YI

Bai yi knew she was a case to deal with and she took it upon herself to annoy you or tease you everyday. She absolutely loves it when you shower her in cute nicknames and affection.

So when you called her by her right name, Bai yi chuckled before saying, "Oh? What's up with you?" She didn't take it to heart when you called her that but if you kept calling her Bai yi, she might just die.

SHALOM

Shalom is the type of lover to give you all sorts of nicknames and for her, just one nickname would do, 'Darling'.

"Shalom." When she heard her right name come out of your mouth, she'd just stare at you until you finally call her darling.

"I was beginning to think you didn't love me anymore," she sighed dramatically.

EIRENE

Eirene is a busy woman, she hardly had time to spend with you due to her work but nevertheless she loves you to the core.

When you called her by her right name, she didn't bother with it; well on the outside atleast. On the inside, she's panicking, asking herself what she did wrong. She checked back on her previous interactions with you, ensuring that she didn't say anything wrong.

When you told her it was a joke, then she'll be the one to call you by your right name until you beg for her to stop. She enjoys seeing you beg. She's not mean tho :/

CHELSEA

Sugar mommy Chelsea is such a kind and caring person to all her sugar babies but you are her favorite.

When you called her Chelsea instead of Sugar mommy, expect to be bombarded in a ton of questions. "Is the food not to your liking?" "Did I do something to upset you?" "Is anyone being mean to you?"

When you didn't give her an answer that satisfied her, she tried her next strategy, gifts. Lots and lots of gifts that made the other sugar babies jealous of you.

How could her attempts not sway you? You had to tell her it was a joke and you felt had that she bought all of those gifts, but she didn't.

CABERNET

Oh boy don't mess around with those woman. Although she loves you, calling her Cabernet is a crime.

Like all the professionals you'd have to call them sir/miss, you HAVE to call Cabernet sweetheart.

"Cabernet." "That's sweetheart to you, little one," she pointed her staff to you in a threatening manner.

From that day onwards, her real name was never used again (by you atleast).

OAK CASKET

This woman is such a calm and composed woman. She gives off a motherly figure vibe so hearing you call her nicknames like 'darling' or 'love' or 'honeybunch' will absolutely make her fall even deeper in love with you.

When she heard you call her by her right name, she'd simply chuckle and say, "what have I done to upset you my dear?"

Things like that wouldn't bother her because she knows what when she's ready for you, you'd be definitely forgetting her name.

GAROFANO

She's just like Oak Casket but a much less more quiet version. Hearing you call her Garofano wouldn't bother her, until she realises you weren't going to stop calling her that.

She loves the nicknames you give her and it makes her feel much more loved for so with a slightly upset expression, she'd ask, "Why are you calling me that?"

When you realised that she didn't like it, you stopped and immediately apologised. She forgave you of course but warned you to never do it again.

SUMIRE

Pretty girl assassin has alot on her plate but always makes time for you. She loves having you rest upon her lap while she talks and rambles about her missions.

She seemed so engrossed in telling you how her mission went, it took her a few minutes to realise that you called her Sumire and not 'baby'.

"But I am your baby. Not Sumire," she'd stare at you, letting out a small sigh before plunging on top of you and prepping your faces with kisses, apologising for making you mad even though she did nothing. You just wanted to see her reaction to it.

A/n: took a few days to write this but I still don't like it 😭

[hunnieknight]

Why does all women in PtN wears a really thick matte dark lipstick. That shit looks like it will stain my clothes and stick to my skin like a tattoo.

Those lipstick stain,i know it will

If not, boy, as a woman i want those kind of lipstick. I will not be embarassed to drink with straw.